In the morgue of the First People's Hospital in the outer city, the space that was originally so empty that it was already filled with people coming to recognize the body.
Some people are immediate relatives of the deceased who came from other places, parents who went out to work, or children who were studying abroad.
They received a communication from the Yecheng Public Security Bureau and rushed back in a hurry, but they saw one, two or more corpses lying on the cold steel plates.
Some people are the collateral relatives of the local deceased. Because there were several family tragedies, the family of three or even five, and none of the immediate relatives survived, so they could only let the collateral relatives recognize the body.
Others are forensic doctors at the police station, who are sampling some bodies and are trying to find the murderer's DNA from the biting wounds.
Obviously, this is a stupid approach.
Because all they could detect was the "weapon" controlled by the murderer, the real murderer was just watching quietly from the side from beginning to end.
"Dean, this is the 35th corpse... They are all sent from the outer city area. We need to urgently arrange a new morgue bed from the central area."
Outside the morgue, I don’t know if it was because of the coldness of this place or some other reason, the pale old dean was listening to the vice dean’s complaints.
"Broken?"
He didn't want to use words like biting or chewing to describe it. As a doctor, he should be rigorous, but when faced with those terrible corpses, he became weak when he got old.
"Of course, I have used this place to place the bodies transported from the police station."
The vice president looked at the corpse inside. He had asked his whole family to temporarily go to the central area of ​​Yecheng to find a hotel to live in first. If the matter in the outer city is not resolved, he will not come back.
"What do people in the police station do for food? They transported their bodies in one day. They knew that we were a hospital, but they thought we were a funeral home!"
The old director had his hands behind his back and had a dark face. Although there was a cooperation agreement with the police station, it was not like this. If the wounded were transported, they would naturally welcome him with both hands. But what is the purpose of transporting the bodies all day long?
"Don't you know? It's been crazy now that the outside world is saying that there are two murderers in the outer city. No matter how old or young, they kill people when they see them. I have never seen such a bad killing method... You have also seen those corpses. When did we have gnawed in our outer city... How could there be such a fierce dog?"
The police department has announced that the mark on the body may have been bitten by a dog, but how could these doctors believe it? You will know that it is definitely other beasts if you just take a look at it.
"Hey, be careful in your words and actions, don't make trouble. This has nothing to do with us. Just look at it. I'm going to go to the central area of ​​Yecheng for a meeting recently. I'll leave it to you here. I'll take good care of you."
The old dean probably thought of this special situation, touched his chin and walked out.
When the vice president saw that the dean was about to withdraw, he could not fall behind, so he immediately wanted to go out and ask for leave. He had recently gotten dizzy when he saw a dog, and he probably had to be cured for a while.
However, before he could run a few steps, his arm was grabbed from behind.
Looking back, it was the person who came from the police station.
"Vice Dean, come and see!"
"What are you looking at? Look at the corpse? What's so good about this!"
He was pulled inside by the forensic doctor, and the vice president shook his hand. He had no interest in these corpses.
"There is a problem with the body!"
The forensic doctor had a calm face, avoided the family members of the victims beside him, and pulled the vice president to the innermost body, lifting the white cloth on his face.
The shriveled and wrinkled flesh and deep concave cheeks will have various changes after death, but it is unprecedented to become a form similar to a mummy in front of you.
"Are you mistaken? This may be a corpse transported from other places..."
Even if I haven't visited the front line for a long time, the vice president of the basics still knows that there are many conditions that a normal person needs to meet if he wants to become like this.
"Yu Wei, the first victim of the serial murder case, I personally signed the number, and I dissected it all by me, so it is impossible to make mistakes!"
The forensic doctor's hand was pressed on the corpse's arm, and the dry and hard touch was a state he had never touched before.
"There are also this one and this one, Yu Wei's wife and children, and the first group of victims and corpses, all of which have similar changes."
Covering this corpse, the white cloth on the heads of the other two corpses was continuously lifted, with the same symptoms.
"The corpse is poisonous?"
"It's better if it's just poisonous. I'm afraid of the corpse problems... I have to find a way to cremate them all, otherwise something will happen sooner or later."
"Burn? I don't have any objections, but they may have some objections."
He pointed to the families of the victims who were crying and crying next to him. Whether to cremate or not is not something the vice president can decide.
Now the murderer has not been found and the funeral has not been done. Even if it is forcibly cremated, we have to give the families of these victims a reason, right?
"Please help me see these corpses. Never let these families take the corpses back. Do you understand? I will go back to the police station to apply for an order. These corpses have no effect and must be cremated as soon as possible!"
This forensic doctor must have watched a lot of horror movies. When he saw the corpses mutated, he wanted to burn them immediately. If the people in the movie had the awareness of the forensic, it would probably save a lot of trouble.
"I know, it's not difficult to stop them from taking the body back. At that time, I will tell them that the wounds on the body need to be tested and should be delayed for a while. You go and go back quickly."
When it comes to major issues, the vice president still has his own judgment.
"Fortunately, then I..."
The forensic doctor turned on the communicator and was about to contact the chief in the public security department while turning around. However, the hand was halfway through, but someone caught it. He said in a daze.
"What are you doing by holding my hand?"
The vice president did not respond to him, so the forensic doctor had to turn his head, but what he saw was the pale-faced vice president looking in front of him.
He swallowed and looked over the vice president's gaze. Before he could even cover the white cloth, his eyes were opened at some point.
The turbid corpse cataract on the eyeballs still existed, but such seemingly lifeless eyes turned towards him under his gaze.
"Hey, have you heard of news that corpses will move after death? For example, the reflex nerves of corpses are still energetic, or something stimulates them, have you heard of them? Vice President, can you tell me you have heard of..."
The forensic doctor trembled like a sieve, looking at the vice president with a plea in his tone.
He dared not believe in the reality that his thoughts judged based on the current state, and could only hope that others would tell him that this was not true.
"I remember there is a record in my office, I, I will go back and look for it..."
The vice president, who was stiff all over his body, turned around and took a step forward, then followed the clockwork mechanical doll, and rushed out the door, "Corps, corpse turns! Run!!!"
The other people in the morgue who were crying looked at the morgue door panel that was swaying back and forth by the vice dean. They didn't know what to say for a moment, so they could only look at the forensic doctor next to them.
"Don't listen to the vice president's nonsense. There are no corpses, it's all lie. You guys are busy with yours. Xiao Hu, help me find a knife, pliers, hammers, etc., you need something that can break your arms."
In just a few minutes, the forensic doctor, whose face was covered in cold sweat, reached out to hide his arm, but found that everyone's eyes began to move behind him.
Most people began to move towards the door.
"Hey, what are you looking at? It's not that the corpse has sat up, right? Don't worry, I accidentally bumped into it. As we all know, these corpses have died for a long time and they all jumped up as soon as they touched it. Do you understand? That's it, it's definitely not a corpse... Xiao Hu, where is the knife I asked you to take!!!"
The atmosphere was very stiff, just as stiff as the one behind the forensic doctor, his face turned blue and white. Although he wanted to stabilize the emotions of the people in front of him, he finally completely collapsed.
"Master of the Corpse, please spare my life. If I survive, I will definitely burn incense every year... every month... every day?"
The hand holding his arm loosened.
Did your own words work?
"Thank you, I'll leave right away!"
At this moment, the forensic doctor burst out with amazing speed, his muscles were tense and he raised his legs. He had a premonition that after he took this step, he might try to break the sprint record of Yecheng.
However, the fact is that this step is in the void. It is not that his legs are shorter, but that others are taller.
A thin palm penetrated his chest, lifted him up, splashing blood on his face, dyeing the ground in front of him red in just a few minutes.
When the blood spread, some shadows came here. Whether the corpses at the mortals around them were stored for two days or a day, or just sent today, began to tremble violently...
"It should be almost done to calculate the time, and the first corpse should have been converted successfully."
Lucas stood in the middle of a small garden, and Mavala beside him was on guard. They had been standing here for a while.
“Conversion?”
"Have I told you that a corpse that was bitten by a zombie will become a servant after a period of time. And as long as a corpse changes, it will bring a certain breath... You can simply think that it is a virus, and it will spread at an extremely fast speed, catalyzing other corpses around it."
Light a cigarette, and the mist lingers in front of you.
"Is this your plan? Create a large number of corpse monsters and then occupy the outer city?"
Mavala always feels something is wrong.
"Idiot, what era is now? Why are you still full of outdated ideas in your mind? More than thirty corpses can't make any storms. At most, it's just spreading the panic and finding something for the police in the outer city to do. The real goal is there!"
Lucas looked at the brightly lit tower a hundred meters away, with two giant grouper projections swimming around the spire, revealing the name of the landmark building.
Chapter completed!