After stopping Qin Mengying, Tang Jue didn't say a word and decisively had Saiwen push him into the morgue across the street...
Separated by a door, Ou Mingxuan held the nearly collapsing Qin Mengying in his arms for comfort, while Yan Zihua leaned against the cold wall with his eyes closed. In the corridor, Xiang Yuan was pacing back and forth anxiously, debating whether to call Yuchi Fei and the others...
At the end of the corridor, Nangong Mo, who had seen Tang Jue running back again, was standing there dumbfounded, just like a statue...
Inside the morgue, as soon as they entered, a chilling air that penetrated the bones greeted them.
Through a layer of white mist emanating from the cold air, they could see an autopsy table covered tightly by a large white cloth, under which a body was concealed. Due to being waterlogged, the contour under the cloth was pronounced, making the body appear large.
