Looking out the window at the city shrouded in heavy fog, Fan Ren was lost in thought.

Inexplicably, he felt that those towering buildings looked like ferocious monsters hidden in the gray.

In this boring life with no end in sight, perhaps only imagination can bring more fun.

"Click, click."

The rain splashed flowers on the transparent glass, and the temperature dropped a bit.

Although the rain was not heavy, he still frowned because rainy days were the weather Fan Ren hated the most.

A big hand with sharp bones suddenly climbed up to his shoulder, and then patted him vigorously.

"Don't be stunned, we have a visitor in the anatomy room."

Putting these words aside, the owner of the big hand hurriedly left the dressing room without waiting for Fan Ren's answer.

After the heart physiologically contracted violently, the splay between the eyebrows became deeper and deeper.

Fan Ren is a forensic doctor, no, to be precise, a trainee forensic doctor who has just graduated from university.

Having a guest means facing a corpse.

As a student of forensic medicine, it's not that he's afraid of this, but he's a bit mysophobic, and the corpses sent to the autopsy room are basically horrible to look at.

There was no way around it. This was work. Without complaining too much, Fan Ren neatly put on his mask and protective clothing, pushed open the door of the dressing room, and walked towards the anatomy room at the end.

...

Anatomy room.

The sound of the slight collision of metal instruments rang in my ears.

A middle-aged man is holding a dissecting saw to determine the cause of death for the new guests.

This middle-aged man is Fan Ren's predecessor, an old forensic doctor named Huang Shan who has been working for more than ten years.

Fan Ren was just a trainee forensic doctor who had just arrived a few days ago. Naturally, he could not go on stage for the time being. He could only observe and learn from the side, doing odd jobs, delivering tools, and taking notes.

The guest lying on the autopsy table was a man, naked and pale, with swollen skin and some areas showing signs of decay. It was obvious that he had been dead for at least three days.

On the surface, the cause of death may have been drowning.

Fan Ren looked at the poor guest coldly, his eyes like a scanner scanning every inch of his skin.

Um?

A tattoo on the back of the customer's right hand attracted him.

On the back of the wrinkled white hand, a lifelike eye is wide open, with purple pupils in the eye sockets.

Against the white skin, the purple pupils are particularly eye-catching.

This tattoo artist's skills are good, both the matte surface and the lines are outstanding, Fan Ren commented in his mind with great interest.

"I'm going out for a moment, Xiaofan, please don't move." Huang Shan still left in a hurry, leaving only a warning, presumably because he couldn't hold back his inner anxiety.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Fan Ren walked to where Huang Shan was standing. He was very obedient and did not move. He just stared at the brightly colored eye on the back of his hand.

Perhaps because of his tattoo, Fan Ren became interested in this customer.

His fingers unconsciously touched the tattoo covering his skin, and the coldness that bit into his bones made him shiver.

next moment.

Fan Ren felt that he had entered a deep water. The water in front of him was swaying and bubbling. His legs were swinging wildly. A pair of bloodless hands were tightly squeezing his neck, like a solid iron cuff.

break free.

The feeling of suffocation came from all directions.

"Gulu, Gulu..."

As the struggle gradually became weak, he died...

"Hoo, ho..."

Fan Ren touched his neck with both hands, his face was livid, and he was breathing heavily.

Through touch, he can immersively feel the last scene the deceased saw before his death. This is a special ability that Fan Ren has had since he was a child. Not only that, he can even see things that do not belong to this world...

.

It is probably close to some kind of psychic physique. This is the conclusion Fan Ren came to by reading a lot of relevant information. As for whether this physique can be further developed, he doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know.

Because of this constitution, Fan Ren has seen too many terrible things in the orphanage since he was a child. In order to protect himself, Fan Ren could only pretend to be an ordinary person with a cold face.

, ignoring the weirdness surrounding itself.

"Zila Zila——"

At this moment, the cold light in the dissecting room flickered suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, the dead guest on the stage sat up at some point.

His pupils began to shrink, and Fan Ren subconsciously took a few steps back.

How is this going?

Hallucination?

At this moment, the light flashes faster and faster.

The guest who sat up inexplicably slowly raised his finger to Fan Ren and said word by word:

"now you......"

Seeing the strange scene in front of him, even a person like Fan Ren, who could see ghosts all year round, was startled. He staggered backwards.

After walking a few steps, I bumped into someone.

"Xiaofan, what are you doing? Didn't I tell you not to move?" Huang Shan's voice reached his ears.

Fan Ren turned around and saw that Huang Shan had returned to the dissecting room at this time.

He pointed at the dissecting table and hesitated to say something, but when he looked back, everything was as usual, the guest was lying quietly, and the cold light had stopped flashing.

Under Huang Shan's gaze, Fan Ren paused and had to give a stiff smile:

"Sorry, Uncle Huang, I just wanted to take a closer look."

Huangshan knew that Fan Ren was a top student in their university. He was always a bit arrogant as a junior, so he thought about rubbing off his spirit:

"Oh, so our top student, Comrade Xiaofan, can you tell the cause of this guest's death with your eyes?"

Listening to the senior's half-joking teasing, Fan Ren, who was still in shock, replied casually: "The deceased was probably strangled to death with both hands and then sunk to the bottom of the water."

Seeing Fan Ren's tone of voice, Huang Shan raised his eyebrows and did not express his position immediately. Instead, he walked to the dissecting table and continued his work.

As a forensic doctor, you must seek truth from facts, pay attention to evidence, and use actions to prove it, rather than talking in empty words. This is a lesson he wants to teach the new generation.

Fan Ren stepped aside and continued to observe. He did not tell anyone what he had just seen, because if he did, Huangshan wouldn't believe it, and it might even leave a bad impression on others.

After a long time, Huang Shan finally finished his work and looked at Fan Ren with a frown.

The guest's throat was broken, the muscles in his neck were almost torn, and there were no pinch marks on the surface. It can be judged that the murderer's hand was extremely strong. It did not take many seconds to send the poor guest to death, and there was not much accumulation in the lungs.

Water, combined with the fact that the time of death has exceeded three days, it can be basically determined that the cause of death is indeed what Fan Ren said.

But why does Fan Ren know? Is it a blind cat encountering a dead mouse or is it just based on the naked eye?

"Well, you're right." Huang Shan said somewhat depressedly.

Seeing Huang Shan's expression, Fan Ren understood the other party's thoughts and could only give the leader a step down: "Uncle Huang, I'm blind, I promise not to move around next time!"

"Come on, you brat, you won't do it again."

After all, Huangshan is a man who has lived for most of his life, so he can naturally tell that Fan Ren is hiding something, so he gives him a way out.

Fan Ren still nodded and bowed, looking like he was being taught.

...

In the evening, when he returned to his residence after get off work, Fan Ren went straight into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, held water with both hands and slapped it on his face.

Then, he raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror. He had short black hair, slightly narrow eyes, a straight bridge of nose, and a very delicate face.

It's just that the pale complexion and rigid expression make this face look a bit gloomy.

The gradually increasing sound of breathing showed Fan Ren's inner uneasiness.

In fact, in addition to seeing the hallucination that was not known to be true or false, he also caught a last glimpse of the murderer in the memory of today's new guest before his death.

It was a lifeless, hideous face that was twisted to the extreme and could give ordinary people nightmares.

The murderer turned out to be...

Although he had seen many such things since he was a child, this was the first time he saw a ghost killing someone.

After standing for a while, looking away from the mirror, and taking a deep breath to calm himself, Fan Ren turned off the faucet and walked to the bedroom. He lay down on the bed without taking off his shoes or clothes.

If you take a nap, you will probably forget what you saw when you wake up, he comforted himself.

In the blink of an eye, when he woke up, it was already midnight. When he heard his stomach growling, Fan Ren got up and prepared to find some food to fill his stomach.

He walked to the kitchen, took out the luncheon meat from the refrigerator, turned on the stove, waited for the water to boil, and then took out the bagged instant noodles. Fan Ren seemed to have practiced similar actions n times, and he was so fluent.

Hunger made Fan Ren temporarily abandon the fear of the day. He squinted his eyes and looked at the ceiling, waiting for the water to boil.

However, a feeling like falling at a rapid speed suddenly came to his mind, making his eyes blur. The familiar environment around him turned into darkness, then twisted, changed again, and turned into an open space.

Holding the unpacked instant noodles in his hand, Fan Ren stared blankly at a villa not far away.

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