Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Tramp with Rotting Organs

The dark and dreary night is oppressively suffocated, and the branches are jagged, like the sharp and slender nails of evil ghosts, piercing people's chests every second.

Along the east side, I don't know how long I walked, there was no trace left by Zhou Xinglong and the others.

At this moment, a terrible scream pierced the night sky and drilled into the ears, startling people with hairs standing on end and their hearts and livers trembling.

Jiang Lin's face changed, and he hurriedly pulled Jiang Feng up and ran back desperately: "It's over, it's over!" Something happened to Qingluan! There must be something unclean in this forest! ”

Jiang Feng pursed his lips and followed Jiang Lin tightly - no matter how awkward his relationship with Qingluan was now, he didn't want anything to happen to Qingluan......

"This! What's going on!! ”

Jiang Lin's eyes widened and he stood three meters away from the original fire. His eyes were full of surprise, and his hand holding the flashlight kept shaking.

Jiang Feng's horror was no less than Jiang Lin's, his brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes were red.

The fire that had been good had been completely extinguished for unknown reasons, and the firewood that had not yet burned out was set on the ash pit, and it could be burned for at least three or four hours.

Qingluan was gone, and there was blood on the ground, sprayed blood, on the trunks of trees, on the grass...... There was also the drenched water, which stretched from the river to the place where Qingluan had sat before by the fire.

After a few breaths of silence, Jiang Feng tightened the flashlight in his hand, calmed down, and walked towards the place where the water trail appeared, and the target was the river.

Jiang Lin looked at Jiang Feng's back, gritted his teeth, and followed.

The light of the flashlight swept across the river, and there was a man floating on it, all dyed red, who was still struggling with ups and downs, and his mouth was gurgling......

"Ah Luan !!" Jiang Feng's eyes were full of bloodshots, and he subconsciously shouted out what he had called Qingluan, acting faster than reason, he was about to rush over desperately, "Ah Luan!" Don't be afraid, I'll save you......"

"Poof!"

"!"

"Jiang Feng! Calm the! ”

Jiang Lin grabbed Jiang Feng, and without saying a word, he threw Jiang Feng a punch first, and after the fight, he was so angry that he couldn't wait to punch a few more punches.

"Can you fucking calm down?! Look around here, so much blood, you tell me who's going to be alive with so much blood?! Still have the strength to struggle in the river?! Even if the didn't bleed too much and died, the drowned, okay!! Fuck think about how much time it took us to get here! Yes?! Yes! Ahhhh ”

After being punched, Jiang Feng immediately sobered up, looking at the "Qingluan" in the river, he still couldn't make up his mind to "see death and not save him".

"! I fucking owe you! Jiang Lin grabbed Jiang Feng's arm, pulled it and fled in the direction of the training ground.

Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Lin, who was running for his life, relieved and unwilling, and said, "Are we just leaving?!" Zhou ......"

"Day! You're blind! Ghosts! Does the ghost know! If we don't run, we'll die here! ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I'm sorry......" Jiang Feng apologized quietly, and no matter whether Jiang Lin could hear it or not, he was a little indecisive, but now is not the time to be indecisive.

When the two figures disappeared, the "Qingluan" in the river immediately stopped struggling and quickly sank to the bottom of the river.

A swollen man suddenly emerged from the bottom of the water, with an eerie smile on his face, and then quickly sank to the bottom and disappeared......

The sky was slightly bright, the lights were turned on in the dormitory, and the people who washed their faces and brushed their teeth were in a mess.

Jiang Lin and Jiang Feng sneakily took advantage of the chaos to return to the dormitory.

Sitting on his bed, Jiang Lin held the flashlight, his body was still shaking, and he was sweating profusely.

Cao Jun, a classmate who had a good relationship in the dormitory, saw it, and asked with a smile while wiping the drops of water on his face: "Yo, you two have not seen Chad for a night?" Why do you look like a dead relative has seen a ghost? Okay, you three things, you don't call me brother when you go out - what about Xinglong? ”

The last three words Cao Jun changed his words, wiped his face and threw the handkerchief, and sat down beside Jiang Lin: "Hey, I said why do you two look like ghosts who have lost their souls."

Finally, Jiang Lin rolled his eyes and stumbled: "Cao Jun, we-went to the back mountain...... Riverside ......"

"And then?"

"Xinglong, Xinglong...... Dead, we went...... Five people, the last ...... It's just me and Ah Feng...... Come back alive, in the woods, in the woods, there are ghosts! ”

"Hah!" Cao Jun looked at Jiang Lin with a confused expression.

"Isn't your home for feng shui?" Jiang Lin threw away the flashlight and grabbed Cao Jun's hand, as if he saw the hope of the world, "Isn't the feng shui master also catching ghosts?" How about we go and see? Koryu he's still inside! ”

"Hehe......" Cao Jun smiled dryly and withdrew his hand, "My grandfather can read feng shui, but he is not Mr. Yin and Yang in the countryside, where will he catch any ghosts?"

And, you see, we are in the army military exercise base, who dares to catch ghosts and watch feng shui to spread feudal ideas? ”

Oh, yes!

Jiang Lin was stunned by Cao Jun's words, covered his face, and shrugged his shoulders slightly: "It's all my fault, if you don't ask everyone to run out in the middle of the night to eat some game, Xinglong won't have an accident!" What have I done! What a bastard! As he spoke, he raised his hand and beckoned to his face.

Cao Jun looked at him excitedly and didn't make a move to stop him, and now Jiang Lin urgently needs to calm down......

When Jiang Lin was still nervous about how to answer when the instructor asked Zhou Xinglong and the three of them, when a small soldier ran to say that he had found three corpses by the river, he immediately relieved Jiang and Jiang's worries, but what followed was indescribable sadness and guilt.

The soldier who reported the news did not say how the person died, and the instructor got the news and told everyone to stand in place and left.

Three people in the team changed their faces when they heard the news.

Only Jiang Feng was calm, he was not carried away by sadness, but calmly paid attention to the instructor's reaction.

The instructor just twitched his face, and then quickly returned to normal and left with the soldiers.

It's not strange to be so calm, no matter how you look at it, it seems that Xinglong's death is not so simple, and there must be the interests of the base behind it.

What the hell is going on by the river, they inadvertently broke into the friend and lost his life, so the girl who was rumored to commit suicide before is probably not so simple......

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a month's military training should be over, and he will return to school in two days, and Zhengqing is suddenly very slimy corpse.

At first, I had nightmares when I was in the hospital, but now I have no stress to sleep in the morgue, not to mention Zhengqing.

Even looking at the internal organs of the corpse with a boxed lunch, there is no reaction, I really don't know if the reflex arc has become longer or the bearing capacity has become stronger.

But I still don't dare to leave me alone in the morgue.

"Heart failure, most of the internal organs are inactive, and the internal organs are severely decayed."

Zhengqing flipped the heart of the newly arrived corpse with tweezers, his brows frowning with disgust and puzzlement.

The body was still alive when it entered Qikai Hospitalβ€”a homeless man who was dying, but had just been brought to the door of the operating room and died because he could not be saved.

The homeless man was brought to the hospital by a well-wisher when he suddenly collapsed on the street, and after his death, the body was naturally unclaimed, so it was tacitly assumed that the body was donated to the hospital.

As soon as the body was sent to the morgue, Masaaki handed it over to me as an object for autopsy.

However, when I opened the corpse's stomach with a scalpel, an overwhelming stench emerged from the corpse's stomach.

So I called Zhengqing, and there was a scene of Zhengqing checking the internal organs of the corpse.

Standing aside and watching, I could clearly see the internal organs of the corpse, the organs were badly decomposed, soaked in yellow sticky pus. The stench was the smell of rotting internal organs.

However, it is surprising that this appearance is still alive!

Masaaki looked at the internal organs, removed his eyes, and picked up a compact and reduced electron microscope (an advanced microscope used by the hospital for easy examination, exactly like glasses) and put it on.