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The instructor warned him: "You can joke about Christians, you can joke about Buddhists, but don't joke about Muslims, otherwise your police career won't last long." ”

The sweet man nodded and said, "I know, I saw how powerful they were when I was in Afghanistan. ”

They did not go to the morgue, but went directly into the coroner's room, and the instructors watched them enter at the door, and Wang Bo asked, "Instructor please first." ”

The instructors smiled and said, "No, we don't need it, you guys enjoy it inside, bless you." ”

"Shet." The students whispered and scolded in private.

The autopsy room is an underground hall, and the temperature is very low after walking in, this time Wang Bo feels that the wind blowing is definitely a yin wind, but Uncle Bing shook his head: "What kind of yin wind, the temperature in the autopsy room is much lower than outside, otherwise the corpse will rot too quickly." ”

Against the cold wind, they walked through the hallway, which was lined with small rooms with closed doors, so they didn't know what they were for.

At the end of the corridor are some thick plastic curtains, which are opened to officially enter the lobby of the autopsy.

Compared to the corridor, the temperature inside was lower, and Wang Bo opened the curtain and felt that he had entered an ice cave.

Atulu also shuddered a few times, and said to Wang Bo: "Boss, it's colder than the cold storage in the ranch." ”

In the middle of the hall were several movable stainless steel countertops, and against the wall there were fixed tables, some with tools and others with corpses.

Wang Bo counted them and said in a low voice: "There are a total of twenty corpses, where did so many come from?" ”

At this time, the curtain of the door trembled, and five or six people in white coats and masks walked in, they walked silently, and the environment seemed terrifying.

"These five are forensic doctors, right?" Brother Bing asked in a low voice.

Aturu said, "These are six. ”

Wang Bo and the others showed surprised expressions: "How can it be six?" It's obviously five people, you see, one, two, three, four, five, ......."

Aturu suddenly became anxious, pointed to a short white coat at the very edge and said, "No, there is another one here, you can't see it?" ”

Wang Bo and Brother Bing looked over, their faces blank.

At this moment, the Maori man's knees were weak and he almost knelt on the ground.

Uncle Bing pushed the two of them and said, "Okay, don't scare Atulu, everyone be serious." ”

Aturu suddenly turned angry, and Brother Bing shrugged his shoulders and muttered, "Who knew he was so cowardly!" ”

"I'm not cowardly, I'm afraid of ghosts!" Aturu argued.

A forensic doctor came out and said, "Wait a minute, wait for the medical school students." You can take a look inside first, familiarize yourself with the environment, and see if there are any projects that interest you. ”

There was a laugh among the students: "Interested in these things? Forget it? ”

Wang Bo had never seen a corpse in reality, Sunset Town was not bad, and there had been no homicide or anything like that, so in this environment, he was also terrified.

Out of sight and out of mind, he got together with Aturu and the others to chat.

Ten minutes later, twenty or thirty more white coats walked in, needless to say, these were medical students.

Brother Bing instigated: "Count how many people? ”

Uncle Bing frowned: "Gerald, you're enough, I'm angry!" ”

Brother Bing spread out his hands and looked helpless, and didn't say anything more.

A tall forensic doctor divided them into groups, one cadet with one medical student, and then two groups of one corpse.

There were a few more corpses, not for classes, but for the forensic doctors, the tallest of the six forensic doctors was an instructor, and the others were normal workers.

Wang Bo was very unlucky, the corpse assigned to him was a horizontal death, his head and chest were bloodstained, his eyes were wide open, but his pupils were dilated, and his eyes looked terrifying.

"As we all know, in our country, in the event of an unnatural death, the body is transported to the forensic medical department under the supervision of the police for examination, which is generally ......," said the forensic instructor.

"Ahh Fack! Yes! Help me! A scream suddenly sounded, and the students retreated and screamed as if a pot had exploded next to a certain stainless steel platform.

The little courage that Wang Bo had managed to accumulate to deal with this corpse was lost in their screams.

"What's wrong?" The instructor asked angrily.

A student pointed to the corpse tremblingly and said, "His, his hand just moved, we all saw it, right?" You've seen the corpse's hand bullet! ”

The people next to him nodded one after another: "Really, teacher, the corpse's hand shook twice, and the amplitude was very large!" ”

Aturu's side was a little shorter, and Wang Bo estimated that he was kneeling and watching.

The instructor went over and looked at it, pinched the corpse's arms, fingers, and other parts of the body, and used a scalpel to open the skin on the back of the hand, and said, "It's okay." ”

"Are you alright?" The students were dissatisfied.

The instructor said: "In general, in the process of decay, a lot of gas will be produced inside, so the corpse will expand, and then the hands and legs will be slightly stretched out to both sides, and the five fingers will also be expanded, as if the corpse is moving." ”

"How is it possible, the corpse is not dominated by the brain, how can the limbs produce different degrees of bending or straightening? The corpse's brain is long dead. Someone complained.

The instructor looked at him and said, "You're from the police academy, aren't you?" ”

The student said, "Uh, yes, how do you know? ”

Everyone is wearing the same, white coats, white hats, and masks covering their faces, so it is really difficult to distinguish their identities.

The instructor said, "Because medical students don't say such things without scientific common sense." ”

Wang Bo can't say it, the knee jump reflex does not need the brain to participate, and then the limbs can move.

After a pause, the instructor continued: "It's just right, I'm going to talk to you about supernatural reactions today, so let's take this opportunity to talk about it." ”

"The so-called supernatural reaction refers to the fact that after the death of the body, tissues and organs and cells still maintain their vital functions and still have a certain response to stimuli. For example, the contraction of skeletal muscle, pupil dilation or constriction response, intestinal motility, and sperm motility in response to mechanical stimuli within several hours after death are important forensic and can be used to infer the time of death. ”

Everyone took out their notebooks and began to record them.

The instructor beckoned: "Don't be in a hurry to record, the things you wrote down are useless, you come to me, I will dissect this fresh corpse for you, so that everyone can see the supernatural reaction hidden in it." ”

Aturu was stained again, and the instructor pointed at him and said, "You are too tall and strong, go and stand at the back of the line, otherwise you will block everyone's view." You, your stature stand forward. ”

Wang Bo had a sad expression on his face: Me? Make no mistake, I'm also strong and easy to fight! (To be continued.) )