Nightmare Attack

The latest website: "Will the woman locked up here...is it Xiaoting?" This conjecture emerged in everyone's mind at the same time, and finally the Fatty said it.

According to Yuan Xiaoyi's memory, Xiaoting was missing in this weird medical building alone. Now that she sees such a tragic image, it is difficult not to link the two together.

Among them, Wen Liangshan, who was about to enter decently, was about to cry. He seemed to have seen Xiaoting's ghost inside beckoning to him, his legs shaking unwillingly like noodles.

Until Jiang Cheng said: "Don't be afraid, the woman who was once locked in is not Xiao Ting."

Wenliangshan said with a sad face, "Brother Jiang, you don't need to comfort me. I know you are worried that I won't go in. But Wenliangshan is also a handsome 7-foot man. Even if I die, I want to die to understand."

Without talking any more nonsense, Jiang Cheng explained: "Look, judging from the level of this struggle, I think there is a very small chance that a woman will survive."

"But Xiaoting is different. She didn't die, she was just trapped here. Just like our mission said, we came to save people. People are dead. What else is there to save?"

"So... there is no Xiaoting's ghost in it?" Wen Liangshan seemed to care about this.

Jiang Cheng patted him on the shoulder, "Hurry up."

"Oh, good, good."

Wen Liangshan felt that what Jiang Cheng said was reasonable, and if everyone died, he would save him a fart.

But he didn't seem to have thought about whether there were any ghosts in it, and it was not necessarily related to whether Xiaoting died in it.

The important thing is that people have indeed died here, and it is a very grieving woman.

Maybe it's not Xiaoting, but wouldn't you kill him if you changed the ghost?

Wenliangshan itself is relatively thin. He held a mobile phone in his left hand to illuminate, and then climbed inward with both elbows, and kicked hard with his feet.

Jiang Cheng is ready at any time to save people first when there is a change.

The space inside is small, which makes Wenliangshan, who is not claustrophobic, feel very depressed.

He did not turn on the flashlight that came with the phone, but used the screen light to illuminate it.

"It's cold, why do you feel that it's getting colder inside?" Wen Liangshan's muffled voice came from the depths of the morgue, vaguely distorted.

The fat man waited with trepidation, and said casually: "It's right to be cold. You are climbing in the morgue. If you want to get hot, you have to find a crematorium."

Wen Liangshan couldn't hold back, so he cried.

"Have you found it?" Jiang Cheng asked with a frown. He could feel that things were getting more and more wrong all around, and there were a pair of eyes dormant in the darkness.

"Look... Found it."

"Hurry up!" Huai Yi urged in a low voice.

Since they separated, they haven't heard from the other team again, which makes them feel a little uneasy.

"What's the situation?" Wenliangshan's voice suddenly sounded, much louder than before: "Brother Jiang, this...someone has already signed the name on this."

"Have you signed?" The fat man was taken aback when he heard the words.

"Yes, yes... it's Shi Xiaoya! It's her name, I can see it clearly."

"Could it be that another team came early, so they signed the name?" Jiang Cheng thought in his heart, but according to his guess, every floor here is weird, which can be seen as a small copy, the two teams No matter who signs the name in the person, it is equivalent to ending the copy of this layer.

But according to the current situation, the crisis at this level has obviously not been lifted.

"Pull people out." Jiang Cheng and Huai Yi grabbed a leg of Wenliang Mountain and dragged him out, and then Jiang Cheng crawled in.

The situation in the morgue was more complicated than Jiang Cheng thought, and Wenliangshan alone would definitely not settle the situation. As time has passed for a long time, everyone will die.

The inside was deeper than Jiang Cheng thought. After quickly climbing inside, at the end, he found a blue notebook.

The first few sheets of paper have been opened, and there are still traces of folding, revealing only a place for the signature.

The three words Shi Xiaoya were written impressively on it.

In the security room, Jiang Cheng saw Shi Xiaoya's signature, and after careful checking, he could confirm that this was Shi Xiaoya's handwriting.

But this raises a question. Since Shi Xiaoya has been here and successfully left her signature, why has the crisis at this level still not been lifted?

Is there a problem with the signature place?

He picked up the register and just wanted to check it again. Suddenly a detail came into his eyes, and the paper with the signature seemed to be slightly wider than the other pages of the register.

Gradually, a bold guess formed in Jiang Cheng's mind, and he gently pulled the paper with Shi Xiaoya's name with his hand.

The next second, the piece of paper actually fell off.

It's like... originally it didn't belong to this register, but it was inserted in the middle.

What was even more frightening was that Jiang Cheng saw a few black words on the top of this piece of paper: Declaration of Volunteer Donation of Remains.

Signer: Shi Xiaoya.

Even Jiang Cheng was stunned by this shameless operation. He actually sandwiched the voluntary donation declaration book in the middle of the register. Who can stand it?

No wonder Shi Xiaoya Mingming signed the name, and the crisis on the 4th floor still exists. She specially signed the declaration of donation of the body, what's the use?

It can't be said that it's useless, at least in Jiang Cheng's view, she might be cold.

Picking up the signature book again, after checking carefully, Jiang Cheng quickly signed his name, and then quickly exited the morgue.

"It's resolved." Jiang Cheng said: "Leave quickly."

Along the way, Jiangcheng briefly explained the contents of it to them. The Fatty Huaiyi and his group were stunned, especially Fatty, who could not help cursing that these ghosts had a bad conscience. They were probably orphans or something. Make these insidious tricks.

Wen Liangshan was listening, but Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped talking.

Before leaving, Huai Yi also slid a metal rod used to hook the corpse. Although this thing is heavy, it can be courageous even if it is held in the hand with the very convenient ~www.wuxiamtl.com~.

Sure enough, there was no obstacle to leaving this time. The cold air that had been entrenched in the corridor also dissipated. Before I walked far, I saw a cart parked in a corner with rust stains on it.

It was the one that nearly hit them before, but at this moment, with the end of the supernatural incident in Room 9, the cart was quiet.

The stairs leading to the fifth floor are at the end of the corridor, which is different from the stairs they have walked before. This staircase is obviously older.

Moreover, there is only the upward part of the stairs, and there is no ladder leading to the next level. There are two iron rods standing in front of the stairs.

The iron rods are covered with rust, and they are inserted into two big red plastic buckets, which are commonly used in laboratories.

Looking closer, inside the barrel are concrete piers after solidification. The iron rods, one to the left and one to the right, are just in front of the stairs, with many cordon in the middle.

Densely dense, like a spider web, it makes the scalp numb.