After dinner after dark, Zhao Jie came to Zhao Xinghua's room.

Zhao Xinghua looked at Zhao Jie, who was dressed in black clothes and black pants, and even the white shirt inside was replaced by a black polo shirt, which looked very heroic. Zhao Jie first handed over a sword of the kind that Zhao Xinghua used for training, and after Zhao Xinghua took it, he obviously felt that the feel was different from the others, Zhao Jie said:

"This is NEGRINI imported from Italy, I went to the logistics department to ask for it directly, a lot of newly purchased equipment has just arrived, and it is still in the warehouse."

Zhao Xinghua asked: "And then?" Go on"

"I think what happened today is too bizarre and that it won't be that simple. I just went back and looked on the Internet, and found that there are crazy people biting incidents all over the world today, and there are many such news on the Internet, but it is not reported in the news of various countries. And there are a lot of things happening today when animals attack humans. These things are interspersed, there must be something wrong, and I want to go to the cafeteria to take a look. "Huh?"

"Otherwise, the cow will be dismembered tomorrow, or you can let me uncut it and examine it."

"Let's go, let's go to the cafeteria now."

Zhao Xinghua also changed into black clothes, walked out of the dormitory building with a sword, and walked towards the cafeteria in the night.

Passing by the place where Jia Lili bit her companion to death in the afternoon, a cold wind blew, and the big poplar tree beside her also made a swishing sound, and fallen leaves fell in the air, and the two of them already felt a slight chill in their hearts. Bypassing the canteen hall and coming to the back kitchen, the side door next to it is not locked, saving the scheduled plan of smashing the glass.

When I entered the kitchen, I found that there were 100 or 200 square meters of it, everything was still very new, and there were no smoke stains on the cooking utensils and the surrounding walls. The yak was lying on the cement floor in the middle, it seems that the master was lazy this afternoon and did not immediately dispose of the yak's carcass, the temperature was less than 10 degrees at night, and the meat quality would not be a problem if it was left overnight.

Zhao Jie took out a scalpel from his body, and looked down at the huge yak carcass on the ground helplessly.

Zhao Xinghua said on the side: "Although the spirit of craftsmanship is advocated, when will your little knife finish cutting this big guy?" ”

Zhao Jie said: "Yes, today we just need to roughly check whether there are any organs or tissues on its body that do not belong to him, and it is best to find the reason why it has become manic and powerful." As for the delicate work, it shouldn't be what my team of doctors need to do right now. With that, put away the scalpel. Walked to the side, picked up a sharp chef's knife, bent down and plunged it down.

Zhao Xinghua dodged to the side, afraid of being splashed with blood, and then found that there was no blood splashed, not even blood flowing, and asked curiously: "Why is there no blood?" Is it really mutated? ”

Zhao Jie, who lowered his head and was cutting open the belly of the yak, replied: "As soon as the animal dies, the heart stops beating, and without pressure, the blood does not flow, and the air on the plateau is thin, the oxygen content is less, the combination concentration of hemoglobin and oxygen in the blood is small, and the oxygen transported by red blood cells is less. In order to transport more oxygen, the number of red blood cells in the blood increases. Therefore, the organisms living on the plateau have a higher number of red blood cells in their blood, and the blood of the organisms clots faster after death. Then Zhao Jie had lowered his head and stopped talking, wearing long-sleeved rubber gloves in the kitchen, seriously turning the internal organs of the yak. There was no change in the abdomen, and the knife was used to cut upward, and no special abnormalities were found in the heart, liver and other internal organs. Or use a scalpel to cut out some cell tissue and put it in a test tube, ready to take it back and look at it with a microscope.

Zhao Jie slowly straightened up, sighed helplessly, and said, "I haven't gained anything, I can't see it, let's go." After speaking, he took off his rubber gloves and prepared to leave with Zhao Xinghua, Zhao Xinghua glanced back, saw the sword in the yak's eye, walked over, pulled it out hard, and handed the Italian import in his hand to Zhao Jie and said: "I still use this one, this has already been opened." Zhao Jie took it and played it twice.

"Okay, I can use it too. And it's kind of like that. Zhao Xinghua said unexpectedly.

"If you don't eat pork, you will see too many pigs running."

“……”

Coming out through the side door, the two of them each carried a sword, and they were dressed in black, Zhao Xinghua asked, "Shall we cover our faces too?" ”

Zhao Jie ignored him as he heard a heaves of breath coming from a dark corner behind him. Zhao Xinghua also heard it, and he could clearly feel where the panting thing was and the spatial distance from them. Both of them stood still, neither of them turning back, for they had clearly sensed the aura of danger.

The panting creature, in the dark shadows, slowly approached them. They were afraid that the moment they turned around would cause the creature to attack in advance, the two of them each clenched the swords in their hands, Zhao Jie had no experience in fighting, and asked Zhao Xinghua in a low voice: "What should I do?" "Run!" Before the words fell, the two of them ran forward at the same time to the place where there was light.

Just now, Zhao Xinghua judged that the distance between the two of them was only three meters according to the panting voice behind him, and at the last second, the creature was obviously ready to pounce and attack, but he was still hesitating to choose which of the two of them to pounce on. He shouted, run, and then deliberately slowed Zhao Jie half a beat, letting Zhao Jie leave first, and then also accelerated to the nearest street lamp and turned around to face the creature and stood up.

The incident happened suddenly, and the creature obviously didn't keep up with the beat of the two of them, because Zhao Xinghua chose to flee before the thing jumped, so that the thing made a mistake in judgment, and needed to readjust its posture to pursue, and hesitated for a moment to choose which figure to pounce on, and in two or three seconds, the two of them had already been separated from complete passivity. Zhao Xinghua's heart was also throbbing, because he has been engaged in fencing, fencing is also known as ballet in sports, as the evolution of the duel of ancient Western nobles, it has always been a fair face to face with the enemy face to face, and has never considered the problem of how to fight back from behind.

At this point, he had set up his posture, and a wave of confidence arose that he was confident that whatever was in the shadows, he would be confident that he would take it out. Looking at Zhao Jie out of the corner of his eye, Zhao Jie actually put on the same posture as him, staring at the dark corner fiercely, and there was a deep roar from his mouth, and the whole person was more imposing than him.

It was obvious that the creature in the darkness chose between the two, and finally chose Zhao Xinghua, whose momentum did not look so terrifying, and galloped towards him, jumping and pounced. At this time, Zhao Xinghua, who was engrossed, actually breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Zhao Jie next to him.

Perennial fencing practice, Zhao Xinghua has a natural sensitivity to the grasp of pace, the grasp of timing, the judgment of distance, the angle of trick movements, etc., and the team members who often practice with him are the top fencers in China, fencing is not only bold and careful, and can score decisively, two people are like playing chess, it is a duel of the art of war, and the animal in front of him just relies on complete biological instinct to eat and hunt, and his original opponent is not at the same level at all, but now he really needs to play with his life, Maybe someone else will have some scruples, but Zhao Xinghua's nervous and desperate things really didn't have an impact on his heart, not to mention that from the moment he put on a sword pose, he turned into a swordsman who was no one else, and completely entered the role.