Chapter 543: Public Dissection

He Weili didn't answer, and thought of the old man's trick that made trouble before, maybe he would be like the old man's trick, making trouble in the production factory, and then being ruthlessly killed, and finally disappeared somewhere.

Zheng Kai was able to guess a little bit of what the mental activity of etiquette was, but he didn't continue to ask the previous question, but asked curiously: "What did Mr. He do before his death?" ”

"Carpenter." He Weili replied. Carpenter, a profession a long time ago. Especially in modern society, this retro profession is slowly becoming obsolete.

Even in the village, there may not be a few such craftsmen.

"If we can get out of here and follow me to the kindergarten, I'm rebuilding over there and need the help of a monster like you." Zheng Kai directly sent an invitation to He Weili, probably because he felt that He Weili's personality was not bad and he could get along with the tricks in the kindergarten, so Zheng Kai naturally sent out an invitation.

He Weili glanced at Zheng Kai and shook his head: "As long as I chat with my child, I can die with peace of mind, I have been busy all my life when I am alive, and I don't want to suffer after I die." Zheng Kai nodded.

Since this is the case, Zheng Kai does not force it. Just when Zheng Kai and He Weili were chatting, a public dissection officially began.

Five white-clad and masked factory employees opened the door to an autopsy room for onlookers, with transparent glass on all four walls, so that the monsters standing in different directions could clearly see what was going on inside.

Shortly after, an old man appeared in the dissection chamber. Zheng Kai's pupils shrank suddenly.

A face surprised him appeared in the dissecting chamber. Zheng Kai's mood fluctuated for a moment.

Beside him, although He Weili did not have strong hatred, he keenly felt the change in Zheng Kai's mood, and asked curiously: "Do you know this strange thing inside?" ”

"It's kind of an acquaintance." Zheng Kai did not deny it. The old man's trick that appeared in the autopsy room was none other than the old man's trick that robbed Zheng Kai with Zhu Zhu at the crossroads.

At this moment, the old man was like a marionette, there was no trace of sparkle in his eyes, and he walked to the bed side of the autopsy room very calmly, stripped off his clothes, and then lay on the bed.

"He seems to have lost his sense of self." Zheng Kai's eyes flashed slightly. Zheng Kai remembers it very clearly. At the beginning, this old man was holding a bowl of rice in his hand.

And now, he has a lot of grains of rice on his body. The bowl in which the rice was served was gone, and the rice in the bowl was stained on his clothes.

He Weili thought that the old man's trick inside was very important to Zheng Kai: "Then why don't you hurry up and save him?" Zheng Kai shook his head with a smile: "At most, I have met once, and it is not worth saving." Hearing this, He Weili stopped talking.

Zheng Kai was a little curious, how could this old man's trick be here. Dissection begins! The five white-clothed employees began to use knives to cut the body of the old man's monster in detail, and then placed them on the plate one by one like exhibits, so that all the tricks outside could be seen clearly.

Soon, the head, limbs, and organs in the body were clearly displayed in front of Zheng Kai's eyes.

Witnessing the whole process of the autopsy, Zheng Kai's heart was not only a trace of fear and fear, but a little excited in his heart, and even wanted to dissect it himself.

Flesh is no longer disgusting filth. On the contrary, it has become a signal that stimulates people's excitement.

Zheng Kai could feel the change in his mood, but he was not disgusted by this change. The next second.

Zheng Kai squinted slightly, looking at each organ and limb that was displayed as an exhibit. Nothing special!

But Zheng Kai always felt that something was not quite right. In order to find something that was not right, Zheng Kai reassembled the dismembered parts in his brain, and finally discovered what was wrong, that is, there was no brain in the dismembered head.

The brain of this old man's monster is empty. Although, for strange things, brains are dispensable. But for the tricks with relatively low strength, the accessories of the body still have a certain effect, although they will not die without this part of the organs, but they will have a different performance from the normal tricks.

For example, there will be no sense of self. Of course, Zheng Kai was not interested in where the brain of this old man trick went, what he was interested in was, where was the enshrinement card on this old man's trick placed?

If possible, Zheng Kai wanted to take this opportunity to solve the matter of the enshrinement card for Guo Shengping.

The five white-clothed employees waited for half an hour, feeling that the dismembered organs and limbs were not of interest, so they began to re-stitch the body step by step, like a splicing toy, and felt bored when they dismantled it, so they put it back together.

At this time, Zheng Kai noticed. There was also no hatred in these five white-clad employees.

"Are they really monsters?" Zheng Kai was skeptical. As long as it's a trick, there should be hatred.

Even the weakest tricks should have hatred, unless they have some kind of special item on them that can hide their aura, like a blood scab mask.

But Zheng Kai felt that this possibility was very small. Special items that can hide the aura are rare. The massage chair has told Zheng Kai more than once that among its rewards, blood scab masks are very rare, and even belong to the only one.

Even the massage chair only has a bloody scab mask with a hidden breath, and Zheng Kai doesn't think that the managers of this factory can equip every employee with a special item that hides the breath, which seems too extravagant.

Besides, there is no need for the employees here to hide their breath. In order to better manage the factory, what they need to do is to magnify their hatred and make these old people fear them, instead of hiding their hatred.

End of dissection. Five white-clad employees left one after another. The old man, who had been spliced back together, regained his freedom of movement and put on his clothes, but his eyes were still not bright, and he looked stiff when he walked.

Seeing this, Zheng Kai said to He Weili: "I still have some things, you can go back first." He Weili glanced at the old man with a dull expression, and then at Zheng Kai, and didn't say anything, anyway, Zheng Kai had nothing to do with him, it was best to hide away and not be involved.

Zheng Kai followed the dismembered old man. The old man returned to his room, and just wanted to close the door, Zheng Kai suddenly dodged in and closed the door.

"Long time no see." Zheng Kai greeted with a smile. And the old man with a dull expression didn't react at all when he saw Zheng Kai.

Obviously, having lost his brain, his sense of self was gone.