Although the old man said that the passages on both sides of the stairs had been blocked, Jiang Cheng still took everyone to check around.

The result was as the old man said. The stairs on the right could lead down, but after turning a corner, they encountered a metal door.

The metal door looked very strong, with a huge U-shaped lock hanging on it.

The U-shaped lock was also wrapped with many circles of iron chain.

It gave the feeling that once the door was locked, there was no intention of ever opening it again.

Just looking at the door made everyone's faces look very ugly.

This didn't look like ordinary anti-theft measures, but more like... worrying about something running out from inside.

Considering what the old man had said before, it seemed he was telling the truth.

Cao Yang seemed unwilling to give up and wanted to check the other side of the stairs. Jiang Cheng could understand his feelings. After all, taking the elevator was a nightmare experience for them.

They had been brought to this world by the damn elevator.

"No need," Jiang Cheng called out to Cao Yang.

Since the right staircase was blocked, the left staircase must also be blocked. Otherwise, what was the point of blocking only one side?

Without delay, after a few simple instructions, Jiang Cheng pressed the elevator button.

Soon, the elevator that the old man said was used to transport corpses slowly opened its doors.

Just like they had seen before.

Clean and tidy, the lights inside the elevator emitted a soft white light, and everything looked normal.

But for Jiang Cheng and the others, this elevator was more like a coffin.

An iron coffin.

In such a small space, if something happened, there would be no way to escape.

Moreover... Yu Yu's face was tense. She thought of Du Feng.

Du Feng had died in this elevator.

When she saw the corpse, her mind went blank. The corpse's hands were clasped in front of his abdomen.

In his arms... was his head.

The eyes that wouldn't close were still dripping blood, a terrifying sight.

A hand landed on her shoulder. Yu Yu seemed startled, shuddering. She looked up and met Jiang Cheng's eyes.

"I'm fine," Yu Yu said somewhat awkwardly, "I just... I was just distracted."

Nodding, Jiang Cheng said nothing.

Really getting into the elevator, watching the doors slowly close, the people standing outside were looking at them with a farewell gaze.

It was as if once the elevator doors closed, when they opened again, one of the three of them would have disappeared forever.

The cramped environment inside the elevator made Cao Yang feel suppressed, especially since the elevator was probably old and the parts were badly worn. The cable above their heads made a harsh grinding sound from time to time.

It felt like it could fall at any moment.

But even if it fell, it wouldn't be a big deal, Cao Yang comforted himself.

After all, this was the first floor, and this hospital only had one basement level.

Fortunately, the elevator arrived smoothly on the basement level.

The moment the elevator doors opened, all three of them squeezed to the back.

Cao Yang looked quite strong, but he was the most nervous.

Yu Yu's adaptability was quite good. Jiang Cheng had been worried at first, but now Yu Yu actually leaned close to the elevator door and quickly glanced outside.

"It doesn't seem like... there's anything," Yu Yu said softly.

The space outside was larger than they had imagined, and even cleaner and tidier.

It was just a large corridor, with nothing extra except for a long bench placed against the wall.

The nearby doors were mostly white, and light blue and other light colors.

The lights overhead were not very bright, but the basic lighting was not a problem.

The overall feeling was solemn.

The elevator doors opened facing a wall. After turning the corner, they could see several rooms of various sizes. The rooms had no words, but were instead numbered.

It didn't look like a morgue, so the three of them didn't plan to open them and take a look.

After all, time was short, and the less trouble, the better.

Every minute spent here was torture.

The three of them walked along the corridor towards the innermost part. The morgue was located further inside, with a conspicuous small iron sign hanging in front of the door.

The sign read "Morgue."

Not sure if it was psychological, but upon seeing these three words, Yu Yu felt her heartbeat speed up a lot.

The blood in her veins felt like it was frozen.

Jiang Cheng was in the front, Cao Yang at the rear, and Yu Yu walked in the middle.

Yu Yu was quite touched by their care, but this was not the time to thank them. Her eyes were very alert, looking around.

If she detected danger, she would give a warning as soon as possible.

Jiang Cheng, on the other hand, looked up every few steps, worried about being struck by heavenly justice.

His frequent upward glances made everyone very nervous.

At the same time, Jiang Cheng was carefully listening to the surrounding movements, and... the sound of their footsteps.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, unusually clear.

With his rich experience of encountering ghosts, he was judging how the ghost would appear, whether it would be following them, or something like that.

But Jiang Cheng certainly wouldn't dare to say such a guess, worried that his teammates couldn't handle it.

The further they went inside, the lower the temperature became. Standing in front of the morgue door, Jiang Cheng pressed down on the very large handle, and the door slowly opened.

Not locked?

Unexpected, yet somewhat reasonable.

After all, judging from the horror movies and novels he had seen, no team of daredevils exploring a morgue ever ended their adventure because they couldn't open the morgue door.

Otherwise, how would the plot continue?

How would the author earn money to support their family?

Wouldn't their heads be hammered to pieces by readers whose appetites had just been whetted?

Thinking about that scene, it was quite terrifying.

With a long and somewhat ear-piercing grinding sound, the morgue door opened to its fullest extent.

A cold air rushed towards them, mixed with a strange smell.

Cao Yang couldn't help but frown.

It was very dark inside.

Everyone held their breath.

There was no sound.

Yu Yu's heart, which had been raised, was slightly lowered, thinking: That's right, there are only dead people here, it would be strange if there were sounds.

But immediately, she was frightened by her own idea.

In the end, she simply stopped overthinking.

For the time being, she couldn't find any lights, so she had to take out her mobile phone and use the built-in flashlight for lighting.

Three mobile phones.

The light dispelled the darkness, and the appearance of the morgue was exposed to everyone's view.

The area was larger than everyone had imagined.

Against one wall were six or seven mortuary beds, as well as a trolley with a tray support placed at an angle, its metal surface gleaming in the light.

On the innermost side was a row of mortuary cabinets.

The mortuary cabinets were integrated with the load-bearing wall of the entire building. Each compartment was labeled with a unique number, and recorded the name and date of death of the deceased.

Jiang Cheng approached the mortuary cabinets, and Yu Yu naturally helped to check the surrounding movements.

Jiang Cheng and Cao Yang, with their flashlights, began searching for the name Zhang Zhaowei.