Chapter 5 — The Evil One Wants to Replace Me as the Chief Master's Wife

Two young soldiers, eighteen and nineteen years old, immediately stepped forward. One person was as thin as a pole, the other person still had the immature look of a rookie on his face. Luc Tranh gave them two flashlights. "Go down. Follow the pipe forward. No matter what you encounter, you must first go back and report." "Okay!" Two soldiers entered the cave entrance one after another. The flashlight wavered on the wall, the sound of footsteps mixed with the sound of water, getting farther and farther away. I stood there with my hands against the wall, the sweat in my palms soaking my sleeves. Five minutes later, there was finally a sound from inside. The soldier, as thin as a pole, stuck his head out of the cave entrance, his eyes shining: "Chief! At the end of the pipe is an abandoned boiler room! Inside there is the sound of a baby crying!" I immediately rushed forward but was caught by Luc Tranh. "Which way to get to the boiler room?" "The pipe leads straight inside, but there is also a way outside. The main door of the boiler room is located at the west end of the first floor, diagonally opposite the morgue!" Luc Tranh pulled me and strode towards the room. boiler. The light in the morgue hallway was white, and the air was filled with the smell of formaldehyde. The boiler room is at the end of the hallway. On the door was wrapped an iron chain the size of a thumb, and on the chain hung a brand new lock. A new lock. Luc Tranh let go of my hand, pulled out the gun from his side, reversed the barrel, then used the butt of the gun to hit the lock with a "bang" sound. The lock burst. Luc Tranh kicked open the iron door. The boiler room was covered in dust. The corner is filled with broken chairs, rotten wooden crates and old, yellowed newspapers. In the corner behind the boiler there was a torn open cardboard box. Inside the box were lined with old clothes. Two small bodies wrapped in blue and white floral diapers and light yellow striped diapers, lying crowded together. My son is crying. The boy's face turned red, his two small fists clenched tightly. Tieu Ho bot prevents file copying. When looking for books, choose the Tieu Ho robot, which is stable, reliable, and doesn't fall into traps! My daughter doesn't make a sound. Her small face was exposed through the diaper, her lips were purple, her eyes were closed, not moving at all. Luc Tranh took off his military jacket, squatted down, wrapped both children in his jacket and picked them up. The fleece layer inside the military jacket covered two small bodies, revealing only two wrinkled faces. I rushed forward and reached out to touch my daughter's face. Cold. I opened my mouth, feeling like my throat was filled with cement, unable to utter a single word. Luc Tranh bowed his head, pressed his daughter's nose and mouth close to his lips, paused for three seconds. "Still breathing." He wrapped his jacket tighter in another layer, pressed the two children to his chest, then turned and walked out. His footsteps were so long that the company commander behind him had to run to keep up. "Call a doctor! Neonatal department, incubator, immediately!" The two children were taken into the incubator for monitoring. Luc Tranh appointed two soldiers to stand guard in front of the neonatal department door. Then he turned back into the hall. Lam Uyen Tran was still standing there, her arms held tightly by two soldiers. She lifted her chin, pursed her lips into a straight line, and looked as if the whole world owed her an explanation. Luc Tranh walked up to her, without beating around the bush: "What's that old man's name? Where is he?" Lam Uyen Tran blinked, looking innocent: "Which old man?" "I don't know any old man. You guys kept me here for half a day. I just went out to go to the bathroom and you guys kept me like a criminal. Now I want to go back to the hospital room." Luc Tranh didn't look at her. He turned his head and glanced at the nurses standing in the hall. A nurse with short, ear-length hair hesitantly took a step forward. "Chief... I, I saw it." Lam Uyen Tran's eyes were immediately sharp as knives shooting towards her.

that. The nurse looked at her to the point that she shrunk her neck, but still finished: "Before the old man pretended to faint, he stood in front of the hospital room door and talked to Lam Uyen Tran for a long time. Their heads were close together, their voices were lowered very low. At that time, I was passing by with a tray of utensils, and she looked at me. Waiting for me to go away, the two of them continued talking." Lam Uyen Tran's face turned pale. "You're talking. What nonsense? I don't know that person at all. He was standing in front of the door, I thought he was a family member of some patient so he casually said a few words. Is that considered an accomplice? "The nurse bit her lip: "I didn't say you were an accomplice. When looking for books, choose the Tieu Ho robot, which is stable, reliable, and doesn't fall into traps! In the hall, people began to whisper. Luc Tranh did not give Lam Uyen Tran a chance to continue to justify. He turned around and ordered the company commander: "Pull that old man out for me. Don't miss any corner of the hospital. The morgue, the body storage cabinet, the body transportation path, search everything." "Clear." Half an hour later, two soldiers pulled a person out of the body transportation path behind the morgue. The old man crouched under a cart, his arms and legs curled into a ball, his white hair covered in wall dust.