Don't Get On My Bed/C8 Further Instructions
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C8 Further Instructions

I was curious about him, so I asked him why he was dressed like this in the middle of the night.

He smiled and said, "It's not good for a little girl to know too much."

Hearing this, I immediately felt that he was very mysterious, but I didn't dare to ask any further questions. I only kept my eyes on him at all times in case he did something to me.

But it turned out I was worried, and about an hour later we were at my apartment building.

"How much is it?" I asked.

"No charge." "No," he said.

You don't charge money for a ride, is there such a good thing?

But now that he thought about it, it was normal for him to not charge money. After all, receiving customers in places like Marlboro was definitely not for the sake of earning money, so why would he bring a taxi there in the middle of the night?

Then I thanked him and got out of the car.

But just as he was about to leave, he suddenly said to me, "You have moved something you shouldn't have. You better do what you have to do in the future!"

After saying that, he drove away.

I was stunned for a moment. I felt that he clearly knew what I had done at the Marlboro, that I was holding a head in my arms, and that what he had said should not be touched was this head. But why shouldn't this head be moved?

I couldn't figure it out, so I stopped thinking about it and went upstairs to my room. I quickly put my head in the corner and stayed far away.

It was impossible to take a dead head home without psychological pressure.

At this time, Mr. Liu sent me a message asking if I had made it home.

"He's back. He's fine, I just don't know how to handle this head." I replied.

"With regards to the brain matter, you should contact that ghost. It should be able to give you further instructions." "No," he said.

"Reach out to it?" I was startled.

"Hehe, it's fine if you don't want to contact it on your own, but ghosts have a strong ability to sense their own corpses. It must have sensed that its head is in your room, if you don't contact it, it might come to visit you." "No," he said.

What! It would be better for me to contact it than to let it into my room.

I immediately found the ghost's number and sent it a message. "Big Brother Ghost, I've found your head. Shouldn't you do as we said and remove the corpse stains on my body?"

After a few minutes, it replied, "You're fast, but you're not done with my 'find my head', so you can't get rid of the body spots."

Was he trying to go back on his word?

Although I knew that I shouldn't mess around with the ghost's words, after being fooled like this by it, anger rose in my heart. I suppressed my fear of it and immediately sent a message to it, "I'm telling you, if you don't give me the corpse spots, I will immediately chop your head into pieces!"

"Aiyaya, don't be angry. It's not like I'm lying to you. When I say 'get my head back', I mean connect my head with my body. If my head isn't on my body, then can I be considered to be back?" It replied.

I was stunned for a moment. It made sense. The head isn't on its body. It can't really be considered to be back. After all, the body is the home of the head.

Of course, no matter what it said, it was still suspicious of me. Besides, where was its body?

It sent another message: "So, to make my head really come back, you have to find my body and put it back."

"Your head has already moved, how can you pick it up?" I feel ridiculous.

"Hehe, this is not something you need to care about right now. When you find my corpse, I will tell you how to retrieve your head." It said.

I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Could it be that moving one's head could really bring it back?

"My body is in the hospital mortuary. As long as you enter, you will be able to see it easily. You can bring it back to your house later." It said again.

F * ck, what a joke, this is stealing a corpse, it's a crime, if someone saw me calling the police, I would have to go to a police station, so I immediately refused, "No, I can take my head to the morgue to get your body back, but I definitely can't take it home."

"Sure, but if you do this, I won't remove the corpse spots. You will become my wicked wife." It said.

It threatens me! This really pisses me off.

"Alright, tonight's conversation was very pleasant. I'll be waiting for your good news. Bye bye, wife." It sent the last message.

F * ck, this ghost really doesn't care about face.

Now, it seems that this matter is far from over, and this ghost is good at going back on his word. I don't think that even if the corpse is brought back to the head, it will necessarily remove the body spots.

Thinking about it this way, I don't feel good about this. It must have been a sin in my previous life that caused me to repay it in this life.

Forget it, it doesn't matter how much I think about it. It doesn't matter if the corpse spot will be removed in the end. I can only do as it says, otherwise it definitely won't remove the corpse spot.

Then I went to take a bath. I felt hungry and soaked a bucket of instant noodles, but as I ate, I felt a pair of eyes looking at me from the corner. I turned my head and found that my coat had loosened around my head.

God, what a shock to be alone with a head.

I composed myself, not daring to go back to eat the rest of the instant noodles, and went straight to bed.

It wasn't until noon the next day that I woke up to find the body spots were like a hand wrapped around my neck. The skin around my neck was emitting a rotten stench that made my heart tighten.

I washed up a bit, ordered a takeaway, put on a scarf and went out to take a taxi to the hospital.

Of course, stealing a corpse was only possible at night, but before that, I had to look at the environment inside and outside the hospital to formulate a feasible plan for the body stealing operation at night.

This was his family's small hospital. It was quite far from the center of the city and very close to the suburbs. The surroundings couldn't be considered bustling, and it was a bit deserted.

The morgue was usually in the hospital's basement. However, after further exploration, it was found that this hospital did not have a basement at all. Moreover, it was very strange to find that the morgue was located at the end of the corridor on the top floor of the outpatient clinic!

At this moment, the steel door of the morgue was tightly shut. I was a little worried. Without the key, I wouldn't be able to steal a corpse even if it were night time. After all, I didn't know how to unlock it, not to mention the hospital's surveillance system.

"Hey, who are you? What are you doing there?" Suddenly, a berating voice rang out from behind him.

I turned to see a young man, not wearing a hospital uniform, looking familiar.

"Wang Xiaoxiao?" He suddenly cried out in alarm.

I was stunned. "You know me?"

"What the hell, you really have forgotten so much. I'm your junior high classmate, Liu Xiong." He laughed.

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