Chapter 200: You Leave This Liar Behind
For various reasons, the members of the medical school are not buried in the church cemetery after their deaths, nor are they merged with the general cemetery, but a separate area is demarcated, which is located within the university.
In this way, the professors will be free from sharing space with the most unruly church members after their deaths, nor will they have to be disturbed by the noise of the well market outside the ivory tower, and they will be able to continue their unfinished thinking under the meadow of the college.
The white stone obelisk, which is the same as the building material, is erected on neatly repaired turf and is similar in shape, except for the length of the inscription.
The newly built ones have only names and simple eulogies for the unfortunate students, the names followed by three lines of small letters belong to Lecturer Petri, and the inscriptions only have the names and dates of birth and death of Morrison and his hapless disciples.
"Someone will remember them, and they don't need to be memorized."
"Indeed." Perhaps in the future, students who are here to review and prepare for the exam will feel familiar when they look at the name on the tombstone next to them. He had better feel dΓ©jΓ vu, or else he would have to come back the year to memorize the contents of the same monograph.
Holding an unknown white bouquet of flowers, Kraft placed one in front of each tombstone, dividing the remaining half of the bunch equally under the names of Morrison and Kalman.
The busy man, Professor Samuel, was still busy today, and another lecturer took his place and accompanied the three of them here.
"Lecturer Viren, you don't have to be here to accompany you, after all, I'm just here to see an old friend." After a few days of social activities, Professor Fernand has unconsciously and naturally brought into this identity, and has been able to openly identify himself as an old friend of Morrison without changing his face.
Most people seem to acquiesce to this statement, and Morrison can't open the coffin board to deny it anyway. Objectively speaking, his death has made an outstanding contribution to promoting the relaxation of relations between the two sides.
"It's out of the way, I have nothing to do every day anyway." Viren looked at the three Rivers in confusion. It is really a time of crisis to see people's hearts, in recent days, this group of people got off the boat to mourn and visit the relatives of the deceased, and today they also came to the cemetery, it seems that there is a tendency to continue to stay.
Hearing that he didn't seem polite, Kraft asked, "May I ask what direction are you in?" β
"Anatomy."
"Oh, no wonder." Everyone looked surprised. In the high-pressure environment where the courtroom comes to walk around when it is nothing, it is indeed not easy to carry out teaching and research.
Lecturer Viren swept away the fallen leaves on Petri's tombstone and sighed: "It's also because of this Petri that he was able to walk away, but he didn't expect to encounter a heretic murder just after going to Rivers, and he might have continued some of the professors' fallen topics." β
"It's a shame. So, Petri had a collaboration with Professor Morrison? β
"Can't tell?" The lecturer, who was in a panic, recalled for a while, and found that he had a weak impression of the specific activities of his colleagues who got along day and night in the past six months, "He received some help from two professors in pain-reducing surgery, but the details are not clear." β
Then came the news of a breakthrough in anesthesia technology, and the matter was over. Professor Kraft, as soon as your work came out, most of the same kind of research was worthless. β
"No, at least there is still value in the research on techniques to speed up surgery, and I think it is still necessary to find a balance between efficiency and delicacy, which needs to be discussed and formed by as many experienced professionals as possible." Pulling out a direction that can be used to get close to it couldn't be easier for the pioneers of the new direction.
He stretched out his hand to the other party, "I have this in mind when I came to Dunling, I wonder if Lecturer Viren is interested in participating?" β
"Huh?" Viren felt that he should think about it for a moment, but when he reacted, his hand was already clasped, "My pleasure." β
"Although it is not suitable to start a clinical trial at this time, it is always okay to communicate the process of preparing anesthetic drugs first." Kraft took his hand and made a look of embarrassment, "How's the equipment going after the accident in your school's lab?" β
"Well, to be honest, it's not ideal."
"Is it that serious?" Someone is very concerned about the destruction of the fire ground.
"Yes, it was late at night, and by the time someone spotted the glow of the dome skylight, it was already too late. The glass container was twisted into a ball, some of the fine metal objects were melted down, and worst of all, there were unorganized and archived records. β
You can't blame the court, everyone has to check this kind of fire.
[Or think differently]
The order can be reversed, not that the fire came to the Tribunal, but that the Tribunal had noticed something before that, and forced the laboratory to be burned. So maybe they know better.
It's just that now there is still a question, "So what is buried here?" β
"Identify by the remnants of personal objects and their location. It was a nightmare. β
Confirmed, Kraft stretches his mind and embraces all that is in his senses. An unstoppable gaze peels through the turf, seeps into the wet soil, and peeks into the coffin buried deep underground.
Months of bringing plant roots and small creatures back to the area, where the active annelids loosen the compacted soil, where ants burrow, and the damp environment turns the already badly burned tissues into nests of microorganisms and saprophytes, and this small environment falls silent when the only organic matter is consumed.
The undertaker carefully placed the bones in their approximate position, showing good professionalism. Now all that's left is these bones.
Unless the deceased happened to have a bruise before his death, and then healed to form a callus, it may be a bit difficult to analyze and compare the identity by relying on these things.
"It's a shame." Kraft examined the bones that had lost their connections and spread out one by one, among which the soft tissues were less protected and the more severely burned had been deformed and fragmented, and the relatively strong large bones still retained their original shape.
He compared Kalman's height with the approximate height of his bones as much as he could, and concluded that he had to be allowed to put the scattered pieces together before he had a chance to compare.
Not to mention the orthopedic surgeon, even if the court put out the holy emblem on the spot and chanted the scriptures to invite the Heavenly Father to come up, don't try to recognize who was in life.
As for Morrison, he has not seen it with his own eyes, and it is impossible to make a body type restoration based on the portrait alone. Since it was impossible to confirm the identity, it was pointless to verify the existence of anatomical alienation, so Kraft took the idea of coming and went, and by the way, inspected the graves of several students who had been killed before leaving.
It was also a completely destroyed corpse, with only large pieces of bone still intact. He walked in front of the tombstone in turn, sweeping the coffin with the clearest range of spiritual senses, distinguishing the parts that might have bony features.
Kraft stopped in front of one of the tombstones and pronounced the name, "Clark." β
A typical male name.
Due to the thick fat pads and muscles, the pelvis has become a relatively well-preserved part, and the pelvis of the remains in the coffin seems to be shallower than the rest of the people, which has attracted further attention.
The pubic symphysis, the anterior junction of the pelvic entrance plane, is distinctly wider at the posterior angle, which makes the anterior half of the entrance wider and more spacious. The interspinous diameter of the ischial bones on both sides of the middle pelvis is also quite spacious, and the passage is good.
"Lecturer Viren, I have a question, which may be a bit presumptuous."
The prospect of promotion to professor was at hand, and Viren was more than happy to answer any questions, "Please, as long as it doesn't involve the internal affairs of the college, there is nothing to be kept secret." β
"One of my students is a woman and is currently learning the basics, but in the future, if you want to go further, you will inevitably need a degree, so I would like to know if there is a precedent for the University of Tunling to admit female students?"
"Even if we are willing to recruit them, I am afraid that it is difficult for any woman to be willing to bear the pressure from the world and join the ranks of exploring the mysteries of the human body, and even Professor Morrison did not choose to let his only daughter take over the family inheritance."
"Well, I'd rather leave the choice to herself." Kraft answered, successfully pulling out the information he wanted.
The purpose of the trip has been partially achieved. There was no need for precise measurements, and the mental organs made judgments when they observed the shape of the wide and shallow pelvis.
γA female pelvisγ
"I've always heard Professor Kallman say that the church here in Dunling is strictly supervised, and there is no room for anatomical development." Now it seems that this is the case, and even a few corpses of a certain gender can't be put together, and the finishing touch is really rough.
Happy May Day! (Ο)