Song Rong stopped in front of me, looked back at me, and said to me in a low voice, "Come and have a look." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"What?" I asked, walking towards where he was.

Looking behind him, it was a platform, and it felt like an operating table, and it seemed to be a tabletop, and I thought it was an autopsy table.

At this time, the dissecting table was covered with a large white cloth, and the center was slightly raised, and the shape of some people must be corpses below. I guess it's the dead man in the daytime.

Song Rong said something, could it be that some important information was found on the corpse again? I thought, I'm at the dissecting table. At the signal of my gaze, I watched Song Rong uncover the piece of cloth on the surface of the corpse.

The red and white corpse was exposed in front of me without concealment, and I calmly glanced at the corpse for a week, and looked at Song Rong again with puzzled eyes. Song Rong knew that I didn't understand, so he took out his phone and flipped out the photos he had taken earlier to show me.

Looking at the person in the photo, and then at the corpse in front of me, I suddenly said: "Why do these two people look so different in age!?"

"Yes, they do look a lot younger, but we must be the same corpse, I just don't know why he has changed so much in such a short period of time." Song Rong said, looking at the corpse in front of him with a tangled face, as if he was solving a difficult math problem.

I saw that the corpse in front of me had some obvious wrinkles, and the skin also appeared to be loose, especially the skin on the face, the skin at the corners of the eyes and under the nose seemed to be relaxed. If Song Rong hadn't taken out the photo again, I really wouldn't have thought that this was the corpse today.

"When did you notice the change?" I asked Song Rong.

Song Rong thought for a moment and replied: "I found it when we were collecting evidence again, and we were also shocked to see the same corpse with so much age difference. It stands to reason that we keep corpses in freezers, and even living creatures will not continue to differentiate cells when their blood is frozen, let alone corpses. ”

When Song Rong said this, his expression was entangled, and in order to ease the atmosphere, I said, "Then this is simply a medical miracle."

Song Rong glanced at me and said, "It is precisely because of this that we are entangled, we are here to solve the case, if this case becomes a medical seminar, then what do we do."

"Anla, since you will come to me, it is naturally because we all know that this is not something that ordinary people can do, so it should not be surprising that this situation will occur." As I spoke, I walked around the side of the corpse, took a picture of the local skin with my mobile phone, and then stared carefully at the skin of the corpse, and raised my watch from time to time to look at the time.

Song Rong didn't show much of a quick switch to a channel like me, but quietly beside me, watching me move.

After about half an hour, I raised my phone again, took a picture of the area, and concluded, "As I expected, look at these two pictures."

I handed Song Rong my phone, pointed to the message on the photo and said to him: "If you look closely at these two photos, you can tell that the skin has obvious aging, which means that his body is now in a state of growth."

"How is this possible!?" Song Rong said in surprise, obviously unable to believe my words.

"Indeed, although his pulse and brain waves showed no signs of life, his body was indeed alive." As I spoke, I looked at the corpse meaningfully, touched my chin unconsciously, and then said: "I have always believed that the human body actually has the breath of life, we are just conscious, just like gas, and the body is the container, which can contain our qi, and this combination can make us call it alive."

"As time progresses, our bodies will age periodically, as if we have run out of energy, and our consciousness will follow the aging of our bodies, resulting in perceptions related to our bodies, which is called aging. When the cycle of the body is over, that is, when we die, we as consciousness will be separated from the body again, and will become something called a soul, which will be arranged by the administrator to a new body. I said, pointing to the corpse in front of me.

"So I guess that although this man is dead, his body is alive and aging at a doubling rate. As can be seen from those two photos, his body is aging. "I said, Song Rong didn't understand it at all.

"So that means the person is actually alive?" He asked.

"The body is indeed 'alive', but the soul is not sure, and it may or may not have been extinguished somewhere. However, it is also possible that his heart is not there, maybe because his heart is still beating, so his corpse reacts like this. I said, my brow furrowed unconsciously, something I often had when I was thinking about things.

"Wait, I don't understand, can you explain it in more detail?" Song Rong asked, his eyes earnest.

"I don't know if you've heard of the word 'borrowing life', some people will use the art of yin and yang to take the lifespan of others for their own use, so as to extend their own lifespan." I said to Song Rong.

"You mean......" Song Rong said again and again, with a complicated look on his face.

I nodded and said to him, "I guess someone borrowed this person's lifespan and used his heart as an extension of his life in order to be protected, and that's why this happened."

"It's really the size of the world." Song Rong said with a sigh.

Glancing at the curtain not far away, I agreed, "Well, indeed." But is there anything else to be gained from this person's internal inspection? Do you want to ask your friends next to you to introduce us? ”

When Song Rong heard this, he looked in the direction of my gaze in surprise, only to see the curtain move slightly, as if it was blown by the wind. But Song Rong still saw the clues, because this is a "sealed" room, where does the wind come from.

I saw that Song Rong's face was cold, and he shouted at that position in a low voice: "Who is over there, don't come out quickly."

The curtain shook visibly, and we saw a man in a white coat walking out of the curtain tremblingly, wearing a mask, his eyebrows and eyes tangled, deliberately twisting towards us, trying to make us not see his appearance. (To be continued.) )