Chapter 22
After finishing this not-so-good lunch, although Lanser didn't agree directly, Jiang Fei already knew in his heart that he would most likely agree, because he was a soft-hearted person, otherwise he would not have chosen to become a doctor.
After Jiang Fei left the restaurant, she temporarily separated from Lancer. She received a message from Jason that he was waiting for him in the office of the former head of the base, and Carl was with him.
The office door was not closed. Jiang Fei knocked and walked in. Jason was standing in front of the bookshelf, holding a half-read document in his hand. Carl said, "You're here? We have some problems now."
"Don't worry, we will first make the people in your base trust us, and then cooperate step by step." Jiang Fei directly copied what he learned from Lanser.
Unexpectedly, Carl shook his head and said, "It's not about this. Of course we trust your base."
Jason handed the document to Jiang Fei, "It's another matter. There's something fishy about the person in charge's death."
"What do you mean? Wasn't that planned by Eugene and the others?" Jiang Fei looked at the document. One page contained a strange pattern, the same pattern that was also on the back of the original person in charge's neck. She asked, "What is this?"
"I don't know, it looks more like a sign of something." Jason frowned. "I've seen it at a ghost market before." The so-called ghost market generally refers to a market open in the early hours of the morning, but most of the things sold there are relics of the deceased. Jason had been to a ghost market when he was working for the person in charge at the previous base. He had a good memory and could still recall seeing this pattern.
Jiang Fei asked again: "Did he get this tattoo a long time ago?"
Carl said, "We're not sure about that, but Lancer, as the doctor, would give the person in charge regular physical examinations, so he might know."
So they called Lancer over again. He looked unhappy, like a cat on the verge of fuzziness. He stuffed his hands in the pockets of his white coat. "You better have something important to do, otherwise the consequences will be serious."
"Did the person in charge have this pattern from the beginning?" Jiang Fei spread out the page of the document for Lanser to see. "Or did it only appear recently? Do you remember when it appeared?"
Lancer denied it outright, "I never saw this tattoo when I examined him."
"Are you sure? Could you have remembered it wrong?" Jiang Fei asked again.
"Of course I'm sure. Are you doubting my brain?"
"No."
At this point, they had only one option: an autopsy. They should have done one, but Lancer had been busy treating other wounded since returning to base the previous night, leaving him with no time. As he entered the morgue, where the bodies were stored, he said flatly, "The living are the most important."
Jason suddenly interrupted him, "But sometimes the dead leave clues for the living."
Lancer raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jason without commenting.
The temperature in the morgue was very low. Jiang Fei felt goose bumps on her arms as soon as she walked in. She rubbed her arms and said, "Let's move quickly."
Lance put on a mask and carefully examined the body. The skin looked even paler under the cold light of the morgue. Lance noticed the pattern on the back of his neck and said, "This only appeared after death. If the temperature remained within the range of 36 degrees Celsius, there would be no pattern on this piece of skin."
"Is this warm-sensing?" Jiang Fei had only heard of warm-sensing postcards, but this was the first time she had seen a warm-sensing tattoo.
"You can understand it that way, but the principle is actually not that simple... Someone must have implanted something in his body." Lance's gloved fingers touched the skin on the back of the corpse's neck. Through the layer of gloves, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation, as if he was bitten by something.
He immediately said to the three people present: "Turn the body over. The tattoo is very strange. It just bit me."
Jiang Fei also quickly put on a mask and gloves. She was puzzled, "Can tattoos bite people?"
Jason blocked Jiang Fei behind him to prevent any unexpected situations.
Several people worked together to turn the body over. Jiang Fei noticed that the tattoo on the back of the body's neck was fading in color and changing in shape. She exclaimed, "It's changing!"
Hundreds of tiny ink dots that made up the tattoo were running everywhere from the back of the neck, some crawling towards the head, some crawling down along the spine. The scene was so densely packed that it made people feel physically uncomfortable.
Lanser said calmly: "This is the thing that almost bit me just now." He raised his right hand, and there was a dense patch of small holes on the fingertips of his blue glove.
Jiang Fei quickly used a dagger to cut open the skin on his back. She shouted to the others, "Is there any sealed container?"
Lanser understood what she was going to do and found a wide-mouthed glass bottle from the workbench. Jiang Fei held the glass bottle in one hand and stabbed the dagger deeper into the skin with the other hand. The wriggling black insects gathered into a pool of sticky liquid, which Jiang Fei put into the jar.
However, some of the black bugs crawled into the cerebral cortex, making them difficult to capture. Just as several people were thinking about how to catch the remaining bugs, the back of the corpse's skull began to swell, as if gas was injected into it, becoming bulging. Jiang Fei retreated cautiously, but was still a step too slow.
Snap——
My head exploded.
White brain matter was all over the floor. Jiang Fei felt that her mask was also stained with some brain matter, and her expression became very stiff.
Although she felt that her mental endurance had been strengthened in the medical center, the sight of her head exploding was still very shocking.
Her voice was trembling. "Where are the other bugs?"
Lanser found the motionless worms in the brain matter on the ground. He half-knelt down, picked up one of the worms with his hand, squeezed it, and it easily broke into two pieces. "Dead."
"Was that a suicide just now?" Jiang Fei heard the sound of insects in another glass jar hitting the glass wall.
Dadada——
"Fortunately, we still have some left." Jiang Fei carefully observed the pile of black insects. They had no eyes, but they all had a mouth and even sharp teeth.
Jason said, "It seems that the people behind this don't want us to pursue this matter further."
"Has your person in charge done anything strange before this?" Jiang Fei asked Carl. Carl thought for a moment and said, "The person in charge usually doesn't leave the base very often, except for one time when the North District held a meeting for the base leaders. That's when he left the base."
"When was the meeting with the person in charge?"
Jason answered first: "Just five months ago." In fact, he even knew the exact date, because it was after that meeting that the person in charge of the base he used to work for was replaced, and he also decided to leave the base with his younger brother and sister.
"Do all leaders have to attend?" Perhaps she could ask Coin again, but Carl said, "No, some leaders didn't attend. However, those who didn't attend are often considered hostile to the A-level base and will be targeted later."
It's the end of the world and they still engage in this kind of group bullying. Jiang Fei complained silently in her heart.
"It's very likely that the person in charge encountered something at that time and was implanted with this bug." Jiang Fei speculated. Lanser took the glass jar from her hand and said, "Leave this to me first. I'll study what it is."
Jiang Fei entered the morgue with a lot of doubts in her mind, and she still had so many questions when she left. She went back with Jason. She muttered softly, "This should be considered a parasite. Who did this..."
"What does this have to do with the cooperation with the base? You'll only put yourself in danger if you do this." Jason has always been very rational, especially if Jiang Fei rashly intervenes in the investigation of the person in charge's death this time, he always feels that it will bring trouble to himself. "Anyway, it's their own business, so let them solve it themselves."
Jiang Fei is not the kind of person who meddles in other people's affairs. Moreover, her purpose of leaving the base this time has been achieved. As for the rest, let them solve it themselves.
"We've almost finished dealing with other things. It's time to go back to base." Jason slowed down his tone and said with a faint smile, "Hill also said he prepared a feast for us."
This special ability is really useful. I can communicate directly without using a computer.
"By the way, how were those traitors dealt with?" If people like Eugene are not dealt with properly, there will be endless troubles in the future.
"They were all thrown out. The storm was so strong last night that they must have died." And before being thrown out, he beat them half to death.
"oh."
When Jiang Fei and Jason walked to the gate of the base, she suddenly slapped her head and remembered something.
Ah, the motorcycle she drove out yesterday is still at the medical center! Jiang Fei's expression was subtle. She looked at Jason and asked tentatively, "Perhaps you wouldn't mind taking one more person with you?"
Jason was already sitting on the motorcycle, holding his helmet in his right hand. "Where's your motorcycle?"
Jiang Fei smiled awkwardly, "Well... weren't you in a hurry to rescue someone yesterday? And when you came back, Alice almost went into shock, so you forgot about it."
"It's probably gone now. There was a pretty strong storm last night." Jason's expression didn't change. He patted the back seat of the car and said, "Forget it. I'll take you home. I can't let you walk back, can I?"
Jiang Fei put on a helmet and sat in the back seat of the car. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but Jason, who was driving the car with other passengers, was driving a little slowly. Jiang Fei said, "Are you driving a little slowly?"
"You want it quick?"
"Uh... just a little faster."
Faintly, she seemed to hear Jason chuckle, followed by the roar of the engine. Jiang Fei screamed in shock, "Ah ...
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Jiang Fei didn't know how she got back to the D-3 base. She didn't expect that sitting in the back seat of the car would be so bumpy. She had to be thankful that she didn't eat much, otherwise she would have vomited it all out. Now she could understand why Lanser looked so pale when he got out of the back seat of the car, because she looked the same now.
"I really regret it. I shouldn't have let you give me a ride." Jiang Fei said weakly.
Hill was waiting for them at the door early. When he saw Jiang Fei's condition, he patted her shoulder and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Take your hand away, or I'll spit on you." Jiang Fei kindly reminded him. Xi'er quickly withdrew his hand and smiled awkwardly, "You don't have to be so enthusiastic when you first meet, right?"
It took Jiang Fei a while to recover. She went straight back to her room to rest for a while. When she woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. The sleepiness faded away and she felt hungry. She rubbed her stomach while putting on slippers and walked out of the room. The restaurant was probably closed at this time, but the kitchen was still open. She could just make herself a midnight snack.
The restaurant was not completely dark. There were still a few small lights emitting a soft glow. Was there anyone else in the restaurant at this time?
She was wondering, and when she walked to the side door of the restaurant, she could smell the aroma of food. She guessed that someone was having an extra meal in the evening like her.
"Who?" A male voice came from the restaurant. Jiang Fei was familiar with it. It was Hill's voice.
"It's me, Jiang Fei." She pushed open the side door. Hill, wearing an apron, was standing not far away, holding a spatula in his hand. He said, "What? You, huh? You didn't have dinner last night. You must be hungry now, right?"
Hill turned back to the kitchen, "Is noodle soup okay?"
"Can."
Jiang Fei randomly chose a seat near the window and sat down. Hill was making noises in the kitchen. He added, "I heard it from my brother. You saved the captain all by yourself."
"It's not that exaggerated. I didn't go there alone." I don't know what Jason said to Hill.
The noodle soup was cooked quickly and Hill brought it out. His naturally curly hair had grown a little longer and was now tied in a small bun at the back of his head. He probably used the same hairband that his sister Nona had, with a pink strawberry pattern on it. It looked very cute.
Hill smiled and pushed the soup bowl to Jiang Fei's hand. "We two brothers can feel each other's emotions. At that time, I felt his admiration for you. This is really rare. My brother rarely has mood swings."
The noodle soup he cooked had a clear broth base made with chicken chunks, and topped with a layer of rich barbecued pork, it whetted people's appetites. Jiang Fei drank a mouthful of the soup first, and she couldn't help but sigh, "You really are a cooking genius."
"Then I'm a genius in other areas too." Hill straightened his back proudly.
Jiang Fei took another bite of the barbecued pork. The meat was tender, firm, and very tasty. She said, "Since you can sense each other's emotions, then when I talk to you now, I am actually talking to Jason indirectly, right?"
"That's understandable." Hill rested his chin on his hand. "But it's not very polite of you to say that. After all, I'm sitting right in front of you, and you're thinking about Jason. Even though we're twins, we're still different people."
"I'm just a little curious," Jiang Fei said. "Then you should also know about other things that happened at our D-1 base, right? For example... the ghost market?"
Hill's smile gradually disappeared, "Why do you ask this?"
"Because Jason seems to know something, but he's not willing to tell me."
Hill curled his lips. "Not everyone likes to talk about their painful past. Every time he goes to the ghost market, he always comes back injured."
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