How did the drunk old man know about the little monster sneaking into the morgue? The old man hummed and outsmarted Tiger Mountain, and staggered towards his duty room. This morgue was specially separated from a four-square-meter hut as the duty room for the old man.

There is a row of freezers against the wall in the morgue, dedicated to storing corpses. Some of the corpses frozen in the freezer are unclaimed corpses, and some are involved in certain lawsuits and cases, in short, for various reasons. , Had to be stored in the hospital.

The corpse lying on the bed is scheduled for cremation. Generally speaking, it will be sent to the crematorium the next day.

The old man returned to the duty room and sat down. On the small square table in the duty room were half a bottle of Erguotou and a pack of drunk peanuts. The old man took a sip of wine, and then stubbornly ate the peanuts.

"Anyway, I have a pension. This retirement, I will find a side job, and I will live a life of wine and meat every day, and I will be at ease. It is only a flaw in that I have to deal with these guys every day, but I am running. People who are leaving in sixty, have never seen anything, aren’t they dead? Can they stand up and bite me if they are afraid of a bird egg?"

The old man babbled nonsense and took another big mouthful.

The duty room is in the corner of the morgue, with two walls against the wall and glass walls on both sides, so that the on-duty staff can see the whole picture of the morgue in the duty room.

When the old man came to take up the job, his wife disagreed with each other, saying that there was no shortage of money at home, so why bother to go to the morgue to suffer foreign crimes? Raise a bird and a dog at home and never bring a grandson. Better than going to the morgue next to each other. But the old man is used to going to work all his life. He used to be on night shift when he was guarding the door of the government compound. Every day at 7 o'clock in the evening, he habitually wanted to go to work. Only then was introduced to the hospital to see the morgue. The morgue is naturally not so good-looking.

The old man learned that most of the people who see the morgue in the hospital do not work long, ranging from a few days to as long as half a month, and they always change. When everyone came, they all vowed to work for a long time. Who knows, as soon as they go to work, they see the corpses full of the house, and they immediately get hairy. The corpses that die normally are okay. I am afraid that those who died in car accidents or were killed People killed corpses, those with half-pulled heads, lack of arms and legs, normal people only need to take a look, and they will not be safe to sleep in the future. At first, the old man was also afraid. It happened that there was a Taoist priest in his hometown. It was said that he was a little Taoist. Before he went to work, the old man visited the Taoist priest and asked for a bunch of talisman. Come on, make sure it's all right. The old man did what he said, and he posted a sign when he saw the corpse, but he was really fine, so he actually stayed in the hospital for two years. The doctors and nurses in the hospital stayed away when they saw the old man, because no one can work in the morgue for two years. The old man doesn’t care about others’ perspectives. He goes to work on time every night, drinks and eats peanuts, and has a small life. nice.

At this moment, the old man was drinking and chattering. He suddenly raised his head and found that something was wrong. Why was it wrong? The old man put down the wine bottle, stretched out his hands and counted. When he counted to nine, his face suddenly changed.

"God, I count the corpses in this morgue every night. Last night it was seven, the night before it was five, and the day before yesterday the least, it was two. Tonight, I counted several times, and it was eight. Oh, how come there are nine now? Did I drink too much and get confused?"

The old man rubbed his temples vigorously and walked to the door of the duty room. There was a small book hanging beside the door. The small book was used to record the number of corpses. The old man turned to today's log and opened his eyes in surprise, huh? The log says that there are eight today, yes. This is obviously written by me.

Panicked, the old man stretched out his trembling hands again and counted the corpses outside, but he counted nine.

"Damn, this must be a crime. I have been working in this hospital for two years, and I haven't had anything wrong in two years. What happened today?"

Now, where can the old man sit still? Pushed open the glass door of the duty room and walked out. In fact, the old man is usually not courageous, but now that he drank alcohol, his courage was much stronger than usual, and he actually stabbed into the middle of the morgue. The nine beds are arranged in three rows, with three in each row. Now, there are corpses on the nine beds, and the old man doesn't know what's wrong, and intends to find out the extra corpses. I have to say that alcohol makes the old man dare to do things that he would never even dare to think about. If this is changed to a normal state, now there is an extra corpse, not to say that he is going out to look for it, I am afraid he will not even dare to step out of the duty room. Step to go.

The old man stood among the nine beds and shouted sternly, "Who is it? Get out, old man, I am 68 this year, and I will be 70 soon. Are you afraid of this? Get out of me if you have the courage. Don't hide in the bed and scare people."

The little monster hid in the bed and almost didn't laugh when he heard the old man yelling. However, it tried to tease the old man, but it held back and still pretended to be a dead body lying on the bed.

Seeing the corpses on the nine beds, the old man was quiet. He even rubbed the fire and cursed, "Asshole, aren't you coming out? Do you have to let me, an old man, get you out? Get out quickly and be more conscious."

The little monster thought about teasing the old man, but still pretended to be dead.

The old man was impatient. He looked at the corpses on the nine beds one by one, but didn't see one of them. Because each corpse was covered with white cloth, it was the same no matter how you looked at it. The old man originally planned to tear off the white cloth and check them one by one, but he remembered that there were already more corpses, and if he rushed to lift the corpse cloth, it might be dangerous. After hesitating for a long time, he still didn't dare to reach out.

The old man rubbed his eyes, and then carefully looked at the bodies of the nine beds one by one. This time, he found a problem. He found that the corpse on one of the beds was obviously much smaller than the corpse on the other eight beds, and it looked like the corpse of a child. He remembered that there was no child's body in the morgue tonight. The child's body was supposed to be extra.

Seeing the small figure reflected under the white cloth sheet, the old man couldn't help feeling pity, poor child, it was gone at such a young age.

The old man walked over lightly and stood still in front of the bed. Before he reached out his hand, he felt nervous first. Good point, why suddenly another child comes?

To embolden himself, the old man deliberately ran back to the duty room, took another big mouthful of Erguotou, and grabbed another talisman in his hand. Feeling more courageous, the white cloth covering the child was lifted up.