Chapter 161 Scarlet Beast 08┃ Jade rubble.

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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 161 Scarlet Beast 08┃ Jade rubble."

weight="95874"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

mode = "manual"

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The night seemed extraordinarily long.

"It's weird for Dongzi to get drunk, and Yu Ji, if he is poor, he should not take the initiative to drink beer." Ke Xun and Mu Yiran have turned off their lights and lie down. Everyone had lost the interest in wearing uniforms and "sleeping well" in bed, and now each lay on their own iron single bed.

"At least alcohol is equal to people who have redness and those who don't have redness." Mu Yiran's voice was particularly comfortable to hear in the dark, which reminded me of the snowy magnolia tree in the middle of the night.

"Well, Dongzi is not red, Yu Ji is red, and both of them are drunk when they get drunk." Ke Xun couldn't figure it out, "Anyway, let's stop drinking in the future, just in case."

"These newcomers have some elusive things on their bodies," Mu Yiran looked at the faint moonlight outside the window, "Such as Xiao Qinxian, such as Su Benxin-I thought Su Benxin would have red marks."

"why?"

"No basis, intuition."

"That woman should have a story," Ke Xun rolled over, "I can ask Lion if I have a chance."

"Ok."

"Have you read that book? "The Scarlet Beast"." Ke Xun found that the two had never talked about reading experience or anything.

"No," Mu Yiran said frankly, "I have seen the author's "Golden Pavilion" and "Masked Confession"."

"Oh." Ke Xun paused for a while, "It turns out that Yi Ran has also read the book of awakening."

"Masked Confession" is a kind of awakening of Mishima Yukio's sexual orientation, Ke Xun has heard many people in the circle talk about it.

"Actually, "Golden Pavilion" is better." Mu Yiran paused when he said that, suddenly found that he could not tell how good this work was. It seemed that what he had previously confirmed had changed-the ultimate beauty, the ultimate Well, the extreme extreme, it's not that attractive anymore.

In my heart, something like dust that was once insignificant, I don't know when it became full and abundant, and existed as plainly as oxygen.

It is the best place in the world to have a place for one's body and heart. Even in a painting.

The night in the painting passed quietly, like a huge hourglass full of black sand.

...

Early in the morning, the harsh telephone ringing awakened everyone, and the old-fashioned telephone rings often had the courage to tear the sky apart.

On the other end of the phone was Qin Ci's voice, short and deep: "Something happened to Ji Sun."

Ke Xun: "We will rush over immediately."

People in the other two rooms also rushed into this room. Obviously they were attracted by the ringing of the phone. Ke Xun put down the handset and was about to say, "Let’s go to the central hospital first." Who knew that the phone rang again with a deafening ring Ke Xun hurriedly picked it up, this time his voice was as expressionless as his owner: "Chi Lei is dead."

The caller was Zhu Haowen, Ke Xun: "I see, there is something wrong with Ji Sun at the hospital."

Zhu Haowen: "Zhao Yanbao reported to the police as soon as possible. The other party said that the criminal police and forensic doctors will be there soon.

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Ke Xun and Mu Yiran were criminal police officers, Xiao Qinxian and Lion were forensic doctors, and Wei Dong was temporarily transferred from the household registration department. Several people were arranged to immediately rush to the cocoon detective office.

When Chu Zhiyong arranged these tasks, Rowe stood by. Since the old policeman didn't ask him to avoid him, he just listened.

Chu Zhiyong turns a blind eye to Rowe. This kind of blindness is not the kind of people who regard people as air, but-Rowe, an outsider, no matter where he appears, Chu Zhiyong may be surprised.

The man who led the new policemen was actually a forensic doctor in his 40s whose surname was Zhao.

Forensic Zhao is thin and says less, more often he walks silently behind everyone.

A group of seven quickly rushed to the cocoon detective office, and in front of them was a uniquely designed garden villa with the bedroom on the second floor.

Zhu Haowen was already waiting in front of the villa. He was not surprised by the arrival of several companions in police uniforms: "Zhao Yanbao discovered this morning and knocked on the door to ask Chi Lei to have breakfast. No one responded, so we pushed Go in."

Xiao Qinxian was the first to ask: "How do people die?"

Xiao Qinxian's face was pale, since she heard that someone died in the morning, her face has been pale as a wall.

"It can't be seen on the surface. Zhao Yanbao said that she had a bad heart since she was a child. Maybe she had an illness last night." Zhu Haowen has led everyone to the second floor.

The decoration of the whole office is very elegant, the color is the elegant gentleman Morandi color, full of all kinds of pure white khaki and high-grade gray.

There are exactly three bedrooms, as if they were arranged in advance for the three “workers” who stayed in.

Zhao Yanbao stood in front of the door of the middle dormitory, his eyes were reddish, and he seemed to have just cried: "When I found out, I was cold."

Forensic Doctor Zhao had put on his forensic outfit neatly, and led the two "disciples" into the room first.

Ke Xun avoided the door for the time being, and sat on the long-grey long couch.

I don't know if it was because of the accident or the layout of the room, everyone felt a little cold on their body, the kind of cold that was worse than the coldness of spring.

"Aren't you cold at night?" Wei Dong fastened the shirt button on the top of the police uniform and looked at Zhao Yanbao who was standing aside. He felt that it was a bit impolite to complain about the temperature, so he added: " I heard that people with a bad heart are very afraid of the cold."

Zhu Haowen turned on the central air conditioner with a remote control: "The air conditioner has been turned on in Chi Lei's room last night, and the temperature is still this morning."

Everyone was silent for a while.

Mu Yiran asked Zhao Yanbao: "Her heart problem has always been serious?"

Zhao Yanbao lowered his eyes, and did not look at Mu Yiran: "She has been in poor health since she was a child and has congenital heart disease. She has been rescued because of a sudden illness before, but she has been pulled back from death..."

It was the first time I met several old members to die in a painting.

After a while, Forensic Doctor Zhao walked out of the room and took off his mask and gloves: "The deceased died of heart failure. It is estimated that the time of death was about 1:00~3:00 in the morning."

"Did she walk in pain?" Zhao Yanbao asked.

Forensic Zhao did not answer. He didn't know if he was unclear or he didn't want to say. He only said one sentence: "Please be sorry."

Everyone was silent, not knowing what to say, let alone how to comfort Zhao Yanbao.

Xiao Qinxian's complexion was a little more rosy than just now, probably because he understood the cause of Chi Lei's death, but it was reassuring-birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature, at least not because of some evil accident.

Forensic Zhao took out a stack of documents from his briefcase: "As the relatives and friends of the deceased, several of you need to collectively sign the final "Dead Disposal Opinion"."

Zhao Yanbao took these documents with some doubts, looked at the densely packed text on them, and was not in the mood to read on: "What does this mean? Could you please say something briefly?"

"To put it simply, it means not to take the beast. This requires the 11 of you to reach a final opinion with a minority obeying the majority." Forensic Zhao's expression was calm, as if he was explaining ordinary business affairs.

"Get the beast?" Zhao Yanbao suspected that he had heard it wrong, "What do you mean?"

"There is a beast in her body, which can be taken out or buried with the beast. We respect your choice." Forensic Zhao said.

"In the body? There is a beast in the body?" Xiao Qinxian expressed horror this time, "How do you know that there is a beast in her body?"

"Her body already shows the red beast, right on her forehead. Didn't you see it just now?"

Xiao Qinxian whispered: "I didn't dare to take a closer look just now..."

Just as everyone was horrified, Mu Yiran briefly read the "Dead Opinion Handling Letter": "It is mentioned here that the beast can be kept in the body forever, or it can be taken out for the collection of the family as a memorial, and it can also be donated to the father-I think I know, what exactly is the beast in the legal context? An organ? A fruit? Or is it a commodity that is materialized?"

Law Doctor Zhao asked, "Are you just here in Xincheng?"

Wei Dong whispered: "I only came yesterday."

Fayi Zhao nodded thoughtfully: "The beast is a unique existence in our heart city. If you find it difficult to understand, then you might as well imagine it as a placenta. When a pregnant woman gives birth, the placenta also needs family members. Those who come to agree can be taken away by the family or left to the hospital. It’s not difficult to understand, it’s that simple."

But everyone feels that this is not that simple, especially the fact that one's own "having a beast" in itself is unacceptable.

Forensic Zhao’s task seems to have been completed. He was about to leave. Before leaving, he looked at the two "colleagues" who were wearing white coats like him, and then said: "Isn't your task just to find animals? Off the shelf."

"But..." Xiao Qinxian opened his mouth for a long time without saying anything.

"Don't worry, the scars after taking the beasts will be made seamless and will not affect the appearance." Forensic Zhao's focus is never on the same frequency as everyone. He patted Lion on the shoulder: "You will have a lot of work in the follow-up. Go ahead."

Lion's expression was a bit dazed: "Who...what else do you do?"

"You two are in the same profession."

"What kind of business?" Lion shrugged. "Oh just a photographer, what can I do?"

"Take a picture of the deceased," Forensic Zhao looked at Xiao Qinxian calmly, "You come to design her clothes, unmarried girls, must dress beautifully."

Xiao Qinxian's face turned white again: "I, I am a wedding dress designer."

Forensic Doctor Zhao is not surprised: "This is also the old rule of our heart city. When an unmarried person dies, he must wear a wedding dress. You can design a wedding dress for her."

"..."

After explaining all this, Zhao Forensic doctor picked up the briefcase and left in a hurry.

No one went to send him off. Xiao Qinxian suddenly thought of something and chased down the stairs with a pale face: "Wait, wait a minute!"

Forensic Zhao stopped in the lobby on the first floor, and saw this thin girl chasing in front of him, her eyes gleaming with light that she didn't have just now: "How heavy is the beast in the dead? How many catties does it weigh? How many grams ?!"

"This is unknown, and it is impossible to predict even when the gods come," Forensic Zhao smiled and shook his head. "To make an inappropriate metaphor, it is like betting on a rock. No one knows how many emeralds are in it. "