Due to the suddenness of the incident and the large number of corpses sent over, there were more than ten of them. Therefore, in order to shorten the process of dissection and autopsy, a few corpses were transferred to Tongcheng Academy to help with the autopsy investigation.
Tongcheng was a peaceful city. Because of this, the sudden appearance of such a serious murder instantly attracted the attention of all parties. On WeChat Moments and Weibo circles, news of this matter had already spread. Many citizens even felt fear and unease because of this.
To a certain extent, this put pressure on the police handling the case.
The police's power was completely invested, hoping to find the truth of the incident as soon as possible. The task force was also set up. Of course, these things had nothing to do with Zhou Ze.
Right now, he only needed to confirm one thing, and that was whether the dead doctors and nurses were killed by humans or … by ghosts.
In reality, Zhou Ze did not feel uneasy about the deaths of those people, nor did he feel any guilt or responsibility for them. If that female ghost was a little more normal, she would have become Zhou Ze's knife to kill people with. The death of those bastards who used human lives as gambling tools could make the world cleaner.
However, what Zhou Ze could not tolerate was that if there really was another ghost hiding in the dark and he did not notice it, and started to kill people as soon as he left, that would be his dereliction of duty.
All day long, he did not expect to be pecked in the eye by a swallow. This feeling was not that wonderful.
He stole a white coat and put it on. Zhou Ze walked into the morgue. There were two corpses being dissected, and there were three here. Zhou Ze used to be a doctor here. He had worked here for ten years, so he was naturally very familiar with the Affiliated Hospital.
Moreover, Zhou Ze had actually been to this morgue once after he was reborn. The last time he was here, he had encountered the matter of a few children fighting over the old mother's body, but no one went to claim it.
The old Daoist also rushed over from the police station and met Zhou Ze at the Affiliated Hospital. He got some connections with some reporters and obtained some superficial information. He quickly came to report to Zhou Ze.
However, to the old man's disappointment, Zhou Ze was not interested in this news. He was different from his previous boss. He was not interested in investigating cases.
The temperature in the morgue was not high, and it was eerie inside and out.
"Boss, why did the body have to be transported to the hospital for dissection?" The old priest could not understand this matter.
"Forensic talents are in short supply even in developed countries, and it's the same in China. If it's only a case of one or two lives, of course, there's no need to be like this. However, there are more than ten people who died this time. The forensic power that the Tongcheng Police Department originally allocated is definitely not enough, so we can only rely on the power of civilian units to help."
Zhou Ze checked the number and scanned the form behind the door. Then, he pulled out a freezer. Inside was the corpse of an old woman with gray hair.
The old Daoist looked at the corpse and immediately widened his eyes. He said, "This must be the work of a ghost. The nurse has been sucked dry."
Zhou Ze reached out and knocked on the metal plate. "This is the body of the patient in the basement of the hospital."
"Oh, I see."
The old Taoist scratched his head in embarrassment.
"How did he die?" the old Taoist asked again.
"The corpse was already suffering from cancer when she was alive. The patients who were lying in the basement as gambling tools had all medical assistance terminated long ago. They could have died at any time.
"From the looks of it, this corpse does not have any obvious external injuries, and I did not sense any remaining murderous aura from her body."
"Then is the cause of her death very strange and difficult to find?"
The old Daoist pretended to stroke his chin and said, as if he was also deep in thought. "That's interesting. The cause of death is unpredictable. There must be something strange about it."
"She died of illness."
"Huh?"
"I said, she should have died of illness."
"This …"
If it was not Zhou Ze in front of him but someone else, the old Daoist would probably have started cursing.
She died of illness, yet you analyzed it for so long, and you even asked me to pretend to be so engrossed,
Won't I be embarrassed!
Zhou Ze ignored the old Daoist's thoughts and pulled out the second corpse. It was a male corpse, a young male corpse.
"This corpse looks familiar to me. Oh, f * ck, it's the corpse of that security guard." The old Daoist recognized the corpse. After all, he had physical contact with this security guard.
Zhou Ze reached out and lifted the lower jaw of the corpse. There was a dark red wound there.
The wound was very deep, and the incision was very smooth.
"Was his neck cut?"
The old Daoist guessed.
Zhou Ze nodded. The cause of death was due to excessive blood loss after his neck was cut by a sharp weapon.
Zhou Ze pushed open the freezer where the third corpse was. It was a female corpse.
"I know this too. She's a female nurse in the hospital. She was wearing Peppa Pig, so this penniless priest took a few more glances."
Zhou Ze checked the lower jaw of the female corpse and found that there was no wound there. But then, following the neck, Zhou Ze saw a very deep wound below the left chest of the female corpse. The wound was not as long as the neck of the male corpse next door, but the depth should be even more terrifying.
Excluding other possible unexpected factors, purely based on Zhou Ze's experience in his previous life, the fatal injuries of these two people should be the two wounds he found.
"This must have been stabbed by someone with a dagger."
The old Daoist could be considered a person who had roamed the pugilistic world before. For a while, he had also been a barefoot doctor in the countryside. Although he only had the ability to fool people, he could be considered to be experienced and knowledgeable.
"It should be a sharp weapon like a dagger." Zhou Ze nodded.
Ghosts did not use knives to kill people. Therefore, from the looks of it, it should be man-made.
Since it was man-made, it had nothing to do with Zhou Ze. He would leave the matters of the world of the living to the police. He was only responsible for taking in ghosts.
However, this matter still made Zhou Ze very uncomfortable. It was true that he wanted to kill these doctors and nurses, but in the end, he did not kill them. However, he could actually deduce a scene in his mind:
That was after he and the old Daoist left..,
A person came to this hospital with a dagger or something similar in his hand, and these nurses and doctors were most likely still unconscious.
He approached them one by one and used the dagger to cut their necks or stab their abdomens, causing them to die in pain from excessive blood loss in their coma.
The ghost did not kill them, but the person helped to kill them.
Whether I kill them or not is my business. You took advantage of me leaving and came to stab them while they were unconscious. Zhou Ze felt like he had been taken advantage of and schemed against.
"Let's go. It's fine now," Zhou Ze said.
Since it was not a ghost, Zhou Ze also planned to leave.
"Then I... Do I still need to turn myself in?"
"After such a big incident, it's impossible to hide some things. Even if you don't turn yourself in, this black industry chain will be dug out in this incident."
"That's good."
The old Daoist was really worried that Zhou Ze would continue to make him turn himself in as a witness.
When they walked out of the hospital, it was already late at night. There were many supper stalls outside. The old Daoist suggested eating something. After all, he had not eaten anything since noon.
Zhou Ze nodded in agreement. He also felt that his steps were a little unstable. Xu Qinglang had returned to his hometown, and his appetite had obviously been low these few days.
However, because he did not bring the sour plum juice, the old Daoist ate heartily at the side, but Zhou Ze ate with difficulty. He had to endure the nausea and swallow a mouthful of food in extreme pain.
Moreover, the food at the supper stalls were all heavy in oil, making it even more difficult for Zhou Ze to eat.
As the old Daoist ate, he touched his mouth, stood up, and went to the front. When he came back, he was holding two steamed buns that were still warm.
"Boss, you should eat something light. There happens to be a 24-hour noodle shop ahead. I bought two steamed buns for you."
Zhou Ze also put down his chopsticks and took the steamed bun. He had to eat something. At the very least, he had to maintain the energy needed for his body to move. He could not let his body collapse.
Holding the steamed bun in his hand, Zhou Ze shook his head helplessly. "The steamed bun is not fresh."
"Er..." the old Daoist said helplessly, "After all, it's already night time. If you want to eat fresh, you can only wait until the morning when you open."
Zhou Ze used his fingernails to poke the steamed bun. It was very soft on the outside and a little hard on the inside.
Just as he was about to tear off a piece and put it into his mouth, Zhou Ze was suddenly stunned.
He suddenly turned the steamed bun in another direction and looked at the spot where his fingernails had just pierced.
Throwing down the steamed bun in his hand, Zhou Ze immediately stood up and ran across the road to the hospital.
"Boss!"
The old Daoist shouted. Seeing that Zhou Ze ignored him, he could only throw 200 yuan on the table and shout at the supper stall owner, "Bill." Then, he ran over with the boss.
The two of them returned to the hospital. Zhou Ze still went straight to the morgue. Coincidentally, a doctor in a white coat walked out of the morgue. Fortunately, his back was facing Zhou Ze as he walked to the other side and went upstairs from there.
After the doctor left, Zhou Ze and the old Daoist opened the morgue door and walked in again.
Zhou Ze personally opened a freezer. The female corpse was lying inside.
"Boss, what happened?" The old Daoist asked, panting.
"It wasn't killed by a dagger," Zhou Ze said in a deep voice.
"If it wasn't a dagger, then it was a small knife. Did you specially come back for this?" The old Daoist sighed.
Zhou Ze did not say anything,
Instead, he silently let his index finger fingernail grow out,
Then..,
Zhou Ze gently placed the pitch-black fingernail under the left chest of the female corpse,
Following the wound left behind,
It pierced in,
It was seamless!
It wasn't killed by a dagger,
It wasn't killed by a small knife either,
It wasn't even killed by a sharp weapon or tool,
It was a fingernail,
It was a fingernail!
The old Daoist's mouth immediately opened wide. He was so surprised that he didn't know what to say. He could only tremble and say,
"Stiff... stiff..."
"I was wondering why I had a familiar feeling when I first saw this wound."
Zhou Ze turned his head and looked at the old Daoist. He said, "Pull out the freezer of the male corpse and verify it again."
The old Daoist immediately nodded and opened the freezer where the male corpse was,
Then, the old Daoist was stunned,
He said,
"Boss, something's wrong. Something's happened!"
"What's Wrong?" Zhou Ze pulled out his fingernails and turned to look at the old Daoist.
"The corpse... the corpse is gone!"
The old Daoist turned to look at Zhou Ze, indicating that the freezer he had pulled out was empty.
Then..,
An even more terrifying scene appeared. The old Daoist stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhou Ze with a trembling finger,
Because he saw..,
Behind Zhou Ze..,
The female corpse that was originally lying on the freezer shelf..,
Was slowly sitting up,
The female corpse turned her face,
With a smile,