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Due to the remote location of the Burial Forest, there were no places to eat nearby, and Qingqing and his colleagues found that no one would deliver food to them. Therefore, they drove for half an hour to find a place to eat.
After a while, Qingqing led all his colleagues away from the restaurant, driving their police car toward the Burial Forest. They had already searched the entire forest throughout the day and collected all the ropes inside. Now, they just needed to transport the eleven bodies to the city morgue, and their mission would be complete.
Half an hour later, Qingqing parked the car by the roadside instead of driving it right up to the edge of the forest. They had brought a total of thirteen police cars, and there was simply no room to park in front of the Burial Forest. Additionally, three hearses were already there specifically for transporting the bodies; they did not need police cars for that purpose, as they only needed to load the bodies onto the hearses.
Each member of Qingqing's team held a powerful flashlight as they walked together in a group of over thirty people, illuminating their surroundings with beams of light. Despite the eerily quiet environment, their large numbers made them feel no fear at all.
Qingqing walked at the front of the line. Although he did not heed Huang Ping's warnings, he still kept Huang Ping's concerns in mind. As he approached the Burial Forest, he shone his flashlight into the nearby trees, keeping a watchful eye on what lay within.
When Qingqing reached the edge of the Burial Forest, he noticed nothing unusual and felt a sense of relief wash over him. He shook his head lightly and muttered to himself, "Huang Ping is indeed unreliable. Those dead people have turned into corpses; how could they possibly come back to life?"
Turning around, Qingqing quickly divided his colleagues into eleven groups, with each group responsible for carrying one body. He positioned himself behind one of the hearses to record the details of the body transport.
The group of officers were all tall and strong; they often handled corpses without issue. They walked into the Burial Forest with smiles on their faces, seemingly unconcerned about transporting bodies.
Once Qingqing saw that group move further away, he could only faintly see weak lights filtering through the trees. At that moment, he found himself alone next to the hearse; suddenly, everything around him became eerily quiet, and he could even hear his own breathing.
"Caw caw~~" A sudden cawing from a crow in the forest startled Qingqing, sending chills down his spine. He rubbed his arms and regretted not having asked two people to stay with him. "If I had known, I would have had someone keep me company. Being here alone is a bit frightening."
Shaking his head, Qingqing prepared to smoke a cigarette to bolster his courage. He reached into his pocket for a cigarette and placed it between his lips before pulling out a lighter to ignite it.
"Whoosh~~" Just as Qingqing lit the lighter and was about to light his cigarette, a sudden gust of cold wind blew in front of him and extinguished the flame.
"Why did it suddenly get windy?" Qingqing shook his head, using his left hand to shield the lighter from the wind as he tried to ignite it again. He carefully brought the lighter closer, but another gust of cold wind swept by, blowing through his fingers and extinguishing the flame.
Qingqing was startled, cold sweat breaking out on his back. His mouth trembled, causing the cigarette he was holding to fall to the ground. Just moments before, when the cold wind had blown past him, he sensed someone behind him blowing towards his lighter. That gust was no natural phenomenon; it felt as if someone was standing right behind him, causing mischief.
"Qing Team, something's wrong! The bodies in the forest are gone; only Cute's body is still there!" At that moment, anxious voices came from the forest. They had just arrived at the spot where the bodies were placed and found it empty, with only black body bags remaining, all the corpses inside missing.
Initially, they thought someone had stolen the bodies. However, they were puzzled as to why anyone would go through such trouble instead of simply carrying off the bags. They spread out in the forest to search and eventually found only Cute's body in a pit while all the others were nowhere to be seen.
Hearing those anxious voices and recalling Huang Ping's earlier warning along with the sudden blowing sound behind him made Qingqing break out in a cold sweat. His body stiffened, and his heart raced so violently it felt like it might leap out of his throat.
Yet, Qingqing dared not turn around even once. He pretended not to notice the strange occurrences behind him and remained motionless in place.
After a while, the group emerged from the forest carrying Chen Mengmeng's body. Their flashlights shone towards Qingqing beside the hearse, causing everyone to gasp in horror and stop in their tracks, fear evident in their eyes as they looked behind Qingqing.
They glanced back and saw that the ten missing corpses were standing rigidly behind him. The bodies opened their eyes eerily, their faces contorted into stiff smiles as they stared at the group of anxious individuals in front of them, making them retreat a few steps in fright.
One of them forced down his fear and pointed at Qingqing's back, stuttering, "Qing... Qing... Team! There's someone behind you! No, no, it should be that Corpse is standing behind you. The missing bodies are right there!"
Upon seeing the expressions on their faces, Qingqing had already formed a guess in his mind. After hearing that person's warning, he gritted his teeth and stopped hesitating. He turned and ran towards the police car parked by the roadside while shouting loudly, "Run! Everyone get to the police car and leave this cursed place!"
Seeing Qingqing's actions, the group dared not linger any longer and hurriedly ran towards the roadside as fast as they could.
"Hehe, trying to run? Not a chance! Stay right there!" The ten corpses let out a chilling laugh as they swayed slightly before quickly pursuing Qingqing and the others.
Qingqing was closest to the group of Corpses, and soon he was pursued by two of them. The two Corpses lunged at him with force, knocking Qingqing to the ground. They turned and sat on his neck, opening their mouths to bite at his throat.
As Qingqing faced the imminent threat to his life, the fear in his heart began to fade. He quickly drew his pistol from his side and shoved it into the mouth of one of the Corpses. With a fierce roar, he shouted, "You want to kill me? Not a chance! Go die!"
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