Qiu Lan, who had a calm face, put the scalpel in her hand on Xue Yancheng's neck, her red lips moved slightly, and her tone was gentle, "Do you know? There are three ways to cut a corpse, and my favorite is the Y-shaped incision. ”

"This method starts with the bulge of your left and right chest, goes up to the shoulder, slashes down to the sternum, and then cuts along your abdomen. ”

She held the scalpel steadily, slowly sliding over Xue Yancheng's body.

"After that, the skin of your chest and abdomen is divided into three pieces. Qiu Lan lightly nodded on the position of his neck and chest, "The skin here will turn over to your face, and the left and right sides will be spread out on the dissecting table, and your internal organs and intestines will be exposed." ”

In this eerie and terrifying, carrion space, the cold voice had its own terrifying background music, and Xue Yancheng, who was lying on the dissecting table, gasped heavily, his hands were tightly clasped on both sides, motionless, his eyes flustered.

"Lan'er, Lan'er, don't, don't. ”

"What are you anxious about, I haven't finished talking yet, it's just a chest opening, are you scared?" Qiu Lan sneered, her eyes shining coldly.

After the words settled, she picked up the tweezers and the No. 2 scalpel next to her, "Look, this is a tool to strip your subcutaneous fat and pectoralis major muscles, that is, I can see if your heart is real." ”

"Lan'er, I'm sincere to you, to you, really!" Xue Yancheng furrowed his brows tightly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down uneasily, his hairs standing on end.

"No, I see that your heart is a little dark, otherwise why did you design and frame me with Qiu Yan three years ago?" Qiu Lan asked in a cold voice, and then lowered her eyes and continued to talk about the autopsy process.

"No, it's not like this, I don't want to, but it's all Qiu Yan's idea, I can't help it, so I did it. Xue Yancheng shook his head in a hurry, trying his best to clear his relationship.

But Qiu Lan didn't pay attention to him, but picked up a pair of sharp and thick scissors, "This is bone scissors, which can cut your sternum and ribs, and after that, I will use pointed surgical scissors to cut off your internal organs for a sample." ”

"And then. She paused, her eyebrows moving slightly, "I'll use intestinal scissors, cut your rectum, and see how much dirt is inside." ”

The cold scissors slid across Xue Yancheng's abdomen, moving down little by little.

"Here are your kidneys, which can secrete a variety of hormones, such as prostaglandins, which means that if my hand shakes slightly and hurts it, you will not be a real man in the future. ”

"And, of course, below. She raised the scissors, hung them above her lower body, and said coldly, "If I hurt you here, you won't be a man." ”

After speaking, she sneered, put down the scissors in her hand, walked over Xue Yancheng's head, picked up the craniotomy next to him, and gently placed it next to his ear, the cold alloy was tightly attached to his head.

"This thing, called a craniotomy, can break your skull, and the cerebrospinal fluid will flow out of the hole, and your body will slowly become numb, lose consciousness, fall into a coma, and finally fall asleep forever. ”

Qiu Lan moved the craniotomy in her hand and gently tapped Xue Yancheng's head, "Do you know? How many times have I wanted to use it to break your head, but I didn't do it because it wasn't worth it. ”

"You and the Qiu family have hurt me more than that, so I won't let you die easily, and of course, I won't let you live comfortably. ”

Suddenly, Qiu Lan stood up, silently stood next to the operating table, turned off the shadowless lamp, and stared down indifferently at the person lying on the dissecting table.

This man was already stunned with fright, his eyes were misty, his face was pale, his lips without a trace of blood kept trembling, his hands and feet were cold, and the sweat on his back had long since wet his clothes.

Looking at his appearance, Qiu Lan's heart was full of mockery.

Just two sentences that were such an understatement scared him like this, I'm afraid that after this time, he won't dare to approach again, right?

Qiu Lan, who had a calm face, deliberately hooked the corners of her lips, with a hint of weirdness in her smile, "By the way, I remember, last time you drugged my wine, it seems to be a drug." ”

"Do you like drugs?" she bent down and whispered in Xue Yancheng's ear, "Tell you quietly, in fact, the drugs circulating on the market are all average, and I have better ones here." ”

"Colorless and odorless, there is no one on the market, but the medicine is very effective, it can make you feel confused and your brain excited. Qiu Lan lowered her eyes coldly, and her voice was cold.

"You know what? If I inject you with this medicine, you jump down the stairs and die, no one will notice, and I am a forensic doctor, and in major criminal cases, the body will lie on this table, and I will dissect it. ”

"I can completely cover up all traces quietly, silently, and give you a verdict of suicide. Qiu Lan chuckled lightly, and looked at Xue Yancheng's cheek with the craniotomy in her hand, her eyes shining meaningfully.

The hands lying on the dissecting table swallowed nervously, their lips were pale, and the desperate silence slowly spread in their eyes, and a deep sense of powerlessness was revealed.

At this moment, he really felt the changes in Qiu Lan's bones.

She is no longer the girl who has no scheming and is weak and bullying before, now she has the ability to protect herself and the ability to avenge herself, she is completely better than Qiu Yan, no matter which aspect.

On this dissecting table, Xue Yancheng truly understood what it was like to be afraid.

"Lan'er, I, I. He pursed his lips and breathed heavily, but he couldn't say a word.

"Okay, it's just a game, why are you so scared?" Qiu Lan picked up his chin with a craniotomy, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and there was a chill in his harmless smile.

"By the way, Yan Cheng, didn't you just say that you were going to transfer the house to me? Did you sign it?" she put down the craniotomy and picked up the scalpel again, and put it in his ear, her tone calm.

"I, I haven't signed it yet, this, don't I have to talk to you first?" Xue Yancheng swallowed, his mind a mess.

That house was originally used by him to deceive Qiu Lan, but unexpectedly, now his jaw was choked by a sharp scalpel.

A deep sense of fear stimulated his brain.

"Then I know now, you can sign it, I'll sign it later, and then we can go." Qiu Lan thoughtfully fiddled with the scalpel in her hand, and her voice was cold.

"Good, good. Xue Yancheng furrowed his brows and nodded slightly.

Although he loves money and power, he is even more desperate for his life.

Now he is completely controlled on the dissection table, just like Qiu Lan said, if she cuts his artery now, no one will know.

"Well, I'll give you the pen. Qiu Lan took out the signature pen in her bag and put it on Xue Yancheng's body along with the contract.