Sometimes people are like this, they don't want to get better, and when they think about their worries, the whole mood gets worse again.

I recalled the strange experience of my resurrection from the dead, and my head was big for a while. I thought about wine again, and tried to make tonight better by using it to drown my sorrows.

I walked naked to the refrigerator. When I opened it, I found that there was cola and beer in it, but there was no liquor I wanted.

I said to myself, don't ask for anything. I took out all the beers, six cans in all.

I sat down on the sofa in the living room, and I didn't have any snacks to eat, so I just drank dry.

I drank very quickly, and after the six cans were empty, I found myself a little drunk, but not upset, not even feeling bloated.

I secretly praise myself for a good amount of alcohol, which must also be due to the new organs.

I wanted to go to bed with the strength of the wine, and although I had taken a shower in the lab, I thought it would be better to take another one.

There's also a mirror under the shower head in the bathroom, so I can look at myself while taking a shower.

I looked very carefully, because I had just finished the operation, and I wanted to find out if there was any incision, but in the end, there was no incision on my body, not even a scar.

I can't help but sigh with emotion, the past five years have really made a great leap forward, and the scientific and technological level of the police has advanced to such a point.

When I put soap on my body, I also touched my ribs. A thought came to me out of nowhere.

If your bones are man-made, what will they look like? I can't help but think of the Terminators, who look like humans, but are metal skeletons.

I was frightened by this thought, and I thought to myself, I can't be a metal skeleton too, right? Otherwise, when chasing the bandits just now, how could he be so tossed and fine?

I really can't accept this point of view, think about it, after other people are cremated after death, they are sent to the furnace to burn ashes, and when I die of old age, I am sent to the furnace to be burned, and finally a pure metal bone frame comes out! What's going on?

I got into the nitty-gritty of the bull for a while, and I got stuck with this problem.

After I washed the soap foam down, I didn't bother to wipe my body, and let the water drip down, I went to the living room again, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find it.

Finally I found a sewing kit and took out the largest steel needle.

I stuck out my tail finger and stabbed it hard with steel against my fingertips. It is said that ten fingers are connected to the heart, and I can't help but hum in pain.

But what I think is that if I am a metal bone, after this needle pierces the bone, it will first bend unbearably.

I really thought about this matter simply, and when I was in severe pain and let the steel needle really touch the bones, I couldn't do it at all, and my uncomfortable facial features were almost tangled together, not to mention, and even my stomach was associated with colic.

I secretly scolded myself for being a stupid, what else did I try with a needle? Wait until tomorrow when you have time to go to the hospital to shoot a film, you can see it at a glance.

I pulled the needle out, wrapped it around the wound a few more times, sucked the dirty blood out, and then I honestly dried myself and went to the bedroom.

The bed in the bedroom was very large, and it was a little empty when I lay down alone, and I turned my head to look at the side, and inexplicably remembered Yinyin.

I thought to myself how nice it would be to have her here, and I would have a companion for myself to sleep. But it's really just casual to think about it, and I still don't know what my relationship with Yin Yin is.

I fiddled with my phone for a while, trying to find some music to listen to to help me sleep.

I used to listen to Little Apple and the most dazzling ethnic style, but on the Internet, I was surprised to find that these two songs are now nostalgic classics.

I haven't heard a single new song, but I've tried to listen to a few songs, but I'm not interested.

I found the nostalgic song again, closed my eyes and listened to it. In addition, under the influence of alcohol, I quickly fell into a dream.

In a daze, I heard a buzzing sound, like a percussion drill, so close to me. I was so frightened that I woke up.

I thought there was some danger, but when I sat up, I saw that it was the phone ringing. I had the urge to cry and laugh, and I thought to myself, isn't this a fucking iPhone? When did the bell become so tasteless?

I didn't pay much attention to this, and when I picked up my phone and looked at it, it showed a hint that it was Captain Tie's phone.

It stands to reason that I didn't contact him until three days later, but it was so late that he took the initiative to find me, which must have something to do with the previous murder.

I want to answer the phone, but I am not familiar with this phone yet, and I also found that it is easy to make phone calls with it, and I also need to enter a few gesture passwords to answer the phone.

I didn't know what a gesture was, so I studied it for a while. But Captain Iron didn't have that much time to wait for me, and after ten rings, the phone hung up automatically.

I sighed helplessly, and said that I was really outdated, and I wanted to take the initiative to call Captain Iron back.

But without warning, a corner of the bedroom lit up, and a man appeared, wearing a police uniform, staring at me coldly.

My heart was pounding, and I don't blame me, in the middle of the night, someone suddenly appeared in the house, and no one could stand it.

Like a spring, I jumped out of bed and took a few steps back. But for a moment I forgot that I was in bed, and I almost rolled to the ground with a bald grunt.

After staggering to the ground, I pointed at the man vigilantly and asked him what he was going to do.

The man smiled, looked at me with interest, and asked me, "Apprentice, you really don't know me?" ”

I saw that he was not hostile, so I suppressed my mind and observed him carefully.

He is neither thin nor fat, don't look at being covered by a police uniform, but he has a good figure and is full of streamlining, which even reminds me of a leopard, and his face gives people an angular feeling. The reason why I described it this way is because I really can't find any other words, and the upper half of his face and the lower half of his face feel a little mismatched, as if the two faces were put together.

Plus, he has a light on him, which makes me think he's not a real person.

My mind raced and I was sure I didn't know this person. I shook my head at him.

The man sighed, and stopped mentioning it, but said that he was the Iron Captain, and was using a video phone to contact me.

I understood, and my heart said that it was caused by my own being too old-fashioned, and I didn't know that the phone had advanced to the point where it could have three-dimensional video.

I completely put my mind at ease, and explained to Captain Iron that I didn't mean not to answer the phone just now, but I couldn't figure it out.

Captain Iron nodded in understanding. He is a very efficient person, and he doesn't need to talk to me much, but only tells me that he will go to the police station for a meeting in half an hour, and then take the initiative to end the call.

As he hung up the phone, the virtual figure in the bedroom vanished.

I didn't have a question that I asked in time. I thought to myself, where is the police station?

But I don't want to go to Captain Iron again for this little thing. I picked up my phone and searched the internet.

According to the electronic map, the police station is six kilometers away from me, which is not close, and it is a bit tight to arrive in half an hour.

I quickly got dressed, but of course, it was still the dirty police uniform, and I didn't have time to wash it.

When I took the elevator downstairs, I found it difficult to get a taxi at this time. I waited for five minutes, and finally thought, don't delay too much, especially since the police and the military are very time-conscious.

I ran away. It's all about running at a medium speed. I found that my body has unlimited potential, and I always give me unexpected surprises.

I rushed to the police station within the allotted time, and after six kilometers, I didn't feel any wheezing.

This police station is very magnificent, at least in my old-fashioned eyes, it is very tall. There was also a police officer waiting for me at the entrance of the police station.

After seeing me coming, he waved to me very respectfully, looked behind me and asked, "Commissioner, you came here?" Don't ride a motorcycle or take a taxi? ”

I see that he has strange eyes, I guess according to his thoughts, I am a weird person, but I also can't say it, and I say that Lao Tzu wants to take a taxi, the question is to get a taxi?

I didn't take him seriously on the issue, and followed him into the police station and into a conference room.

It was now dark, and there were already four policemen sitting in the conference room, one of whom was polite and wore gold glasses.

I guess this man with glasses is a forensic doctor, and it is normal for him to participate in meetings like this, especially in the autopsy section, where he has to provide clues.

I didn't know this man with glasses, but when he saw me, he stood up with a look of surprise and came over to give me a big hug.

I've been in this situation so much this night that I've been dazed.

The man with glasses also took the initiative to say, "I'm Xiaofan." ”

I still don't have any impressions, but I can't talk to the other party anymore, and I don't have anything to say. I snorted, and it was a response.

A trace of helplessness appeared on Xiao Fan's face. He also found me a place and sat down next to him.

Now the meeting is about to begin!