After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

The small room was full of old debris, and the old windows were covered with a thick layer of dust, and dim light came in.

An old and decadent smell permeated the room.

“Sit down…” Doctor Chen limped into the room, sat on the sofa full of clutter, and said tremblingly, “What do you want to know?”

Ye Jia looked down at the white-haired, wrinkled old woman in front of him, and slowly said, “Back then, you were one of the forensic doctors who performed the autopsy on the two corpses, right?”

“Yes,” she sighed, and said with emotion: “Although the time has passed for a long time, the old lady, I still clearly remember the first time I saw the corpse…It’s really miserable.”

The wife was hacked to death by her husband, this kind of thing is not new to forensic doctors.

However, for so many years in her career, she chopped a person’s belly into almost unrecognizable flesh. She has only seen it once. The need is no longer hatred or impulse, but almost crazy. His patience and care-the corpse placed on the autopsy table above the shoulders and below the pelvis are completely intact, without any damage, but below the thoracic vertebrae, it has completely turned into a mixture of broken flesh and broken internal organs Because the damage was so severe, they could not even confirm that it was the cause of the victim’s death.

Compared with the other corpse… it was much simpler.

The man’s arms and palms were stained with shocking blood red from his wife’s blood, and his fingernails were full of remnants of flesh and blood. There was still a crazy and weird smile on his pale stiff face, and his turbid eyes stared wide. It was instinctively cold on his back. There was a scarlet wound in the center of his chest, and the white flesh was rolled outwards, no longer bleeding outwards.

It is said that when their only son came home from school, he happened to see the scene of his mother being crushed.

It is said that the little boy stumbled to escape, but was chased up, so he picked up the fruit knife on the ground in a panic and stabbed his father in the chest.

In the porcelain white tea cup, the heat curled up, causing Dr. Chen’s glasses to be covered with a thin layer of mist.

She sighed, stopped talking, put the teacup on the table, took off her glasses, and wiped the corners of her clothes slowly.

Ye Jia’s eyes drooped and listened quietly.

His gaze fell into the rippling tea water in front of him, like a pool of water scattered by the rain in the depths of his memory.

There was a thunderstorm outside, and the heavy rain poured down.

A pair of light-colored eyes shuddered with fear, despair, and pain, but the pale and cold little hands clenched the handle of the knife without a trace of tremor, and slowly, little by little, thrust the blade into the man’s chest, warm. Blood gushed from the wound, and instantly dyed his fingers a dazzling scarlet.

The little boy let go of his hand.

The man’s heavy body collapsed in front of him.

He turned around and walked step by step through the cruel and terrifying room like **** on earth, and the pool of blood under his feet made a sticky sound.

He stopped in front of the landline on the side, slowly picked up the microphone, **** fingers leaving faint marks on the buttons.

After a short busy tone, the call was connected.

The immature voice of a child has a shocking sense and calmness;

“Hello, I want to call the police…”

“Two people died…yes, it’s my mom and dad.”

“address is……”

When there was a cry, he put the microphone back in place.

The little boy turned his head, and then began to shudder uncontrollably.

He stood firmly in the middle of the blood and broken corpses, lightning and heavy rain outside the window, and he shivered like a leaf in a hurricane.

When the police arrived, in the **** room, the little boy was stained with blood. He bowed his head and sat down in front of his mother’s corpse. His wet hair was dripping with rain, and his father was getting colder. On the corpse, above the heart, a fruit knife sank in.

Dr. Chen sighed and said, “Later, the police determined that the child was a legitimate defense and did not hold him accountable. Unfortunately, the police did not find any other relatives of him, so it seems that he was sent to a foster home…”

She seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stopped talking.

Dr. Chen raised his head and looked at Ye Jia who was sitting opposite, and said with some embarrassment:

“Oh, I’m old, I can’t help but babble, eh, young man, what was the question you wanted to ask me just now?”

Ye Jia raised his eyes, pursed his lips, and said:

“Excuse me, are there any organs missing from the body of that…female victim?”

“This…” Doctor Chen was stunned. She didn’t seem to expect that the other party would ask such a question. She frowned slightly, thought about it carefully, and then said: “Because the body was damaged too seriously at the time. So, I really don’t know if there are any organs missing…”

Ye Jia was not surprised by this answer.

After all, even the body that had just died last month, if it were not for his little black hand, would not have noticed the absence of a heart in the abdomen where the body had been chopped into flesh.

He continued to ask: “Then, did you find anything wrong during the autopsy?”

Dr. Chen’s brows became tighter, and he seemed to be racking his brains to recall: “This… doesn’t seem to be much anymore.”

Although he had anticipated the possibility of this result, he couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

Ye Jia sighed silently, put the teacup in his hand on the tray, and knocked out a soft sound.

He wrote his mobile phone number on a piece of paper, put it on the table, and said:

“If you remember, any details are fine, please feel free to contact me.”

After speaking, Ye Jia stood up, ready to turn around and leave.

At this moment, Doctor Chen’s old voice sounded behind him: “Eh…it seems a little bit strange.”

Ye Jia was startled slightly, turned his head and looked behind.

The wrinkled old woman in front of me raised her head and looked at Ye Jia through the glasses with her muddy eyes. She seemed to be caught in a long-lasting memory: “Well, I remember, there is a strange thing on the spine of the corpse. The traces of… I don’t think it can be left by a knife, but it seems that there was no other explanation at that time…”

Ye Jia’s breathing was slightly stagnant.

He said, “Can you paint for me?”

·

Outside the residential building, the sun was just right, shining warmly on the body, and in a flash, the cold and decadent atmosphere in the corridor was dispelled.

Ye Jia lowered his head and fixedly examined the pattern on the piece of paper.

The old man’s hand is not stable, the painting is trembling and not symmetrical, but it is enough for Ye Jia to recognize its appearance.

——That is an exceptionally familiar logo.

Logo of the Supernatural Authority.

His fingers tightened slightly, leaving a wrinkle on the paper.

Ye Jia took a deep breath slowly, but his breathing trembled slightly. He gritted his teeth, folded the note several times, and put it in his pocket.

Then, he took out his cell phone and called Chen Qingye and Wei Yuechu, who were sent to investigate the other two cases, respectively, and said concisely:

“Pay attention to the spine of the corpse and see if there are any strange marks.”

After hanging up, Ye Jia squeezed the phone in his palm.

There is no superfluous expression on his face, as if it is covered with an extremely perfect mask.

Ji Xuan stood beside him with a pair of scarlet eyes drooping slightly, staring fixedly at the young man in front of him.

The two stood silently in silence, seeming to be waiting for something.

After a long time, the mobile phone in the young man’s hand suddenly vibrated.

Ye Jia was startled, as if awakened, he looked down at the lit screen of the mobile phone in his palm.

——Wei Yuechu and Chen Qingye sent him messages separately.

Most of the corpses have been buried or cremated and have not been preserved. However, they looked through the retained records and found that some forensic doctors’ anatomical records recorded that there were strange black spots on the spine of the corpse. However, these spots It does not have any effect on bone quality, nor is it any pathological lesions, so they only record it without further description

There are more than twenty bodies in total, and there are only four reports of such spots.

It may be that there are really only four, but it may also be the negligence of the forensic doctors-after all, the heterochromatic pattern on the spine is not the focus of their attention.

Ye Jia squeezed the phone.

He fixedly looked not far away. After a long time, Ye Jia turned to look at Ji Xuan and said:

“I’m going to the cemetery.”

The corpse 30 years ago does not need to be cremated. Although the cemetery is very old, it is still very intact. There are many traces of worship. Many tombstones have fresh or withered bouquets. There was a stale earthy smell in the air.

The icy bluestone slab was covered with dust, surrounded by moss and weeds, and it seemed that it had been left unattended for a long time.

Ye Jia squatted down and gently raised his hand and pressed it on the tombstone. Under his palm, the cold stone slab brought a sense of touch.

He opened the ghost mythical creature and pulled out the little black hand.

Xiao Hei Shou held the phone in his arms and was caught off guard: “Eh, what are you doing?”

It had just seen the final words of “Night Marriage: Overbearing Ghost King Falling in Love with Me”, and it was pulled out by Ye Jia forcibly.

It said angrily: “Can’t you say hello in advance!”

The little black hand with his teeth and claws suddenly stiffened when he saw Ji Xuan not far away.

Ji Xuan’s scarlet eyes swept in this direction without a trace of emotion, and the little black hand was immediately frightened and hugged Ye Jia’s fingers tightly: “Big Brother Big Big, what do you need me to do! Just ask!”

Ye Jia threw it on the tombstone and said, “Go in and take a look.”

Little Black Hand: “…Huh?”

Ye Jia took a deep breath and said, “I remember you told me that in the building where the skinned body was found, you ate the contaminated soul of the girl and then lost your mind. ?”

Xiao Hei twisted his hand: “Yes.”

Ye Jia’s eyes drooped slightly, and he continued: “You also felt that kind of malice on the corpse whose heart was taken out, didn’t you?”

The little black hand was a little at a loss, but still replied obediently: “Yes.”

Ye Jia put his finger on the tombstone in front of him, and gently rubbed the cold bluestone surface with his fingertips, and slowly said, “Go and see if the corpse inside is also contaminated. Mark of.”

The little black hand uttered an “Oh”, and then sank down, disappearing under the soil in the blink of an eye.

After a few seconds, its muffled voice came from below the ground: “…nothing.”

Ye Jia was slightly startled.

No?

He opened the mouth and said: “Look at the spine of the corpse, is there any…”

Before Ye Jia finished speaking, he was interrupted by the little black hand emerging from under the ground. It swayed out from under the ground, looked at Ye Jia, and said impatiently:

“Oh! You didn’t understand what I meant, I mean, there is nothing below.”

Suddenly, Ye Jiaru was struck by lightning.

He was shocked suddenly, and then anxiously stepped forward, staring at the little black hand in front of him like sharp blades, his tone was tight, and he asked sharply:

“What’s the meaning?!”

Nothing at all?

Xiao Heishou was taken aback by Ye Jia.

It shook its fingers, seemingly puzzled by his slightly strange attitude, and then continued:

“Yes, there is an empty coffin inside.”