He turned around and re-examined the words on the sign, nodding his chin slightly as if he were checking something.

Behind each name was a cold corpse.

But the numbers didn't match!

According to what was said on it, there were 18 names here, and there should have been 18 corpses, but they only saw 16!

This discovery instantly made their slightly relaxed hearts clench again.

After a brief explanation to the others, everyone gathered together to re-examine the room, especially the corpses inside the glass containers.

Finally, there was a new discovery.

In an inconspicuous corner, there were two more glass containers, but they were hidden by something like a shower curtain, so they hadn't been seen.

The moment the curtain was pulled open, the air in the display room seemed to become much more turbid, filled with a thick, strange smell.

There was the smell of formalin, but this smell was obviously stronger, and it was mixed with an indescribable greasy feeling.

But these were not important compared to the next discovery.

Because these two glass containers were different from the previous ones; these were empty.

There were no corpses.

Inside, there was only liquid, occupying about two-thirds of the container, with vague impurities like hair floating inside.

Even more terrifying was that the lids of these two containers had been pried open, one tossed aside and broken in half, and the other completely missing.

The nearby floor was covered with wet stains, and if you looked closely, you could find some sticky things on the glass containers, with black hair stuck to them.

"Glug." Fatty swallowed hard.

The situation was now very clear. If someone hadn't deliberately set up a trap, then the only explanation was that the corpses in these two containers couldn't stand the loneliness and had opened the lids themselves and run out.

"Let's go." Jiang Cheng slowly retreated, then led everyone away quickly.

Whether the corpses had gotten lost on their own or were having too much fun to come back, Jiang Cheng had no interest.

He knew what he wanted; he just wanted to find the register and end the hospital building mission, because that was the only way to rescue Xiao Ting, who was trapped here.

There was no need to come into contact with these risks that could perhaps be avoided.

But not long after they left, in a corner about 5 or 6 meters away from where they had been standing, there was a dark green metal cabinet.

The metal cabinet looked as if it had been abandoned for a long time, covered with a thick layer of dust, and was very inconspicuous in the messy room.

Unidentified tools were placed on top of it, and next to it was a fire extinguisher lying on the ground.

But if you looked closely, you could see liquid seeping out from the gap at the bottom of the cabinet, the liquid having a viscous texture, even capable of drawing silk.

......

The group moved quickly through the corridor, Jiang Cheng constantly paying attention to the movements around him, especially behind him, as if worried about something chasing them.

There were very few rooms on this side of the corridor. The group turned a corner and came to the other side of the corridor.

According to the previous agreement, this area was the responsibility of Gao Yan, Shen Mengyun, and the others.

But it didn't matter anymore; after all, the time was up, and if they hadn't found the last register, everyone would die.

"There's light ahead," Fatty said in surprise.

"It seems... it seems to be coming from a door. The door isn't closed tightly, so only a little bit of light is coming out," Wen Liangshan judged based on his life experience.

"Could it be Gao Yan and the others?" Huai Yi asked, while guarding his rear. The thought of that thing that was following them made him feel uncomfortable all over.

As they got closer, they found that it was indeed a door. From the outside, it looked like an operating room. The white door was ajar, and a soft light emanated from the crack.

Faintly, there were sounds coming from inside.

Compared to the previous dangers, this place was a little too friendly, and Wen Liangshan had a sentence stuck in his throat that he didn't dare say. He felt that after the door was opened, there would be a paradise-like place inside.

That was his feeling.

Even he himself found it incredible.

Finally, looking at the time, Jiang Cheng no longer hesitated, strode forward, and directly opened the white door.

Contrary to his initial guess, this was not an operating room, but an anatomy classroom.

A corpse was placed on the operating table, its chest cut open, and the internal organs were completely removed.

The corpse's head was also cut off.

A group of students in white coats were standing with their backs to them, surrounding the operating table, observing two teacher-like figures performing an anatomical operation.

Perhaps their entrance had attracted attention. One of the teachers, wearing professional clothes, a mask, and only showing two small eyes, suddenly looked up at them and said in a dissatisfied voice, "You're late for such an important class today."

"Sorry, something delayed us," Jiang Cheng walked up generously, because he had already seen the register, which was placed on the table behind one of the teachers.

Next to the register was a ballpoint pen, thoughtfully prepared for them.

Wearing rubber gloves, the teacher pointed to a part of the corpse and began to explain patiently, and a group of students, also wearing masks, nodded from time to time.

The lighting in this classroom was very good, not because of the lights, but because outside the window, it was a rare sunny day.

Jiang Cheng guessed that they should have been brought back to a certain day by a strange force, and on that day in the past, something terrible happened in this anatomy classroom.

Jiang Cheng immediately recalled the story Yuan Xiaoyi had told him: two professors and a group of students dissecting a corpse that should not have existed.

His gaze slowly swept over the two teachers, and soon he noticed that one of the teachers, who was bending slightly and looking down to explain, had a name tag on his chest.

Wang Wenli.

Jiang Cheng was no stranger to this name, because he had just seen it not long ago, in the first display room.

The name of one of the corpses was Wang Wenli!

It seemed that this teacher was one of the two missing corpses!

Then the identity of the other teacher was easy to guess; it must be the one next to Wang Wenli, the other professor who mysteriously disappeared after the anatomy class.

It seemed that after the ghost-faced old lady incident, both of the professors who had participated in the dissection at that time had met with misfortune.

At this time, Fatty, Huai Yi, Wen Liangshan, and the others also came over, surrounding the dissected corpse, pretending to be students with them.

If he were to rashly sign the register now, he would definitely be suspected. Just as Jiang Cheng was thinking about a countermeasure, he suddenly noticed that Fatty was winking at him non-stop, looking very nervous, and Huai Yi and Wen Liangshan's faces were also extremely pale.

Following Fatty's gaze, Jiang Cheng realized that he was talking about this corpse.

Only then did Jiang Cheng notice that the corpse's skin was smooth, and she shouldn't be too old. She was a woman, about 30 years old at most.

But in the next second, his eyes froze, and his gaze finally stopped on the corpse's hand.

The corpse had a very beautiful pair of hands, and on the middle finger of her left hand was a ring with a sapphire inlaid on the ring setting.

It was the same as Shi Xiaoya's.