1238 1223. You Stand Forward (4/5)

Chapter 1238 1223. You stand forward (45)

Putting on a white coat and a white hat, the sweet man looked around and laughed aloud: "Hey, we are all fuckers."

The instructor warned him: "You can make fun of Christians, you can also make fun of Buddhists, but don't make fun of ***, otherwise your police career will not last long."

Sweet Man nodded and said: "I know, I have seen how powerful they are when I was in Afghanistan."

They didn't go to the morgue, but went directly into the autopsy room. The instructors watched them go in at the door, and Wang Bo asked, "Instructors first."

The instructors smiled and said: "No, we don't need it, you can enjoy it and bless you."

"Xue Te." The students scolded in private.

The autopsy room is an underground hall, and the temperature is very low when you walk in. This time, Wang Bo felt that the wind blowing was definitely a cloudy wind, but Uncle Bing shook his head: "What a cloudy wind, the temperature in the autopsy room is much lower than outside, otherwise the body will rot faster." Too fast."

Facing the cold wind, they walked through the corridor. There were some small rooms on both sides of the corridor, all with closed doors, so they didn't know what they were for.

At the end of the corridor are some thick plastic curtains, and the curtains are pulled open to formally enter the hall of the autopsy room.

Compared with the corridor, the temperature inside is lower. Wang Bo lifted the curtain and felt that he had entered an ice cave.

Atulu also shivered a few times, and said to Wang Bo, "Boss, it's colder than the cold storage in the ranch."

There are several movable stainless steel tabletops in the hall, and there are fixed tables near the wall. Some of them are equipped with tools, while others are corpses.

Wang Bo counted and said in a low voice: "A total of twenty corpses, where did so many come from?"

At this moment, the door curtain trembled, and five or six people in white coats and masks walked in. They walked silently, matching the environment and looking scary.

"Are these five forensic doctors?" Brother Bing asked in a low voice.

Atulu said: "These are six."

Wang Bo and others showed surprised expressions: "How could there be six people? It is obviously five people. Look, one, two, three, four, five..."

Atulu became anxious all of a sudden, pointed to a short white coat on the farthest edge and said, "No, there is another one here, can't you see it?"

Wang Bo and Brother Bing looked over, their faces full of bewilderment.

This time, the big Maori man's knees gave way and he almost knelt on the ground.

Uncle Bing pushed the two of them, and said, "Okay, don't scare Atulu, everyone be serious."

Atulu suddenly turned angry, and Brother Bing shrugged and muttered: "Who knew he was so timid!"

"I'm not timid, I'm afraid of ghosts!" Atulu argued.

A forensic doctor came out and said: "Everyone, wait for a while, wait for the students of the medical school. You can take a look here first, familiarize yourself with the environment, and see if there are any projects you are interested in."

There was laughter among the students: "Interested in these things? Forget it?"

Wang Bo has never seen a dead body in real life. Sunset Town is not bad, and there has been no homicide or the like, so he is also terrified in this environment.

Out of sight, out of mind, he chatted with Atulu and others.

Ten minutes later, another twenty or thirty white coats walked in. Needless to say, they were students from the medical school.

Brother Bing urged: "How many people are there?"

Uncle Bing frowned: "Gerald, you are enough, I am angry!"

Brother Bing spread his hands to look helpless, and said nothing.

A tall forensic doctor divided them into groups, one trainee paired with one medical student, and then two groups with one dead body.

In this way, there are still a few corpses left over. These are not used for class, but for the work of the forensic doctors. The tallest of the six forensic doctors is an instructor, and the others are normal workers.

Wang Bo was very unlucky, the corpse he was assigned was a violent death, his head and chest were stained with blood, his eyes were wide open, but the pupils were dilated, and the eyeballs looked terrifying.

The forensic instructor said: "As we all know, in our country, once there is an abnormal death, the body must be transported to the forensic office for examination under the supervision of the police. Generally..."

"Ah! Falk! Ah! Help!" A scream suddenly sounded, and the side of a certain stainless steel platform seemed to be fried, and the students retreated and screamed.

The little courage that Wang Bo had accumulated to deal with this corpse disappeared in their screams.

"What's wrong?" the instructor asked angrily.

A student tremblingly pointed at the corpse and said, "His, his hand moved just now, we all saw it, right? You saw the corpse's hand move!"

The people next to him nodded one after another: "Really, teacher, the corpse's hand shook twice, and the amplitude was huge!"

Atulu was a little shorter, and Wang Bo guessed that he was kneeling to watch.

The instructor went over to take a look, pinched the corpse's arms, fingers and other parts of the body, opened the skin on the back of the hand with a scalpel, and said, "It's all right."

"All right?" The students were dissatisfied.

The instructor said: "Generally, during the process of decay, a lot of gas will be generated inside the corpse, so the corpse will expand. At this time, the hands and legs will be slightly stretched to the sides, and the five fingers will also swell, as if the corpse is moving. Same."

"How is it possible that the corpse is not controlled by the brain, how can the limbs bend or straighten in different degrees? The brain of this corpse has long since died." Someone complained.

The instructor looked at him and said, "You're from the Police Academy, right?"

The student said, "Uh, yes, how do you know?"

Everyone wears the same clothes, white coats, white hats, and masks covering their faces, so it is really difficult to distinguish their identities.

The instructor said: "Because medical students won't say such words without scientific common sense."

Wang Bo couldn't tell either, the knee jerk reflex does not require the brain to participate, and then the limbs can move.

After a pause, the instructor went on to say, "It just so happens that I plan to talk about supernatural reactions to you today, so let's take this opportunity to talk about it."

"The so-called hyperbiotic response means that the tissue and organ cells still maintain vital functions after the body dies, and still respond to stimuli to a certain extent. For example, within a few hours after death, skeletal muscles still contract under mechanical stimuli, dilate or constrict the pupils, Bowel motility and sperm motility, which are important for forensic science and can be used to infer time of death."

Everyone took out their notebooks and began to scribble and record.

The instructor beckoned and said: "Don't rush to record, the things you wrote down are useless, you come to me, I will dissect this fresh corpse for you, and let everyone see the supernatural reaction hidden in it."

Atulu got wet again, the instructor pointed at him and said, "You are too tall and strong, go stand at the end of the line, otherwise you will block everyone's sight. You, stand forward with your figure."

Wang Bo had a sad expression on his face: Me? Make no mistake, I'm also strong and easy to cut!