"The outside is all Qiao's family and the people above, and no one else is allowed to approach at all. I've tried a few times, but it doesn't work. Zhou Ju shook his head slightly.

"You draw a rough map of the dissection room." Ye Liangxi's dark eyes turned, and his crisp and nice voice was particularly indifferent.

"Sister Xi, do you want to?"

"Draw!"

Zhou Ju took a pen and paper from the side and drew a simple diagram of the dissection room and the surrounding situation for Ye Liangxi.

The dissection room is in the bureau, and the Zhou bureau knows everything about the situation inside and around it.

Ye Liangxi glanced at the picture drawn by Zhou Ju a few times, and asked Zhou Ju a few questions.

He bowed his head slightly and said to him, "Wait for my news." ”

"Sister Xi, what are you going to do......

Before Zhou Ju finished speaking, Ye Liangxi had already turned around and left, and went to the dissection room alone.

There is indeed a guard outside the autopsy room of corpse 11.

Those people were dressed similarly to the bodyguards in Qiao Linchen's villa, all wearing black suits and sunglasses, with serious faces.

This is clearly the bureau, but when I see those people, I feel more like Qiao Linchen's territory.

Qiao Linchen really thought that if he didn't speak, she wouldn't be able to do anything?

Ye Liangxi didn't go to the front, and went to another dissection room not far away.

Three minutes later, Ye Liangxi removed the vent, and his slender figure slid down a rope from the vent.

Landed perfectly without making any sound.

The dissection room is closed with an iron door, and the inside cannot be seen from the outside.

The dissection room is not large, surrounded by white walls, and in the corner is a cart with a lot of dissecting tools and bottles and jars.

In the middle was a morgue bed, on which the body of 11 was placed.

Now that the weather is hot, in order to preserve the body, they removed the original morgue bed and replaced it with an ice coffin.

Ye Liangxi raised his hand, pressed the cap, and strode to the ice coffin.

Looking inside from the transparent glass cover on the ice coffin, Ye Liangxi saw the corpse of No. 11.

The corpse was swollen and stiff, the scars on his neck were very obvious, there were worms wriggling and crawling in the flesh inside, his eyes were wide open, and his gray eyes retained the fear and pain of death.

To Ye Liangxi's surprise, the dark spots on his whole body not only did not subside, but they were even more obvious than the last time.

Ye Liangxi took out a black mask and white gloves from his bag and put them on.

The eyes under the brim of the hat are very cold.

In the face of the corpse, she had no emotion, and seemed very calm and not afraid.

However, she could still see something strange in the depths of her eyes.

In her mind, scenes flashed.

Corpses, blood, and death were everywhere, and their frightened eyes, sickly and crazy looks, seemed to be deeply embedded in her mind by a soldering iron.

There was a tingling in the head.

Ye Liangxi shook her head slightly, not wanting to think about it herself, she avoided the eyes that looked directly at the corpse.

Ye Liangxi raised his hand and opened the glass cover on the ice coffin.

Although the corpse was stored in a low-temperature ice coffin, there was no way to stop the germosis, and as soon as the glass cover was opened, the unpleasant smell of corpse decay came to the face, and the stench was extremely disgusting and disgusting.

Ye Liangxi's cold white face did not change.

She took out the tools she had prepared long ago and began to obtain the corpse extract.

There was no more blood coming out of the corpse, so she used tweezers to collect the flesh that was about to fall off from the wound into a bottle, and at the same time collected other extracts closely related to the corpse.

In about five minutes, Ye Liangxi collected everything.

Outside, too, there was the sound of footsteps.

She quickly closed the ice coffin cover and hurried to the rope, her thin body following the rope deftly like a cat into the vent.

At the same time, close the rope and cover the exhaust hood of the vent.

As soon as it was finished, someone outside opened the door and came in.

……

The bodyguard opened the door and came in two men in white coats, a man and a woman, both wearing masks and gloves.

After the two entered, they came to the side of corpse 11, the man put down the toolbox in his hand, and the woman was a little far away from the corpse, seemingly reluctant to approach the corpse.

"Senior Brother Rin, what is there to study about this corpse? Why are we coming here from the lab? ”

Su Tingting put her hands around her chest, glanced at the corpse, and was a little dissatisfied in her voice, "We are not forensic doctors, and ah, we are clearly not engaged in medical research, why do you still let us study corpses?" This corpse is disgusting, it stinks to death! ”

Jin Rin is tall, his exposed eyebrows and eyes look very handsome, his eyes are brown, and his indifferent look makes him look a little detached.

Jin Rin walked to the corpse, put down the toolbox, and said coldly, "This is the order from above, this corpse may be related to the illegal drugs circulating in the market, so let's focus on the laboratory tests." ”

"But this forensic science research has nothing to do with our chemical research, and it's ......."

"Talk less, do more!" Jin Rin glanced at Su Tingting lightly, took out a tool and began to collect a sample of the corpse.

He knew that CTR3 was not extracted from plants, but was synthesized by pure chemistry, and the cause of death of this corpse might be more than what it seems.

But whether they can find what they need to study from the corpse, Jin Rin is not sure.

The corpse was collected by the two of them sent by the teacher of the research institute, and they signed a confidentiality agreement.

Su Tingting was afraid of making Jin Rin angry, so she had to stop talking, still standing far away, unwilling to get close to the corpse.

She glanced at the corpse, and felt a little worried.

Jin Rin was calm, and collected a lot of things that needed to be taken back for study according to the teacher's requirements.

Ye Liangxi looked at the two of them through the exhaust hood.

She saw a row of blue letters printed on their chests on their white coats: "C University Institute of Chemistry".

C University is the best university in Fog City, and Ye Jiaqi is now studying at the medical school of C University.

Although the University of C is not as good as the universities in Beijing, the School of Chemistry and Physics is also ranked among the top in the country.

Ye Liangxi frowned slightly, and wondered a little in his heart, how could the person from C big come, it was Qiao Linchen who gave the order? Or someone else?

Corpse 11 may not just have something to do with CRT3, but there was something else she was looking for, and the light on her detector at the time meant that it did exist.

If everything is true and what she guessed, the cause of No. 11's death should be much more complicated and extensive than they imagined.

Ye Liangxi turned back from the vent and left here.

"Sister Xi, are you okay? Are things going well? "Zhou Ju saw Ye Liangxi again, it was half an hour later.

"Hmm." Ye Liangxi took off his mask and gloves and threw them into the trash can next to him, his eyebrows were cold, "By the way, Uncle Zhou, can you help me contact Dean Jiang?" ”

Dean Jiang is the dean of the School of Chemistry of University C and an old friend of Zhou Ju, and the relationship between the two is very good.