By the time I arrived at the unit, it was already three o'clock in the morning. Every medical examiner had a key to the autopsy room, so I went straight to it.

When I got to the dissection room, I found that the light was on, and I guess Dali was dissecting inside. It must have been him, like me, who couldn't sleep at the thought of that strange corpse, so he simply got up in the middle of the night to dissect it.

I called Dali at the door, but he didn't answer, presumably in the process of dissecting.

I went to the locker room first, expecting to see the strong clothes, but it didn't. I felt a little strange, did he go in without changing clothes and disinfecting? Impossible! Thinking of this, I didn't change my clothes, and went straight to knock on the door of the autopsy room.

The door was open, and the light was on inside.

"Dali, are you in there?" I said loudly.

No one answered.

I tried to push the door open, but found it jammed. "Vigorously, vigorously?" I hurriedly called.

In the silence of the night, my voice spread, but there was no response as if I was stuck in a quagmire, and I felt chills in my body.

The situation is very wrong, is it possible to go back vigorously? No way, he called me to come, how could he go back by himself without saying a word, and he didn't turn off the lights. Besides, the door is also stuck, and it is obvious that there is something inside.

Thinking of this, I took out my phone again and called Dali again.

Toot - Toot –

I heard the beep of my own phone, and I heard a familiar voice coming from inside the door. It seems to be the sound of the phone vibrating, and the vigorous phone is inside?! So he didn't leave, but why didn't he answer the phone and shouldn't me? Is something wrong?

Thinking of this, I slammed the door desperately, shouting the name of the force, and then simply kicked and kicked at the door, tossing for a long time, only to hear a muffled bang, something broke, and then the door opened, because of too much force, I rushed in, almost fell to the ground.

There were some tools and machinery scattered on the ground, and the room was a mess, as if someone had fought in it. Two dissecting tables came into view, and no one seemed to be in the room. I picked up a medical thoracotomy forceps as a tool for self-defense, and slowly approached the dissecting table, which was behind it to hide people.

Passing over one another, and then another, my heart was about to jump out of my throat, and twice I jerked my head out, only to see an empty patch. The vigorous mobile phone was still vibrating, and it fell under the dissection table where the strange male corpse was placed.

The onion-like male corpse was still lying there, motionless. Once I was sure that there was no one in the room, I focused my eyes on the male corpse.

It didn't matter, and it scared me so much that I almost didn't jump off the ground. Yes, the male corpse is still there, but it only has a layer of skin left!

Under the surface of the skin, there is only a large empty hole, and many layers of skin inside are gone!

I didn't slow down for a long time, so I rushed to the door and stroked my chest with my hand, for fear that my heart would hit my chest. It's so weird, how could a corpse become like this? What about the skin inside? Did you vigorously hollow it out?

But why did he do it? No, no, it is impossible for Dali to complete such a complex skin peel in such a short period of time, and there is no skin tissue that has been stripped away.

I calmed down and called the director, who was still confused when he picked it up, and I told him about it intermittently. After digesting it for a long time, he asked me to protect the scene and wait for him in place, he first called Dali's house to confirm, and then came to meet me.

I didn't dare to stay inside, so I came out and stood alone at the gate to smoke, feeling like a century had passed before I saw the director's car appear outside the door.

"Dali didn't come back?" The director asked me aloud, and I replied loudly, "No!" ”

The director looked tired, entered the door in a hurry, and said as he walked: "How did you do such a big thing?" How can a corpse be destroyed? How do I explain to the above, how to explain to the victim's family? You don't want to do it anymore? ”

I cried with a sad face: "Director, that corpse is really too weird, we all suspect that it is not human, and I am afraid that something will happen to me now." ”

"Suspicious, what excuse?" The director walked to the dissection room: "Why is it so messy?" He walked over to the corpse and looked at it carefully, and asked, "Why did Dali peel the corpse?" This kid, not to mention that the work is quite fine..."

"Director, didn't Dali go home?" I asked hurriedly.

"No, his wife said he went out at two o'clock. I was appeased for a while, for fear that I would scare people if I didn't figure it out," the director replied, "Where the hell is this man?" ”

"Director, something may have happened to Dali, otherwise it wouldn't be so messy here. I think let's let the criminal investigators and traces come over! I swallowed.

The director frowned and thought for a moment, "What could happen in this place?" No one else can come in, his clothes are gone, I see something is going out, you wait here, if he hasn't come back at dawn, call me again! ”

As he spoke, the director walked out the door and drove back. I had no choice but to go outside the door again and continue to wait.

……

Vigorously is missing.

After that day, it was as if Dali had evaporated from the world, and he lost contact with everyone. I was investigated as a reporter and suspect. At the same time, Dali is also suspected of damaging the corpse, and my testimony is so strange that the people in the Criminal Investigation Department think it is difficult to be trusted. I was temporarily suspended for psychological investigation.

I later inquired through a colleague that the identity of the male corpse was confirmed, and it was a migrant worker who had disappeared more than a month ago. The driver has not yet been found, and the families of the migrant workers have been notified and intend to sue Dali.

……

I can't forget the male corpse, and I can't accept the sudden disappearance of Dali. None of the people except me and Dali had ever seen the corpse in its true face, and after repeated psychological counseling, I even began to suspect that I had been hypnotized vigorously.

But in terms of motivation, there is no reason for vigorously to do such a thing. There must be something wrong with that male corpse! I decided to investigate in my own way, and I had to find out the secret of Dali and the male corpse.

……

Cafe.

Luo Zhen, a criminal investigator, sat opposite, holding a latte in his hand. He was one of the few good friends of mine, and he was looking at me with a melancholy face.

"Listen to me, don't look it up. I'm also sorry for the big thing, as for the male corpse, maybe it was really you who fell into some hallucination, you are also a forensic doctor, how can you know how that kind of corpse exists? Yang Zi, you have to adjust your mentality as soon as possible, so that you can return to normal work. Leave the investigation to us! ”

I shook my head: "Luo Zhen, you won't understand, except for me and Dali, no one else will understand." I invited you here today just to learn about the disappearance of that migrant worker, if you want to help me, just tell me what you have found in its original form, okay? ”

Luo Zhen sighed, nodded, and spoke eloquently.