Cheng Shuang and the others each collected a set, just in case they might need them in the future; it's always better to be prepared.
Working together, they quickly and silently searched the entire small room, but found nothing.
Their gaze finally settled on the gatehouse across the street…
Bang!
The guard sitting in the gatehouse suddenly heard a noise, like the sound of a ball hitting the ground.
He stood up and looked out the window.
Nobody's here!
After a while, there was another bang.
The guard hesitated for a moment, then picked up the walkie-talkie from the table and left the room. But he was very cautious, stopping only at the door.
A moment later, a ball rolled out from behind the middle row of freezers.
The guard's eyes widened in surprise, and he cursed under his breath: "That brat!"
He mistakenly thought that the night shift guard was bored in the middle of the night and was passing a ball around in the morgue, but forgot to take the ball back from the freezer before his shift ended.
The guard walked towards the center, and only when he bent down and picked up the ball with one hand did his expression change drastically.
He cursed, immediately ran back, and picked up his walkie-talkie...
The guard remembered that there was no ball at that spot when he was patrolling earlier, so someone must have been trying to lure him out by creating a false impression.
But after checking, there were clearly no outsiders. Besides, this place is just a place to store corpses, not an important place.
For some inexplicable reason, he recalled various legends about the Academy of Sciences—the vice president who was always haunted by ghosts and went mad, the mournful singing from the bushes at night, the flickering light in the empty room on the mountain ridge…
The fear made him hesitate for a moment when pressing the intercom, and then he lost his chance. He felt a sharp pain in his head and lost consciousness.
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