Chapter 180 Drawer

Putting the glass shards on the ground, I secretly observed the changes in Zhang Jiaqi's expression. When she said the word "corpse", her pupils shrank unconsciously.

"I find you so strange. You say you are a supernatural anchor, but you never communicate with your audience. You pay attention to other details. You are so sharp. Don't tell me you developed this while working in the crematorium. "Yes." Zhang Jiaqi stared at me, as if she wanted to see through me.

"You're right. Burning a corpse is no easier than dissecting it. It requires hand-eye coordination and control of temperature." I dealt with it casually, going through all the scenes I saw in my mind.

"There must be something wrong with Zhang Jiaqi, but she is the first living person I have met in this school. If I want to know more, I can only start with her." I silently thought about how to complete the story from the underworld. Commission, I always feel that this live broadcast is too calm, and the murderous intention is hidden in the dark. It should be just the calm before the storm: "Before the real danger comes, we must collect more clues and find out the truth."

Zhang Jiaqi and I walked towards another experimental building. When passing the collapsed tunnel, I asked casually: "I heard from your former seniors that there are several tunnels in your school, and I don't know whether they are real or fake. "

"Really, most medical schools have them, but some students don't know." Zhang Jiaqi replied casually: "But you'd better not get too close to those passages. They are in disrepair and are specially used to transport corpses. "

"Carrying the body?"

"The cadavers purchased by the hospital from outside are usually not known to students. They go through underground passages, and then the specimens are prepared directly underground. Finally, they are stored in the underground cadaver for students to learn anatomy."

"Oh, I've learned a lot."

Zhang Jiaqi led me to a building a little further away. At this time, there was no light in the entire hospital area. We seemed to have entered a dead land isolated from the city.

"What was displayed in the building just now were gross body specimens, that is, complete human specimens, mainly for us human anatomy students to do experiments. This building is the partial anatomy specimen room, which contains various organs. I suggest you try retching for a while to empty your stomach before entering." Zhang Jiaqi looked at me provocatively: "Local organs are much more stimulating than the general teacher."

"Don't worry about me, just go in." People's psychological endurance will continue to improve with experience and knowledge. After I experienced the live broadcast at Henshan Mental Hospital, I have a strong immunity to these bloody things.

"Don't talk too much." Zhang Jiaqi led me around the main entrance and came to the west side of the building with familiarity. A pile of stone bricks had already been laid on the ground: "The windows on the second floor are unlocked. Climb up from here. Step on the external air conditioner to enter."

She gave me a demonstration first and climbed to the second floor easily: "Come up."

I put the black suitcase aside and climbed to the second floor with only my mobile phone. At this time, Zhang Jiaqi was standing next to the window. Her expression became increasingly weird: "Welcome to the world of specimens."

She took a photo with her mobile phone and saw the bottles and jars on the shelf that made my hair stand on end. These arm-high jars were filled with various human organs and the corpses of young children.

Neatly, lined up in rows.

Unlike the bloodshed in the Hate Mountain Mental Hospital, this sense of fear and discomfort comes from the environment itself.

Walking between the two rows of shelves, one or two bubbles occasionally popped out of the bottles. I had never looked at a corpse in such detail.

It's so delicate, so delicate that it's scary.

The thin layer of eyelids covered the eyes like plastic wrap. They didn't seem to be dead, as if they would suddenly open the closed eyes without knowing when.

"Are you scared?" Zhang Jiaqi held up her mobile phone, and the bright light danced on the bottles and jars.

"A bit." I admitted honestly. These specimens soaked in formalin seemed to be somewhere between life and death. They were neither humans nor ghosts. Time was frozen at the moment they became specimens.

"I thought you would continue to insist that you are not afraid? Teacher Liu had a class in this building five years ago, and her office was upstairs." Zhang Jiaqi opened the door and left with her mobile phone. She was very nervous. It's a bit excessive, and I'm not afraid of any danger outside the door.

"Are there specimens like this in the whole building?" I followed, always paying attention to my surroundings.

"Most of them, except the underground charnel house." Zhang Jiaqi didn't look back. I felt that she was walking faster and faster, as if she was in a hurry.

Following Zhang Jiaqi to the third floor, the doors of several classrooms along the way were all ajar and not locked.

I pushed the door open a crack and looked inside. It was pitch black inside. Occasionally I could see a few motionless figures. I didn't know if they were model dolls or other messy things.

Zhang Jiaqi walked so fast that I didn't have time to enter each classroom to check. In order not to lose me, I had to trot to keep up.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry?" When I reached the corner of the stairs, Zhang Jiaqi slowed down and I asked the question in my mind.

"Don't you think that place is scary? The dark corridors, old floors, and locked classrooms on both sides would be fine, but the doors are all open. If there is something scary hidden inside, it's waiting for you to walk by. Suddenly I reached out my hand..."

"Stop it." I stopped Zhang Jiaqi from continuing: "Where is your teacher Liu's office?"

"We're almost there." Zhang Jiaqi shrugged and looked over my shoulder at the classrooms on both sides of the corridor: "It's on the fourth floor."

She turned around and ran up, and I followed closely, glancing behind me from time to time.

"What was Zhang Jiaqi looking at at the end?"

I clearly felt that she had an extremely rare sense of fear at that moment, otherwise she would not have made such a deliberately abnormal move as shrugging her shoulders.

Arriving on the fourth floor, Zhang Jiaqi took my mobile phone and illuminated the door number on the wall: "Office of Anatomy, Biopharmaceuticals."

"That's it." The office door was also unlocked. Zhang Jiaqi entered first and waved to me to come in quickly.

"Biopharmaceuticals? These should be two unrelated fields to human anatomy." I glanced at the door handle. There was no dust on it. It probably wasn't the first time it had been opened.

"Come in quickly!" Zhang Jiaqi dragged me into the house, peeked at the end of the dark corridor outside, and gently closed the door. I noticed her actions. The door was not completely locked, and it was left open a gap. .

After entering the house, Zhang Jiaqi obviously relaxed. She began to look through various documents in the house, and after reading them, she placed them all in their original places, as if she was afraid of being discovered by someone.

"The door is not locked, and things are returned to their original places after being turned over. What is going on in this woman's mind? Is she really here to find her teacher?" I glanced around and started walking around the room.

This office is thirty square meters, enough for four or five people to work together, but in fact there are only two desks here, and the rest of the space is occupied by bookcases for storing information and precious specimens.

"Human body function regeneration? Brain nerve stimulation resuscitation experiment?" There are dusty copies on the bookshelf. The names are convoluted, and I can't understand the content at all.

"Remember, no matter what you take, you have to put it back in its place later." After Zhang Jiaqi told me, she started to mind her own business.

I put the copy back on the bookcase. Rather than reading these jerky test reports, I prefer to look for other intuitive and clear clues.

I closed the cabinet door and walked to the desk. The key to the drawer was inserted in the keyhole.

"There are two small and three large keys in this bunch. The small one is the drawer key. Where is the big key?" I opened the drawer, quietly put the key into my pocket, and then groped around in the drawer.

"What's this?"

Two small bags of nuts that had gone bad were scattered in the drawer. In addition to the nuts, there was also a small bottle of pills.

"nivolumab?"

When I was looking worried about the English letters in the bottle, Zhang Jiaqi came over: "Nivolumab is a drug for the treatment of advanced lung cancer. However, this drug cannot be used indiscriminately because it has serious side effects. If people who do not have cancer use it casually, It will destroy the immune system, attack normal cells, and cause cancer."