The back door of the morgue is the dirtiest place at night at Beihua Hospital.

Whenever night falls, all kinds of bizarre things happen here.

"Get into this car. This gold cup." The tall operator shouted loudly at the caregiver who was pushing the flatbed cart.

It’s not that he wanted to shout loudly, but at this time, the bodies of Beihua Hospital were being transferred, the crying of the deceased’s family, the shouting of the service staff, the urging of the hospital, and the whistle of the vehicles... It was too messy.

"Yes, here, here," Damo took the flatbed car, pulled open the body bag slightly, and after confirming the contents inside, he rattled back, "Be careful, don't break it."

This gold cup is the size of an ordinary hearse, but there are no white wreaths in front, back, left and right.

The person who pushed the cart was a little strange... Why didn't he tuck the white flowers? Wasn't their car sent directly to the funeral home?

But he didn't ask much about things he shouldn't ask, but just picked up the bag and threw it into a black solid wood carved coffin that was twice as big as a normal coffin in the car.

The hearse that was so simple that it didn't even have white flowers, compared to the gorgeous and expensive coffin inside... I always feel that there is something strange.

He took a look inside...

Afterwards, he jumped out of the car and said meaningfully: "You... are very good at doing business."

Those who came to the hospital to drag the body were all funeral practitioners, so he naturally regarded two operators, one tall and one short, as if they were doing funeral business.

Damo didn't explain, and smiled and handed him a cigarette: "There's no way. Nowadays, business is hard to do."

"Ha, don't smoke, don't smoke." The nurse pushed away with a smile, "The people we work here don't smoke."

"If you don't smoke, take it. You can't buy this cigarette in ordinary stores." said the tall man.

"Thank you, then." The cartkeeper clamped the cigarette on his ear, pushed the flatbed and went back to push another body.

The tall operator turned his eyes to the desert.

And Damo was still staring at the morgue pusher who left.

The night is deep.

The tall man said, "You don't have to be nervous."

"I'm nervous?" Damo mysteriously hooked at the tall man, "Boss, I'll introduce you to a girl after the trip...you know what nervousness is."

"..." The tall man reacted for a while, frowned, pinched off the cigarette he had just lit on his hand, "Okay, go drive."

"Okay." Damo went around the front of the car and jumped into the driver's seat.

The tall operator walked to the trash can and turned off the smoke from the desert on the cigarette-destroying tray.

After confirming that the fire on the cigarette butt was gone, he returned to the golden cup.

However, he did not sit in the co-pilot, but jumped into the back cabin.

With a clang, the door was closed.

...

The Jinbei car started slowly.

Chen Changyan pressed his body tightly into a shadow in the corner of the rear cabin of the car.

At this time, if someone holds a camera and presses the shutter towards his position, the photo he takes will not be alone, but a darker and larger shadow than normal, with a slightly irregular shape.

This is the "Ghost Trace", which is a basic footwork of their Wanxiaozong - the footwork used when they are not walking.

To keep the ghost track, not only do you have to keep your body moving, but your breathing, emotions, and breath must be like ghosts and charms... Simply put, at this moment, you must be no different from a dead soul.

But this is not Chen Changyan's original intention.

Because the tall operator did not take the co-pilot, but came to the cabin, he urgently walked out of this ghost track.

For Chen Changyan, the best situation is of course to find the vampire, and then quietly hide and refine it. During the entire hour of refining, no outsider came to disturb him... Well, he was thinking about nothing.

In fact, from the time he left his home, arrived at the hospital, found two operators, one tall and one short, and then confirmed the vampire's location, he encountered a lot of trouble in almost everything.

But all the troubles are within his plan, and it will be fine to solve them one by one... Compared with the current problems, it is nothing.

Now, two corpses were placed in the tall coffin in the car.

One is a vampire, while the other is... Zhang Jianqi's.

What's even more outrageous is that the direction of this car is not right.

Chen Changyan checked the locations of several crematoriums in Jiangcheng in advance, and planned all of them in advance where to start, where to get off the bus, and how to get back after arriving at the crematorium. However, as soon as the car left the hospital, it drove in the opposite direction.

Why did they take Teacher Zhang away?

If they weren't going to the crematorium, where would they go?

Chen Changyan had no answer.

He could only hear the tall cell phone ringing.

I don’t know how many years this person hasn’t turned on the phone… The voices of text messages are stacked.

The tall man kept answering and making calls under the intensive attack of text messages.

...

After a while, the car had already driven onto the Second Ring Road Elevated Rail and the speed increased slightly.

Chen Changyan still observed quietly in the shadows. Most of the time, impatience is useless and may also cause reverse effects.

Opportunities are only prepared for those who are patient.

The tall mobile phone is a black mobile phone that is only the size of a palm, with a lid. It looks very old and has a sense of age. Chen Changyan has never seen anyone around him use it.

Whether it is a colleague or a roommate's mobile phone, there is a large screen on the front and a mobile phone case on the back.

The tall man guarding the rear cabin had a very stable aura, but the desert driving in front was a bit more nervous.

After a while, the tall cell phone started buzzing again.

He listened for a while before answering, "...No. We can't take a detour today... Yes, there are a few little hyenas that smell us."

"...I don't know what's happening in other lion cars, you can call and ask..."

"After driving to the suburbs, I and Damo Club and other Lions Clubs... Yes, there are more and more time travelers recently... Well, they are all the same, and there are not enough staff in each team."

"... Then this is the case. There is a squirrel in our car. After performing harmless disinfection, we will send him back to the cold storage intact. Then we will pick you up?"

"...You are just a male time traveler, right? Eighteen years old? OK, I know."

"You're welcome."

“For world peace.”

Chen Changyan listened all the way...

Those who call the tall man, without exception, are all calls for help.

Either the battle is tense and needs support, or they need to take a detour to pick up a corpse of a traveler.

At first he couldn't understand.

But he listened slowly and thought slowly, and he understood some slander...

The tall man called himself and his colleagues "Lion".

The lions will kill the time travelers who travel to this world and treat them harmlessly, ensuring that these time travelers disappear from the spirit to the body and from this world.

And there is another group of people who are called "hyena" by him.

There are more hyenas than their lions, but each person is not as strong as theirs.

Hyenas often attack the lonely lions and rob the bodies of the travelers in their hands.

As for what the purpose of snatching these corpses? Chen Changyan has not heard any relevant information from his phone.

In addition to lions and hyenas, there is also a kind of "squirrel".

It should be referring to Teacher Zhang Jianqi, who has been contaminated by time travelers, but he is still the dead of their human compatriots.

Lions are friendly to squirrels.

Lions are disgusted with hyenas.

Lions have no attitude towards time travelers, just one word, kill.

And Chen Changyan, the time traveler, is now squatting in the carriages of two lions...

Suddenly, he noticed five breaths running rapidly from the diagonal direction - with greed and malice that were so obvious that they could not be more obvious.

Chen Changyan could not turn his head to look, because he would break his ghost tracks, but he could see the sign outside from his perspective. They had just arrived at the fork in the road that was about to go to the Third Ring Road.

As a result, a van full of beer rushed out from the path next to it and hit their little golden cup carrying coffins...

The beer cans that were smashed down from the van suddenly piled up like hills, burying their golden cups.

A word I just heard popped up in Chen Changyan's mind.

hyena.

"Come?" The sound of the desert came from the driver's seat.

"Well, there are at least four or five hyenas, and at most seven or eight. Be careful," said the tall man.

The voices of the two people sounded unsurprising, and the appearance of the hyena seemed to be what they expected...

This gold cup has been knocked over directly.

The two corpses in the coffin had fallen to the ground, and of course Chen Changyan's ghost trace was also broken.

But the tall man's attention was all on the enemy's attack. He flipped the electric knife in his hand and stabbed it out, noticing that there was one more person in the car out of thin air.

And the tall man swung his sword and I don’t know how many beer cans he cut open...
Chapter completed!