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Chapter 558: The Corpse Can Talk (2)



Chapter 558: The Corpse Can Talk (2)

A few days later, another male corpse was brought in.

He undressed the man and was about to cut open his chest for autopsy when a cold and hard voice suddenly came from the side: "Be gentle, I'm afraid of the pain."

He turned his head suddenly and was surprised to see that the corpse had opened its eyes at some point. The empty eyes looked at him and repeated, "Be gentle with the knife. I'm afraid of the pain."

The scalpel fell to the floor with a bang.

A colleague opened the door and asked, "What's going on?"

Lao Lou pointed at the male corpse tremblingly: "He-he opened his eyes and spoke!"

The colleague walked over and looked at the man's face carefully: "No, his eyes are closed. The corpse is talking? Are you kidding? How can a corpse talk?"

That night, my colleagues were always by my side.

During this period, the corpse clearly spoke several times, but the colleagues did not notice it once.

Lao Lou realized that he was probably the only one who could see the abnormality of the corpse.

In the past, he was a staunch atheist, and he dared to deal with any corpse, no matter what kind of corpse it was. It was his job to help the deceased find out the real cause of death and clear the deceased's name.

But now, with corpses chatting with him every day, he felt that his spirit could no longer bear it, let alone perform an autopsy.

How can a forensic scientist who can't hold a knife continue in this profession?

His colleagues and leaders also noticed his abnormality and arranged for him to take a vacation.

Lao Lou thought about it and felt that he couldn't go on like this, so he came to Sang Feiwan's live broadcast room for help.

[I know this, he must have opened his Yin-Yang eyes, so he can see the corpse talking.]

[So is it enough to just turn off the Yin-Yang eyes? Can the anchor turn it off? ]

[This skill is so cool, can you give it to me? ]

Sang Feiwan ignored the comments on the public screen, looked at the man's face again, and shook his head: "You don't have the Yin-Yang eyes."

Lao Lou asked: "Then why do I see those strange things that others can't see?"

At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly broke into the screen: "Lou Gang, why aren't you sleeping so late? Don't you know that the lights should be turned off at 9:00?"

Lao Lou's face changed drastically, and he quickly hid his phone in the drawer. The connected screen suddenly went dark, and there was a faint sound of conversation:

"Hey, why didn't you take your medicine tonight?"

"I'm not sick, and I don't want to take this medicine anymore."

"No, you have to take the medicine. Only by taking it can your illness be cured. Take it now. I want to watch you take it so that you don't hide it again."

In the live broadcast room, netizens have begun to boil:

[What happened just now? ? Who is that girl? Is she Lao Lou’s wife? ]

[Could it be a nurse? I just felt that the background of the old building was a bit like the layout of a ward.]

[Is he in a mental hospital? Is he locked up because he saw things that normal people can't see and was considered a psychopath?]

[Ah, this is... a bit miserable. ]

Not long after, the sound of a door closing was heard.

After a while, the picture shook, and then Lao Lou reappeared in the live broadcast room.

He didn't dare turn on the light again, fearing that he would be discovered by the nurse on duty outside. He asked Sang Feiwan for help in a low voice: "Anchor, please save me! Not only have I been suspended, they also think I am mentally ill, which is why I saw those things. No one believes me, they don't believe me!"

"Anchor, you can communicate with spirits, so you know that what I said is true and I didn't lie, right? You won't deny everything I saw like those people, right?"

Sang Feiwan nodded: "I believe what you said, and I believe that you did see those scenes, but they were all your hallucinations."

Lao Lou's originally trusting look gradually turned into doubt because of the word "hallucination".

"Why are you the same as them? Why do you all think that what I saw was an illusion? You lied to me, you didn't believe me at all! You are the same as them, you don't believe me either!"

Sang Feiwan sighed quietly, "I believe what you said is true. From your perspective, those are indeed what you saw. But they are also hallucinations that you created. Your hallucinations deceived you and made you think that those were real. In fact, you just wanted to avoid the truth."

"No, it's not!" The man suddenly collapsed and shouted loudly: "You are lying, I am not running away, I am not running away!"

Although the truth is cruel, escape is never a solution.

Sang Feiwan slightly raised the corner of his lips and said softly: "Wake up and come out of your illusion..."

Her voice was full of spiritual power, bringing clarity to Lao Lou's thoughts.

The irritable man suddenly calmed down and remembered everything.

Lao Lou was indeed a forensic doctor. Although he often had to come into contact with corpses during his work, his job was very stable and his income was not bad.

He also has a happy family. His wife and he have always been in love from school uniforms to wedding dresses.

That day was his wife's birthday, and the two had originally agreed to go to a restaurant together in the evening to celebrate her birthday and spend some time alone.

In the evening, when he was about to get off work, a female corpse was suddenly delivered by the criminal investigation team.

The work of forensic pathologists is very special, and overtime is the norm. Once there is work, you have to get to work immediately, no matter what time it is.

After he finished his work in the old building, he remembered that he was so busy with work that he forgot to call his wife.

When I took out my phone, I found many missed calls and messages from my wife:

[I'm already at the restaurant, where are you? ]

[Why don’t you reply to the message? What time is it? ]

[The restaurant is about to close, why haven't you come yet? You don't answer the phone or reply to messages, are you working overtime again? ]

[You are so annoying. You didn't even tell me that you were working overtime! I am angry, but I can't be appeased! ]

[Forget it, I'll go back by myself. When you're done, message me back.]

After seeing the news from his wife, Lao Lou felt both guilty and relieved that his wife understood.

He also called his wife while changing his clothes, wanting to apologize to her properly. Tomorrow is the weekend, so why not take her on a short trip as an apology.

I called three times in a row but no one answered. I looked at the time: 2:30 a.m. Could it be that he fell asleep and his phone was turned off?

After changing his clothes, he was preparing to go home after get off work.

Unexpectedly, at this time, another body was delivered.

An accompanying criminal police officer said angrily, "This is already the sixth murder case. That perverted killer is so abominable. He only targets single women. Old Building, I'm sorry to bother you. I have to work overtime again. This case has a really bad impact. The higher-ups want us to solve the case as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Lao Lou immediately put on his work clothes that he had just taken off.

But when he lifted the white cloth covering the body, he revealed an extremely familiar face - his wife.


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