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Chapter 466: The City is Better

In the morgue of the First Capital Hospital in the outer city, the originally empty space now seems unusually crowded, making people feel panicked.

People of all kinds gathered here, all of them came to identify the body.

Some of them are immediate relatives of the deceased who have rushed here from other places, some are parents working away from home, and some are children studying abroad.

After receiving an emergency call from the Dongdu Public Security Bureau, they rushed back anxiously, but what was waiting for them was one, two or even more cold corpses lying on steel plates.

In addition to these relatives who came from other places, there are also some collateral relatives of the local deceased.

Due to several brutal massacres of entire families, three or even five members of a family were killed, and no direct relatives were spared. Only collateral relatives could come to identify the bodies.

In addition, there are some people wearing white coats in the morgue. They are forensic doctors from the police station.

These forensic doctors were busy taking samples from some of the bodies. They carefully examined the wounds that were torn beyond recognition, trying to find the murderer's DNA.

However, this is obviously a futile exercise.

Because all they could detect was only the "weapon" controlled by the murderer, while the real murderer was always watching coldly on the side, leaving no clues.

"Dean, this is the 35th body..." The deputy dean's voice trembled a little, as if he had not yet recovered from this horrific number.

He stood outside the morgue, his face as pale as paper. It was unclear whether it was because of the cold here or because he was frightened by the piles of corpses.

The old dean listened quietly to the deputy dean's complaints, his brows knitted tightly, his face full of worry. These bodies were all sent from the outer city, and there were so many of them, which made him feel that something was wrong.

"All broken into pieces?" The old dean's voice was low and hoarse. He really didn't want to use words like "bite" or "gnaw" to describe these corpses.

As a doctor, he should have remained rigorous and calm, but facing those horrific corpses, he couldn't calm down.

As people get older, their hearts become softer. The old dean looked at the piles of broken bodies, his heart filled with helplessness and sadness.

He knew that these people were once living beings with flesh and blood, but now they had become like this, which was truly heartbreaking.

"Of course, I have used this place exclusively for the bodies brought in by the police station."

The vice president stood at the door of the morgue, looking through the glass at the bodies inside, his heart filled with worry and helplessness.

He had moved his entire family temporarily to the central area of ​​Dongdu, found a hotel to stay in, and told them not to come back until matters in the outer city were properly resolved.

"What on earth do the people in the police station do?" the vice president complained indignantly.

"All they do all day is bring the bodies here. Don't they know that this is a hospital, not a funeral home?"

His voice echoed in the empty corridor, with obvious dissatisfaction and anger.

The old dean stood aside with his hands behind his back and a gloomy face. He was also very annoyed by this situation.

Although there is a cooperation agreement between the hospital and the police department, the practice of transporting corpses all day long is really unacceptable.

If the people sent in were wounded, they would naturally do their best to treat them, but now what were sent in were cold corpses, which made their work extremely depressing and heavy.

"You don't know yet?" the vice president continued.

"Now the rumors are going viral outside. It is said that two murderers appeared in the outer city. They killed anyone they saw, regardless of gender, age or status. Their killing methods were extremely cruel and unprecedented...

You saw those bodies, too. When has our outer city ever been bitten so badly? How could there be such ferocious dogs? "

His words revealed his fear and confusion about the incident.

The police department currently claims that the marks on the body may have been caused by dog ​​bites, but doctors think this is nonsense.

As professional medical personnel, they only needed to observe for a moment to conclude that those marks could not possibly have been left by a dog, but were more likely the work of some other ferocious beast.

"Hey, be careful with your words and actions, don't get yourself into trouble, this matter has nothing to do with us, just watch the fun."

The person who spoke was the hospital director, who seemed to have his own opinion on the incident.

"I have to go to the central area of ​​​​Eastern Capital for a meeting soon, so I'll leave the matters here to you. I believe that with your ability, you will be able to handle it."

As the old dean spoke, he touched his chin thoughtfully, then turned around and prepared to walk out.

When the vice president saw that the dean was leaving, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered. He thought, since the dean was leaving, what was the point of him staying here?

So he immediately decided to ask for leave so that he could quickly escape from this creepy place.

But just as he turned around and was about to run out, he suddenly felt his arm being tightly grabbed from behind.

He was startled and looked back suddenly, only to see a man in police uniform looking at him seriously.

"Vice President, please come and take a look!" the man said anxiously.

"What are you looking at? A corpse? What's so good about that?" the vice president replied impatiently.

He had no interest in these corpses at all and just wanted to leave this horrible place as soon as possible.

But the policeman ignored his complaints and continued to pull his arm hard, as if he had to force him to take a look.

With no other options, the vice president had to follow the policeman inside.

Along the way, the vice president kept shaking his hands, trying to break free from the policeman's restraints.

He muttered to himself, why is this policeman so difficult to deal with? I'm not an important person, so why does he have to drag me to see those disgusting corpses?

Finally, they came to the body at the back. The policeman stopped and carefully lifted the white cloth covering the face of the body.

The moment the white cloth was removed, a strong stench hit the vice president's face, almost making him vomit on the spot.

He looked closely and saw that the skin of the corpse had become shriveled and wrinkled, and the sides of the cheeks were deeply sunken, as if all the water had been drained out.

The vice president widened his eyes and looked at the corpse in disbelief.

Although he knew that a person's body would undergo various changes after death, this was the first time he had seen it become a mummy-like form.

"How is this possible? Could it be a mistake? Maybe the body was transported from somewhere else..." the vice-president said doubtfully.

Although he has not worked on the front line in person for a long time, he still has a good understanding of some basic common sense.

You have to know how many harsh conditions a normal person's body needs to meet in order to become what we see now!

However, the forensic doctor standing by seemed extremely confident. He refuted with absolute certainty:

"There is absolutely no way I could be wrong! This body is Yu Wei, the first victim of the serial murder case. I marked the body myself, and I also performed the autopsy myself. How could I be wrong?"

After that, the forensic doctor stretched out his hand and gently pressed on the arm of the corpse. Instantly, a dry and hard touch came through his fingertips, a feeling he had never experienced before.