“Huh~Huh~”
At the other end of the corridor, the girl was holding onto the handrail of the stairs, breathing heavily, as if she had done something that made her feel extremely urgent and nervous.
"Lin Jia, what happened just now? It's just an experiment. They are all public officials, they won't leak information casually."
The boy with ordinary looks walked up quickly and asked Lin Jia in confusion.
"No, you must not tell this. This is our experiment!" Lin Jia shouted without hesitation.
This loud roar actually stunned the male student.
They had never seen Lin Jia like this before.
"Lin Jia, have you been sick recently?" A female classmate who had a good relationship with Lin Jia came forward and asked with concern.
In their impression, Lin Jia is a shy and cute girl. When she first entered school, she had a strong resistance to anatomy. She never gets angry with others, and whenever she encounters any problem, she lowers her head with a red face and solves it by herself.
After being scolded by the teacher more often, her dissection skills also improved by leaps and bounds, and she was quite cute in the whole group with a kind of "contrasting cuteness".
And such a girl is actually like this now... They felt something was not right, but they did not think about it in other directions. Instead, they thought that something had happened to Lin Jia recently, so they asked with concern.
"No, nothing."
Lin Jia shook her head, took two deep breaths, and smiled at her classmates, "Let's go eat first. We finally have some lunch. We have to go to the Mingde Building to start the second autopsy this afternoon. Everyone should go and recharge their energy so as not to delay the autopsy this afternoon."
"Let's go."
The classmates surrounded Lin Jia and walked forward, while the classmate who was stunned by Lin Jia's yelling stood where he was. After hesitating for a moment, he quietly went upstairs. He seemed to have noticed something and realized that something was wrong.
Just after going up two floors, he met Song Luo coming down the stairs. After seeing Song Luo, the classmate said without hesitation: "Leader, I have some questions to feedback!"
"I'm not a leader, there's no need to be so formal."
Song Luo hadn't expected to get feedback so quickly, so he smiled gently and said, "Why don't we find a classroom to discuss it in detail?"
Since there is information to be heard, Song Luo also wants to hear what is going on with this "silent corpse".
This was originally the teaching building of the Forensic Medicine Department. The boy was very familiar with the usage of the classrooms here. He immediately took Song Luo to a classroom that ordinary people would not come to.
Song Luo asked: "Classmate, what's your name?"
"Leader, my name is Qin An." Qin An smiled shyly.
Although Song Luo denied that he was a "leader", in Qin An's opinion, could ordinary people come here for training? Impossible. Aren't those who can come to other places for training all leaders?
Most members are trained in their own unit’s conference room or somewhere else. How many of them will come to the university?
Song Luo was also quite helpless. He could only ignore Qin An's address as "leader" and asked, "Classmate, what happened?"
"Just now, Lin Jia from our group... the girl who just rejected you all, suddenly got mad at me. That's when I realized something was wrong. Lin Jia wasn't like this before."
Hearing Qin An say this, Song Luo knew that he had reached a critical point. He paused, subconsciously took out a small notebook and pen from his shirt pocket, and said to Qin An, "Tell me in detail."
A small notebook, a pen? And you still say you're not a leader!
Qin An paused and said, "Lin Jia used to love to laugh and never got angry. Her smile was beautiful, like the sunshine at noon in August, or like cherry blossoms flying in neon lights..."
"Stop, stop."
Hearing Qin An's 'dog-licking' speech, Song Luo's face darkened. He interrupted Qin An and said, "Qin An, let's get to the point. What happened to the corpse you were experimenting on? Is it any different from ordinary corpses? How many people came into contact with it?"
"oh."
Qin An heard this and said, "This cadaver teacher came to our anatomy room last week. The seven of us were about to go home for the holiday when he stopped us. He said he wanted us to cooperate with him and do him a favor. If we succeeded, he would guarantee our research..."
Hearing this, Song Luo realized that something was wrong with this teacher, and immediately asked, "Which teacher?"
"Teacher Wang Xuanming." Qin An said.
Wang Xuanming.
Song Luo remembered the name and continued to ask, "Where did this corpse come from?"
"I'm not sure. Teacher Wang brought him here." Qin An shook his head. "But when he came here, I smelled a very strong fishy smell on this cadaver teacher. But this fishy smell...how should I put it, it didn't feel out of place."
"What's different about that body?" Song Luo nodded. He also smelled the fishy smell from the girl named 'Lin Jia', which confirmed his guess, so he asked further questions.
"The cadaver teacher's body was very smooth, without any external injuries, and its proportions were perfect, just like the ones used in textbooks."
Qin An answered honestly, "During the first autopsy, we were surprised to find no useful information from this teacher. Everything about this teacher seemed normal, and it seemed... there was no cause of death."
"Of course, the first time we dissected the teacher, we only dissected his upper body, focusing on the respiratory system and chest cavity. At that time, our..."
"Don't go into the details. I'm not a medical professional, so I don't understand."
Song Luo shook his head and continued, "You mean there is no cause of death?"
"Not necessarily. After all, we still have other parts that haven't been dissected. Teacher Wang plans to lead us to complete all the dissections this afternoon to determine the specific cause of death of this teacher."
After saying that, Qin An shook his head and sighed, "Actually, I didn't expect that such a perfect cadaver teacher would be assigned to our school. Our school's forensic medicine department is a department that is not loved by our uncles or mothers. We even have classes together with the medical department. If there hadn't been a problem with the planning back then, our major would have been incorporated into the Police Academy and the Medical School long ago. How come..."
Song Luo did not record the rest of the words. He was not a professional, so he just wrote down a few key points in the notebook, combined with his own guesses, and filtered the task in his mind.
"Okay, I get it, but why do you think this corpse has an effect on classmate Lin Jia?"
Song Luo paused and asked the most crucial question.
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