Ji Zimo knew that the master was reluctant to express the situation in words many times, and this was why his words seemed very precious. Master said that when he was a fortune teller, he talked too much, so now he just wants to do things and doesn't want to talk too much.

recorded in the transcript; The cortex is heavily bruised, the skin shows signs of cracking, and the facial expression is strange.

"How so?"

"Generally, people with vital signs, because of the lesion of the cells, a phenomenon called subcutaneous cell necrosis. This is the case on this corpse, as if it were a sign of human skinning...... "Master said this, his face was solemn, his expression was serious, and there seemed to be an unpredictable ominous omen.

Ji Zimo listened to the master talk about peeling, and thought of the window, the skin, and the person he saw in the dream...... Recalling the terrifying scene, I couldn't help but shudder, and was fully seen by the master.

"What else is there not to tell me?"

"I didn't ...... No. Ji Zimo didn't want to mention it, didn't want to reminisce, and deliberately avoided Master's questioning. He got up, walked to the door, and said to the master, "I'll go and get ready, and you can rest and come over." ”

Master nodded, "Okay, you go!" ”

Ji Zimo went to the No. 05 dressing room, and his mind was full of what Master had just said. The corpse was like there were signs of skinning artificially, and someone was calling him "Master Ji." The person who called him was Zhu Yimeng.

Ji Zimo only nodded politely at her, didn't say much, walked straight to the door to open the door, and entered, Zhu Yimeng behind him stepped over and smiled, just wanted to take the opportunity to go in.

Ji Zimo had a cold face and said, "Wait a while." Shut the pouting and unhappy Zhu Yimeng out of the door.

He had his back to the door, facing the inside of the dressing room, so when he entered the door, he didn't see the body.

The charred corpse is gone.

The atmosphere in the dressing room was originally cold and gloomy, which made Ji Zimo feel a coldness invade the body cells. The charred corpse wouldn't run away on its own, and it couldn't have been someone who came in and removed him.

So where is this charred corpse?

The dressing room is not big, it is impossible to hide the charred corpse, and Zhu Yimeng has always been at the door. It's even more unlikely that she'll come in and scorch the corpse. Ji Zimo thought that it would be other colleagues who came in? The idea came to him, and before he could turn around, he suddenly smelled a faint smell of burnt meat from the space.

At the same time, an inexplicable chill from the back of his neck swished into his neck—the charred corpse was behind him. said that it was too late and that it was fast, Ji Zimo did not turn around directly, but took a step across and dodged.

The charred blood-colored eyes glared at him viciously—stiffly outstretched arms for pinching.

Ji Zimo ran in horror. He pulled the door and tried hard to pull it open, but the door did not move.

The scorched corpse walked over step by step, stepping on Ji Zimo's heart one by one, and boundless fear swept over. He was in a hurry to open the door, and the more anxious he was, the more the evil door couldn't be opened.

Ji Zimo could feel the anger of the scorched corpse, and he could feel that the scorched corpse was close at hand, as long as he turned around, the scorched corpse was behind him. The door wouldn't open, and the only way was to subdue the charred corpse, he thought, his mind turning, and his eyes slanted to the scalpel placed on the wheeled cart.

Just when Ji Zimo let go of the hand that pulled the door, the door opened without warning, and Master Kang Zhentian appeared at the door.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Scorched corpse ......" Ji Zimo turned around and pointed out, there was nothing behind him, and the scorched corpse was in a curled posture on the morgue. Everything that happened just now was like an illusion, he was stunned, the cold sweat on the palm of his hand was still there, but the scene played a joke on him.

The master glanced at the charred corpse suspiciously, and then looked at Ji Zimo, who was sweating, and said, "At such a low temperature, you are also sweating?" ”

Ji Zimo smiled bitterly, wiped his sweat with a tissue, and walked behind the master.

Under the surface skin of the charred corpse, the red muscle tissue looks creepy. Ji Zimo walked over, still flustered in his heart, a little uneasy.

Master examined it carefully, first correcting the facial features of the deceased. Because it is burning, and fear, the facial features are seriously deformed and out of shape. He asked Ji Zimo to correct his facial features and then repair his face.

Because of the previous fright, Ji Zimo's hands were shaking.

The hand holding the utensils couldn't stop shaking, and the master was dispensing the potion. The potion was used to clean the charred surface of the deceased's face, and Ji Zimo was using tweezers to lift the deceased's eyelids.

Just as he lifted his eyelids, he was shocked to see the dead man's eyes move.

Scare! The tweezers clanged and fell to the ground.

Master frowned and glanced at Ji Zimo, "Only when there are no distractions in the heart can you do good deeds." Ji Zimo calmed down and listened to the master's chatter: "Brother, no one wants to come here, since you are here, you have to listen to me, if you come, you will be safe, if there is anything you want to explain clearly, we can help you, but, the premise is to communicate well and not in a scary way." ”

Ji Zimo was in a cold sweat, and in a sigh, he looked at the charred corpse and there was nothing unusual. Could it be that Master's words have helped? I feel a little calmer, and I feel a lot more troubled when I get started.

He cooperated with his master, and this charred corpse consumed them for several days, but it still could not return to its original state.

That Zhu Yimeng is really good enough, Ji Zimo is in the dressing room for a few days. Whether it was windy or rainy, she came to the door on time and waited.

Ji Zimo came out and saw that she was still there, and was slightly stunned: "You are really persistent." ”

"This girl has such a little ability, and she is not worthy of Master Ji's words." Zhu Yimeng walked behind Ji Zimo on his heels, regardless of whether he agreed or not.

"Don't be Master Ji's shout, I'm not old."

"Then, you have to promise me to call you by your name." Zhu Yimeng's eyes were full of smiles, and he trotted all the way, swearing not to give up if he didn't go side by side with Ji Zimo.

"If you don't let people shout your name, what are you doing with it?" Ji Zimo walked like a gust of wind, his white coat fluttered, his magic was not only in the face that would be intoxicating to look at, but in the mysterious alternative temperament that his whole person exuded.

The enigmatic man is Zhu Yimeng's dish.

Ji Zimo felt that the woman behind him was more terrifying than the scorched corpse, no matter where he went, she followed like a shadow.

The woman who couldn't get rid of him made him upset, and the other party was put by Zhang Yang's side. He didn't have a good seizure, so he could only simply say two words: "Go away." ”

Zhu Yimeng laughed, then smiled, his face sank, and he stubbornly followed, see if you can drill underground?

Ji Zimo went to eat, and she followed.

He is very attentive when eating, and rarely pays attention to the things and people around him. This time, my appetite was affected by this girl, and she ate very little, and then she received a phone call.

The call came from Shi Lin.

Ji Zimo walked to a place where there was no one and picked up the phone, and Shi Lin called him to go to the miscellaneous courtyard.

Did you make it clear what was going on the phone, Zhu Yimeng appeared.

Ji Zimo muttered: "The ghost is not gone." He didn't understand, ordinary girls are very thin-skinned, but this Zhu Yimeng is really thick-skinned, and he used words to provoke her and snub her in the funeral home, but it was useless and he followed her to the cafeteria.

"I'm sorry, you will give you an answer tomorrow, I have something else to do today, please do it."

Ji Zimo is giving an eviction order, Zhu Yimeng smiled indifferently and said: "Idle is idle, go with you." ”

it! Facing such a cheeky woman, Ji Zimo only had dry eyes.

It was still early, more than an hour before eight o'clock in the evening. In order to get rid of Zhu Yimeng, Ji Zimo wandered around the streets and alleys, but he couldn't get rid of it, so he went to Bainaohui, Ito-Yokado and other places.

On the elevator, he ran, and Zhu Yimeng chased after him.

Accidentally broke her foot, ouch, she looked up with a bitter face and watched Ji Zimo quickly disappear.

Finally got rid of this girl, Ji Zimo showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.

But...... Her scream seemed to have happened. Ji Zimo walked for a while, uneasy, and wanted to go back and take a look.

Zhu Yimeng's feet are really broken.

The beauty has something, there is no shortage of Ji Zimo, and there is more help from people before and after the saddle.

A man dressed with bells and whistles and a powdery face asked with concern: "Beauty, sprained foot?" ”

Before him, there were several people who cared about Zhu Yimeng, but she refused to help and walked away disappointed.

She was waiting for Ji Zimo, hoping that he would suddenly appear and ask, or help her up and ...... Maybe these are her extravagant hopes, she has waited for so long, so many people have come and gone, and finally what she is waiting for is the greeting of this old man.

Seeing that the time is not early, Zhu Yimeng can't stay here all the time, she can't continue to be reserved, and she needs someone to help her leave.

"Well, sprained, it hurts." Zhu Yimeng couldn't hold back her tears, but they all rolled out.

"What a big deal, don't cry, brother help you." As the man spoke, he reached over dishonestly and pinched Zhu Yimeng's waist as he hugged him.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Yimeng shouted.

This benevolent brother is not frightened, he saw Zhu Yimeng going crazy, and snorted coldly: "Dead Sanba, called spring?" Didn't you see that Lao Tzu was helping you? As he spoke, he grabbed her tightly with his hands.

Zhu Yimeng struggled, her face was crimson, and she was so angry. was firmly controlled by the man, and there was no one around at this time, and Zhu Yimeng knew that he had met a bad guy. She regretted it, she really shouldn't have followed that cold-blooded person to put herself in danger.

At this moment, there was a loud shout, and a sturdy figure of "let go of her" instantly ran to Zhu Yimeng and the man's side.

He is really arrogant and cold, so he has few friends.

This is Zhu Yimeng's preliminary understanding of Ji Zimo, and this sentence was told to her by Zhang Yang.

In the thrilling scene before, Zhu Yimeng never expected that it was Ji Zimo who saved her.

is also because of Ji Zimo's help, Zhu Yimeng confessed to him that he is not a police intern, but a person who likes to explore and seek strange truths.

"Then what is your relationship with Zhang Yang?" Ji Zimo picked up Zhu Yimeng and asked thoughtlessly, but felt that it was meaningless to ask.

"Guess what." Zhu Yimeng is really enough, and he takes Ji Zimo's temporary unbearability as a real thing and treats her as a thing. Shouted at him to guess, guess the yarn.

Ji Zimo didn't guess, but put her on the platform and waited for the car to come.

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