The lead surgeon excitedly said, "Mr. Solomon, we've succeeded!"

Solomon!

Gu Jianlin almost couldn't suppress a roar, but at the critical moment, he heard this name!

This was the person Old Gu had mentioned before, Mr. Solomon of The Order of the Hidden.

Back then, he was always investigating this person.

That's why he fell into The Order of the Hidden's trap.

With the flickering of the incandescent lights, someone approached the bedside, looking down at him.

The person appeared to be a man, yet his face was terrifying like a monster, resembling a blood-red skull, with an eerie and sinister smile as if admiring his proud masterpiece.

Just as Gu Jianlin was about to profile him.

The man seemed to sense something, suddenly stepping back half a step and looking around.

At that moment, all illusions collapsed with a crash!

Gu Jianlin didn't know when his forehead became drenched in cold sweat, he suddenly realized that the soft hand in his palm was so cold.

When he turned to look, Skylark was holding her forehead with exhaustion, tiny beads of sweat seeping from her snow-white cheeks, indicating that she too had endured the previous pain, such forced backtracking of karma was not a small burden for her.

The human Ghost Slayer Path doesn't possess this kind of ability.

She must have used the Authority of the Ancient God Clan.

"It's nothing, just feeling a bit sleepy."

She yawned, tiredly.

Gu Jianlin was about to say that she could sleep inside his body then, but felt the words were inappropriate.

Suddenly, vague footsteps echoed in the hallway.

Light as a cat's, yet still noticeable.

Gu Jianlin's expression changed slightly, he quickly pulled her behind a storage cabinet, hiding in a small corner.

This is really absurd, Skylark was almost asleep, her warm and tender body slumping against his embrace, with an enticing Lan She fragrance in her hair, not worried about being taken advantage of.

Someone pushed open the door to the morgue and walked in, turning on a flashlight.

It turned out to be a woman dressed in a black suit, wearing a black round hat, holding a delicate cane, after surveying the surroundings, her gaze locked onto the opened body bag.

"Someone's been here?"

She was clearly startled by the corpse, hesitating a long time before daring to approach with the flashlight for a closer look.

The light not only illuminated the corpse, but also her face.

Su Youxia!

"Why is she here?"

Gu Jianlin held the woman tighter, hiding even deeper.

Su Youxia was evidently more professional, taking out gloves and a full set of tools from her briefcase, extracting and preserving tissue samples from the body in bottles, even taking out a silver cross to place on the body, seemingly conducting some kind of special divination.

Finally, she took photos with her phone everywhere, clearly acting like a great detective.

However, just then, more footsteps echoed in the hallway.

Tonight's visitors weren't limited to her!

Su Youxia put away her briefcase, turned off the flashlight, and looked around.

Gu Jianlin had a sinking feeling in his heart, thinking it couldn't be.

Sure enough, Su Youxia first set her sights on his hiding spot.

At that critical moment, Skylark suddenly vanished, slipping into his shadow like a wisp of blue smoke.

Gu Jianlin heaved a sigh of relief, unhesitatingly virtualized to hide, retreating to the furthest corner.

Using the Lock of Nonexistence's concealment effect, it would be difficult for anyone to find her.

Just as he had anticipated, Su Youxia, upon approaching, didn't notice his presence, merely hiding herself against the cold wall, with no expression on her alluring face beneath the brim.

She had no idea that just beside her stood the most familiar stranger, watching her.

This kind of encounter was truly too startling and coincidental.

The morgue door was opened again, someone swaggered in, and even turned on the light.

It was an elderly white-haired youth, wearing a blue casual jacket paired with a white undershirt, loose beach shorts, and flip-flops.

Think Tank!

This person turned out to be Think Tank!

"Nani, someone beat me here?"

Think Tank looked around, shocked: "Could someone really be faster than me? Could it be those little punks? Impossible, most of the information I gave them was modified and misleading, right?"

But at this moment.

Gu Jianlin's expression changed drastically.

Su Youxia's eyes turned sharp, clenching her hand.

Think Tank was dumbfounded, wide-eyed as he looked around.

Because they all heard, the sudden rise of countless heartbeats in this morgue.

Besides the corpse of Miyamoto Shosuke.

All the body bags began trembling wildly.

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