Chapter 692 Showroom

At this time, Jiang Cheng found a journal on the desk. The cover read "Anatomy and Clinical Practice", which instantly reminded Jiang Cheng of the two anatomy professors mentioned by Yuan Xiaoyi.

After that incident, the two professors seemed to have disappeared. Not only did the students never see them again, but even the college website removed their names.

From the seal on the door, Jiang Cheng was 80% sure that this was the former office of the two professors, but it was closed after the incident.

"Doctor." The fat man said in a surprised voice: "Come and see, I found it!"

The fat man stood in front of a small table thrown alone against the wall. There were a few pieces of paper and a bottle of blue-black ink on the table. Under the ink bottle was a registration book.

Jiang Cheng picked it up and found that it was almost exactly the same as the one he saw in the security room just now.

Jiang Cheng handed the book to the fat man, "You come and sign it."

It can be seen that the fat man had a physical resistance to signing on it, but because the doctor asked him to, he did not hesitate and quickly signed his name on it - Wang Fugui.

After that, they didn't stay for long. They found the stairs on the other side and quickly came to the third floor.

Just after they came to the third floor, Huai Yi seemed to sense something. He turned his head and looked at the stairs he had just walked through. He frowned and said, "Did you hear any sound?"

Wen Liangshan swallowed and said, "I heard a little before. Could it be made by another group of people?"

"No. Huai Yi said in a deep voice, "Since we separated just now, we haven't heard the voice of the other group of people. I suspect that this building will block our communication with each other. Even if we are in two corridors on the same floor, we can't hear each other's cries for help. "

"So scary?" Seeing Wen Liangshan's inexperienced look, this is obviously beyond his cognition.

This is obviously saying that even if one team is killed by ghosts, the other team not far away may not know anything.

"It's not that scary. Just take care of yourself. "Jiang Cheng interrupted.

Huai Yi frowned slightly, but then Jiang Cheng patted his shoulder very naturally.

Huai Yi's eyes changed, and he immediately understood. Jiang Cheng also agreed with his guess, and he must have noticed that there was something following them in the darkness behind them.

But some guesses are just to know, don't say them out, because saying them out will only make everyone more afraid, and there is no benefit.

Even if there is something following them behind them, can they turn back now and fight that thing?

Now their only hope of survival is to get the signature.

Yuan Xiaoyi specifically mentioned that it was in the corridor on the 3rd floor. At the end, there is a second specimen exhibition room, which displays many human specimens in transparent glass jars.

There is no one inside, but it makes a strange "knock knock" sound in the dead of night, as if someone is knocking on the glass jar with their hands.

And there is no need to clean inside, it is very clean.

Jiang Cheng guessed that the registration book on the third floor should be stored in this specimen exhibition room.

Now that they have a target, their speed is much faster. Jiang Cheng is at the front and takes pictures of the wall with his mobile phone. After passing by one sign after another, they finally found this specimen exhibition room with strange stories.

"Second specimen exhibition room." The fat man said to the words on the sign beside the door, word by word.

Wen Liangshan looked at the door and said in a very strange tone: "Look, this door is open. "

It was then that everyone noticed that the door of the showroom was ajar, as if someone had left a small gap on purpose. When you get close, you can still feel the cold air coming out of the gap.

This time Jiang Cheng did not force Wen Liangshan, but pushed the door open himself.

After shining the flashlight inside, the scene inside made people feel cold on their backs. Different organs floated in the glass containers, and under the effect of the light, they looked even more weird.

The solution in the originally transparent glass jar also looked turbid, with flocs constantly surging back and forth, which made people's scalps numb.

Jiang Cheng and his companions slowly walked into the room. The first feeling they had was that it would be a pity for this setting if no supernatural events happened here.

The entire display The room was much larger than they imagined. It was divided into two rooms, one inside and one outside. There were several rows of display shelves in the middle of the room, which greatly limited the view.

Even though time was tight, Jiang Cheng did not let everyone separate.

If they separated in such a place, Jiang Cheng had a feeling that when they met again, there would be one less person or more people.

Quickly shuttling between the display shelves, Jiang Cheng became more and more sure that the registration book must be here.

After searching the display room outside, they went into the inner hall, but as soon as they stepped into the inner hall, the scene inside caught them off guard.

Rows of broken hands and feet floated in the glass container, as if greeting them, the uninvited guests.

"Strange, why are there so many hands and feet? "Huai Yi's voice was puzzled. Although he had never been to such a place, this was the specimen display room of the medical school, a place for students to observe the specimens more directly.

According to common sense, it would be enough to have a few of the same specimens, but there were dozens of broken arms and legs here!

What was the purpose of such a large number? Why did it feel like it was not a medical school, but rather a warehouse of a killer with a hoarding habit in foreign movies.

These were all collections.

Other people had similar feelings. Finally, when they turned a corner and went to the last row of the exhibition hall, Wen Liangshan, who was also using a flashlight, couldn't help but shout out.

"What the hell are you yelling about!" Huai Yi pulled him over. If the situation here didn't allow it, he would have taught him a lesson.

Wen Liangshan stared at the nearest glass jar, which was placed on a higher shelf. A human head was soaked in it.

Jiang Cheng also shone the flashlight on the human head. The solution in the glass jar was turbid. After so many years, the human head in the jar was still lifelike.

This was the head of a middle-aged man. From Jiang Cheng's perspective, he could see the pale muscles of the neck.

But fortunately, the human head closed its eyes and was very quiet.

As the light extended to the distance, the fat man's face became extremely ugly. The display shelf against the wall was full of human heads.

The impact brought by this moment was incomparable to other specimens.

But there was also good news. They found a small table opposite the display shelf where the human heads were placed. It seemed to be temporarily placed here.

On the table, there was a registration book.

This time Jiang Cheng leaned over and signed his name on it.

After signing, just as he looked up, his peripheral vision inadvertently passed over a glass jar containing severed fingers in front of him.

The next second, his movements froze, and through the reflection of the glass jar, he saw that the dozen or so human heads displayed behind him all opened their eyes.