What is this strange thing?

Jiang Yu wrote down the number of pages in the lower right corner of the jellyfish's page, and then raised his hand to turn the pages of "Fish Acupuncture", and the content of the other pages was also very similar, the difference was only that the object of the needle had changed.

From jellyfish to turtles, all kinds of fish that Jiang Yu has never seen are all in this book, and without exception, their bodies are full of needles.

However, although the so-called "Fish Acupuncture" looks very special in its position, it doesn't seem to have any special information and significance, Jiang Yu turned the book to the jellyfish page and put it back under the lamp.

She walked around the back of her desk, which had three locked drawers on the right-hand side of the desk, and the handles of the drawers were covered in dust.

But under the light of the office, Jiang Yu could see that among the dust, there were traces touched by a few fingers, and the traces were clean and clean, without a trace of dust, as if someone had opened the drawer in this position not long ago.

Only the top drawer handle had been touched, Jiang Yu raised his hand, hooked his fingers on the top drawer handle, pressed it on top of the dust, and opened the closed drawer.

What caught his eye was a box, the lid of the box was not closed, and Jiang Yu could clearly see the contents inside, all of which were all kinds of needles, and some of the needles had dark traces on them.

Acupuncture? And is it used?

The related books are also placed under the table lamp, and the jellyfish that has been tied into a hedgehog is a slender silver needle, each of which looks exactly the same, but the needles in this box are of different styles and sizes, as if there are any types, but they are not the same as the book, the kind of long needles that look as thin as a cow's hair.

Jiang Yu's mind flashed the scene of seeing the fat curator, what the curator said at the time, those doctors who are not professional enough, can't it be himself?

She thought it was not impossible, the medical book was placed in front of the table, and there happened to be a box of needles here, and most of the needles in it looked like they had been used.

Jiang Yu turned over the lid of the box with his hands, and saw that only half of the label was left on the lid, the torn place was yellow and black, and only half of the name remained, "moxibustion special", looking at the position of the label covering the lid, there was only one word in the front where it was torn and could not be seen.

Acupuncture?

There was a needle with metal beads on the tail, and as Jiang Yu touched the little movement made by the box, it rolled from the middle to the edge of the box, and a sewing needle with a hole in the tail and looked thick fell from the top to the bottom of the box.

From Jiang Yu's point of view, there may be no needles in this "acupuncture-specific" box that can be used for acupuncture.

So, the fat curator temporarily crammed Buddha's feet, gnawed a little bit of the acupuncture book I don't know who wrote it, and took these needles to the aquarium to treat those fish?

That can't be cured, as it should be.

However, fortunately, the curator can remember to ask for help, found a professional Dr. Xiao to help, and happened to be lucky to meet the kind-hearted Dr. Jiang Yujiang, so that he could successfully cure the fish in the aquarium.

In the first drawer opened by Jiang Yu, there was nothing but a box of needles that read "For Acupuncture".

Jiang Yu glanced up, there were no cabinets in the fat curator's office where things could be placed, many things were stacked on the ground at random, and the only place to hide things seemed to be a few drawers here at the desk.

Stuffing the first drawer back, Jiang Yu casually picked up a book from the table, put the book horizontally, pinned the hard corners of the book into the drawer handle, and opened the second and third drawers, but there was nothing inside, it was empty.

Jiang Yu didn't find anything, didn't see any more valuable information, and didn't see the same red thread as the wound on the back of Zhou Dahai's neck, or the red bugs.

It's all here, she can't find everything, right? So unlucky?

Jiang Yu shook his head, thinking that he was not a low luck value, he felt that it should not be, and as the office of the current largest leader of the sea amusement park, did the fat curator really have nothing here?

Even if there is a special place to store materials in the sea amusement park, this is just a temporary office for the fat curator, he only comes in once in a while, then he will definitely leave something, not to mention, according to Zhou Dahai's description, the fat curator likes to stay in the aquarium very much, and the office is also something he wants to move over.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yu's gaze swept around the office, and the various books on the table were similar, except for the fact that they basically looked like medical skills, the others were the living habits of some fish, or popular science books, such as "Deep-Sea Fish", "Fish Egg Hatching Manual", "Betta Fish Postpartum Care", ......

The ground is also full of debris.

There were some discarded books, as well as torn paper, boxes of leftover canned food, bottles of drinking water that had been drunk, and bags of various snacks, and some fresh-looking meals, all mixed and piled together......

It's a garbage heap that exists next to the wall.

Next to the garbage heap is a small garbage can that is already full.

Fat curator doesn't throw garbage?

When she first came in, Jiang Yu didn't pay attention, but now after seeing the garbage piled up by the wall, she seems to have begun to smell the smell of things rotting, and she doesn't know what is under the pile of garbage, whether it has rotted.

There was food on the top floor that looked relatively fresh, and there must be food down there that had been poured there I don't know how long ago, and it had long since stinked.

Jiang Yu doesn't believe that there are only waste books and paper under the garbage heap.

The more she thought about it, the stench that lingered on the tip of her nose seemed to become more and more obvious, Jiang Yu frowned and looked away, and quickly turned back, she looked at the small trash can on the side with wide eyes.

Several obese white bugs crawled up from the trash can, and one writhed its fat body and fell from the mouth of the bin to the ground outside.

This picture is too impactful, Jiang Yu seems to see the garbage piled up on the wall is moving, as if there are white and fat maggots crawling up from below, Jiang Yu looks away, and his steps retreat slightly.

Finding no useful information in the curator's office, and not seeing the strange red bugs, she saw something else first, and Jiang Yu began to regret her intent on getting in.

Even if there is no relevant information about the sea amusement park here, but Zhou Dahai said that the curator needs to come back to the office to stitch up his wounds, and those red lines should be here. Or carrying bugs?