The old god stick immediately asked, "What kind of small ding?" Gray stretched out his palm and compared the size, and said, "Right here, there is such a big ding." You're gone as soon as you come in. ”

I also thought it was strange that a small ding, the size of a palm, suddenly appeared and then suddenly disappeared.

Ding is not a living creature, and he can run on his own long legs.

The old god stick said: "Look for it carefully, this Xiao Ding may be the key to this case!"

Gray and I immediately began to search, and when the old man entered the bedroom, the room changed and became not eerie at all.

There were just two corpses lying quietly in the doorway of the room.

According to what the old god said, we searched the bedroom carefully, and we didn't even let go of the corner, but we just didn't find Xiaoding.

The old god stick said: "Forget it, I can't find it, transport the body back to the bureau." You're going to work overtime tonight, I'm going to do an autopsy, and you two are going to give me a shot. ”

"Isn't an autopsy a medical examiner's job?"

Gray asked, surprised.

"Remember, Task Force Zero's cases have always been autopsied by themselves, and the forensic doctors in the bureau will not care about our cases. Even if there is a problem with the autopsy, don't go to the bureau's forensic doctor. ”

This rule is so weird that we take it seriously.

"Alright, it's none of your business here, go out and don't destroy the scene. ”

The old god said.

Gray and I were relieved and ran downstairs over the corpse.

Walking to the staircase, I heard the old god stick say, "Call the bureau and ask them to pull the corpse." ”

Gray replied, "We don't know the number!"

"Stupid, you won't call the main station to ask. ”

The old god shouted.

I pulled Gray out of the murder house, I called, and in less than ten minutes, I heard the siren, and the car pulling the body from the bureau came.

I heard that it was the case of the Zero task force, and the brothers who came to pull the corpse were very reluctant, according to them, as long as the case related to the Zero project would be particularly unlucky.

I was about to go upstairs when the security captain grabbed me and asked, "Little brother, what's going on up there?"

"The two thieves died, and the cause of death is inconvenient to disclose. ”

I turned and followed upstairs.

Soon the two bodies were carried out, but the old god stick did not leave.

took us to search the bedroom thoroughly, but still found no trace of Xiaoding.

Gray and I were both sure that what we had just seen was not a hallucination, it was real.

Why is Xiao Ding gone?

The old god said helplessly: "Forget it, don't look for it, it seems to be a spiritual thing, and when the time is right, it will appear again." ”

"Can I go?"

Gray asked.

We don't want to be in this murderous house for a minute.

"Put this on and you're good to go. ”

The old god took out two pieces of yellow paper from his coat pocket, and drew a mess of symbols on them.

He said to us, "Put the rune paper on it, one every other meter." ”

Could it be that even his colleagues called him an old god, this case was very evil, we still did as he was told, and pasted the talisman paper on the walls and doors and windows of the bedroom.

The old god stick checked again, and we left Xie Ping'an's murderous mansion.

"You can go back to the autopsy. ”

The old god seems to be looking forward to the next post-mortem work.

We followed the old god back to the police station, the moonlight was very cold tonight, and the huge police station was pitch black, and there was no sound at all.

The old man led us around the main building of the police station, through the cafeteria and dormitory, and the further back we went, the more desolate it became, the road was overgrown with weeds and swayed slightly in the night wind.

The more the place looked at it, the more terrible it became, and the old god stopped in front of a small two-story building.

"This is the morgue at the police station, you wait for me here for a while, and I'll go get some special autopsy kits. ”

"Uh......"

I was about to open my mouth to speak, but the old god stick had already walked away.

The figure soon disappeared from our sight.

In the middle of the night, we stood at the door of the morgue.

It smacks of death and intrigue.

Unlike the hospital, none of the corpses in the room behind him died normally, and all of them were, as the old saying goes, corpses with grievances.

The door to the morgue was ajar, and a night breeze blew through it, and the door creaked.

I could faintly hear the humming of the morgue, a mix of sounds that cut my nerves.

I turned to look through the crack in the door, and there was only a small green nightlight emitting a faint glow.

I don't know why the places where the corpses are kept like to use this green light, it looks very eerie.

In the dim green glow of the light, I saw two carts near the door, covered with white cloth, in the shape of a human.

But there was no head, and the wound on the neck was still oozing blood.

This must be the corpse of those two unlucky thieves, I'm sure they are not ordinary thieves, the purpose of the crime is very strong, it is likely that they came to the Ding, but the Ding did not find it, and lost his head.

"Say a few words, it's so quiet. ”

Gray said.

I turned around and asked, "What do you think of Task Force Zero?"

I've wanted to ask him this question for a long time.

"It feels good, the case is interesting, I kind of like the job. What about you?"

Gray's answer surprised me a bit.

"It's okay!"

Actually, I like to investigate crimes, and it has always been my dream to be a police officer.

But I can't do it physically, if I leave the Zero task force, I probably won't be able to be a policeman, and I probably won't have a chance to investigate the case again in the future.

We had only spoken a few words before the old god came back with a small gray cloth bag in his hand.

He walked to the door and said, "What are you doing standing at the door, why don't you go in?"

For corpses, it is necessary to get used to the process, we are criminal police, not professional forensic doctors, and this time, the number of times we saw the corpse was not more than ten times.

There is always a process of adaptation.

Seeing that we didn't speak, the old god stick pushed the door open and strode into the morgue.

He said to us, "The workshop is inside, and you two push the body in." ”

The old god stick walked in front, and one of us followed behind with a corpse.

This forensic room has been looking at it for a long time, and the corridor is still lit with light bulbs, emitting dim light, and the walls are still pasted with old square frame tiles, which reflect the light, which is a little dazzling.

The humidity here is heavy, and a layer of water condenses on the tiles.

The corridor is only a few meters long, and when you turn the corner, you see the studio, and there is not even a door.

At a glance, you can see a metal workbench with some utensils on the side.

I took a deep breath and smelled a faint odor that I couldn't hide with a lot of air fresheners.

I knew it was the smell of corpses.

There are dead people here every day, and the stench of corpses cannot be hidden.

The further I went, the lower the temperature, I don't know if it was psychological, but I could feel a chill running down my collar and under my clothes.

The old god stick entered the workshop first, took a deep breath, and said to himself: "The resentment here is heavy again, and if it goes on like this, something will happen sooner or later." ”

"Grievances?

Gray asked curiously.

"The heart of the person who died in vain is unwilling, the person is dead, but the soul will stay in the world for a while, the soul will linger next to the corpse, and the thought of his tragic death will cause resentment. Resentment will accumulate more and more, and if you don't deal with it, you will get into big trouble. ”

This seriously subverted our cognition, and looking at the old god's serious appearance, I asked, "What's the trouble?"

"You're quite a bit of a questioner. ”

The old god said in detail: "If there is too much resentment and is absorbed by an unwilling ghost, it will become a ghost, and that will be our trouble." ”

Gray listened attentively, but my attention was on the stretcher, and just now, I felt the corpse under the white cloth visibly move.

The old god glanced at the time and said, "It's almost dawn, let's start doing business, time is running out." ”

I hurriedly asked, "Where do you want to start first?"

"Whatever, it's all the same anyway. ”

"Then this one!"

I pushed the cart to the side of the workbench, and just now, the body moved again, but it seemed that only I could see it.

Together, we moved the corpse to the autopsy table, and the old god stick reached out and slowly unlocked the zipper on the body bag.

The headless corpse was exposed, the wounds on the neck were jagged, and the throat and white bones could be seen.

The cause of death is clear at a glance, and I don't know what else the old god stick needs to autopsy.

Under the light, the corpse's skin took on a strange grayish white, and the time of death exceeded four hours, and faint corpse spots began to appear.

We carried the body out of the body bag as the old god had requested.

The old god opened his backpack, and I saw the contents of the bag, incense burners, sandalwood candles, and rune paper and other things.

I can't imagine how an autopsy could be performed with these things.

"We're about to get started, you see. ”

The old god put the incense burner on the head of the corpse, lit three sticks of incense and inserted them into the incense burner, and then took out several copper coins, one on each limb and torso.

I looked very carefully, these copper coins are very simple, and they are some years old, but I have never seen the patterns on the copper coins.

"I'll give you one if you like it, maybe you'll use it later. This is tired of winning money, and it is collected. ”

The old god stick threw each of us a copper coin and told us to put it away.

The autopsy officially began, and the sandalwood burned to release green smoke, releasing a faint fragrance.

The smell calms our minds gradually.

The Old Stick lit the two candles next to him, then turned off the lights in the studio.

The only light source in the room are two candles.

The candles flickered, and the room flickered and darkened, looking very mysterious.

We stepped aside, making room big enough for the old stick.

I saw that he was holding strange handprints in his hands, stepping on strange steps under his feet, and still chanting words in his mouth, but we couldn't hear what he was saying.

Gray whispered in my ear, "Is he conjuring?"