Bureau Seat, What Happened in 1999 Can't Be Hidden

　　Every day, Zhang Qilin, Wang Ye, and Ma Baoer will be on the training ground, and Zhao Yi will arrange training for each of them.

　　As for Zhao Yi, he would sit and watch while holding the chained weasel.

　　During these days, the weasel's temper was really worn out, as if he had already accepted his fate.

　　This made interesting scenes often seen on the training ground of the bureau.

　　A senior leader wearing a military uniform with shining lights on his shoulders, led a weasel and sat in the shade, and even chatted happily.

　　On the contrary, the weasel is also very human, often leaning cross-legged by the tree, as if it is a person.

　　Fortunately, the bureau is in a hidden location, and its training ground is very private, so it was not seen by others.

　　"Brother Zhao, when will you let me go?"

　　This has become a question that weasels ask almost every day. Looking at Zhao Yi, who is sitting beside him and watching the training of the three people in front, the weasels still ask persistently.

　　And Zhao Yi always has only one response to this question:

　　"When I want to let you go, I will let you go."

　　This made the weasel seem to see hope, and hurriedly asked:

　　"When did you want to let me go?"

　　Zhao Yi said lightly:

　　"I don't want to let you go."

　　Although this weasel is quite cultivated, his IQ is no better than that of a human being, so he can't get around this logic at all.

　　Therefore, he asks this question almost every day, and Zhao Yi's answer has never changed.

　　But this added a little fun to Wang Ye and the others.

　　Through contact with Wang Ye and a few people, they also discovered that this weasel is not bad at heart, and sometimes it is quite funny. Although he still proudly calls himself Lord Huang Xian, he is a coward in front of Zhao Yi.

　　The whole bureau was in an extremely calm state, as if the outside world had nothing to do with them.

　　Zhao Yi naturally understands the difficulty of the commander in this, but he knows that it is not the time to show his face in the game.

　　Although the commander's ambiguous remarks at the press conference will cause a lot of confusion among the masses, the matter will eventually pass.

　　And if you tell them the truth, and tell them that the reason for the disappearance of the bus is an adult weasel, it will only set off a bigger storm than now.

　　For ordinary people, the less they know, the happier they will live.

　　 The situation may eventually appear in front of the world, but it is definitely not now.

　　Zhao Yi, who knew this well, did not express any attitude during this period.

　　It's just that he watches the training of the three people every day, and then comforts the weasel who is chained to the door and acts as a watchdog.

　　Zhao Yi is very clear that this incident will never happen only, and the game will start again in the end.

　　What he has to do is to improve the combat strength of all the members of the bureau before the next incident.

　　Only in this way can the bureau be invincible in all kinds of supernatural events.

　　And the fact is as Zhao Yi expected. As time goes by, people have fewer and fewer questions about the disappearance of the bus. The 30 comatose people have already woken up and been discharged from the hospital and returned to their respective families.

　　Although there are still people discussing it, it can't make any ripples. Time and firewood, rice, oil and salt, in this turbulent metropolis with red lights and green wine, have finally smoothed everything out...

Chapter 40

　　Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Morgue at Midnight

　　On June [-], nearly two months have passed since the bus disappeared.

　　With the passage of time, the fishing reels that were set off finally gradually subsided.

　　This seems to have only become a topic of conversation when people are occasionally bored. As for the truth behind it, few people care about it.

　　Qingcheng Zhongshan Hospital, as the largest public hospital in Qingcheng, can be regarded as the existence of Qingcheng medical authority. After nearly two months of hustle and bustle, it is finally about to usher in quietness.

　　In the hospital corridor, a doctor was walking with a document and said to the nurse on the side:

　　"The last comatose patient can also be discharged from the hospital now, just come back and take her to go through the formalities."

　　The nurse nodded, and the news was also a happy thing for her.

　　As the most authoritative hospital in Zhongshan Hospital, [-] comatose people who were missing on the bus were naturally arranged to receive treatment here. The increase in the number of [-] people increased the work pressure in the inpatient area, as well as the need to sneak in and take pictures from time to time. The paparazzi, and the reporters who surround the door every day.

　　And now, with the gradual recovery of [-] people, the last person can finally be discharged today, which made the medical staff couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

　　"Doctor Zhang, what do you think is the cause of this coma?"

　　In her spare time, the nurse also asked the most curious questions in her heart.

　　However, the doctor looked around and shook his head:

　　"In fact, this has not been found out yet, the patient's physical condition is extremely good, and no reason for the coma can be found.

　　Strange to say, this is the most confusing thing I have ever encountered in medicine. "

　　The nurse said suspiciously:

　　"Yes, and not only is the condition strange, but the reason for the disappearance of the bus is also quite strange. It seems that there is still no accurate answer, right?"

　　The doctor nodded slightly:

　　"I think this is unusual, but who knows, we can't find any answers even if we are curious..."

　　The two walked towards the office while chatting, but this conversation represented the views of many people on the matter.

　　There are other secrets, but there is no way to find out.

　　……

　　At this time, the night was deep, the moon was bright and the stars were thin, and the Zhongshan Hospital at one in the morning was finally no longer crowded.

　　The outpatient department was dimly lit, and the doctor on duty was drowsy.

　　The entire building is up to [-] floors, and each department has a clear division of labor. The inpatient department above the [-]th floor is overcrowded at this time, and many patients can only hang one bed in the corridor.

　　The eighteenth floor of this building is filled with people almost every day, but few people care about the basement floor of this building.

　　Simply because there is only one solitary department: the morgue.

　　At this time, it was late at night, and in the guard room of the morgue, the dim yellow-brown lights would always turn on and off due to unstable wiring.

　　The gatekeeper Lao Zhang has been in this position for more than ten years.

　　With no children and a quirky personality, he also seemed to prefer spending time with the silent corpse in the freezer behind the door.

　　Lao Zhang was lying on the bed in the small room with his eyes closed, reviewing what happened today.

　　In the morning, another corpse was delivered. It was a girl, of her youthful age, who died because the patient's treatment was ineffective.

　　According to the regulations, after parking here, the family members should quickly take care of the funeral and take the corpse away, otherwise it will be a high mortuary fee.

　　Lao Zhang also inadvertently glanced at the girl who was pushed into the morgue. She had a beautiful face. If there were no patients, she would definitely be a lovely girl.

　　"Ugh……"

　　Thinking of this, he sighed softly, sighing that life is impermanent, life and death are uncertain.

　　"Dong dong..."

　　At this moment, there was a slight tapping sound in Lao Zhang's ear, which made Lao Zhang sit up smartly.

　　He scratched his ears suspiciously, even thinking he had heard it wrong.

　　This is a morgue, and it has always been silent. Where did that sound come from?

　　"Dong dong..."

　　It was the sound again, and it came from behind the two iron doors. It seemed that something was constantly knocking on something.

　　Lao Zhang has been here for ten years, and he has never lost anyone in terms of guts, so although he feels strange, he doesn't think too much about it.

　　He stood up and walked to the screen, wanting to see the surveillance screen inside.

　　Since Zhongshan Hospital is the largest public hospital, it purchased a batch of analog cameras. Although the picture is extremely poor and it is a black and white screen that cannot record sound, such facilities are considered advanced in this era.

　　"rustle……"

　　But at this time, he was surprised to find that the only camera in the morgue had turned into a snow screen.

　　Lao Zhang patted the screen, but still no picture appeared, which made him feel very strange.

　　"Dong dong..."

　　The percussion was slow but regular, and the sound was deep and evident in the silence.

　　Old Zhang looked at the door of the morgue not far away through the window doubtfully. After thinking about it, he picked up the flashlight and walked towards it.

　　Above the gate, under the yellow lamp tube, the three characters of the mortuary were chilling.

　　Lao Zhang slowly approached the door, but did not open it immediately, but put his ear to the door, held his breath, and listened carefully to the sound inside.

　　"Dong dong..."

　　It was the knocking sound again, and Lao Zhang was stunned for a moment. The people who stopped here were all dead people. How could such a sound come out?

　　Old Zhang, who never believed in ghosts and gods, immediately turned around and went back to get the key, intending to find out.

　　When he returned to the front door again, his heart was a little unsure, and his hands trembled slightly.

　　Finally, the key was inserted into the door, and with a heavy rubbing sound, Lao Zhang opened the door to a gap and walked in slowly.

　　"what!"

　　It wasn't long after that, Lao Zhang's heart-wrenching scream came from the morgue, with a strong sense of fear and hopelessness in his voice.

　　The huge underground first floor morgue seemed to be calm all of a sudden. No one heard Lao Zhang's cry, nor did he hear it. There was a subtle voice in the corridor.

　　The sound was as if someone was walking slowly with bare feet.

　　……

　　The next day...

　　The Qingcheng National Security Bureau, the serious crime team, is currently summarizing the case that has just been concluded.