Chapter 4: The Strange Dried Corpse

followed Xiao Dayiya into the inner room, and saw that a group of people were gathered in front of the appraisal table, and there was indeed a dried corpse on the table. Sun Yan glanced to the side and saw that the mechanic who was standing next to Xue Jiao before had also followed, but he didn't gather next to the appraisal table like others, but stood against the wall with an indifferent look, staring at the corpse on the appraisal table indifferently, and there was no expression on his face.

Sun Yan also stepped forward, stood on the outermost, and found a position where he could see clearly. From his vantage point, he could see just above the chest of the dried corpse. It is a male corpse, wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt. Although the decomposition of the dried corpse was not serious, the face was already unrecognizable, and the skin and flesh were gray and bone-sticking, and it was difficult to distinguish.

Sun Yan saw that the dry corpse had a high nose bridge and wide cheekbones, so he searched for Sun Qijun's appearance in his mind. But it was only in vain to find out, and the photos and impressions of Sun Qijun were just a vague dot in his mind. After all, his memory of his uncle is only a little more than a year old, which is equivalent to nothing.

The dried corpse was properly disposed of and brought back from Lop Nur, and the clothes and belongings on the body were kept intact. In Sun Yan's view, this dried corpse is a masterpiece that has been preserved in the natural dry and hot environment of the Western Desert. It's just that from his point of view, he didn't see the most exciting scene.

"Old Xue, what is this?"

Sun Yan looked up and saw that Assistant Yang on the other side was already pale, staring at Xue Jiao with a frightened face.

Xue Jiao nodded, with an unfathomable smile on the corner of his mouth: "When I first saw him, I wasn't as surprised as you." No, more than you, it piqued my interest in that desert. So, Lao Sun, no matter what, I will not stop the Lop Nur project. ”

Xue Yan said, raised his eyes and glanced at Sun Qixiang, Sun Qixiang didn't answer, just lowered his head, Sun Yan saw that the muscles at the corner of his mouth were twitching slightly.

"Fuck! What the hell is this?! Xiao said excitedly.

"I've never seen it!" Li Zimu shook his head.

Seeing that this group of people was suddenly nervous, Sun Yan really couldn't hold back his curiosity, he stepped forward and leaned next to Xiao's big lips, this angle is the best, and he can see the whole picture of the dried corpse.

At first glance, Sun Yan didn't see anything strange about the dried corpse, but he felt a sense of extreme incongruity, which made Sun Yan feel uncomfortable.

The corpse's shirt was untied by Xue Jiao, revealing his belly, Sun Yan stared at it for a long time, and suddenly shuddered, and then he woke up.

The belly of this dried corpse turned out to be bulging!

According to Sun Yan's understanding, the dried corpses were formed by dehydration in a dry and dehydrated environment. After the body of the ordinary dried corpse is dehydrated, all the skin and flesh are dark and dry, and the belly is sunken. And the dried corpse in front of him not only had a bulging belly, but what was even more surprising was that the skin around the stomach was well preserved, and there were no signs of dehydration, which was completely no different from a normal person.

This is simply beyond the scope of Sun Yan's rational cognition. With such a special climate in Lop Nur, how can there still be moisture left on the corpse? Even if there was water, it was the environment where bacteria and microorganisms lived, and the corpse would rot in just a few days, but there was no trace of decay around the belly of the dried corpse, as if it was still alive

"How? Don't regret coming! Xiao Da lip poked Sun Yan with his elbow and said with a smile, "This is a rare miracle in the world!" ”

"Less!" Sun Yan said in a deep voice, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Xiao snorted with his nose and said, "Don't ask yet, the show is still to come!" ”

Xue Jiao took an 8-centimeter silver needle and poked it lightly on the belly of the dried corpse. Everyone held their breath and saw bright red blood beads emerge from the eye of the needle, one, two, blood flowing into a thin stream and sliding down the bulging belly.

Assistant Yang suddenly screamed, everyone's hearts chuckled, and even Xue Jiao's hand couldn't resist trembling slightly.

"What's it called!" Xue Jiao glared at Assistant Yang angrily and said sharply.

I saw Assistant Yang's face pale, covering her mouth and nose with her fingers, she turned her head and looked at Xue Jiao timidly, and then her eyes turned red, and she turned around and ran out.

Sun Yan let out a long breath, and said in his heart that this Assistant Yang looks quite shrewd and capable on weekdays, but he didn't expect that he would be so unable to stand the scene at the critical moment. However, not to mention that she is such a woman, even Sun Yan himself was almost scared and suffocated just now, especially the moment when Assistant Yang suddenly screamed, he thought that the dry corpse jumped up from the bed, causing his heart to still be roaring like a drum.

"Is this still alive!" Li Zimu was stunned.

"No way, it's clearly a dead man." Sun Qixiang said in a trembling voice.

"That's right, his heart is dead. It's just that in this belly" Xue Jiao was silent for a while, and then said, "Come back and invite Lao Zhang, this dried corpse needs to be autopsied." ”

"What time?" Wang Danbao asked.

"I'll call tonight." After Xue Jiao finished speaking, he carefully covered the clothes on the upper body of the dried corpse.

And at this moment, Sun Qixiang suddenly said: "Wait! ”

Xue Jiao stopped, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Sun Qixiang put on gloves and turned out the inside of the real good shirt on the corpse. Xue Jiao poked his head over and saw that there was a pocket sewn on the inside of the clothes, and a tube of pens was inserted in the pocket.

Xiao had big lips and sharp eyes, and was the first to call out: "Yo! It's still a hero brand. ”

Sun Qixiang took out the fountain pen, took it in his hand and looked left and right a few times, and his face became extremely ugly for a while.

Xue Jiao looked at him curiously and asked, "What's wrong?" What's the problem? ”

"This fountain pen belongs to Qi Jun." Sun Qixiang's lips were white, without a trace of blood, "If I'm not mistaken, this piece of tape." ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed to a piece of tape on the cap that had changed color and said, "His name is written on this tape, although it is vague, but it can still be seen." ”

He immediately handed the pen to Xue Jiao, who picked up the pen, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time and said, "Well, I can really see it, it seems that it is really Sun Qijun's three words." ”

"Really? Let me see! Wang Danbao stretched out his hand to take the pen, and Xiao Dayi, Li Zimu and Sun Yan immediately stepped forward.

"It's not like, it's Sun Qijun, I saw that he used this pen for four years, how could I be wrong!" Sun Qixiang turned his back, his shoulders shaking up and down.

"So, what is this dry corpse?" Xue Jiao's eyes widened for a while, Sun Qijun, a famous scientific researcher who had been missing for 22 years for no reason, was now a dried corpse lying in front of his eyes! Xue Jia suddenly felt a sense of desolation and loss in his heart, he had always believed that Sun Qijun was alive, not because of how good his relationship with Sun Qijun was, but because Sun Qijun's disappearance in that mysterious desert ignited the fire of his infinite enthusiasm for Lop Nur. He made up a reason for himself, he wanted to find the missing Sun Qijun for so many years, so he longed for that place, and now Sun Qijun turned into a dry corpse and lay here, and suddenly, he felt that he had cut off all contact with Lop Nur.

Although Sun Yan didn't know much about Sun Qijun, when he saw his relatives turn into such a terrible dried corpse lying in front of his eyes, a fear suddenly rose in his heart.

The appraisal room was suddenly filled with a strange atmosphere, which was suffocating.

At this moment, the mechanic, who had been silent beside him, suddenly spoke, "Don't make a mistake. This body is not Mr. Sun Qijun's at all. ”

Xue Jiao was stunned for a moment, then looked up and asked him, "What do you mean, boy?" ”

"Professor Xue, have you forgotten the time when the corpse died? The body had been dead for at least twenty-five years. And how many years has Mr. Sun Qijun been missing, director? The mechanic said and turned his head to ask Sun Qixiang.

When Sun Qixiang heard him say this, he was also stunned for a while, and then blurted out: "22 years!" ”