A corpse that had been dead for many days and had been soaked in formalin for so many days could not have such a complexion. Qin Mu and the others did not check carefully when they first pulled the corpse in the pool, because

The basement was dimly lit - there had been a thunderstorm a few days ago, and the thunder directly damaged the electrical system of the building, causing problems with all the lights below. They were temporarily replaced with yellow light bulbs.

He couldn't see clearly, so Qin Mu relied on his good night vision. When he saw that the body looked complete, he hurriedly fished it out.

A group of medical undergraduates gathered around the unknown female body for a long time before confirming that she was indeed dead, but it was unclear how long she had been dead.

Because this woman looked like she had just jumped into the pool, Qin Mu was not even sure if she was alive. When he was holding the scalpel and preparing to dissect, his whole right arm was shaking, as if he was facing that

Like a cute puppy.

No, the puppy ended up in their stomachs. At least this female corpse and the others, no matter how cruel they were, could not have eaten this female corpse.

The white-haired old man in the anatomy class first successfully quelled everyone's appetite with a lively lecture on human anatomy, and then asked the students to proceed step by step, starting with the surrounding small animals. The smallest ones were frogs, mice, and then rabbits.

, and finally the dog.

The first few Qin Mu could hold back, but when he faced a fat dog, no one could hold back. Well, Qin Mu had to admit that he didn't have much restraint in this regard, and it was even more difficult to see.

Unaccustomed to the weird white-haired old man who always brought back some fresh food to cook for his wife after an autopsy, Qin Mu watched it every day and couldn't resist the urge.

From the first time they dissected a completely unrecognizable person, Qin Mu's team has dissected and studied several corpses now. Resources in this area are scarce in the school, so they usually perform dissections on the corpses.

For deeper research, this sounds a little disgusting. Many students in white coats will squat in front of the table like a snake, and devoutly place a certain bone of a certain unlucky person who has been dissected.

In front of me, both eyes are glued to the ruthless research, just hoping to pass the perverted exam every month, or even every week.

Anyway, Qin Mu never expected that he would finally come out of the shadow of the college entrance examination. When he got to university, not only would there be a monthly exam every month, but there would also be a weekly exam. The teacher would sometimes take a cold break to take the exam during the week.

Twice, just to let the unlucky freshmen memorize the thick medical books.

But at that time, Qin Mu's original research dream still existed. At least he could be a diligent student. The real fall was in his sophomore year, when he completely became an idle guy. Of course, except for some courses,

Such as anatomy class.

Qin Mu's hand shook for a long time, but in the end he couldn't cut it off. He looked at the roommates he lived with day and night. Everyone had a look of fear. Qin Mu passed the scalpel in his right hand forward, and the meaning was obvious.

, but several of the companions shook their heads in unison, with fear written all over their faces.

"Qin Mu, didn't you say that your master can get rid of ghosts? So you should be responsible for this corpse." The history-obsessed guy shook his head decisively, and the thick beer bottle cap would be thrown out of his face.

Qin Mu hesitated and pondered for a long time, and even after everyone's eyes were focused on him, Qin Mu cut it directly with a knife.

How can I describe this feeling? Qin Mu felt that it was different from the previous ones. When he held the scalpel in his hand, there was a feeling of being cut on the fiber cloth. For a moment, it seemed that he was no longer a person under the knife, but a person.

A piece of satin.

Fortunately, this person only looked special on the outside, but inside he was still the same as the other corpses. Qin Mu was afraid that his face would be spattered with blood if he slashed.

As a result, there was nothing.

After a false alarm, several people breathed a sigh of relief and went on to do the next thing.

It is impossible to completely dissect a person directly in this class. Of course, other groups may have completed it, but Qin Mu was delayed a lot of time. He only opened the body and took a quick look, and then ended it hastily.

The corpses that have not been dissected will still be sent downstairs. There is a freezer next to the formalin pool. Under normal circumstances, each team will have a special freezer to put the corpses in.

Almost all the corpses that come here are ownerless, and some even have no trace of human beings. These are provided by the public security system, and then the white-haired old man blackmails them back in various ways. You must know that the provincial capital

There are quite a few medical universities there, and Qin Mu, a second-year student, was able to grab these corpses, which is already pretty good.

And there are also some people who have owners, these are those people who were tricked by the white-haired old man into signing a prostitution agreement. After their death, their bodies will be returned to the school for research. These people are also treated quite favorably, and there are very few like this.

It was cut into dregs and even the bones were removed so that people could touch it over and over again.

When he first studied human bones, Qin Mu thought he was smart and took out a piece of vertebrae. The processed vertebrae looked more like a wide ring, which was very cool to wear on his hand. But when he knew, that

The history geek simply brought back a skull and put it in his pen, feeling that he was still too young.

The things that history madmen do have always been incomprehensible to everyone, just like people in the science field never understand why those monsters in the liberal arts can recite ancient prose so fast. From the beginning to the end, this guy is a weirdo in the eyes of Qin Mu and others, and

It is an out-and-out fried dough stick.

Just from the fact that he was able to pull out a skull directly from the laboratory, we can tell something about it.

At that time, this skull was still on the desk of a history geek. The two empty eye sockets allowed history to absorb countless pens, water pens and ballpoint pens. Of course, there was an eraser stuffed in the mouth. People who studied medicine rarely believed in the existence of ghosts and gods.

But there are not many who are brave. People will be more or less in awe of the same kind, no matter why.

There are not many people as crazy as history geeks.

After Qin Mu and others went back to bed as usual, the history maniac went out while everyone was dreaming and brought something back.

It was a humanoid thing.

He said that was his girlfriend.

The history geek didn't go to class the next day, saying he had to take care of his girlfriend in the dormitory.

No one took it seriously until they returned to the dormitory after lunch. As soon as a group of people opened the door, they smelled a strong smell of formalin. They go to that ghost place every week to pick up the corpses of their own team. What about this?

The taste is quite familiar.

The history geek faced the door, touching the mouse with one hand and holding a woman with the other. He kept talking to the woman next to him, but the woman ignored him at all. It was already a hot May day, and the guy was wearing

Wearing a down jacket and a knitted wool hat, he was chattering without stopping.

And the woman he was holding was the corpse they dissected yesterday.
Chapter completed!