Midnight Bookstore

Due to the suddenness of the incident and the fact that more than ten victims had been sent over, in order to shorten the process of dissection and autopsy, a few corpses had been moved to Tongcheng Academy to help with the autopsy.

Tong City was a peaceful city. It was also because of this that such a serious murder case had suddenly appeared that it instantly attracted attention from all sides. News about this matter had spread in WeChat Moments and Weibo circles. Many citizens even felt fear and unease.

This gave the police some pressure.

The police were fully invested in the case, hoping to find the truth as soon as possible. The task force was also established. Of course, these matters had nothing to do with Zhou Ze.

Right now, he only needed to confirm one thing, and that was whether the dead doctors and nurses were killed by someone or… by a ghost.

In reality, Zhou Ze did not feel uneasy about the death of that group of people, and he did not feel any guilt or responsibility for it. If the female ghost had been more normal, she would have become Zhou Ze's knife to kill others. Those sc.u.mbags who used human lives as gambling tools would have made the world cleaner if they died.

However, what Zhou Ze could not tolerate was that if there was really another ghost hiding in the dark and he did not realize it, it would be his fault if he started killing the moment he left.

He had never thought that he would be pecked by a pet. This feeling was not that wonderful.

He stole a white coat and put it on. Zhou Ze walked into the morgue. There were two bodies being dissected, and there were three here. Zhou Ze used to be a doctor here. After working here for ten years, he was naturally familiar with the hospital.

Moreover, Zhou Ze had already been to this morgue once since he was reborn. The last time he was here, he had encountered a few children fighting over the old mother's body.

The old Daoist priest also rushed over from the police station and met Zhou Ze at the affiliated hospital. He got in touch with some reporters and obtained some superficial information. He quickly came to report to Zhou Ze.

However, to the old man's disappointment, Zhou Ze was not interested in this information. Unlike his previous boss, he was not interested in investigating cases.

Of course, the temperature in the morgue was not that high, and there was an eerie feeling inside and out.

"Boss, why would the body be sent to the hospital for an autopsy?" The old Daoist could not understand this.

"Even in the developed world, there is a shortage of forensic talents, and it is the same in China. If it was just a case of one or two lives, of course, there would be no need for that. However, there were more than ten people who died this time. The forensic experts that the Tongcheng Police Department originally had were definitely not enough, so they could only rely on the help of civilian units.

Zhou Ze checked the serial number and scanned the form behind the door. Then, he pulled out a freezer. Inside was the corpse of a gray-haired old woman.

The old Daoist priest looked at the body and immediately widened his eyes. "This must have been done by a ghost. The nurse was sucked dry."

Zhou Ze knocked on the metal plate. "This is the body of the patient in the bas.e.m.e.nt."

"Oh, I see."

The old Daoist scratched his head in embarra.s.sment.

"Then how did he die?" the old Daoist priest asked again.

"The body was already suffering from cancer when it was alive. Those patients who were treated as gambling tools in the bas.e.m.e.nt had all their medical aid terminated. They could die at any time.

"From the looks of it, there are no obvious external injuries on this body, and I did not sense any lingering baleful aura from her."

"Then her cause of death is very strange and hard to find?" The old Daoist priest pretended to rub his chin and said, as if he was deep in thought. "That's interesting. The cause of death is unpredictable. There must be something strange here."

"He died of illness."

"Huh?"

"I said, she died of illness."

"This…"

If it was not Zhou Ze but someone else, the old Daoist priest would probably have started cursing.

She died of an illness, yet you a.n.a.lyzed her for so long and even made me pretend to be so engrossed.

I won't be embarra.s.sed!

Zhou Ze ignored the old Daoist priest's thoughts and pulled out the second corpse. It was a male corpse, a young male corpse.

"This body looks familiar. Oh, s.h.i.+t,

Zhou Ze lifted the corpse's jaw. There was a dark red wound there.

The wound was very deep, and the cut was very smooth.

"Did he cut his neck?"

The old Daoist priest guessed.

Zhou Ze nodded. The cause of death was because a sharp weapon cut his neck and caused him to die from excessive blood loss.

Zhou Ze pushed open the freezer where the third body was. It was a female body.

"I know this one too. It was a female nurse at the hospital. She was wearing Peppa Pig underneath, so I took a few more looks."

Zhou Ze checked the position of the female corpse's jaw and found that there was no wound there. However, following the neck down, Zhou Ze saw a very deep wound below the left chest of the female corpse. The wound was not as long as the neck of the male corpse next door, but the depth should be even more terrifying.

Excluding other possible accidents, based on Zhou Ze's experience in his previous life, these two fatal wounds should be the ones he found.

"Someone must have stabbed him with a dagger."

The old Daoist priest was someone who had roamed the pugilistic world before. He had been a barefoot doctor in the countryside for some time. Although he only had the ability to fool people, he was experienced and knowledgeable.

"It should be a dagger-like weapon." Zhou Ze nodded.

Ghosts didn't use knives to kill people. So, for now, it was probably man-made.

Since it was man-made, it had nothing to do with Zhou Ze. He would leave the Yang-Realm matters to the police. He was only responsible for collecting ghosts.

However, this still made Zhou Ze very uncomfortable. It was true that he wanted to kill these doctors and nurses before, but he did not kill them in the end. However, one thing could be deduced in his mind:

After he and the old Daoist priest left,

There was one person who came to this hospital with a dagger or something similar, and these nurses and doctors were probably still unconscious.

He approached them one by one, using a dagger to cut their necks or stab their stomachs, causing them to die in pain from the loss of blood.

The person that the ghost did not kill was helped to kill.

"Whether I kill them or not is my business. You took advantage of me leaving them unconscious and came to kill them." Zhou Ze felt like he had been taken advantage of and plotted against.

"Let's go. Everything's fine now," Zhou Ze said.

Since it was not a ghost, Zhou Ze decided to leave.

"Then… do I still need to turn myself in?"

"With such a big thing happening, it's impossible to hide certain things. Even if you don't turn yourself in, this black industrial chain will be dug out."

"That's good."

The old Daoist priest was really worried that Zhou Ze would continue to make him turn himself in as a witness.

When he left the hospital, it was already late at night. There were many supper stalls outside, so the old Daoist priest suggested eating something. After all, he had not eaten anything since noon.

Zhou Ze nodded in agreement. He also felt that his footsteps were a little unsteady. Xu Qinglang had returned to his hometown, and his appet.i.te was obviously not good these few days.

However, because he did not bring any sour plum juice, the old Daoist priest ate heartily at the side. However, Zhou Ze had a hard time eating. He had to endure the nausea and swallow the mouthful of food painfully.

Moreover, the food at the supper stall was heavy with oil, making it even harder for Zhou Ze to eat.

As the old Daoist priest ate, he touched his mouth, stood up, and went to the front. When he returned, he was holding two steamed buns that were still warm.

"Boss, you should eat something light. There's a 24-hour noodle shop ahead, so I bought you two steamed buns."

Zhou Ze also put down his chopsticks and took the steamed bun. He had to eat something. At least, he had to maintain the energy needed to move his body. He could not let his body collapse.

Holding the steamed bun in his hand, Zhou Ze shook his head helplessly. "The steamed bun is not fresh."

"Er…" The old Daoist priest said helplessly," After all, it's already nighttime. If you want to eat something fresh, you can only wait until the door opens in the morning. "

Zhou Ze poked the steamed bun with his fingernails. It was soft on the outside, but hard on the inside.

Just as he was about to tear off a piece and put it into his mouth, Zhou Ze suddenly froze.

He abruptly turned the steamed bun around and looked at the spot where his nails had pierced.

Throwing down the steamed bun in his hand, Zhou Ze immediately stood up and ran across the road towards the hospital.

"Boss!"

The old Daoist priest shouted. Seeing that Zhou Ze ignored him, he could only throw two hundred yuan on the table. He shouted to the stall owner, "Pay up!" Then, he ran over with the boss.

The two of them returned to the hospital. Zhou Ze still headed straight for the morgue. Coincidentally, a doctor in a white coat walked out from the door of the morgue. Thankfully, his back was facing Zhou Ze as he walked to the other side and went upstairs.

After the doctor left, Zhou Ze and the old Daoist opened the door to the morgue and walked in.

Zhou Ze personally pulled open a freezer. The female corpse was lying inside.

"Boss, what happened?" the old Daoist asked, panting.

"It wasn't a dagger," Zhou Ze said in a low voice.

"If it's not a dagger, then it's a small knife. Did you specially come back for this?" The old Daoist priest sighed.

Zhou Ze said nothing.

Instead, she silently let her fingernails grow out.

Then…

Zhou Ze gently placed his black nails under the female corpse's left chest.

Following the wound.

It pierced in.

It was seamless!

It was not killed by a dagger.

It was not killed by a small knife.

In fact, it was not killed by any weapon or tool.

It was her nails.

It was fingernails!

The old Daoist priest's mouth immediately widened. He was so shocked that he did not know what to say. He could only say with a tremble,

"Stiff… stiff…"

"I was wondering why there was a familiar feeling when I first saw this wound." Zhou Ze turned his head to look at the old Daoist. "Pull out the freezer of the male corpse and test it."

The old Daoist priest immediately nodded and pulled open the freezer where the male corpse was.

The old Daoist priest was stunned.

Dao:

"Boss, something bad has happened!"

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ze pulled his nails out and turned to look at the old Daoist.

"The body… the body is gone!"

The old Daoist priest turned to look at Zhou Ze, indicating that the freezer he pulled out was empty.

Then…

An even more frightening scene appeared. The old Daoist priest extended his hand and pointed at Zhou Ze with a trembling finger.

Because he saw

Behind Zhou Ze,

The female corpse that was originally lying on the shelf.

She slowly sat up.

The female corpse turned around.

With a smile,

She looked at him…