Real Players of the Department of Life

Yang Liangcai rolled down the car window, and the wind blowing from outside the car slightly soothed his tired nerves.

The co-pilot's partner had already taken a break because he was needed to perform tasks later in the night.

The chirping of insects can be clearly heard in the quiet community.Yang Liangcai just leaned his elbow on the car window, put his chin on his arm, and looked at the street lights in the distance.

On this day, Yang Liangcai participated in the entire investigation of Zhang Cishun with his master.The results of the investigation convinced him that Cheng Bin's matter had nothing to do with Zhang Cishun, but Master Zhang Cheng did not think so, and the reason was a policeman's intuition.

Yang Liangcai has never quite agreed with his master's methods of solving crimes, even though quite a few cases have proven his master to be correct.

"Maybe the master is right this time?"

He can only think so.

third floor
window
Zhang Cishun, who had changed into black clothes, leaned sideways against the wall, and his eyes fell on Yang Liangcai through the darkness.

After a few breaths, Zhang Cishun withdrew his gaze and disappeared into the dark corridor with light steps.

There is more than one way to leave your residence.When the method of going out directly from the gate didn't work, Zhang Cishun set his sights on the third floor platform.

This is an emergency passage, a passage made of glass frames that leads directly to the side buildings.But from the time Zhang Cishun moved in until now, the door here has been locked with iron chains.

Because of the long time and the infiltration of rain outside, the locks on it have some traces of rust.

It can be said that if you want to open this lock, it may no longer be possible to use a key, and you can only use violent destruction to open the lock.

But this is not difficult for Zhang Cishun, or in other words, it is not difficult for Huan.

With his fingers submerged in the lock, Huan tried to use his abilities.

Zhang Cishun heard a few clicking sounds, and then witnessed rusty iron filings falling out of the keyhole.

The lock is not open.

Huan pondered for a moment and analyzed: "I can feel that I moved the lock cylinder, but my 'force' is not enough to make it turn open. We have to work together."

Zhang Cishun nodded.

After rubbing around for a few times, I found a more suitable tool on a set of keys.

Ear spoon with flat handle.

There was definitely no way to put the head of the spoon into the lock. Zhang Ci grabbed the handle of the ear spoon and squeezed the head of the spoon into the crack of the door. Using this force, he split it into two parts by moving it back and forth. two.

The remaining handle is a little bent, but it's not in the way. After doing it twice as usual, it can barely be used.

After putting the lock into the ear spoon, Huan also began to gradually activate his own abilities.

"It's now!"

Huan opened his mouth, but before the words came out, Zhang Cishun had already turned his ear spoon!

Slight force feedback was given to Zhang Cishun, and he could see that the lock popped out a little, but not completely.So he moved his other hand there and followed the force to separate it.

The lock is unlocked

The door opened.

After ducking through, Zhang Cishun kept his appearance and hung up the chain to prevent anyone from seeing that the door had been opened.

It's not that Yang Liangcai's police car can't see here at all, but unfortunately, Yang Liangcai's current posture makes most of his eyes fall on the building where Zhang Cishun lives, and he can't see here.

With the hood of his black coat covering his head, Zhang Cishun quickly opened the door and disappeared into the community.

"Hospital or funeral home?" Huan asked.

After realizing that the problem of being unable to separate physical clones might occur in the medium, Zhang Ci had a vague guess.

Perhaps, the key to separate physical clones lies in people.

Zhang Cishun won't try it on living people, so can dead people do it?
"Go to the hospital first," Zhang Cishun said after thinking about it.

Then he stopped a car and headed towards the hospital.

……

puff!
puff!
puff!
In the dark room, several sounds of sharp objects piercing something stirred the surrounding silence.

A figure can be vaguely seen in the darkness. His body seems to be shaking uncontrollably, and the objects in his hands shine brightly under the reflection of the dim light.

That's... a knife!

tick...

There seems to be liquid dripping on the ground

Immediately afterwards, there was a bang.

It was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

"Save...save..."

A weak, frightened voice squeezed out of the figure's mouth.

But soon, this weak sound was annihilated in the sound of chewing and swallowing that made people feel chilled all over...

……

The hospital lights are as bright as ever

Zhang Cishun did not cover himself because the busy doctors and patients around him would not cast their eyes on him.

The morgue is underground
As he walked, Zhang Cishun clearly felt that the people around him were gradually getting smaller and smaller. Until he reached the negative floor, the noisy sound disappeared.

It's very quiet here

Even a little...cold.

Zhang Cishun tightened his clothes and stepped forward quickly.

Through Huan's inspection, it seems that no one is guarding here.

No, it's not that there is no one. It should be that the person responsible for guarding here may have gone to solve the three emergencies.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain the steaming tea on the table.

He was not sure when the other party would come back, so Zhang Cishun hesitated, but soon he made a decision.

Let Huan go find the person in charge of guarding and find a way to delay it.

Then go to the morgue yourself.

The iron door with the glass window opened as soon as it was pushed. This place was very different from the gloomy image Zhang Cishun had imagined at the beginning.

The bright light illuminated almost no blind spots here. Above the orderly arrangement of corpse preservation cabinets, the LCD screen displayed the temperature inside.

Zhang Cishun quickly approached the nearest cabinet.

Pull open gently.

empty
frowned
Zhang Cishun opened the second one
It's not empty this time...

Huan's mission went smoothly. After all, there was only one bathroom on the first floor. After passing through the closed door, Huan saw the old man squatting on the toilet seat, scrolling through a short video in one hand and holding a cigarette in the other.

Thick smoke floated on the ceiling of the cubicle, and was then drawn away by the ventilation fan.

"It's not a matter of emotional distress, it's because of my craving for cigarettes..." Huan took a sip and thought about how to hold off the old man.

After all, the cigarette in his hand was almost burning to the holder.

"Family members are paying attention..."

The sound played by the mobile phone is very loud, and the BGM and the host's voice are mixed together, making it very noisy.The old man looked at it very interestingly, he was cheerful, and his yellow and black teeth were exposed.When I was about to take a puff of cigarette, I found that the cigarette had been smoked out.

Cursing, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, then took out another cigarette and lit it.

"Bashi."

Huan was speechless, but this was good, at least he didn't have to think of a way to drag the old man here. …

There seems to be plenty of time

Zhang Cishun looked at the victim who was pulled out of the incubator.

He is young, has a handsome face, and is the same height as Zhang Cishun.The important thing is that Zhang Cishun found no open wounds on his body.

"The cause of death was..."

Zhang Cishun tilted his head and looked at something like a label attached to the outside of the cabinet.

"Sudden cardiac death."

"It's a pity that he's... so young."

After a brief sigh of emotion, Zhang Ci got down to business.

Placing her palms against his cold body, Zhang Cishun took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and used her clone skills.

In an instant
The darkness in front of him was torn to pieces, and the dizziness that was worse than when Huan was born caused serious adverse reactions in Zhang Cishun's organs!

His stomach contracted moment by moment, and the hot liquid flowed back up, making his throat feel a burning sting.

The heart is beating rapidly
tingling itching in the brain

The cold sweat wet his inner clothes almost instantly!

But this is just a prelude!

An even more violent tearing feeling that seemed to come from his soul made Zhang Cishun lose the perception of his body in an instant!
Perspective
At this moment, it is divided into three

Zhang Cishun

桓

as well as……

A stiff and cold arm stretched out and grabbed Zhang Cishun's arm to prevent the latter from falling to the ground.

But perhaps it was because this body had been at low temperature for too long. Just this movement caused him indescribable pain.

"Success..." Zhang Cishun was a little exhausted, relying on the strength of the clone to support his body, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He leaned his back against the storage cabinet, his feet on the ground, and his entire weight was distributed between them.Then he tilted his head and looked at the freshly made clone.

What does it feel like to be extremely cold?
Sensitivity
This was the first feeling that this new avatar gave Zhang Cishun. After a long time, it was heat, heat from the inside out.

Just like people who freeze to death often feel not cold but heat at the last moment.This is a sign of hypothermia.

As the feeling of heat appeared, Zhang Cishun clearly felt that his body's perception was returning.

The heart began to beat weakly, the blood began to flow, and the body's various skills began to operate again. The price was the physical squeeze and tearing of the soul consciousness, and the strong sense of separation that wanted to expel Zhang Cishun's consciousness from this body.

This feeling is like throwing a person into a high-speed rotating washing machine, and it is a peeling feeling that even the brain has to be shaken for you.

"Europe……"

The main body was almost vomiting due to the clone's skills. This time, under the stimulation of the clone's sense sharing, he was completely uncontrollable and vomited out the contents of his stomach.

Huan is better, but that's only because he has no body and can only retching over and over again!

"I'm... drunk!" Huan endured this false conscious feedback and took a deep breath.

Zhang Cishun also quickly took a deep breath to adjust his body's senses.

It's like playing VR. You are clearly standing, but the perspective is of falling from a building. Your body will be deceived and involuntarily make protective movements of falling.

The second clone supported his body and climbed down shivering.

When the feeling of heat disappears, the most real feeling that comes to the senses is cold.The coldness in my bones!
After the initial intense rejection, the feeling of separation quickly declined, and was replaced by an indescribable but clearly felt sense of an increasingly close fit with the body.

It's like the wandering soul finally returned to his body.

Go home

Even though this is a new home

And it’s so cold in this house

"Clothes..." The second clone couldn't help but reach out and take off Zhang Cishun's clothes and put them on himself, but the thin layer of clothes couldn't make him feel warm.

The main body Zhang Cishun wiped the corners of his mouth, then reached out to stuff the storage cabinet back into place and re-seal it.

Doorway
The second clone who walked out found a box of tissue paper, took the tissue paper, opened the door with half of his body, raised his hand and threw the tissue paper in.

Zhang Cishun didn't even look back. He raised his hand to copy, and he caught the paper in his hand. He then unceremoniously pulled out more than ten sheets in a row, squatted down, and began to clean up the traces he had just left on the ground.

Zhang Cishun's movements were very fast, and it didn't even take a minute to complete one set.

After doing this, Zhang Ci and the second clone quickly left here in a gesture of supporting each other.

bathroom

The old man finally finished smoking the cigarette in his mouth, but he still felt that it was not enough.

He smacked his lips and couldn't help but take another one.

"It's strange, why didn't you smoke enough today?" The old man muttered, but soon his attention was drawn to the anchor on his mobile phone again.

……

The second clone sat down on the steps, with his hood over his head, and his whole body exuded a cold air.

Zhang Cishun took a breath, dug into his pocket, took the change from the taxi driver, and went into the shop on the side of the road. After a while, he came out with a bag of warm babies.

It can’t be said that there are no pedestrians on the road, just very few.

When the people passing by saw the second clone wearing weird clothes, they all frowned and quickly walked away.

Zhang Cishun didn't care. After taking off his clothes from the second clone, he put a few warm baby pictures on the front and back, and then put them back on the second clone.

The hot temperature of the Nuanbao enveloped the cold body of the second clone, making him relax comfortably.

Although my body is still shaking uncontrollably, overall, I am feeling much better.

"You've calmed down a bit. Go back quickly. You have a lot of dreams at night. Don't let anything happen again." The second clone said.

His voice was a little gravelly, which made him feel cold, just like his current body temperature.

On the way home, no accidents occurred.

The shadow downstairs
With the help of Huan's sight, Zhang Cishun clearly saw Yang Liangcai outside the car, squatting and smoking to refresh himself.

His location was not good for Zhang Cishun, because from there he could see the entrances of the two buildings at once.

In other words, no matter which door Zhang Cishun entered, Yang Liangcai would definitely see it.

The second clone silently took off Zhang Cishun's clothes and handed them to him.

After Zhang Cishun put on the hood, his entire face was hidden under the dark hood.

"Come...drink...let me go, I can still...still..."

The next moment, Zhang Cishun seemed to be drunk, half hanging on the body of the second clone, staggering forward.

The second clone had a helpless expression, while supporting Zhang Cishun and saying yes.

Yang Liangcai was attracted by the sound, turned his eyes slightly, and saw two people who seemed to have been drunk walking over supporting each other.

He hesitated, but still didn't get up and go to help.

Normally, he might have passed it, but not now. (End of chapter)