People who are hungry are not very picky about the taste of their meals. Huang He picked up the bowl, snorted and ate wildly, and quickly filled his stomach. Then, with indescribable satisfaction, I lit a cigarette and smoked it very comfortably.

Forensic doctor Tang Wei sat next to him, looking at the Yellow River with envy. He had a moderate stomach ulcer and could only eat small, frequent meals. Like the Yellow River, the act of pouring several large bowls of rice into his stomach in one go was unimaginable in Tang Wei's opinion.

"Hurry up and eat too! Get into my car after you've eaten, and I'll take you back. ”

Huang He looked at the half-smoked cigarette and said seriously. Tang Wei is also a police officer in the bureau, and he can return all the way.

"I can't leave yet."

Tang Wei scooped some vegetable soup with a spoon and soaked the already cold and hard grains of rice: "Those deceased have been basking in the sun all day, and I have to go to the county funeral home tonight to write out the autopsy report." If we wait until tomorrow, the situation of the corpse will change, and then it will be troublesome. ”

Huang He looked at him in surprise: "Then where are you staying tonight?" Hostel? Or a funeral home? ”

Tang Wei shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "I guess I can't sleep." On the way here, I inquired, there is a cold storage on the side of the county funeral home, and a separate autopsy office has been set up. I came in a hurry today, and I was the only one in the forensic department. There is no choice but to fight overnight, and one thing is done one thing less. ”

"You're a hard worker, too."

Huang He grumbled sullenly.

Tang Wei's words reminded him of the woman who suddenly stood up and attacked him on the wreckage of the bus a few hours ago: "I said, this incident today is really strange. I bet with my head that the woman was really dead. ”

Tang Wei frowned and looked at him: "You are here again." They all said don't mention that incident again. It's not that I'm talking about you, dead people are dead people, and there has never been any such thing as borrowing corpses to resurrect souls. The woman was still able to move and stand up. Not only me, but several other people saw it. The human brain is fragile, and even a robot can fall out of a concussion when a car rolls down from a height so high on the top of a mountain. It is understandable that she behaved abnormally at that time, not to say that it was biting you, even if she pressed you to the ground and did whatever she wanted, it should be. ”

This is ridicule and joke.

Huang He took a big puff of cigarette, glanced at Tang Wei very unhappily and said, "Or, when the two of us changed positions, you lay on the ground and let the woman pounce?" ”

Tang Wei took a big gulp of the rice soaked in the soup, and said vaguely: "It was an accident." Don't think about it so much. In short, people are dead, and you can't blame the blame. ”

Huang He shook his head and stopped arguing.

It's not that he's afraid of taking responsibility, he just feels that something isn't quite right.

That woman is obviously dead.

……

After eating, Huang He drove Tang Wei to the Liucheng County Funeral Home.

Watching Tang Wei jump out of the car and walk into the hall of the funeral home with the lights on, Huang He's heart suddenly swelled with an indescribable worry. He couldn't help but lean out of the open car window and shouted, "Xiao Tang, why don't we both go back to the bureau!" Wait until tomorrow after dawn. Anyway, it's more than an hour's journey, and I can't miss your business. ”

Tang Wei turned around and smiled at the Yellow River: "It's okay!" I'll spend a little more time tonight getting things done, and I'll be able to get half a day off when I go back tomorrow. Wait until the afternoon and get a good night's sleep. You go back first, and if there's any problem, I'll call you. ”

As he spoke, he walked in without looking down.

Huang He frowned, shook his head, sat up straight, fastened his seat belt, controlled the clutch, and drove the vehicle towards the entrance of the highway.

On the way, Huang He always felt uncertain, but he didn't know what was wrong.

……

The conditions of the Liucheng County funeral home are good, and the autopsy center is fully equipped. When Tang Wei first came in, he was very surprised———— except for the large electronic analysis instruments, this laboratory was almost a miniature version of the forensic studio.

The staff at the funeral home had long since left work. All the bodies have been transported and packed into drawer-type freezers. With the help of a night shift officer, Tang Wei took out the female corpse whose head was pierced by metal fragments from the freezer and laid it flat on the dissection table. He thanked the night shift employees, and after the other party left, Tang Wei put on a white coat on the boat, washed his hands according to the operation process, sterilized them, put on rubber gloves and masks, and walked to the stiff female corpse.

Choosing a scalpel from the tray next to him, Tang Wei held the handle of the knife with a pen, and the tip of the knife was inserted into the chest cavity of the corpse, straight down, and cut sideways into a "Y" shaped cross line at the abdomen.

Only a small amount of blood oozes from the incision site. This means that the blood has clotted in the deceased's body.

The cause of death was the same as the previous judgment, which was caused by a sharp object piercing the head. Tang Wei raised his bloodstained hand, was about to take off his gloves, picked up the camera placed on the platform next to him, and took pictures of the internal autopsy of the deceased's body, but suddenly remembered what Huang He had said in the guest house restaurant before, and couldn't help but move in his heart, turned around, picked up a glass petri dish from the shelf on the side of the dissecting table, injected a little culture liquid, and used a dropper to draw a little blood sample from the heart of the corpse, and carefully dripped it into the petri dish.

It's easy to do a blood sample. Tang Wei did not see the microscope in the laboratory. He plans to keep the sample and bring it back to the city bureau tomorrow for further study.

After taking the photo and putting down the camera, Tang Wei suddenly felt a little tired. He pulled the white plastic sheet over the body and pulled over a chair to sit down. Now, he is the only one in the entire laboratory, and it is a real private space.

In general, people who make a profession in forensics are mostly atheists. Tang Wei is no exception. He didn't believe what Huang He said before, and felt that it was an excuse for Huang He to shirk responsibility. Thinking about it, I finally found an accident survivor, but he died unexpectedly in front of him. If this kind of thing spreads, the families of the deceased will not let go of the Yellow River no matter what.

Thinking of this, Tang Wei couldn't help but laugh.

Suddenly, he saw the blood sample on the table. The surface of the petri dish is covered with a glass lid, and there are slight ripples on the liquid surface contained in it.

Tang Wei was stunned. He couldn't help but sit up straight, closing the distance between himself and the petri dish.

After waiting patiently for nearly two minutes, that fluctuation returned.

This time, Tang Wei could see it clearly———— the middle of the pale red liquid surface suddenly jumped, and two ripples appeared that quickly spread towards the edge. But it is very strange that the part of the liquid level activity is the place where I used the dropper to inject the blood of the deceased before. As for the parts that belonged to the culture medium next to it, there was no movement at all.

It's a matter of blood.

Something was moving in this blood sample.

Tang Wei remembered what Huang He had said before.

"She's dead, but she's up again!"

The night was quiet and there was no sound. Tang Wei heard his heart beating violently. He picked up the mineral water next to him, unscrewed the lid and took a sip, and his mind suddenly cleared up a lot.

After thinking for a moment, Tang Wei picked up the petri dish and walked to the pool and poured out the culture liquid inside. Through the transparent glass layer, blood taken from the deceased can be seen sticking to the bottom of the petri dish. They are very viscous, much like paint that has not yet been adjusted, and as if they are a semi-solidified gelatin. It flows down slowly, slowly, and the color gradually becomes transparent.

Tang Wei stared intently at the thumb-sized drop of blood.

Suddenly, right in front of his eyes, the drop of blood suddenly jumped again. It rises high in the middle, like a slime cube in a computer game, with a life of its own.

Tang Wei was so frightened that he let go of his hand, and the petri dish fell from the air and fell in the middle of the pool, making a crisp and piercing sound, scattering pieces of glass of different sizes.

What the hell is this, what the hell is this?

Could it be that what Huang He said is true?

That woman, really wanted to eat him at that time?

In a trance, Tang Wei heard a strange voice behind him again. It's light, it's faint, like a fingernail hanging on a door, or the rustle of clothes against a window.

Tang Wei gasped and turned around, but he didn't see anything.

The previous discovery made him nervous, and there were many chaotic thoughts in his head. He walked quickly to the dissecting table, lifted the plastic cover, and saw that the corpse was still the same as before, and there was no change.

I'm really suspicious.

Tang Wei calmed down and shook his head mockingly.

What a hell of a sound, maybe it's your own auditory hallucination!

However, this female corpse is really a little weird. Her blood, in particular, clearly contained some kind of living creature in it. Probably, it was infected by a virus.

Tang Wei picked up a new petri dish and made it again in the previous order. He sat in his chair and watched quietly, as the blood in the petri dish bulged again, producing small bubbles and then exploding.

It's really interesting. Tang Wei picked up the camera and dialed the degree of work to the "photography" button. This situation must be recorded and sent to the Directorate General tomorrow for processing. If it's really a viral infection, then this blood sample is crucial.

As soon as he turned on the power of the camera, Tang Wei heard movement behind him again.

It was a very soft footstep sound. Or maybe you heard it wrong. Tang Wei was stunned for a while, and quickly turned around, but still didn't find anything. He felt that he was probably nervous, and the entire hall of the laboratory was empty, except for himself and the corpse lying on the dissecting table, there was no third person at all.

Outside the window, you can see the security guard sitting at the gate of the funeral home from a distance. If someone comes in from the outside, they will know before they do.