The female police officer named Aiko introduced herself and then started talking about the deceased from last night. As she spoke, she took Sun Baozhu's request and led them to the deceased's home for inspection.

  Yesterday evening, the mortuary administrator who died was named Li Qiang, 51 years old, unmarried and single. His parents had passed away, and he now lives in an old house behind the hospital. The house is a welfare housing left by his parents from their early state-owned enterprise days. Li Qiang is an only child and has no close friends that anyone knows of. Apart from being introverted, he doesn't have any other health issues.

  Li Qiang used to work at the old Xuanhu People's Hospital before it was renovated, where he worked as a boiler worker. After the hospital was renovated and installed with central air conditioning, Liu Bu Zhen lost his job. After briefly working as a nurse for a few days, the old man who watched over the morgue died of illness. The hospital leadership found Li Qiang to take over as the administrator of the morgue, but at first, he was very unwilling. However, the leadership promised him a raise and explained that all he had to do was open the door to the morgue during the day and lock it up at night, without having to work late shifts. Li Qiang reluctantly agreed, and ended up working there for 7 or 8 years until he died in the hospital last night.

  Last night, a patient's family member went out for a smoke and saw someone lying on the ground. At first, they thought it was just some drunk person who had too much to drink, so they kindly came over to help them up, only to discover that the person was already dead. The patient's family member was shocked and was about to run back when they saw two people coming out of the basement door, one after another.

  The patient's family member was an outsider who came from afar and didn't know that the basement was a morgue. When he saw someone coming out, he let out a sigh of relief and told the two people in a mixture of words and gestures that the person on the ground had died, asking them to help report it to the police. However, after he got a clear look at the appearances of the two individuals, he was so frightened that he fainted on the spot. If his family members hadn't come out looking for him after a long time, he might have also frozen to death.

  After he woke up, he started talking nonsense. He said that two dead men walked out of the basement, one was all black and wore a black hat to cover his face, so you couldn't see his appearance. The other one was wearing a dead man's funeral dress, with a pale complexion, and there were still icicles hanging from his hair. Although this person had his eyes open, his eyes were dull and expressionless, and at first glance, you could tell he wasn't a living person.

  Others thought he was shocked to death, but indeed someone had died and reported the case at that time. Because the morgue door was open, a doctor who didn't believe in ghosts entered the morgue to check. When opening the first autopsy room, he found that the body he had personally sent in the afternoon had disappeared. Due to concerns about destroying the scene of the crime investigation, the remaining autopsy rooms were not opened for inspection. If this bold doctor discovered that a corpse was missing from the morgue but eight live people appeared instead, it's unknown whether he would have been frightened or not.

  When Ai Guo finished speaking, she had already led Sun Peng and a few others to the front of several old buildings behind the hospital. Possibly because these buildings were about to be demolished, most of the residents inside had moved out. Ai Guo pointed at a household on the third floor of one of the old buildings with curtains hanging from the balcony and said: "The third floor is Li Qiang's home. The relevant departments have already issued a notice, and people will come soon to inspect Li Qiang's residence. Leaders, why don't we wait until they arrive and then go up together?"

  "When you guys arrive, there's nothing interesting to be found." Sun Baozi chuckled and said, looking at Ai Guo in his police uniform: "We'll go take a look first, won't disturb the scene for you guys."

  Although the leaders in the department all said so, Aiguo's face still had a somewhat awkward expression. She hesitated for a moment and said: "Sun Juzhang, I'm not blocking you, but Li Qiang's home door is locked, we don't have the tools to open it, and in order to preserve the scene, we can't force it..."

  Sun Baozi looked at Aiguo with a half-smile and said, "Don't worry about this, to be honest, I've never used a key in all these years since I opened the door."

  Ai Guo didn't want to offend the leaders from the department, so she had no choice but to take Sun Baozi and a few others up to the third floor. She pointed at the large iron door of a household in the middle and said: "It's here, but leaders, this door has an anti-theft lock. Let's wait for our people inside, they'll use professional tools..."

  Just as Aike was speaking, Sun Baozi had already crouched in front of the door, glancing at the lock with a flicker of his eyes. In his hand, two specially processed steel wires had appeared. Sun Baozi inserted the two steel wires into the keyhole and twisted them around inside. Before Aike could finish speaking, a "click" sound came from inside the lock, and Sun Baozi stood up and pushed open the door.

  Before he could finish his sentence, the leader from the other department had already opened the door. Even a professional locksmith couldn't have done it that quickly. Ai Guo was startled by Sun Bao's skill and blurted out without thinking: "Director Sun, your lock-picking skills are really impressive!"

  After finishing speaking, Aiguo also regretted it. Unexpectedly, Sun Baozi also followed with a sentence: "Practice makes perfect, I didn't say it, I used to make a living by doing this." This sentence made Aiguo's heart feel uneasy, making a living by picking locks - which department are you the leader of?

  After Sun Baozi finished being polite, he opened the door but didn't go in. He turned his head to glance at Yang Xiao, took a step back with his body, and yielded the position of the doorway. Almost simultaneously with Sun Baozi's retreat, Yang Xiao stood up and walked towards the inside of the door. The coordination between the two was not off by even a second, it seemed as if they had practiced for a long time.

  Yang Xiang entered the door and suddenly heard a strange noise inside, like the sound of air leaking from a deflated rubber ball.

  Along with the strange noise was Yang's muffled grunt, after which he shouted: "Don't come in! Close the door!" Then another loud noise came from inside, this time sounding like something flammable had exploded.

  Sun Baozi didn't listen to Yang Xiao's words, he and Lao Mo almost simultaneously pulled out their handguns and aimed at the door. After hesitating for a moment, Sun Baozi also drew his short sword from his back waist and held it together with his gun, aiming at the position of the door.

  Fortunately, Yang Wei solved the problem in the room in an instant. With another explosion, the sound similar to a burst of air from a leather ball disappeared completely. The room returned to calmness. It was also because most of the residents on this floor had moved out, otherwise, there would be crowds of people gathering at the door to watch the excitement.

  Sun Baozi and Lao Mo waited for a while, but there was no more movement inside. At this time, a smell of sulfur came out from the house. Sun Baozi didn't know what had happened, so he shouted towards the inside: "Old Yang, Yang Xiao, how are you? Are you okay? Are you injured? Is it serious? Are you still alive?"

  Yang Xiao's helpless voice came from inside the house: "You can say it from back to front, I can still accept... It's all right inside, you can come in. But be prepared for what you're about to see, the things inside might be a bit nauseating."

  "I don't believe it, can you still compare to Old Mo? What thing can still make me feel disgusted compared to Old Mo's craftsmanship?" Sun Baozi looked at Old Mo and continued: "Don't you want to go in and take a look?"

  Lao Mo put away the pistol, glanced at Sun Baozi, and walked towards the door while muttering to himself: "Next time just let me in directly, no need to say so much nonsense."

  After Old Mo walked into the house, Sun Baozi followed him in. Before entering, he said to Ai Guo outside the door: "You watch at the door and don't let anyone unrelated come in, also take care of your people inside." Ai Guo was eager to go in and see what happened inside, but after hearing Sun Baozi's words, she could only stay at the door.

  Inside the door was an old-fashioned Chinese house with a one-room, one-hall layout. As soon as you enter, it's the hall, and Yang Xiao is in the bedroom next to it. After Sun Baozi followed Old Mo in, he saw that the entire bedroom was covered in meat scraps and internal organs with blood on them, whether it was the floor or the walls, even the ceiling had some stuck to it. On the floor were several larger pieces of corpse fragments. A man's skull lay on the bed, his eyes wide open, a look of death staring straight ahead.

  The blood-red corpse fragments were accompanied by pale white bones, giving people a chilling feeling at first glance. Sun Baozi, who had seen some scenes before, actively avoided the scattered corpse fragments and said to Yang Xiao: "Who did you offend? I'm not saying this, can't you be more gentle when taking action, do you have to chop them into pieces?"

  At this time, Yang Dian stood by the windowsill. He ignored Sun Wenzhong and was opening the curtains to look around. After Old Mo came in, he immediately became interested in the corpse on the floor. After squatting down to take a few glances, he said to Sun Wenzhong: "It's a dead person, at least 24 hours or more have passed since death. Because the body was refrigerated, the exact time of death can only be determined after an autopsy."

  "Dead people......" Sun Baozi looked at the scattered corpses on the ground, paused for a moment, and continued: "Dare to make trouble in broad daylight?"

  At this time, Yang Xiao pulled the curtains back up and turned around to look at Sun Baozi, saying: "The house has been tampered with, and it's unclear whether it's day or night for the living dead." As he said this, he looked at the skull on the bed and smiled self-deprecatingly, saying: "I didn't expect that I would also fall into his trap..."

  Sun Baozi was startled after hearing Yang Diao's words, and now he pointed at him. If Yang Diao made any mistakes, he would be the one to take the blame, along with Old Mo, playing the role of cannon fodder. Sun Baozi looked Yang Diao up and down and said: "Old Yang, are you okay? I'm not saying this, but when you said you had 12% confidence last night, I knew something was going to go wrong. What do we do now? I'll call over Yang Jun... no, he's not as good at playing tricks as you, if you've fallen into the trap, he'd be even more hopeless. Forget it, let's just find Director Wu directly..."

  Yang Xiao looked at him with a helpless expression as Sun Baozi spoke, and finally couldn't help but interrupt: "What I mean is, I didn't expect this living corpse to self-destruct. My clothes are all ruined now, and I'm covered in the stench of corpses, which can be smelled from miles away." Only then did Sun Baozi notice that Yang Xiao's gray clothes were splattered with a few drops of sticky, semi-transparent liquid.

  As soon as Yang Xiao entered the door, he found that something was amiss inside. The temporary reversal of yin and yang in this formation didn't catch his attention. There was a person lying on the bed in the bedroom. Without looking, Yang Xiao already knew it was an undead corpse. He thought the undead would take advantage of his carelessness to attack him, but unexpectedly, just as he was about to make his move, the undead on the bed suddenly self-destructed. Even though he dodged in time, his clothes still got stained with the corpse's viscous liquid.

  Sun Baozi listened to Yang Xiao's narration and muttered to himself with a tilted head: "What does this son of a bitch want to do? Just to scare us?"