Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the Poll Bureau's Unknown Record!After the criminal police captain pulled the director away, he inadvertently glanced at the dead body on the ground. His sweat pores rose again and shouted: "Look at the dead body's face!" When the forensic doctors turned their faces and looked over, they saw the dead body. Suddenly he opened his eyes, and he looked sadly at the direction the director was standing, as if he had just experienced the pain of life and death.

Everyone took a few steps back, for fear that the dead corpse would jump from the ground and pounce on them.The detective captain had already pulled out his pistol and was about to shoot at the dead body's head by pulling the sleeve.The director quickly pressed the head of the captain's spear and said, "Don't shoot, it will be worthless if it breaks."

When the two were arguing, the dead body slowly closed his eyes, and his face was again a standard dead man's expression.The surrounding police heard the movement here and didn't know what had happened, so they all stretched their necks to look at their captain.

"Look at it! What good things do you do!" The detective captain turned his head and reprimanded his hand, but it sounded like he was venting his dissatisfaction.At this time, the director didn’t even bother to explain to him. He once again carefully rubbed over to the dead body. After confirming that the dead body had no vital signs, he turned around and shouted: “Just now that the reflex nerves have not been necrotic. Now it’s okay. , Who of you will go over and check it again."

After the director finished speaking, his forensic doctor did not answer the conversation.Not to mention that these few people are eating this bowl of rice. Even ordinary people can see that the scene just now has nothing to do with reflexes.If it weren't for the nonsense person to be his immediate boss, a bad-tempered person would have pointed his nose to curse.

Seeing that there was no one talking to him, the director was somewhat embarrassed. He clutched the purple-printed arm of the corpse just now, and said, "Don’t say I didn’t remind you, the inspection report of this corpse will be in my office tomorrow morning. On the table. Do you want to wait until the middle of the night to transport him back for anatomy?" His words have an effect. Today's events have exceeded the knowledge of the corpses by several forensic doctors, and now no one wants to talk to them again. Dealing with the corpses, let alone being alone with them one on one in the latter half of the night.

The eyes of several forensic doctors stayed on Lao Mo.As usual, in the same case, since the first corpse was handled by Lao Mo, there would be no need to change the following corpses.

Lao Mo gritted his teeth and walked to the corpse and re-examined the corpse.The limbs of the deceased were stiff like wood, not to mention grabbing people like just now, Lao Mo couldn't beat his arm with all his strength.No abnormality was found. In the end, the only way to take the dead body back to the bureau was to do a detailed autopsy.

After returning to the bureau, it was Lao Mo's job to dissect the corpse.He found a time to call his father and talked about the strange things that happened last night until now.After his father listened, he didn't speak for a long time. Just when Lao Mo suspected that the phone was malfunctioning, his father's voice came from the other end of the phone, telling him not to touch those corpses anymore and just look for them. The reason is that even if it is that the old man is dying, he has to go home quickly.

When Lao Mo wanted to ask, his father had already hung up the phone.Lao Mo's heart became more and more senseless, and finally he simply listened to his father's words, and did not ask for leave from the director. He threw the three dead bodies into the freezer and drove home directly.

After returning home, Lao Mo saw his father making a call, but no one answered after the call was made.But Lao Mo's father didn't mean to stop, and he played over and over again, even when Lao Mo walked to his side and ignored him.

When the old man didn't know it was the hundreds of calls, finally there was a response on the other end of the call.What the old man said respectfully to the person on the other end of the phone, Lao Mo had never seen his father have such an expression.The call didn’t last long. Five or six minutes later, the old man hung up and said to Lao Mo, “Don’t go anywhere these days. Just stay at home. When that person comes, listen to him. Say."

Seeing his father's appearance, he seemed to know something.But no matter how Lao Mo asked him, Dad always said: "Wait, wait until that person arrives, you can ask him if you have anything." Dad Mo took the matter seriously and even closed it. I disconnected Old Mo’s cell phone and disconnected from the outside (Daddy Mo does not have a computer at home).

In this way, Lao Mo slept all night at his father's house.This night, Lao Mo's nightmare was immersive. For a while, he dreamed that three dead bodies were standing on the bedside looking at him. Later in the night, he dreamed that the director said to him with blood on his face: "Why should I die for you? "After Lao Mo was frightened awake, he found that the bedding on the bed had been soaked in his own cold sweat.

In a trance, Lao Mo saw a misty shadow on the bedside facing him.Old Mo couldn't figure out if he was still dreaming, he stretched out his hand to touch the shadow in a daze.The moment Lao Mo touched the shadow, a heart-to-heart chill spread to him along the tips of his fingers.It was this momentary time that Old Mo was like being in an ice cellar. His teeth were squeaking with cold. He wanted to pull his arm back, but his fingers couldn't move like being sucked.Seeing that Old Mo was about to freeze, his door opened, and Father Mo probed in and said, "What are you doing? You won't sleep in the middle of the night?"

Just after finishing this sentence, Dad Mo’s hand suddenly stretched out from behind and sprinkled a handful of white flower powder in the direction in front of Lao Mo. After the foggy figure touched the white powder, it disappeared instantly. In front of the Mo's father and son.Without that suction, Lao Mo collapsed on the bed.Father Mo was still worried, and continued to sprinkle the white powder on every corner of the room.

After a while, Old Mo had the strength to get up from the bed and said to his father: "How did you know something happened to me?" Father Mo took a breath and said, "I can get cold in that room. Wake up, if it hadn’t been for a friend to teach me a trick before, you would have confessed your life tonight.” Old Mo looked at the white powder in the room and asked his father: “This place is white. What's the flower?" Father Mo found a plastic bag with white powder in his pocket and threw it on Old Mo's bed: "Salt..."