The narrow room was filled with old debris, and the old windows were covered with a thick layer of dust, and the dim light shone in.

The room was filled with an old and decayed smell.

"Sit..." Dr. Chen limped into the room, sat down on the sofa full of miscellaneous items, and said tremblingly: "What do you want to know?"

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and looked at the old woman with white hair and wrinkled head in front of him, and said slowly: "At that time, you were one of the forensic doctors who dissected the two bodies, right?"

"Yes," she sighed and said with emotion: "Although it has been a long time, I still clearly remember the first time I saw the body... It's so miserable."

The wife was killed by her husband, which was nothing new to the forensic doctor.

However, in her career for so many years, she had chopped a person's belly and internal organs into almost unrecognizable flesh paste. She had only seen that time. What she needed was no longer hatred or impulse, but almost crazy patience and care. The body placed on the autopsy table was very complete above the shoulders and below the pelvis, without any damage, but below the thoracic vertebrae, it had completely turned into fragments of broken flesh paste and broken internal organs. Because the damage was too serious, they could not even confirm that it was the cause of the victim's death.

Compared to the other corpse...it's much simpler.

The man was stained with his wife's blood from his arms to his palms and his fingernails were filled with residual blood and flesh. A pale and stiff face still had a crazy and weird smile. His turbid eyes were so wide that it made people instinctively feel cold on his back. There was a scarlet wound in the center of his chest, and the white flesh rolled outwards and no longer bleeding outwards.

It is said that when their only son came home from school, he happened to see his mother being dismembered.

It is said that the little boy stumbled and fled, but was chased. So he picked up the fruit knife on the ground in a panic and stabbed it into his father's chest.

In the porcelain-white tea cup, the heat swayed upwards, covering Dr. Chen's glasses with a thin layer of mist.

She sighed, stopped telling, put the teacup on the table, then took off her glasses and slowly wiped it with the corner of her clothes.

Ye Jia's eyes drooped, listening quietly.

His gaze fell into the ripples of tea in front of him, just like the water that was broken by the rain in the depths of his memory.

The thunderstorm outside sounded loudly and heavy rain poured down.

A pair of light-colored eyes tightened and trembled with fear, despair, and pain, but the pale and cold little hand held the hilt without a trace of trembling, slowly stabbed the blade into the man's chest little by little, and warm blood poured out of the wound, instantly dyeing his fingers into a dazzling scarlet red.

The little boy let go of his hand.

The man's heavy body collapsed in front of him.

He turned around and walked step by step through the cruel and terrifying room like hell on earth. The pool of blood under his feet made a sticky sound.

He stopped in front of the landline on the side, slowly picked up the microphone, and his blood-stained fingers left blurry finger marks on the buttons.

After a brief busy tone, the phone was answered.

The tender childish voice has a shocking sense and calmness;

"Hello, I want to call the police..."

"Two people died...yes, it's my mom and dad."

"The address is..."

With a clang, he put the microphone back into its original position.

The little boy turned his head and then began to tremble all over his body with difficulty.

He stood firmly in the middle of blood and corpses, outside the window was lightning and heavy rain, and he shivered like leaves in a hurricane.

When the police arrived, in the room filled with blood, the little boy was covered in blood, lowered his head and knelt in front of his mother's body. His wet hair was flowing down with rain, and his father's body was gradually cooling down. A fruit knife was sank into his heart.

Dr. Chen sighed and said, "Later, the police determined that it was the child for self-defense and did not hold him accountable. Unfortunately, the police did not find any other relatives of him, so it seemed that he was sent to a foster care family..."

She seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stopped talking.

Dr. Chen raised his head and looked at Ye Jia sitting opposite him, saying embarrassedly:

"Oh, I'm old and I can't help but talk. Hey, young man, what's the question you just wanted to ask me?"

Ye Jia raised his eyes, pursed his lips, and said:

"May I ask, is there any organ missing in the body of the female victim?"

"This..." Dr. Chen was stunned, as if he didn't expect the other party to ask such a question. She frowned slightly, thought about it carefully, and then said: "Because the body was destroyed at that time was too serious, I really don't know if there was any missing organs..."

Yejia was not surprised by this answer.

After all, even the body that just died last month would not have been able to detect that the body, which had not been cut into flesh, had the heart been missing from the belly of the corpse.

He continued, "Well, have you discovered something wrong during the dissection?"

Dr. Chen's brows frowned a little more tightly, as if he was racking his brains to recall: "This... seems nothing else."

Although he had already expected the possibility of this result, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Yejia sighed silently, put the teacup in his hand on the tray, and made a light sound.

He wrote his mobile phone number on a piece of paper, placed it on the table, and said:

"If you think about it, any details are OK, please feel free to contact me."

After saying that, Ye Jia stood up and prepared to turn around and leave.

At this moment, Dr. Chen's old voice rang behind him: "Hey... it seems a little strange."

Ye Jia was slightly stunned and turned his head to look behind him.

I saw the wrinkled old woman in front of me looking up, and looked at Ye Jia through the glasses with her turbid eyes, as if she was trapped in a long-standing memory: "Well, I remember, there was a strange mark on the spine of the corpse... I don't think it's a knife that can be left behind, but it seems that there was no other explanation at that time..."

Yejia's breathing was slightly stagnant.

He said, "Can you help me draw it?"

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Outside the residential building, the sun was just right, and the warmth and decayed breath in the corridor was instantly dispelling.

Yejia lowered his head and looked at the pattern on the paper in a steady manner.

The old man's hands were not very stable, and the painting was trembling and not very well-proportioned, but it was enough for Ye Jia to recognize its appearance.

——That is an extremely familiar logo.

The logo of the Supernatural Authority.

His fingers tightened slightly, leaving a hint of wrinkle on the paper.

Ye Jia took a deep breath slowly, but his breathing trembled slightly. He gritted his teeth, folded the note a few times, and put it in his pocket.

Then, he took out his cell phone and called Chen Qingye and Wei Yuechu who were sent to investigate the other two cases, saying concisely:

"Please pay attention to the spine of the corpse and see if there are any strange signs."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Jia pinched his cell phone in his palm.

There was no unnecessary expression on his face, as if he was covered with an extremely perfect mask.

Ji Xuan stood beside him, his scarlet eyes drooping slightly, staring at the young man in front of him.

The two of them stood quietly in silence, as if waiting for something.

After a long time, the phone in the young man's hand suddenly vibrated.

Ye Jia was stunned, as if he was awakened, and looked down at the screen where the phone was lit up in his palm.

——Wei Yuechu and Chen Qingye sent him messages respectively.

Most of the corpses have been buried or cremated and have not been retained. However, after looking through the remaining records, they found that some forensic doctors’ anatomical records recorded that strange black spots were found on the spine of the corpse. However, these spots have no effect on bone and are not any pathological lesions, so they simply recorded without further description of it.

There are more than twenty corpses in total, and there are only four reports of such spots.

It may be that there are really only four, but it may also be the forensic negligence - after all, the different-colored patterns on the spine are not their focus.

Yejia held his cell phone tightly.

He looked at the distance in a steady state. After a long time, Ye Jia turned his head and looked at Ji Xuan and said:

"I'm going to the cemetery."

The corpses from thirty years ago did not require cremation. Although the cemetery was very old, they were still very complete, with many traces of coming to worship. Many of the tombstones had bouquets of fresh or withered flowers in front of them, and the air was filled with a stale earthy smell.

The cold bluestone slabs were covered with dust and surrounded by moss and weeds, which seemed to have been unattended for a long time.

Ye Jia squatted down, raised his hand and pressed it on the tombstone. Under his palm, the cold stone slabs brought a touch of a harsh touch.

He opened the ghost creature and pulled out the little black hand.

Little Hei held the cell phone in his arms in his arms and was caught off guard: "Hey, what are you doing?"

It just saw the final words of "The Ghost Marriage: The Domineering Ghost King Falls in Love with Me", and Ye Jia forced it out.

It said angrily: "Can't you say hello in advance!"

When the little black hand with his teeth and claws were staring at Ji Xuan not far away, his movements suddenly froze.

Ji Xuan swept in this direction without any emotion, and Xiao Hei's hand was immediately scared and hugged Ye Jia's finger tightly: "Brother, what do you need me? Just give me instructions!"

Yejia threw it on the tombstone and said, "Go in and take a look."

Little black hand: "…ah?"

Yejia took a deep breath and said, "I remember you told me that in the building where the skinned body was found, you ate the girl's contaminated soul and then lost your mind, right?"

The little black hand twisted: "Yes."

Ye Jia's eyes drooped slightly and he continued, "You also felt that kind of malice on the corpse that was taken out of your heart, did you?"
To be continued...