Chapter 523 Puppetry?

"However, the most important thing right now is to solve this matter."

If you want to bring Shu Yishan's mother back intact, you must get rid of the soul that occupies her body. This is a small matter. Ning Tianlin can do it in minutes. Killing, deprivation, there are many ways!

But what made Ning Tianlin frown was the person hiding behind this soul! It was this person who forced this person's soul to be on Shu Yishan's mother! However, he just frowned. He, Ning Tianlin, was not afraid yet.

Although the specific strength of the person could not be obtained from the memory of this soul, he still knew some information.

"Let her stay here first, and wait for the people behind her to deal with it, and then come over."

Since he is here, Ning Tianlin will certainly not let go of the instigator who occupied Shu Yishan's mother's body. Such a person will go to hell! So he is ready to deal with the person behind first.

"Click!"

"Click!"

Ning Tianlin never opened the door of the ward. He turned around, went downstairs, and walked to the back of the hospital. He didn't even leave anyone to monitor the woman. With the existence of the combat system, it didn't matter.

Seven minutes later, Ning Tianlin appeared in a bungalow. This was the only bungalow Ning Tianlin saw in the hospital, and it occupied a large area.

I don't know if it was because of the strong air conditioning in this bungalow, or the three words above his head, "Mortuary", that made Ning Tianlin feel a chill at the door.

"Click!"

Without much hesitation, Ning Tianlin stepped forward, pushed open the iron door, and walked in. As he entered, three burly men in black stood at the door, not letting others in.

Even though there were not many people in this place.

"This temperature is low enough!"

Ning Tianlin opened the door and saw a table and a chair, with rows of folders and documents behind them. There was a bottle of wine on the table. It was not Erguotou, nor any domestic wine. If he knew something about foreign wine, he would know that it was a bottle of strong whiskey.

But there was no one on the seat.

"The morgue is indeed a place with a heavy yin energy."

The low temperature was not only due to the freezer. The coldness could also give people goose bumps. Even if Ning Tianlin stayed in this place, he felt a little uncomfortable. He always felt that the yin energy of the dead bodies gathered in this place.

"Tap!"

"Tap!"

It was very quiet here, and Ning Tianlin's footsteps even echoed.

"Oh, GOOD, another corpse is coming!"

Perhaps because of Ning Tianlin's footsteps, a poor Chinese voice suddenly sounded inside, with a happy tone, as if another corpse was coming and was very happy, but this voice also made Ning Tianlin raise his eyebrows. "Foreigner!"

"It seems to be the real owner! "

Ning Tianlin learned from the memory of the soul that the corpse collector in the morgue was a foreigner, but she didn't know which country this foreigner was from or what he was doing here.

"Where is the body!"

"Why is there no body!"

When the foreigner appeared, Ning Tianlin set her eyes on him. He was very tall, more than 1.9 meters tall, but he was older, about 50 years old, and a little thin.

But Ning Tianlin noticed that his eyes were very sharp, almost like a venomous snake. After just one glance at him, Ning Tianlin knew that he must have remembered his entire appearance.

"Who are you!"

"Why are you here!"

The foreigner obviously realized that the young man in front of him was not here to deliver the body, nor was he one of the people he often saw. He frowned and his tone was very unfriendly.

He didn't like strangers, and he didn't like strangers looking at him with their eyes straight.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I want to know who you are."

Ning Tianlin stared into the other person's eyes and said seriously.

"What do you mean? "

The other party's body tensed up, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at Ning Tianlin's eyes sharply. Even a cold killing intent rose up involuntarily, covering Ning Tianlin.

Could it be that the other party doubted his identity?

How could this be possible in China!

"Who do you say I am? I'm just an ordinary corpse collector." He stared at Ning Tianlin with a cold look and answered slowly. He even looked behind Ning Tianlin and found that there were no extra people following him, so he couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart.

It doesn't matter if I kill one person!

"You are a foreigner."

"Haha."

Ning Tianlin laughed suddenly. How could he know who the other party was? In the memory of the soul, he only knew that there was such a person, but he didn't know his identity. It was also this foreigner in front of him who put her soul into the body of Shu Yishan's mother.

"Sir, this joke is not funny at all."

The other party's eyes were already cold, as if he was very angry for Ning Tianlin's teasing him like this.

"Not funny?" Ning Tianlin responded, "Then tell me, what country are you from? I am very interested in a foreigner who has stayed in the morgue for more than three years. I am really very curious. "

Ning Tianlin had some intention of playing cat and mouse, and did not attack the other party immediately, "Could it be that you have necrophilia and like these corpses?"

"Or, are the corpses in the morgue useful to you?"

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

The foreigner's face was already ugly. He didn't know what the young man in front of him was looking for, and he didn't want to know. He only felt a hint of threat now. He seemed to read a hint of threat in the eyes of the young man in front of him.

Even if he stepped forward, he would push Ning Tianlin.

"Wow!"

But before the other party could reach Ning Tianlin, the sword flashed and the severed arm fell to the ground, blood splattered, followed by a shrill howl. Ning Tianlin directly used the dagger to chop off the opponent's arm.

Ignoring the foreigner's yelling, he said coldly, "I hate people pushing me!"

"despair!"

"despair!"

At this moment, the other party moved. Enduring the pain, he used his unbroken left arm to throw out a ball of gray metal slag. Then Ning Tianlin saw two golden humanoid creatures that were as tall as one person, with big bellies, long arms and short legs, appearing in the morgue.

"What the hell?"

Ning Tianlin narrowed his eyes and could not feel any life breath from these two metal human figures.

"Just two low-level puppets!"

The combat effectiveness system spoke at this time and explained Ning Tianlin's doubts.

"Puppetry?"

Ning Tianlin thought of this name in the cartoon. And he noticed that all the joints of the two puppets were protruding, as if they could rotate 180 degrees. Also, many of their parts are dark green, most likely smeared with poison.