"Hmm?" Yu Xing squinted his eyes as he held the note, discreetly glancing back.

No one passed by.

Is this assassin's note being updated in real-time?

Well, this seems to be a supernatural deduction game.

But do you think I care about this little bit of food? It's not as delicious as my own cooking... tsk.

Yu Xing stuffed the note back into the vegetables, calmly closed the door of the refrigerator, and bent down to open the freezer.

"If everything goes as expected... there should be something strange and unusual here to scare me, right?" he muttered softly, starting from the bottom and eagerly pulling open the cold drawer.

Empty.

A section of large intestine.

A heart.

Yu Xing: "The reserve food is not up to standard..."

Apart from the bottom drawer, there were two types of organs placed in the middle and top drawers respectively. The ones on top seemed to have been watered at the beginning and were tightly wrapped in frozen ice.

Yu Xing took them out and looked at them. They were both lifeless. As soon as he touched the large intestine, the ice layer cracked and fell down.

"Heh, putting these things in the refrigerator, do you think it can interfere with my judgment?" He cheerfully restored everything and closed the drawer, then closed the refrigerator door and washed his hands under the faucet.

Listening to the sound of water flowing through his fingers and the gurgling of the kettle next to him, another thought about the assassin came to Yu Xing's mind: The building where the assassin is located should be absolutely safe and there is no need to hide corpses in the refrigerator.

And from the precious jars in the dissecting room and the vegetables and meat on the top of the refrigerator, it can be inferred that the assassin's attitude towards the bodies is "collection" rather than "consumption".

Therefore, the two things in the freezer should have been intentionally placed there to make him think that the assassin eats them and develop a deep fear of the assassin in his heart.

Because humans have an instinctual fear of things beyond their understanding, and humans are creatures that love to associate. Often, with just a few hints, things can spread like a spider's web and achieve their purpose.

So the conclusion is that this assassin seems to prefer to mentally defeat the "doctor" rather than directly kill him.

Yu Xing wiped his hands and planned to search other cabinets in the kitchen for any numerical clues for the password lock. At the same time, his mind was not idle:

The assassin has a desire to defeat the doctor... His character is not calm, but he is afraid of being exposed as a normal person in reality, so he has developed a habit of patience. Once he has the opportunity, he will take action. This includes a desire for victory, vanity, and even a little fear of the doctor.

"Ah~" Yu Xing sighed inexplicably.

The assassin has too many weaknesses in his character.

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He only used some simple observations to infer the assassin's psychological state and analyze his character based on the assassin's behavior. This method is not difficult, but it has made the assassin suffer. Every "warning" and scare is like giving him clues.

Since he doesn't know if the assassin is constantly peeping at him in the form of a specter, Yu Xing decided not to mention this discovery. Otherwise, what if the assassin becomes unhappy and comes after him?

Now he is more curious about what his doctor character did to the assassin before being tied up.

"Ding—"

When he opened the cabinet for bowls and chopsticks, Yu Xing made a big movement, and the crisp sound of several iron chopsticks hitting each other interrupted his mockery... analysis, and he focused on finding clues.

The cabinet contained common kitchen items, lacking salt but having a complete set of pots and pans.

After flipping through it with little interest for a while, Yu Xing finally saw the "hope of the entire kitchen" in front of the microwave.

"What is this?"

The microwave was plugged in and the inside was bright. He could vaguely see a small key.

At the same time, a note was pressed under a bottle of soy sauce.

Yu Xing pulled out the note and read the first line:

【The microwave is fake. I never need to eat reheated food, after all, I have so many "fresh" ingredients here~】

"Poor thing, he even hinted to me that he eats corpses..." Yu Xing felt a second of pity for the assassin and mourned the assassin's groundless scare tactics.

He continued reading.

【This is actually a safe, with a three-digit password. Just turn the two knobs for time and temperature, and inside is the key to the toilet water tank. I've left you a surprise~】

【The puzzle is: In the morgue, we cast happy glances at you. We can sleep for many days, but you stay awake under our gaze. We don't know what you're counting, are you counting sheep?" One, two, three...】

【Oh, I forgot to mention, you only have three chances. If you fail all three times, this key will melt at high temperature, and you won't have a chance to escape, hahaha】

"Oh? A puzzle?" Yu Xing's gaze lingered on the given puzzle, completely ignoring the last gloating sentence from the assassin.

Two seconds later, he leaned closer to the two knobs of the microwave and looked at them. The knobs were thinner than normal and had finer markings. One complete circle had exactly one hundred markings, and only the 0, 45, 90, and 135 markings had numbers.

"Hmm... the morgue... counting sheep?" Yu Xing straightened up, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his eyes. "Isn't giving three chances too kind for this kind of word puzzle?"

He turned his head and looked around. Holding the knife he took from the dissecting room, he entered the hall.

The hall was still empty. It was clear that before Yu Xing, or rather the doctor, woke up, these iron beds had all held corpses, the owners of the organs in the jars in the dissecting room.

He didn't know where the bodies had gone.

This time, Yu Xing carefully observed. He visually measured the area of the hall by counting his steps. The hall was a 20x20 square, exactly 400 square meters.

The iron beds were evenly distributed, with a spacing of about three meters, and there were a total of 23 beds, excluding a few empty spaces.

After counting, Yu Xing returned to the kitchen and tapped the top of the microwave, making a slight muffled sound.

"According to readily available knowledge, the temperature in the morgue is set at -8℃."

He murmured softly and turned the 【temperature】 knob counterclockwise by eight markings.

"In the puzzle, when I couldn't sleep, I wasn't counting sheep, but the number of bodies in the morgue."

He turned the 【time】 knob clockwise by twenty-three markings.

"Click."

The microwave's lid suddenly popped open, and Yu Xing took out the silver water tank key, which was smaller than a normal key.

Holding the key, Yu Xing didn't waste any time. After leaving the kitchen, he went straight to the toilet.

The toilet was a general term, and Yu Xing thought it could also be called a "laundry room" or "bathroom".

As he walked in, he was greeted by two washing machines placed side by side, followed by a small wardrobe.

Inside the wardrobe were hanging towels and bathrobes, and below were shower gel, shampoo, conditioner, and other bathing products. It must be said that if one ignored the current situation, Yu Xing would think this place was quite nice.

At least the floor was clean, and he could walk around the room barefoot without any problems.

Opening the sliding glass door, Yu Xing peeked inside. It was the shower area.

The toilet was inside the shower area, and his target, the water tank, was also there.

With the key in his hand, Yu Xing calmly walked over.

There was no need to ponder why the water tank was locked. He inserted the key into the lock and turned it gently, and the lid opened smoothly.

The water tank was not large, and Yu Xing guessed that it probably couldn't fit a human head inside. Curiosity piqued, he wanted to see what the so-called surprise was.

There was only a note.

"Um..." Yu Xing made an uncertain monosyllabic sound, seemingly hesitating whether or not to criticize the assassin for liking to play with small notes.

How old are you? Always doing these useless things!

He glanced at the content of the note.

【The key to the bedroom is sewn inside a human body. Can you guess which one? Hahaha... want to go out and enjoy the view?】

The bedroom? So the room that couldn't be opened is actually a bedroom. It turns out someone lives here...

While Yu Xing was thinking, the bright light above suddenly flickered as if it was being disturbed, and started to dim and brighten irregularly.

He raised an eyebrow and, passing by the wardrobe with a "creak" sound, suddenly, the light went out completely.

His eyes, accustomed to the light, were suddenly surrounded by darkness. Yu Xing closed his eyes to adjust for a moment and quickly adapted his vision. He glanced outside with a virtual gaze.

Not only did the toilet's light go out, but the hall also lost its brightness. It seemed as if someone had pulled the main switch.

He slowed his pace and walked to the side of the washing machine. A small red light appeared in the hall.

The red light was flickering, and it was easy to recognize that it was a candle.

"Is someone there?"

He squinted his eyes, keeping a distance, and could vaguely see the silhouette of a person's head and arms in the red light.

However, that person seemed to be lying down. Judging from the height, they were lying on one of the iron beds.

Those were the iron beds for the bodies.

Without giving Yu Xing much time to observe, one after another, red lights lit up in succession, and Yu Xing mentally counted: 23 places.

The iron beds that were empty just now now each had a person lying on them, or rather, a corpse.

The corpses held red candles in their hands, and the eerie red light from the candles formed a large "candlelight" scene in the darkness.

They seemed to be conveying a message to Yu Xing:

They hoped that he had something to do, and they hoped that he would disappear.

If it were someone else, they might be frightened by this "underworld" scene and hesitate for a while. But after Yu Xing saw it clearly, he didn't stop for a moment and went straight to the nearest iron bed.

He stood silently next to a corpse, barefoot and soundless.

This was the body of a young boy. The body lay straight, with little visible decay. The hands were gathered in front of the chest, holding the red candle. If one didn't pay attention, they might think he was just sleeping.

When Yu Xing slightly bent down to examine the body, the tightly closed eyes of the corpse moved, suddenly opening. A pair of hollow eyes stared at him without blinking.

With this as the starting point, the other corpses also opened their eyes one after another, turning their heads at different angles and staring at Yu Xing.

Just like in the puzzle, they were gazing at him.

But unlike the puzzle, where the person couldn't sleep all night, Yu Xing's heart remained calm, and he even slightly curved his lips.

The red light reflected on his pale skin and loose patient gown, giving his slightly feminine features a touch of enchantment and an unreal illusion, making people inexplicably anxious.

Under the gaze of more than twenty corpses, he had a gentle smile on his face as he touched the hair of the corpse in front of him.

"That's right, I've been wondering where you all went. A corpse party, how could it be without you?"