A Weird Theater That Started In London

"Spooky theatre from London (!

This is the deepest floor underground and has only two functions:

Store precious archives, as well as corpses that have died from various causes.

Before the resuscitation of the spiritual tide, no one would think that the corpse needs to be guarded.

Opening the closed metal doors, the first thing Duke and his party saw was a T-shaped corridor, leading to the archives on the left and the morgue on the right.

"The smell of gunpowder smoke is mixed with the unique rotten smell of corpses." Bai Yu sniffed and muttered softly.

Then, quickly follow in the footsteps of Duke and Pan Ming.

After walking a distance with the red eye-catching arrow, the line of sight became much brighter, and several carbon arc lamps were playing their role.

"We were invited by Scotland Yard and the Royal Family to come here to take over the body."

Looking at the man who suddenly came out of the corner, Pan Ming explained.

"Ok."

Bernard nodded, his eyes stayed on Duke for a long time, as if he knew him.

"You are?"

Duke was also stunned.

The tall and thin man in front of him looked a lot like an old friend, but he was much thinner and more mature.

"Bernard, a trainee from the King's School to Scotland Yard's forensic room."

"Duke, an investigator."

After a long time, the master and the apprentice met again, but they did not reminisce, because they just saw an inexplicable sense of familiarity with each other, and they had never known each other before—

To be more precise, in this world, Duke and Bernard met for the first time, and the special bond made the two hit it off.

"Pass." Duke was the first to react, and took out a special piece of paper with the seal of the police and the royal family from his pocket, "Open the door."

Bernard had been terrified by the events of the previous night, but he did not lose his senses and checked carefully, lest some ill-conceived conspirators try to confuse him, even if it was almost impossible.

After staring for about two minutes, Bernard returned the pass, lifted up his half-worn white coat, took out a bunch of keys from his belt, and said solemnly, "Follow me."

At the end of the corridor is a heavy iron door with rust stains and dents on its surface. In addition, there are several bullet holes on it, silently telling the fierce battle situation last night.

"Clang!"

The door was tethered to the turning of the key and started to start. There was a sound of gears colliding inside. Looking at the tall and thin figure of his apprentice, Duke pressed his senses and stepped into the morgue.

Three rows of mortuary cabinets were placed along the wall, with a dozen iron-framed beds in the middle, occupying most of the room.

Subconsciously, Bernard clasped his arms tightly, the corpse cabinet was filled with a lot of ice cubes, the ambient temperature was already in an extremely low range, and with all kinds of weird events, he couldn't help shivering.

However, this little forensic doctor who just stepped out of the campus did not leave. He really wanted to do things with Duke. There was no reason, but a sudden strong impulse.

And Duke didn't care either. He and Pan Ming and others completely ignored the chill from the outside world, and their eyes wandered back and forth between the three rows of cabinets.

There is no special smell of mechanical creation, and as long as it does not move or pose a threat to people, no one will notice the difference.

Seeing that everyone showed a surprising habit of this kind of environment, Bernard also calmed down a little, and he walked slowly to the corpse cabinet marked "No. 8" with red paint.

The metal rubbing sound of tooth acid sounded.

Under several gazes, a metal sliding drawer more than six meters long was slowly pulled out. Bernard, the trainee forensic officer, stabilized his mind and introduced:

"Around 2:30 in the morning, the Royal Guard escorted it over. The research materials related to it are in the archives next door, and they were not damaged in the turmoil."

"In addition, I'm standing here, and when you guys have finished researching it, I'll be responsible for locking the door."

After he finished speaking, he turned to give the space to Duke, who looked excited, and watched the crowd silently.

The moment the corpse cabinet was opened, all the attention of Duke, Pan Ming and the others were all focused on the huge corpse in front of them.

Due to being frozen in the middle of the night, a layer of frost had formed on the surface of the mechanical monster's body. Duke lightly brushed it twice with his hand, "Looking from the texture of the skin surface, it is no different from a normal human being, and you can even see fingerprints. ."

"Where's your operating box, lend me a hand."

Hearing this, Bernard didn't hesitate, walked quickly to the corner locker, and took out his exclusive storage box from it—

Rubber gloves, headrest, scalpel, rope and goggles, dissection saw, fingerprint sleeve, osteotome, injection needle, scoop, bone hammer, rectal thermometer…

Duke spoke the names of these tools with ease, like a poem.

Once upon a time, he was a medical professor who understood in vivo medicine and deeply studied death medicine, but now, he is a scientist who can independently develop the second-generation mecha.

"let's start."

Pan Ming urged.

Duke also broke free from his memories, picked up the tool and made a basic scalpel scar on the monster's skin. The mysterious material that can resist bullets is as thin as white paper in front of him.

Through the opening, everyone can clearly see that there are countless stiff blood vessels inside.

"Dermis... blood vessels..."

Duke didn't bother to get the smallest scalpel. He tapped the capillary with a ready-made tool. An incision that was hard to see with the naked eye appeared. He reached out and asked Bernard for a syringe.

The trainee forensic officer did not hesitate, and stood directly in the assistant's seat to bring tools to the chief knifeman.

The whole process was like flowing water, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.

At the same time, Duke looked at what was sucked out by the metal syringe and muttered, "Organism?"

With that said, he looked up at Bernard who was standing beside him, and asked naturally, "Do you have a microscope here?"

"have."

"Take it and see how it is different from human blood cells."

"Ok."

Bernard still hadn't escaped the **** of Professor Duke, but he embraced it.

With the departure of his assistant, Duke once again threw himself into the inspection, and he didn't even say hello when Lu Li came.

Lu Li, who had just acquired a special ability, was naturally in a good mood, but as he entered the morgue and arrived at the autopsy scene, the joy disappeared instantly, at least not on his face.

At this moment ~www.readwn.com~ Duke did not look at the penetrating wound that caused fatal damage to the monster, but focused on the head.

Under the tinkering of various things, the mouth of the giant monster was pried open, revealing its mouth, and only two rows of teeth were covered with disgusting yellow scale.

boom! boom! boom!

After three beeps, the bone hammer shattered, and a tooth the size of half the palm of an adult's hand also fell.

"The mechanical body modified by biology replaces various organs with internal parts to provide power."

Duke simply came to a conclusion, and then continued to fiddle with the giant corpse in front of him.

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