"Master, I'm sorry for you, help me figure out a way. You just have to open your mouth for money, we brothers just want to finish this funeral with dignity. The man wearing the gold chain stuffed Zhu Jiang Jiang with two thick red envelopes.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Xiaozhu, I'll go and do something else first." Director He patted Zhu Jiang Jiang on the shoulder, pinched the red envelope in his hand and hurriedly retreated.

"You should have asked other mortuaries as well, the corpses of the giants are difficult to repair, and we are usually tightly wrapped and sent directly to the incinerator." Zhu Jiang Jiang frowned slightly.

"That's someone else, Director He said, Master Zhu, you are a top student in forensics. Others can't do it, it doesn't mean you can't do it, I believe in you. ”

The man wearing the gold chain pushed the red envelope back again, and at the same time added one more. There were also a woman and two men who came with him, and they all opened their mouths to help persuade them, and Zhu Jiangjiang was so noisy that his brain was "buzzing".

"Okay, I'll try, first explain that it is likely to be repaired badly, you are prepared for both. Don't use the red envelope first, fix it and then give it if you are satisfied, don't blame me if you are not satisfied. Zhu Jiangjiang said helplessly.

As soon as he saw Zhu Jiang Jiang nodding, the man with the golden chain said yes again and again, left a photo to make an appointment, and the group left in a bustling manner.

"Master, can the corpse of the giant view also be repaired?" Datang asked curiously.

"You can try."

This nod is not completely forced by helplessness, Zhu Jiangjiang is still fifty percent sure of repairing this body.

Due to the difficulty and complexity of the operation, almost no mortuary will restore the remains of the Giants. But the restoration of the body has a different meaning for forensic science, so Zhu Jiangjiang has also put in a lot of hard work for this.

Zhu Jiangjiang took the ginger slices and mint that Datang went to the canteen to scavenge and put them in his mouth, put on a three-layer mask, and then took the prepared insecticide and formaldehyde into the beauty room.

VIP No. 55 is an 80-year-old man who died suddenly for nine days before being discovered by his neighbors because his children were not with him and his wife was also in the city to help take care of his grandchildren.

After walking for a long time, the corpse began to decompose, and the gas in the body expanded, forming a giant view.

The tongue of No. 55 on the operating table was sticking out, his eyes were bursting, and the seven orifices were crawling with maggots that had frozen to death in the freezer, and the corpse green began to fade and turn red, and the whole beauty room was filled with the smell of old salted fish, and the stench was unpleasant.

"Gross, I'm sorry, master, I can't help it......"

Even with adequate preparations, Datang still ran back and forth to the toilet several times in the process of cleaning the corpse.

The first step in dealing with the corpse of the giant is to resist enzymes first.

After Datang completed the cleaning and disinfection of the corpse, Zhu Jiangjiang first injected the enzyme-killing agent into No. 55's body from various parts.

Then take out a certain amount of formaldehyde, glycerin and alcohol in proportion to prepare a special facial repair solution.

"Formaldehyde has a good fixation effect on the remains. But it's too hard, so we add the right amount of glycerin to keep the body soft, while alcohol speeds up the enzyme inactivation and contraction. ”

While explaining to Datang, Zhu Jiangjiang took out 2,000 milliliters of the prepared body repair agent and injected it from the femoral artery of No. 55.

The next step is to reduce the swelling of the body.

Fifty-five's body has been overflowing, and although a special body restoration agent has been used, it is definitely impossible for so many people to drain them all in a few days.

Zhu Jiangjiang stretched out his hand and pressed gently, and streams of blood that dissolved fat and muscles slowly flowed out.

Because of the beginning of the decomposition, the skin of the corpse was as thin as paper, and Zhu Jiangjiang had to be careful and careful to avoid more restoration work.

As a large amount of blood flowed out, Fifty-Five became a full circle smaller, and the outline began to emerge.

After repairing the ulcers and breakages of the skin, Zhu Jiangjiang put on clothes for No. 55, who had initially recovered his body shape, before proceeding with the final facial repair.

Damaged eyeballs are selected to be removed whole, replaced with a fake eyeball. All the rotten flesh on the face was scraped off and three layers were brushed again with a repair solution prepared with vulcanized latex.

The toothless collapsed mouth is usually supported by a bamboo gasket, and because the fly maggots eat part of the gums, this time the spacer Zhu Jiangjiang chose to make it wider.

Gently sweep on foundation, apply light makeup and wear a wig.

Zhu Jiang Jiang took out the photos before he was born and compared them, trimmed the wig, and tried to fit the hairstyle of No. 55 when he was young.

"That's it?" Datang looked at No. 55 lying on the operating table, full of clothed chewing gum, and questioned Zhu Jiangjiang's technique for the first time.

"But if the remains of the Giant View can be restored like this, my master is also remarkable. No way, the foundation is too poor, there is no red envelope, there is no it. He squeezed Fifty-Five's limp arm and comforted himself.

"It will take another twelve hours for this level of decay to fully recover. You pull him back to the cold storage first, and we'll see it tomorrow. Zhu Jiangjiang smiled.

The amount of work to restore the body of No. 55 was too large, and after the work was over, Zhu Jiangjiang found that she had missed lunch perfectly.

After thinking about it and deciding not to eat it, she went directly to Director He's office.

"You're resigning?" Director He's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

"Is it because it's too much work? Or is it because of frequent overtime? Recently, a notice was issued from above, and all the second-level mortuaries and above will have their salaries increased by 5 percent. Your leaders know that you work hard, and the unit will not treat you badly. ”

Without waiting for Zhu Jiangjiang to speak, Director He began to teach earnestly.

"No, I volunteered to work overtime, and our unit is very good. It's just that you know, I studied forensic medicine, and I still want to develop in the system when I have the opportunity. ”

Taking advantage of Director He's efforts to bow his head and drink tea, Zhu Jiangjiang hurriedly spoke.

"Okay, I understand. Young people don't act too impulsively, you go back and think about it first. ”

Director He waved his hand with a busy look, and Zhu Jiangjiang could only say goodbye helplessly.

As soon as I got out of the office, I received a call from Shi Chong.

"Bai Qing is dead." Shi Chong said.

Bai Qing is the murderer of the "White Lover" case, and the secret room where he imprisoned the victim has never been found, and Shi Chong has been painstakingly trying to find enough evidence to prosecute him.

As soon as Bai Qing died, these secrets were also buried.

"It's all to blame for me being in a hurry." When asking about the cause of Bai Qing's death, Shi Chong couldn't help but regret it.

It turned out that the woman who cut her wrists that Bai Qing said that day was his mother.

After his mother cheated and was divorced, she was abandoned by her new boyfriend, and she chose to commit suicide by cutting her wrists in a depressed mood. He was only three years old at the time, and he watched from the sidelines, leaving a psychological shadow that can never be erased.

And the part that Bai Qing didn't know was that it was his father who cheated first, and the man his mother cheated on was found by Bai Qing's father, just so as not to be divided and not to be at fault for the divorce.

After Bai Qing learned the truth, he committed suicide by cutting his wrists with a sharpened toothbrush that night.

"He's too perfectionist, so he can't accept his flaws, and you can't blame him." Zhu Jiangjiang sighed.

"I'm going to the Blue Mountains on a business trip on the weekend, didn't you say you were going to the Blue Mountains for something, do you want to take a ride?" Shi Chong asked.

Because of those two strange prophetic dreams, Zhu Jiangjiang was eager to go to the farmer at the foot of the Blue Mountain.

But she knew that she was a scumbag of combat power, and in order to avoid giving away her head, Zhu Jiangjiang had always tried to find a way to catch Shi Chong.

Now that Shi Chong took the initiative to speak, she was naturally busy agreeing.