Chapter 133: The Victory of Humanity

Luke looked at the two corpses.

The chest of one of the corpses was cut open from the middle with precision, and after reaching the abdomen, precise incisions were made on each side, and the flesh of the entire upper body was lifted to the sides like a book, revealing the internal organs.

But the strange thing is that there is not much blood around the corpse, and it looks like the blood in the corpse was completely sucked by some kind of creature before it died.

Another one.

It is not very accurate to say that it is a corpse, although it has stopped breathing, but in Luke's perception, it still has a faint sign of survival, as if it has been forcibly extended by some supernatural means.

There was a straight wound on the side of his abdomen, which appeared to have been cut with precision by a scalpel, similar to the wound of the first corpse, the major artery in his neck had been severed, and the blood that had dried up on the ground.

The body's eyes were pierced, its ears pierced with a long, sharp scalpel, and two lines of words written in blood on its chest:

"Put the tape" "Burn me"

It looks like it's written with your fingers dipped in your own blood.

Luke asked, "Who is this?" What's in the tape? ”

William said with a sad face, "This is Carl Winters, the best forensic doctor in our police department. Recently, there was a case of a mass death of a mine worker, and he stayed here last night to dissect the body, and then there was an accident. ”

With that, he turned on the tape recorder next to him and began to play Luke the "tape" written on Carl's chest.

Last night's live recording came out of a vintage tape recorder: "I'm Dr. Carl Winters, a report pathologist from the Coroner's Office of the Twina Police Department in Phoenix, and I'm now recording the preliminary post-mortem report for the ten victims of the Braddock Fox mine accident. ”

"William, this is specially recorded for you, and my written report is the official report."

Luke turned his head to look at William.

William made a helpless expression and said: "Carl is an old friend of mine, the Workers' Compensation Law stipulates that work-related death benefits are only paid to the family members of employees who died in an accident during employment, and this case was preliminarily identified as an explosion made by a murderer using a bomb, which did not meet the conditions for compensation, so I discussed with Carl to see if we could try to find a way."

As Calwin's and generous voice continued, as he spoke, it was as if Luke had watched the whole story of last night.

"The bodies of the deceased were all distributed about 27 meters away from the suspect Allen."

Carl Winters turned on the vintage tape recorder, flipped through photographs and reports from the scene, recounted the contents, and soon found the first body that needed to be autopsied.

He checked the name tag, pushed the cart containing the corpse to the autopsy room, laboriously transferred the corpse to the autopsy table, turned on the light, cut the clothes from the corpse with scissors, said "Sorry man" to Hudson Miller, who was about to be dissected, and continued to the tape recorder: "Except for autolysis and decay, the rest of the symptoms are fully qualified for death by suffocation. ”

After examining the marks on the surface of the corpse, he picked up a scalpel and made a precise Y-shaped wound on the corpse's chest and abdomen, lifting the flesh and skin.

After opening the chest cavity and abdominal cavity completely, he pinched the lower end of the rib cage and fixed it, cut the outside of the ribs one by one with small forceps to separate them from the body, and then completely broke off the entire rib cage.

He went on to record what he saw: "The pleura showed subcutaneous hemorrhage, indicating that the deceased had suffered intense blunt trauma before his death. ”

He removed the two lobes of the lungs and put them in a container, then plucked the heart, put it under the light, cut it one by one, and observed the condition of the left and right ventricles.

"The right side of the heart is swollen and filled with black bruises, the coronary arteries are the same."

"That's a good thing, William, these are breathing difficulties and concussions."

"It seems to me that there is no evidence that there was a bomb at the scene, and the inference of traumatic asphyxiation seems to have been established."

After the examination, he put the various organs removed into a white plastic bag, put them back into the abdominal cavity of the corpse, and then used an elbow needle and black sutures to suture the cut wound, giving the corpse the last bit of dignity.

He then transferred the body to a cart and sent it back to the morgue to exchange for another body.

As soon as he cut the corpse's shirt, he was surprised to find that there was a thin, deep wound in the middle of the corpse's chest, and he felt as if it was reaching his heart when he touched it.

Following the same process as the previous corpse, he dissected it again and pulled out a pale, shriveled heart, which looked as if it had been vacuum-compressed, into a flat white lump of flesh without a trace of blood.

After the examination, he stitched the body together and replaced it with another one.

The corpse was the same as before, with a small, deep wound in the chest.

Carl was suspicious, he put down his work, looked at the photos of the scene again, thought for a long time, and prepared to perform an autopsy on the body of the suspect Allen.

Walking to the morgue, he surveyed the corpses that lay on either side of his body.

Suddenly, the palm of Allen's corpse in the far distance opened violently, and he moved, and then his upper body sat up, moved his body, and rolled over from the mobile hospital bed.

It seemed to have just been resurrected, its grip on its body was extremely stiff, and it fell to the ground, and then crawled towards Carl like a robot that was out of control.

Karl stared at the monster in front of him who didn't know what it was, slowly retreated, opened and closed the door with his body, and retreated to the dissection room.

Alan's corpse climbed more and more smoothly, and by the time he reached the dissection room, he was already able to stand up against the door.

The monster could communicate, and it said bitterly, "Help me, I'm trapped in this body." ”

Carl asked, "What the hell are you?" ”

The monster smiled wickedly, "You'll find out soon, doctor." ”

He approached Carl and was talking, when a large number of tentacles suddenly appeared from his mouth, Carl only saw this scene, and his brain suddenly became dizzy and unconscious.

When he woke up, he was already stripped naked, as if he was paralyzed, unable to move his whole body, only his right hand was still conscious, but he was tied to the dissection table with an elastic rubber rope.

Ellen stretched out tentacles from his mouth and plunged deep into the other corpses in the morgue, drawing blood from them, which turned out to be the source of the wounds on the two corpses that had been dissected earlier.

Allen's corpse seemed to have fully regained its vitality, and it waved its hand and said, "The bad blood can only replenish a little energy." It takes a lot of energy to manipulate this shell to become one, and once we're combined, I'm going to have stomach problems again. ”

Carl watched Ellen's movements nervously, and he walked up to Carl and looked down at Carl from overhead.

"Dr. Winters, you're a good host, killing people is dangerous, but I can use your shell to forage for food, and the food will be delivered to your door automatically, and you can eat it while it's hot."

The monster, temporarily named Allen, expertly picked up Carl's scalpel, cut his own clothes, and lay side by side with him on the mobile hospital bed next to him, waiting for the corpse to be dissected.

The conversation continues.

Carl asked, "Are you going to transfer yourself from Eren to me?" ”

The monster replied, "Yes." ”

Carl continued, "How?" ”

It can be seen that it is in a good mood, and seems to be excited to choose such an excellent host as Carl, and it seems to be a bit chattering itself, and is very keen to answer Carl's questions.

The monster triumphantly explained: "Usually through the digestive tract, my race has completely mastered the way to infiltrate another creature, and when I was in the larval stage, I slipped into Alan's mouth while he was asleep, and since then, I have grown bigger and bigger, so this time I have to make an incision in us." ”

It was as if he had taken Carl's body as his own.

Karl went on to ask, "You're going to dig yourself out with your parasitic puppet?" But once you are out of his body, won't he lose all his limbs and throw you down? ”

The monster was very talkative, and replied, "I know even more about your physiology than you do, doctor, and I know exactly what to cut and what not to cut." ”

He picked up the scalpel, slashed his chest vertically, and continued, "To achieve the most ideal state of fusion, we have to sacrifice secondary tissues, and the host itself has structures of sight, hearing, smell, and mobility, so we don't have to have these abilities ourselves. We are no longer equipped with these extra organs, so we sublimate. ”

Carl scoffed.

The monster asked, "Doctor, did I make you laugh?" ”

Karl said disdainfully, "You are simply deceiving yourself, you are jealous of us." ”

The monster was stunned for a moment and retorted: "Ridiculous. ”

Karl continued, "You don't have the senses yourself, so you have to steal from other creatures. ”

The movement in the monster's hand paused, and he was annoyed, and said: "I am just an inconspicuous existence in the race, my race, in the abyss parasitized countless powerful demons, they have crossed through the spatial rift, and they are about to destroy your country. ”

Carl couldn't understand what he meant by "abyss" and "demon", and could only guess that it was another kind of monster, but that didn't stop him from continuing to say contemptuously: "Everything you have is stolen, and you're thieves and parasites at best, it's pathetic." ”

The monster no longer defended, sped up the movement of his hand, opened his abdomen like a book, cut the ribs short one by one like Carl before, took off the whole rib, and dug out the monster's body from the organs.

Its body is like an octopus, with a shuttle-shaped head above, and its skin is pitted, with many hollowed out irregular holes, which suddenly look like a large number of scars, and below it are more than a dozen slender tentacles.

It was taken out entirely, except for a few tentacles still attached to Eren's body, continuing to control his movements.

Allen's body put it on Carl's stomach, then picked up the scalpel and cut a narrow wound on Carl's flank, the operation was all done, Allen had a smug smile on his face, and said, "You're mine." ”

A large number of remaining tentacles were withdrawn from Allen's body, and as the last tentacle left, Allen's body twitched and became stiff in an instant.

A tear ran down the corner of his eye.

Allen's own consciousness was still present when he was parasitized by the monster, and he was finally liberated at this time after watching himself commit countless crimes under the manipulation of the monster.

After breaking away from Allen, the monster temporarily lost its sight and hearing, and could only grope for the wound on Carl's body that had just been cut.

With the force of his right hand, Karl stretched the elastic rope to reach the scalpel in Alan's stiff hand, and said to the monster, "Once you leave Alan, you will lose your sight and hearing. ”

He took the scalpel and plunged it into the monster's head, but the elastic rubber rope was of limited length, and no matter how hard he tried, there was still a long way to go.

Carl forced himself to calm himself down and said to himself, "There must be a way." ”

The monster had already found the wound by this time, and several tentacles began to tentatively burrow inside.

"Not to survive," he said.

After speaking, he made a small opening on the side of his neck with a scalpel, held the scalpel in his mouth, dipped his fingers in blood, and wrote two lines of words on his chest with difficulty.

"Put the tape" "Burn me"

Several of the monster's tentacles had fully entered, and Carl took advantage of the fact that his consciousness was not yet under control, and picked up the narrow scalpel from his mouth.

He aimed the scalpel at his ear canal, the expression on his face twisted violently, as if he were terrified, as if he were rehearsing the torture that was coming.

Time was urgent, and there was no time to do psychological construction, so he directly inserted the scalpel into his ear, and after two turns, red blood gushed out of his ear canal.

The pain was so intense that he couldn't help himself to cry out.

Then, holding back the pain, he tilted his head, did the same to his left ear, and inserted the scalpel into the same way, destroying both ears and abandoning his sense of hearing.

The old man wailed helplessly, but the scalpel remained tightly in his hand.

Most of the monster's tentacles have entered the body and are about to take over control of the body.

Carl's spirit was completely free from his body at this point, and the pain of both ears being pierced could not stop him from moving on to the next step.

He raised the scalpel horizontally and slashed it neatly at his own throat, slicing his neck open, and blood began to ooze profusely.

His wails stopped, turning into an intermittent "hissing" leak.

He didn't stop, and he raised the scalpel again, aiming it at his eyes.

The silvery-white metallic luster of the scalpel has been obscured by bloodstains, and a drop of blood curdles on the tip of the knife and is about to fall.

The old man's soul restrained the instinctive fear of his body, stared directly at the sharp tip of the knife, and his right hand slowly fell, and Qi Gen disappeared into his eyes.

Then pull it out, and the same is true for the left eye socket.

At this point, the old man's plan was all completed, his hand was slowly lowered, and as the monster completely burrowed into his body, he lost control of his body.

The monster completed the parasitism and suppressed Carl's consciousness, but his consciousness did not dissipate.

The monster unexpectedly found that he still didn't hear or see, and that the nerves in his body were just painful.

He asked in his consciousness, "What did you do?" ”

Carl's consciousness sent a message: "This is your new home, but you won't be staying here for long, this new home may have been damaged, the lights are broken, and you will also realize that the neighborhood is a little quiet." ”

The monster understood what was happening to him, and a vicious consciousness passed away: "I can still control your movements." Then, Carl's body exerted its strength violently, and its control over the human body was very strong, and the power of the body was fully exerted, and the elastic rubber rope that bound it was torn off in an instant.

"We'll wait for your friend named William to come, and once he's close, we'll be"

Carl interrupted him: "I just forgot to remind you that the water pipe terminal in this house is damaged, and in a few minutes, I will bleed to death." ”

The monster repeated, "I'm not going to die, I'm not going to die." ”

Carl won the game, saying, "Don't you want to know what you've forgotten?" The whole conversation we had just had was recorded, and my tape recorder was running all the time, and the tapes ran out, but I'm sure my friend would have heard it when he arrived, and it would have sounded interesting. ”

The monster roared in consciousness: "Let me out!" Let me out! ”

It controlled Carl's body and waved its hands wildly, but only allowed the blood to flow out faster.

In desperation, it can only control its body to lie on the ground, control its body into dormancy with its racial ability, and maintain the most basic activity of its body.

Ask for a monthly pass!! There are still more than 200 to be drawn...... The kid has never smoked it in his life...... Please

This chapter is from the third episode of the 2022 Netflix series "Guillermo del Toro's Whimsy", "Autopsy", this show is okay, and readers who are short of dramas can go and check it out.

Old Carl, I think I can be an emperor's chosen one in Warhammer~

Loyal!!!

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