"As an atheist, I know I shouldn't put my hopes on a traditional fortune teller, nor should I believe in gods and ghosts. But I really can't explain this. [燃^文^书库][].[774][buy].[] Mr. Cha is just someone I personally asked for help in solving the case, and does not represent any stance of the police."

  I said: "Also, if it gets out, the police will say that ghosts are doing it, and they won't be able to show their faces."

  "So, Inspector Cha said he'd like you to come over and assist. If you can help us crack the case, I'd like to thank you both on behalf of the Hong Kong Police."

  I glanced at Cha Wenbin and thought to myself, what's the point of this? I don't even understand this stuff. But being able to see him without anything happening was already the best outcome.

  That night, a certain forensic building in Hong Kong was surrounded by reporters holding cameras and microphones at the entrance. In a place where freedom of speech is valued, journalists have the right to know, and various questions made the middle-aged man's head ache - he was He Zhonghua, the highest-ranking Chinese police officer in Hong Kong!

  This is an extremely unusual homicide case, three forensic doctors died mysteriously, although the surveillance camera captured the whole process, but the murderer was like a ghost and disappeared. In Hong Kong where the media is highly developed, the heat of this incident has exceeded everything, on TV, in newspapers, all kinds of rumors are flying everywhere.

  At this time, I was with Cha Wenbin in the morgue on the west side of the second floor, where the bodies of three forensic doctors were slowly pulled out of the cold storage.

  Accompanying us was an old policeman with twenty years of forensic experience. The deceased was his colleague and friend.

  The zipper of the body bag was opened, revealing a male corpse with his eyes wide open and his mouth in an "O" shape. His skin had turned slightly purple due to the low temperature, and there was frost on his hair. I noticed that the corpse had a massive wound from the throat to the navel, and at the suture site, there were red liquid ice beads condensed, indicating that it had been autopsied after death.

  The forensic doctor introduced: "There were no obvious external injuries on the deceased's body, and after autopsy, no abnormalities were found in the internal organs and skeleton. The bleeding at the scene was verified to be from the tongue of the deceased."

  After that, he inserted a metal-like object into the mouth of the corpse and then used tweezers to gently probe inside and pull out half a piece of red flesh. I took a look, damn it, it was half a tongue!

  "All of them bit their tongues to death, he was my colleague, the child is only three years old, there is no reason for self-mutilation." The forensic doctor then opened two more bodies and pointed to one of them: "This is our hospital's cleaner, originally it wasn't his shift that night, because nobody else was around, Lin Doctor called him to help deal with the sewage. That woman is Lin Doctor's assistant, all three people died from biting their tongues."

  I subconsciously touched my mouth and bit my tongue, how painful it was!

  The forensic doctor looked at Cha Wenbin and said, "I'm a medical worker and also an atheist. Forensic science is about science and rigor. Since you're assigned by the higher-ups, I'll just cooperate with your work." He paused for a moment before continuing, "I've dissected over 300 corpses, all sorts of causes of death. Every day, I deal with death, but I still want to leave some scientific dignity for my colleagues."

  "I understand," said Zha Wenbin, "I very much understand your feelings, but many things left behind by our ancestors cannot be explained by science. Now I'd like to ask you to take me to see those female corpses, can you?"

  "Please follow me."

  The elevator stopped at the minus second floor, which was a basement. A thick steel door with a password lock and guarded by security personnel. After passing through two checkpoints, the doctor led us through a long corridor. The top of the corridor was equipped with dimly lit lights that flickered on and off, and the air was filled with the smell of formaldehyde, which made me feel a bit allergic to my nose.

  With a creak, the large gate with some rust spots on it was pushed open. Inside the house, there were several large water tanks, and on the ground, there was some polluted water mixed with a pungent smell and under the yellowish white incandescent lamp, this place seemed like a purgatory on earth.

  Above the pool, several iron chains hung down. The forensic doctor pulled the chain, and the pulley made a "creaking" sound, like an old lady's rocking chair. After a while, several waterproof bags were pulled out of the pool. The doctor held an iron hook in his hand, and like hooking pork, he dragged the bags to a stretcher cart on one side. He asked, "Do you want to look here or go to the autopsy room?"

  Cha Wenbin glanced around the environment and roughly understood what this place was for. Presumably, those who needed to be identified after death would be soaked in these pools. So, this place is similar to a funeral home. Except for that door, there were only two ventilation openings on the top of his head, and the atmosphere was slightly eerie. I just felt my heart beating very fast, and suddenly regretted running here.

  Cha Wenbin didn't answer him, instead he asked first: "Aren't you afraid of following in your colleague's footsteps?"

  That doctor always wore a mask, and I couldn't see his expression. Maybe all doctors are that cold-blooded, especially forensic ones like him. He didn't say a word, just silently pushed the corpses out the door. Just as we had taken a few steps, Cha Wenbin suddenly pulled me behind him and kicked the iron door shut with a loud "clang". I only saw Cha Wenbin holding up an octagonal mirror and shouting at the doctor: "You beast, kneel down!"

  I was stunned by this sudden scene, and before I could react, I heard the sound of wheels rolling. The doctor, for some reason, suddenly pushed the stretcher cart towards us like a madman. My colleague Cha Wenbin and I dodged to either side, and with a loud crash, the cart hit the wall, causing the body bags on it to fall to the ground. Next, the doctor picked up an intravenous stand next to him and swung it at us. I quickly grabbed a nearby stool and held it in front of my chest. The metal rod of the stand crashed into the stool with a loud clang, making me feel like I had been hit by a boulder in the chest, almost causing me to pass out.

  The doctor's strength was immense, using the fork to push against my feet and with one burst of force, I kept falling backwards until I felt a dull pain in my lower back again. It turned out that I had been squeezed against the wall. But the doctor seemed to have no intention of stopping, picking up the intravenous drip stand in his hand and continuing to poke at me, this time aiming for my neck!

  At this time, I really thought I was done for, I felt a bit wronged, and if I died like this, it would be unclear. I didn't provoke him or offend him, yet he tried to kill me with such ruthlessness. Fortunately, Cha Wenbin arrived in time, and somehow that little scoundrel had something in his hand which he sprayed at the doctor's face, causing the latter to cover his face with his hands, and I took advantage of the opportunity to escape this disaster.

  Taking advantage of the doctor being blinded, I rushed to one side and asked with trembling legs: "What's going on?!"

  "Be careful, we have to save this doctor, is that pendant I gave you still with you?"

  I hastily patted my chest, "It's still here."

  "That's good, with that thing on, ordinary things won't get on your body. You have to help me hold down the doctor." After saying that, he moved towards the side of the doctor, I took a look and saw that there was a piece of iron chain on the frame, I didn't care about anything else, ran to the pool above and started to unlock the chain with trembling hands.

  The more nervous he got, the clumsier he became. The chain was actually hooked onto a pulley, and all I had to do was pull one end to get it down. But instead, he struggled with it for half a day by the pool. By the time I realized what was going on, the doctor had already rushed over. I turned around just in time to see him collide into me with great force, and then my feet slipped out from under me. With a loud "splash", I fell into the pool.

  What is that water? That's formalin! It's corpse-soaking water!

  I don't know how many mouthfuls I had, there was a heavy object that pressed my head into the water, forcing my head to hit the bottom of the pool, and everything became chaotic.

  It's not just us who are in chaos, the people outside are also in a mess. The guy upstairs responsible for monitoring has already gone crazy, and the scene on the screen is even more exciting than a movie. A large number of police officers have begun to gather in the hall. The reporters who had been waiting for a long time saw this situation and rushed inside like a tide, but unexpectedly, the elevator broke down! And the only passageway leading to the minus two floor was that cargo elevator. At this moment, I am being held underwater and beaten, while those guys upstairs are anxiously watching the monitor!

  When it comes to the critical moment, Wen Bin is still quite powerful. He grabbed the chain and put it around the doctor's neck, then turned around and pulled the chain out strongly, which gave me the opportunity to climb out of the water tank.

  Unfortunately, Cha Wenbin had already been subdued by someone else. It's said that people possessed by evil spirits have extraordinary strength, and the doctor was now dragging Cha Wenbin away with chains. I didn't care about the strange taste in my throat anymore, picked up the intravenous stand on the ground and rushed over, fiercely striking the man's forehead.

  With a "bang", the infusion stand was broken into two pieces by me, and a stream of blood suddenly gushed out from the back of the doctor's head. He was in pain and let go of Cha Wenbin, who then rushed towards me again. I could only run, but even though the door was only 4 or 5 meters away, I was still knocked to the ground by that guy...

  This Taoist's method of exorcism isn't like what you see on TV, where they shout "Hoo-ah!" and fly around to instantly subdue the person. Encountering a case of demonic possession is really troublesome - first, you can't harm the person themselves, and second, you have to be able to subdue it. In the past, when an old woman in the countryside was possessed by a ghost, it would take seven or eight big men to hold her down, let alone just the two of us.

  To say, at the critical moment, Xiao Xia Ye is still trustworthy and willing to sacrifice for the organization. That thing bit my shoulder, I was in so much pain that my mother would have cried out, tears and fountain-like flowed out, but Cha Wenbin was still drawing symbols on the ground with a calm attitude!

  I must say, I won this point of time for him. When I was bitten to the brink of death, his talisman was finally drawn and stuck on the back of that doctor's head.

  This thing subdued that thing, and such a ferocious person, neither of us could handle it, but with just one talisman paper, he became obedient. When Zhang Wenbin pulled me out from under the doctor's hands, I really wanted to thank his ancestors for eight generations. I was already in so much pain that I had passed out.

  Just when I thought I could take a break, the symbol on the doctor's forehead suddenly ignited, and Cha Wenbin shouted: "Damn it..."