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Chapter 229 The Story of the Bear (1)

On the way back to the bureau, Lao Mo told his colleague about the smiling face he met last night, and the colleague felt chills in his heart. When the dead body was transported back to the technical room, Lao Mo didn't look at any of it.

Well, the colleague vividly told the people in the technical room what happened just now. The result was that after these people listened to the ghost story, no one was willing to do autopsies on the two dead bodies, and finally in the technical room

The director made the decision. No one can escape from this matter. If there are difficulties, everyone will overcome them together. The autopsies of the two dead bodies were completed by all colleagues in the technical room.

It was said that everyone worked together to complete it, but Lao Mo was the one who performed the preliminary autopsy on the first corpse. The beginning must end. Although Lao Mo was unwilling in his heart, he still

I am also full of curiosity about these two corpses. Maybe what happened just now and last night were not supernatural events. Through in-depth autopsy, there will be scientific explanations.

In this way, the operating table was surrounded by colleagues from the technical room. The director personally held a camera and filmed the entire dissection process. The beginning was no different from the dissection of other corpses. The two deceased were cleaned.

After removing the body, Lao Mo cut open the deceased's chest, took out the contents, and handed them over to other colleagues for pathological experiments. Nothing unusual happened during this process.

However, when Lao Mo cut off the first deceased's ribs and prepared to take out the heart, a problem arose. The deceased's heart had actually been carbonized. Lao Mo had never heard of such a situation. And there was the incision.

The stubble on his ribs turned out to be dark gray, which seemed like a symptom of chronic poisoning. However, judging from the surface and the internal conditions of the liver and kidneys, there were no symptoms of chronic poisoning. The dark gray ribs made no sense, and then he got old.

Mo checked the hearts of the two deceased people and the bones in various parts. Without exception, the two hearts were exactly the same, as if they had been roasted by fire. Moreover, these bones were not of normal color and looked like silky chicken.

bone.

Just when Lao Mo was about to check the lymphatic and nerve lines of the deceased, the phone in the operating room rang. The colleague who had just appeared with Lao Mo answered the phone and after saying only a few words, the colleague's face

He turned pale again. After he hung up the phone, he turned to look at the person on the operating table. After taking a deep breath, he said: "Another dead person was found in that place just now."

Looking at the blackened mirror outside the window, no forensic doctor dared to go out alone this time. In the end, the director made the decision to go. Even if most departments followed suit, it would be good.

We arrived at the crime scene for the third time in twenty-four hours. This time the dead bodies were lying 20 meters away from the first two bodies. The three bodies formed a "pin" shape. When we were preparing to conduct a preliminary autopsy

, he came over with a tangled look and asked about the inspection reports of the two dead bodies, but did not get a definite answer. Lao Mo's director kept complaining that the captain did not arrange for his men to guard the place, which led to the third incident.

However, the criminal police captain was also full of grievances. He actually arranged for two small policemen to guard the scene of the crime. Just about four or five hours after Lao Mo and the others left, the two policemen who stayed behind just got drunk.

When they started smoking, they turned around and saw an unclothed body lying less than five meters behind them. The two policemen were stunned at the time. It took them a while to realize that they were not dreaming. This place was a deserted place.

In an open area with almost no blocking objects, this body appeared almost out of thin air.

This time, not only all members of the technical room came over, but also the entire criminal police team was mobilized. He left the dead body in the same place three times in a row and did it under the eyes of the police. This was obviously a provocation, even though the forensic doctor had not yet given any evidence.

The conclusion of the cause of death cannot be determined as to whether it was homicide, but now that the charge of abandoning the body has been determined, and one who disturbs public order cannot escape. Now the criminal police team and the local police have gone through it within ten miles, and there is no trace.

Find any clues.

While the criminal police team was busy, Lao Mo and the other forensic doctors were also busy. This time, the director personally conducted a preliminary autopsy, and the criminal police captain and the forensic doctors looked on. The deceased was younger than the previous two corpses.

, on the surface it looked like he was less than thirty years old. Like the last two times, there was no external trauma on the body, and the skin on the body was rotten in large areas. Finally, under the gaze of all the forensic doctors, the director cut open the body.

The back of the hand reveals the gray finger bones inside.

At this moment, a gust of cool wind blew over, making everyone shiver. The colleague who had just appeared on the scene with Lao Mo said: "Director, you don't know how evil this place is. Just finish the on-site investigation and leave the rest."

Go back to the station and continue..." Before he could finish his words, he saw the dead body lying on the ground suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the director's arm. The director screamed "Ouch!" and his hair fell on the spot.

After raising it up, the director sat down on the ground and tried his best to pull the hand away from his arm even though he was pulling and pulling.

Fortunately, the dead body on the ground made no further move except grabbing the director's arm. It was just like other dead people, lying motionless on the ground. The director was sweating profusely while working, and suddenly remembered that he was not alone.

Yes, while he continued to break away from the dead body, he said to the forensic doctors behind him: "Are you just going to do this and watch!"

These people are forensic scientists after all, and their courage is different from ordinary people. Although they didn't react for a while, after being woken up by the director's voice, several brave and discerning criminal police captains rushed over to help.

He opened the corpse's fingers and released the director from the corpse's hand.

After the criminal police captain pulled away the director, he accidentally glanced at the dead body on the ground. His sweat pores stood up again and he shouted loudly: "Look at the face of the dead body!" When the forensic doctors turned to look over, they saw

The dead body suddenly opened its eyes, and looked at the direction where the director was standing with a sad look on his face, as if he had just experienced the pain of separation and death.

Everyone took a few steps back, fearing that the dead body would jump up from the ground and rush towards them. The criminal police captain had already taken out his pistol, pulled the sleeve and pointed it at the head of the dead body and was about to shoot. The director pressed the button urgently.

He took off the captain's gun and said: "Don't shoot, it won't be worth anything if it's broken."

Just as the two were arguing, the dead body slowly closed its eyes, with a dead man's standard expression on his face. The surrounding police officers heard the movement here, and didn't know what was going on. They all stretched their necks and asked

Their captain looked over.

"What are you looking at! What do you think is a good thing!" The detective captain turned around and scolded his men, but it sounded like he was venting his dissatisfaction. At this time, the director had no intention of explaining to him, and he again

He carefully walked over to the dead body, and after making sure that the dead body had no vital signs, he turned back and shouted: "It was just a reflex nerve that was not necrotic. It's fine now. Can any of you go over and check it out?"

After the director finished speaking, his forensic doctors did not answer the call. Not to mention that these people were just eating this bowl of rice. Even ordinary people could see that the scene just now had nothing to do with reflex nerves. If it weren't for it,

Seeing that the person talking nonsense was his immediate boss, he had already pointed at his nose and cursed at him with a bad temper.

Seeing that no one among his subordinates spoke, the director felt a little embarrassed. He covered the arm where the dead body had just grabbed the purple mark and said, "Don't say I didn't remind you, the inspection report of this corpse will be placed in my office early tomorrow morning.

On the table. Do you want to wait until midnight before transporting him back for autopsy?" His words had an effect. Today's events have exceeded several forensic doctors' knowledge of the corpses. Now no one wants to interact with these bodies anymore.

Dealing with corpses, let alone being alone with a few of them one-on-one in the middle of the night.

The eyes of several forensic doctors were all fixed on Lao Mo. According to convention, in the same case, since Lao Mo handled the first corpse, there is no need to use others for the following corpses.

Lao Mo gritted his teeth and walked to the corpse and re-examined the body. The deceased's limbs were as stiff as wood. Not to mention grabbing someone like he did just now, Lao Mo couldn't bend his arms even if he tried hard. No abnormalities were found.

In such a situation, in the end the only option was to take the dead body back to the police station for a detailed autopsy.

After returning to the station, it was Lao Mo's job to dissect the corpse. He found a chance to call his father and told him about the strange things that had happened last night. After hearing this, his father

, didn’t speak for a long while, just when Lao Mo was wondering if there was something wrong with the phone, his father’s voice came from the other end of the phone, asking him not to touch those corpses anymore, and he could find any reason, even if it was

He said that his father was dying and had to go home as soon as possible.

When Lao Mo wanted to ask for more information, his father had already hung up the phone. Lao Mo felt more and more unsure. Finally, he simply listened to his father's words without asking for leave from the director, and threw the three dead bodies into the freezer.

, drove directly home.

After returning home, Lao Mo saw his father talking on the phone, but no one answered the phone. But Lao Mo's father had no intention of stopping and kept calling over and over again. Even Lao Mo walked up to him

No one around him paid attention.

When Dad made the phone call for who knows how many hundreds of times, there was finally a response on the other end of the phone. Dad was respectful and the person on the phone said something. Lao Mo had never seen his father have such an expression.

The call didn't last long. After five or six minutes, Dad hung up the phone and said to Lao Mo: "Don't go anywhere these days, just stay at home. When that person comes, listen to what he says

explain"

From the look on his father's face, he seemed to know something. But no matter how he asked him, his father would always say the same thing: "Wait a little longer. When that person arrives, you can ask him if you have anything to say." Father Mo

He took this matter very seriously and even turned off Lao Mo's mobile phone and cut off contact with the outside world (Mo Lao Mo did not have a computer at home)

In this way, Lao Mo slept one night at his father's house. This night Lao Mo had an immersive nightmare. One moment, he dreamed of three dead bodies standing on the bedside looking at him. Later in the night, he dreamed of the director.

With his face covered in blood, he said to him: "Why do you want me to die for you?" After Lao Mo was frightened and woke up, he found that the quilt on the bed was soaked with his own cold sweat.

In a daze, Lao Mo saw a foggy shadow on the bedside facing him. Lao Mo couldn't figure out if he was still in a dream, so he reached out to touch the shadow in a daze, and when Lao Mo touched it

The moment he saw the shadow, a deep cool air spread to his body along the fingertips. In this blink of an eye, Lao Mo felt as if he was in an ice cellar, and his teeth chattered with the cold.

I wanted to pull my arm back, but my fingers seemed to be sucked and couldn't move. Just when I was about to freeze, the door of his room opened, and Father Mo poked his head in and said, "What are you doing, in the middle of the night?"

Still not sleeping?"

Just after saying this, Father Mo suddenly stretched out his hand from behind and sprinkled a handful of white powder in the direction in front of him. The foggy figure disappeared instantly after touching the white powder.

In front of the Mo family's eyes, without the suction, Old Mo collapsed on the bed. Father Mo was still worried and continued to scatter the white powder in every corner of the room.

After waiting for a while, Old Mo had the strength to get up from the bed and said to his father, "How did you know something happened here?" Father Mo took a deep breath and said, "I could freeze in that room.

Wake up, if a friend hadn't taught me a trick before, your nickname would have been revealed tonight." Lao Mo looked at the white powder all over the room and asked his father: "This place is full of white flowers.

What is that?" Father Mo took out a plastic bag containing white powder from his pocket and threw it on Old Mo's bed: "Salt salt..."


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