Forensic without kites

Chapter 179 Blood on the Nib (82)

Blood, blood everywhere.

Wu Yuan stood in a pool of blood, her feet seemed to have been injected with lead.

"Don't come in, wait for me outside."

Gu Jingnian yelled at her, but she didn't hear it.

Her ears buzzed.

"Xiao Yuan, be obedient, wait for me outside."

Gu Jingnian approached her, took her hand with one hand, trying to pull her out of here.

She raised her eyes, and the violent waves of the red sea in her pupils instantly faded away.

"I do not go."

"I'm a forensic doctor, why haven't I seen it? These are just pediatrics. I'm fine and I can handle it. I was thinking about other things just now." She finished hurriedly.

Gu Jingnian took her hand and let it go, his dark eyes fixed on her. After a long time, he took a breath, took out a white handkerchief from his suit pocket, leaned over to her, and put his hands around the back of her head.

"What are you going to do?"

"do not move……"

His nose was covered with his handkerchief.A beautiful bow tie was tied at the back of the head, and a few strands of hair were tied tightly inside.

However, his palpitating body odor lingered in front of his breath.

Lingering.

"Since you're not going, put on your gloves and be careful not to get yourself dirty."

He bowed his head and tied the handkerchief for her, which could temporarily block the strong and huge smell of blood.When she just got out of the car, Wu Yuan temporarily decided not to carry the dissection box with her for convenience, but she didn't expect it to cause such embarrassment now.

"Why do you carry this thing with you?" She looked at the gloves in her hands with some doubts.

"Don't forget, I'm also a forensic doctor, and I'm your immediate boss. I'm born with this habit."

Is it her illusion.At this time, his tone of voice has a magnetic quality, a little deep, but also a little sweet, in short, it makes people listen to it, and their hearts almost fly out.

Wuyuan has gone through vicissitudes in the forensic field. She has seen more dead bodies than she has eaten. It is an exaggeration to say.Some have short legs, some have broken feet, some look like giants, and there is no lack of corpse wax with a strong smell.She thought that she had already passed that period of resentment and compassion, and the corpse on the dissection table was more of a completed and repeated responsibility.She doesn't feel much anymore.People said that forensic doctors were real forensic doctors who lost their fear of dead bodies, and she had long since forgotten the feeling of fear.

Many times, she doesn't feel like she's a real forensic doctor.

For some deep obsession, she is holding her two legs up in this muddy world, staggering with difficulty, to avoid stepping on those mines that can blow her up one by one.

There is a female genital organ on the toe of her right foot, and she only needs to move her foot slightly to touch it.Wuyuan lowered her head and did not move.

The floor under my feet is the kind of concrete floor that was laid in every household a long time ago.Drop by drop of water was quickly absorbed by the loose soil.This factory building is only 40 square meters, and the old floor tiles are still laid underneath.The windows were sealed tightly, people had moved away for a long time, and there was no water in the toilet.

At this moment, about a dozen small pieces of corpses were cut up and piled up densely, and some even blocked the excrement opening of the squatting toilet.The body parts have been spread from the toilet to the concrete floor tiles outside, the red and yellow fat and muscle, in such a light-filled room, it is a bit disgusting.

The air was filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood.

Bright red blood has been dripping all over the room.

Seeping from fat crevices, seeping from soft tissue, overflowing from broken veins, blood is everywhere.

Wuyuan's eyes moved from the pile of corpses in the toilet to the yellowed mottled wall with lime dropped there, there were many scattered bloodstains, it seemed that someone was wielding a high-speed force on the dead body , The blood splattered on the wall was very small in diameter.There were similar bloodstains on other walls.

There are also some on the ceiling, not much, there are one or two spots separated by a long distance, but occasionally a series of broom-shaped bloodstains can be seen.

The deceased had been subjected to very violent and persistent violence during his lifetime.

The murderer should be a man.Such intensive and long-lasting violence is limited by a woman's physical strength alone.

(End of this chapter)