Sweating, Jun Weiran took a shower, lay on the sofa refreshed, and then called the person surnamed Zhou.

"Hey, hello, is it Manager Zhou?"

"Hello, I am, who are you?"

"Hello, I saw your company's recruitment information on 58.com, are you still recruiting?"

"It's still hiring."

"That's great."

"Are you interested?"

"Yes, I'm going to apply for a job at your company."

"Tell us a little bit about yourself."

"My name is Jun Weiran, a retired soldier, and I have been on the battlefield."

"I've been on the battlefield, it's good, it's good, I don't know where it is?"

"I'm sorry, I signed a confidentiality agreement before retiring."

"Am I abrupt, I don't know how much weight I have gained?"

Jun Weiran's expression was a little weird, what was this for, but he was honest.

"178CM TALL, 80KG IN WEIGHT"

"Yes, the body is very standard, when do you have time to come over and talk about it? There were some things on the phone that couldn't be said clearly."

Jun Weiran thought about it for a while and then said, "Manager Zhou, do you want to do it next week, I will deal with my personal affairs this week." ”

"Okay, I'll leave the position to you for the time being," Manager Zhou readily agreed.

Then Jun Weiran hung up the phone after saying a few words, in fact, Jun Weiran lied to that Manager Zhou, he didn't go to deal with personal matters, but to raise his body almost and then go.

This week, Jun Weiran is not just eating, sleeping or exercising, or sleeping and continuing to eat, eating and exercising.

In front of the strong physical fitness and blood replenishment Ejiao, Jun Weiran finally recovered his body.

The little blood dragon also cleaned up the small animals in Fangyuan, so at night, Jun Weiran didn't use electric mosquito coils, so scared that mosquitoes didn't dare to approach, and his body became the thickness of chopsticks.

Jun Weiran didn't know what to say, every time he sighed, how could he eat so much but not grow?

Jun Weiran and Manager Zhou had a better time, and then went to the morgue to apply, that Manager Zhou was middle-aged but already a little bald, and his body began to bless, but Jun Weiran could feel that this Manager Zhou was really empty, I don't know why, he had this feeling, he seemed to be able to feel the flow of blood in Manager Zhou's body.

After talking with Jun Weiran for a few words, he went through the entry procedures for Jun Weiran, who called Jun Weiran has an obvious temperament of an iron-blooded soldier, and he was caught by Manager Zhou at a glance.

In the end, Manager Zhou took Jun Weiran into Jun Weiran's office: the morgue.

However, before leaving, he gave Jun Weiran a thick new coat, and he himself wore a tightly wrapped one, Jun Weiran didn't know why, this is summer, can this be insulated, but Jun Weiran still put it on with all kinds of doubts in his heart, for fear of leaving a bad impression on Manager Zhou.

The morgue is on the second basement level, and the basement level is a parking lot.

When they arrived at the second basement floor, Manager Zhou opened the door, and a faint cold air attacked the two directly, and Manager Zhou's whole body trembled, and the pores on his body closed under the stimulation of this air flow, and began to have goosebumps.

And Jun Weiran felt that this air flow was extraordinary, and he was secretly shocked in his heart.

"This is yin?"

This yin qi was divided into two, one part entered Manager Zhou's body, and the other part hit Jun Weiran, but Jun Weiran's blood began to boil under the stimulation of this yin qi, and this yin qi was wiped out invisibly.

Jun Weiran calmed down his blood, and followed Manager Zhou into the morgue like a normal person.

Manager Zhou looked around, it was dark and unclear, wrapped in a coat, and turned on the light casually, although the light here was bright but not dazzling, Jun Weiran cherished and observed the surroundings.

Manager Zhou then introduced to Jun Weiran, this morgue is about 2,000 planes, in order to ensure that the body is intact, the bottom three floors are cooling facilities, and Jun Weiran can see a stream of cold air coming out of the ventilation tube underneath.

"Now there are 123 corpses in the morgue, of which here, there, and that one have been brought in recently, and the others have been here for a long time, you see that there are no corpses with the deceased's name, gender, age, photograph and ID number and other information, you have a registration form in your office, what they are doing, and what the cause of death is very clear on it." Manager Zhou pointed while introducing Jun Weiran

"Why are there so many?" Jun Weiran asked in surprise.

"Hmph, this is called a lot, you didn't see how many morgues are empty, do you know why the corpses in our city that need to be refrigerated are hit here, you don't see what is more, all the positions are slowly, some corpses are simply put in the aisle. Some people have to go to court to collect evidence, and some bodies are released for a month or two. ”

"Ah, why do you all have to gather together" Jun Wei was incredulous.

"Xiaojun, you have to know that if there is no morgue in the hospital, you can't park the corpse, and all the hospitals in our city don't have morgues, so if you want to stop the mortuary, you can only come here."

"Then why don't you build your own hospital?" Jun Weiran was very puzzled.

"Hehe, it's all money, the hospital was not built in order to save costs, but there is no place without a morgue, so the morgue was born."

"I see," Jun Weiran understood a little.

Then Manager Zhou explained a few words to Jun Weiran, gave Jun Weiran a few keys, and left in a hurry, it seemed that he didn't want to stay here for a moment, and he didn't want to take this, looking at those corpses, his scalp was numb, but Jun Weiran looked at those corpses and his eyes really lit up.

He was about to raise his hand to release the little blood dragon, but as soon as his eyes fell short, he saw the monitoring equipment in the corner, so he stopped his movements and entered the office.

Jun Weiran pushed open the door, feeling suddenly new, the house is not big, only about 20 square meters, there is an independent bathroom, the sparrow is small but complete, the desk is full, the computer and the bed are available, all the necessities of life are available, and the outside is cold in winter, and the inside is warm like spring.

Jun Weiran rested a little, walked out again, and then observed the monitoring equipment, found a dead corner, and secretly released the little blood dragon, and then Jun Weiran closed part of it, yes, the hall fell into darkness, the little blood dragon flashed under a corpse under the cover of darkness and began to suck blood through the skin, but within a few seconds, the little blood dragon actually ran out, and there was no blood at all.

This made Jun Weiran very puzzled, could it be that the little blood dragon was picky eaters, and then asked the little blood dragon to suck the blood from other corpses, and the result was the same, the little blood dragon ran out again.

Jun Weiran didn't believe it, so he had to figure out why the little blood dragon didn't smoke, and asked the little blood dragon to try it one by one, but the result was the same.

There were only a dozen or so corpses left at the door that had recently entered the morgue, Jun Weiran was not hopeful, but after a few seconds, the little blood dragon did not come out, Jun Weiran thought it was an accident and did not think too much, and a minute passed and the little blood dragon still did not come out, which made Jun Weiran puzzled, but waited patiently without moving.

More than ten minutes passed, the little blood dragon came out, Jun Wei showed a happy expression, he blinked his eyes, and confirmed again, yes, the little blood dragon was a little thicker and longer than when he first entered.

Jun Weiran thought in his mind, the little blood dragon continued to burrow under the corpse of a newcomer, and after a few minutes, Jun Weiran confirmed that it was indeed the little blood dragon that had become bigger again.

"Really?" Jun Weiran suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly ran to set up a company, because the outside world was too cold, so Jun Weiran closed the door, turned on the computer and checked it on Baidu, the little blood dragon didn't care what the owner was doing, and changed a corpse and began to suck it.

"So that's so," Jun sat down in his chair and looked at it word by word.

It turns out that after death, the muscles of the whole body quickly relax, such as the facial muscles are relaxed, and the facial expression before death is lost; The masseter muscle relaxes, causing the jaw to droop: the pupil smooth muscle relaxes, making the pupil medium-sized, and the narrowing or dilation of the pupil before death disappears shortly after death; dilator muscles are relaxed, and stool is outflowed; The compressed part of the corpse can form an indentation corresponding to the compression due to muscle relaxation. But this muscle laxity will soon pass. After a short period of time, the muscles gradually become stiff and stiff, accompanied by slight contractions, so that the joints are fixed, such as the mouth cannot be opened, the neck cannot be bent, and the limbs cannot be stretched and flexed. And the blood starts to clot in 1-3 hours, and most of the blood clots in 12-24 hours, and it may take longer for blood to come alive in the human body.

That's why the little blood dragon sucks blood on those long corpses: the blood clotted all over the body.

Some of the newly arrived corpses had no blood in their viscera that had not coagulated, so the little blood dragon could suck it.

Jun Weiran, who knew the reason, was not in a hurry and began to think about it, he was looking for this job to get close to the corpse, and then let the little blood dragon suck blood, but the reality was skinny, and it did not achieve the effect that Jun Weiran expected, and it seemed that it was impossible to increase his strength in a short period of time.

Then Jun Weiran browsed casually on the Internet, watching a big news about the slaughter of stray dogs, and couldn't help but flash the scene of slaughtering pigs and cattle in his mind.

"Can you let the little blood dragon hide in the slaughterhouse," Jun Weiran shook his head again.

"No, the slaughterhouse cleaned the blood on the spot, and it was useless for the blood to quickly coagulate when exposed to the air, and then to dispose of the animal carcasses, there was no chance to suck the blood, what should I do, go to the animal market after work"