C91

Name:Skin Painter Author:Fu Yao
Under the arrangements of the Director-general Zhang, I was brought to the autopsy room.

He didn't know how it happened, but it was as if this Captain Hu had been wronged by me in his previous life. He just didn't like me and didn't stop on the way there. He looked at me with his slanted eyebrows, and said with a weird tone: "Ma Que right? Where did this come from? How did you connect this line with the Director-general Zhang?"

I smiled wryly as I couldn't be bothered to respond to him. My mind started working, thinking that I was just a passerby in this city. What does this case have to do with me?

Since I have made up my mind, I ignored Captain Hu and let him talk a lot.

However, from his words, I managed to get a hold of a piece of information. It turned out that Captain Hu thought that I was sent down from the organization, so participating in this case was just a formality.

Furthermore, the Captain Hu had also said that he himself was the infamous' black pot king 'of the police department. After working for dozens of years, he had not only become the scapegoat, but had also established a legend that he had not been promoted in fifteen years.

Looking at his slovenly appearance and piercing eyes, I thought it was a miracle that he had been able to survive in the police force until now.

Forget about everything else, just based on his attitude towards Director-general Zhang, even I am not willing to promote him.

I quickly arrived at the autopsy room. It was cold inside, with a strong Formalin smell, making me dizzy from choking. However, in order to deal with this matter earlier, I clenched my teeth and walked in.

The Captain Hu was not the least bit polite as he registered at the entrance. After which, he looked at me sideways and said: "Ma Que, quickly come in. If you want to climb up, we can't be related at all."

I gritted my teeth and swallowed the words that were about to leave my mouth.

All sorts of strange instruments were arranged neatly at the side. There was a faint smell of blood in the room. In the center of the room, there was a large autopsy table covered with white cloth. Needless to say, this was the dead man.

However, I wasn't in a hurry to see it. I didn't want to see it either. I had imagined what it would be like inside the autopsy room countless times before. However, when I truly entered into it, I realized that my imagination was too weak.

The white instruments, the cold and gloomy freezer, the white cloth stained with mottled blood, the motionless corpse, everything here was stirring my nerves. I felt my scalp go numb and I couldn't breathe even after a while.

In my opinion, this isn't an autopsy room, this is clearly a slaughterhouse!

Wasn't the medical examiner wearing a mask and a white robe the butcher of this slaughterhouse?

I forcefully suppressed the twitching sensation in my stomach and covered my mouth to inhale two mouthfuls of Formalin and the smell of blood. I greeted the forensic doctor simply and just as I was about to speak, the Captain Hu acted as if it was on purpose and didn't give me any time to prepare.

I was already feeling very uncomfortable, but with Captain Hu making a ruckus, in the blink of an eye, that bare white corpse was revealed in front of me. I couldn't hold it in any longer, I felt a chill on my head, and my mouth turned bitter as food that I hadn't eaten for a long time was suddenly spat out. Luckily, there was a pond not too far away.

It was too bloody, too f * cking scary!

I suddenly started to suspect if Director-general Zhang had deliberately come to mess with me.

After an unknown period of time, I finally felt a little better. I panted heavily as I washed my face, only to see that Captain Hu was standing by the side with his hands folded across his chest. His eyes coldly looked at me, and his face was filled with pleasure and playfulness.

I knew that I couldn't beat him, and I couldn't scold him either. Thus, I could only grit my teeth and sniffle in embarrassment as I asked the medical examiner, "Officer Wang, please tell me about the situation."

However, what I didn't expect was that before Officer Wang could open his mouth, the Captain Hu would interrupt and say in a weird tone, "You ask the medical examiner for everything, what else do I need you for?"

To tell the truth, when I heard those words, I was truly angered. However, thinking that a warrior can be killed but not humiliated, and adding that the Director-general Zhang also gave me a general idea, I actually shut my mouth angrily after hearing what he said. I gave an embarrassed smile to Officer Wang and turned to walk towards the corpse.

However, even though the situation looked much better for the second time, I still couldn't help but feel my scalp go numb.

The blood and intestines were mixed, red and white, making it look extremely disgusting. I slightly closed my eyes, forcing myself to suppress the discomfort in my heart, thinking to myself that I shouldn't let this Hu surnamed Hu see me flatten out, I leaned closer, slightly narrowing my eyes, trying my best not to look at this most bloody and terrifying part of the body, and only glanced at the other parts of the body.

The deceased was as Director-general Zhang had said, in his forties. However, because of the high intensity of work, he looked rather old, even when he was lying on the autopsy bed. His hair was messy, and his beard was not shaved.

I could not help but feel sad. I thought to myself, how can this person who lives at the bottom of society and desperately struggles to survive die in vain?

Could it be that the heavens really had no eyes?

Fortunately, he looked as if he had died peacefully. His face was very calm, as if he had fallen asleep.

This time, Captain Hu didn't push me any further. Instead, he also leaned over like me, carefully inspecting my surroundings. However, he didn't say a single word during the entire process, as if he was intentionally keeping a secret from me.

As for me, since I only looked at the dead man's face, I knew almost nothing about the actual autopsy.

However, I was also happy, thinking that since it was just going through the motions, it didn't matter, so I narrowed my eyes and continued to watch, if Captain Hu didn't withdraw, I would not retreat.

However, it was also because of this that I found something strange.

Because of my squinty eyes, everything around me was a bit blurry, but it was also because of this that I noticed something strange.

In my line of sight, a wisp of invisible black gas slowly rose from the chest of the deceased, like smoke.

"It's the Yin Qi!" I immediately reacted, and at the same time, my heart shivered.

Normally speaking, it was very normal for Yin Qi to emanate from this person's body after death, but under normal circumstances, it should have come from his eyes, ears, and nose, and definitely not from his chest.

Moreover, the corpse had already been tormented to such a state. Even if there were Yin Qi s, they would have already scattered a long time ago, it was impossible for it to be so obvious.

Thinking about this, I turned my head to look at the direction where the Yin Qi was spreading out. Although I still felt uncomfortable, because I was distracted, I felt a little better.

The place that was emitting the Yin Qi was the dead person's chest, and the source of it was the stomach that was like a pot of porridge.

Moreover, I wasn't sure if it was due to my misconception, but I felt that the blood that was soaking the corpse's stomach seemed to have a life of its own. It automatically moved closer to the organs of the deceased person, and then quickly transformed into a Yin Qi that ordinary people couldn't see.

I had originally wanted to ask the medical examiner directly, but when I thought about how Captain Hu would definitely push me again, I could only grit my teeth and ask Qiyou for help. Furthermore, she was much more sensitive and authoritative towards Yin Qi s, so asking her was tens of thousands of times better than asking for medical examiner Wang.

Thus, I secretly invited Qiyou out, and asked her if she could feel that Yin Qi.

Qiyou didn't make a sound, the pale green figure followed the corpse and turned a circle before finally raising her head to cast a glance at me with her eyes. She nodded lightly and said softly: "There is indeed such a situation, and this process is extremely strange.

"Rot?" Startled, I asked her, "How do you rot?"

After Qiyou heard what I said, she shook her head and said, "After a person dies, their body will return to its natural state. That kind of decay is a type of natural decay, but other than that, there's also an exception.

I did not say anything, and indicated for Qiyou to continue.

Qiyou told me that after a person dies, their body would quickly decompose under a special environment, transforming into Yin and Yang energy. Yang would return to the sky, yin would return to the earth, and this Yang would become the soul, and this Yin would become the soul.

However, the soul of the deceased person in front of him had already dissipated, but his soul had not completely left his body, and had instead dissolved into his flesh and blood. Following this quick and unique process of corruption, he turned into a special kind of Yin Qi.

"So what?" I seemed to have found a crucial point, but for a moment I couldn't quite make out what it was, so I pressed her.

Qiyou smiled lightly, and said with certainty: "This is a kind of living, spiritual Yin Qi."

Hearing this, my mind suddenly opened up. A Yin Qi with life and intelligence, isn't that the Qi that our Soul Painter normally uses to record their souls?

However, how could such a thing happen?

You have to understand that under normal circumstances, Soul Painter would only restrain the scattered Qi, and would not directly extract it from the corpse of the deceased. Furthermore, many times, the person we need to draw a picture of might already be dead.

"Could it be that someone intentionally caused this to happen?" I had to think.

Just then, Qiyou started talking again, and she said: "From what I know, there are many methods to achieve this goal in the Ghost Dao, they use flesh and blood to refine souls, and then extract Yin Qi s for themselves, but, the number of Yin Qi produced by this person is truly limited, although it is extremely evil, it should not be of much use in reality."

Qiyou's words reminded me and gave me a direction. Thinking about it this way, I no longer hesitated and directly asked Forensics, "The internal organs of the deceased have signs of melting, did you find anything?"

With that, everyone, including Captain Hu Bao Zou, was stunned. They looked at me in disbelief.

With a surprised expression, he nodded his head and whispered, "We are indeed suspicious of this situation. However, although this process is much faster than the process of decomposition of normal corpses, we are still only suspicious. We cannot be sure."

At this point, Examiner Wang paused for a moment, but I still managed to catch up with him. He whispered, "The rotten parts have all disappeared, right?"

Although Forensic Doctor Wang was currently wearing a mask, I could still see the extreme shock in his eyes. His body trembled as he asked, "How did you know?"

I smiled and coldly replied, "I saw it!"

During the entire process, Captain Hu did not utter a word. Other than shock, there was nothing else on his face.