Chapter 56: Forensic Doctor Dissecting a Living Person

Yongcheng, a secret underground research institute somewhere.

The entire underground space is covered with expensive soundproofing materials, and the smell of disinfectant is so thick that it seems to have taken root in the air.

Zhen Naihe shrank his neck, sandwiched between two men in black, and stumbled forward.

After walking for an unknown period of time, the three finally stopped in front of a heavy metal door.

One of the men in black took two steps forward and whispered a few words to the monitor next to the door. After a while, the metal door slowly opened.

There was wind pouring out from the crack of the door, and Zhen Naihe couldn't help but take a breath.

Immediately, it was as if a big hand suddenly grabbed his stomach, and waves of vomiting came like waves.

The smell of blood.

It was a smell of blood that could not be covered by more disinfectant.

Even though Zhen Naihe was a forensic doctor and had been in the industry for decades, he had never smelled such a strong smell of blood.

Zhen Naihe vomited a lot, and it took him a long time to straighten up.

He trembled and said to the man in black:

"My two gentlemen, what exactly is this place?"

The man in black did not answer Zhen Naihe's question, but said in a stiff tone:

"After entering, do your job well. If you don't do it well, you will die. Do you understand?!"

"Hey! Clear, clear..."

Zhen Naihe looked bitter, and his legs stepped forward as if they were stepping on cotton.

The space inside the door was not small. At first glance, it looked like an operating room.

Many unknown instruments were placed around, and a metal bed was placed horizontally in the middle.

An old man was tied to the bed.

Although his hair was gray, he was in high spirits and was shouting and cursing at the moment.

A group of white coats surrounded the bed.

Seeing Zhen Naihe coming in, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses smiled and waved:

"Sir Zhen Naihe, I am Ishii Sanquan, very happy to meet you"

It was Sakura Man.

The uneasiness in Zhen Naihe's heart spread rapidly:

"Mr. Ishii Sanquan, what do you want me to do?"

Ishii Sanquan pointed at the old man on the metal bed, and then pointed at the neatly stacked knives beside the bed.

"I heard that your dissection skills are great, and you are one of the best forensic doctors in Ningbo."

"So, I would like to ask you to dissect this old man!"

After saying that, Ishii Sanquan bowed slightly to Zhen Naihe.

Zhen Naihe suddenly felt his head buzzing.

"You, you mean, let me dissect him?"

"That's right!"

"But he is alive! I am a forensic doctor, I only dissect corpses..."

Ishii Sanquan raised his head with a sick smile on his face:

"I believe in your dissection skills. There is not much difference between a living person and a corpse."

"How can there be not much difference!"

Zhen Naihe felt suffocated, and his stomach, which had finally calmed down, was churning again.

"You, you want me to kill someone!"

"No, no, no." Ishii Sanquan shook his head repeatedly:

"During the autopsy, please make sure that the old man is alive."

"What?!"

Zhen Naihe retched again out of extreme fear.

"What's the difference between doing this and 'Lingchi'?!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's 'Lingchi'!" Ishii Sanquan's face flushed with excitement:

"My Chinese is not very good, please forgive me."

"This time I invited you here just to 'Lingchi' this old man!"

"Because only when he feels the extreme pain, this prop can work."

Ishii Sanquan moved his body and revealed the prop behind him.

It was a palm-sized clay statue.

Wearing cherry blossom-themed clothes, squinting eyes and crooked mouth, it was ugly.

Although Zhen Naihe could not see the specific attributes of the clay statue, his heart skipped a few beats just by staring at it for a few seconds.

This thing is very evil!

"I won't do it, I can't do it!!"

Zhen Naihe took two steps back and tried to escape.

A shout came from the white coat: "Baga, if you don't work, you will die!"

"Die, die!"

"Die! I can't do such a heinous thing that I want to kill my compatriots!" Zhen Naihe seemed to be aroused and roared in response.

A cold light flashed in Ishii Sanquan's eyes, and he sneered:

"You are so brave, I admire you!"

"But don't forget, I can invite you here, so I can definitely bring your family with me."

"Li Luo, should be your precious daughter?"

After that, Ishii Sanquan took out a tablet.

The live broadcast above showed a mother and daughter tied up.

Zhen Naihe's pupils shrank, and the whole person seemed to be electrocuted, shaking uncontrollably.

"I have divorced Li Wuke! Li Luo was awarded to her mother, and they have nothing to do with me!"

"Oh——" Ishii Sanquan dragged out a long tone:

"If that's the case, there's no need to keep them."

"Tojo-kun, please kill them all."

Seeing that someone in the white coat was about to leave, Zhen Naihe shouted:

"Don't, don't hurt them! I'll do it, I'll do it!!"

Ishii Sanquan grinned and became polite again:

"Then please start quickly, Your Excellency."

Zhen Naihe took three trembling steps and slowly moved towards the metal bed.

The gears turned, and the bed board began to change its angle, straightening up the old man little by little.

"Let me go, I still have a grandson, don't associate with those beasts..."

The old man saw Zhen Naihe's face clearly and pleaded in a sad voice.

Zhen Naihe hesitated again, and the hand reaching for the knife stopped in mid-air.

"idiot!"

A roar came from the white coat.

Ishii Sannu pushed up his glasses and said with a smile:

"Time is precious, think about your daughter."

Zhen Naihe choked up.

He felt like a complete coward.

"I'm sorry, uncle, they threatened me with my daughter. I really have no choice..."

The scalpel felt cold, cutting off the old man's body temperature.

Zhen Naihe opened the skin mechanically,

Blood seeped out and screams were heard.

Ishii Sannu gasped with excitement, as if what was happening in front of him would make him reach the top of the mountain and be extremely happy!

He kept praising Zhen Naihe's anatomy skills.

The old man's shrill screams never stopped.

The ugly clay sculpture began to change.

There are faint black and red lines on its surface, twisting and wriggling like earthworms.

The volume of the clay sculptures has also expanded imperceptibly, and the details of the characters' faces have become more refined.

"Kill me! Kill me!!"

The old man was like a trapped animal, and every syllable he shouted tore at Zhen Naihe's soul.

Zhen Naihe could only keep apologizing and then stabbing her.

It seems that the progress is too slow.

Ishii Sanken took two steps forward, pinched Zhen Naihe's neck like a chicken, and urged:

"Not enough, not enough!"

"Places like ears and nose are places that won't bleed heavily after being cut off. Try it now!"

"The next step is to open his belly and take out his intestines!"

"Be sure to move gently, don't let him die, otherwise, your baby girl will not survive, hehehe..."

"Yes, yes, that's it. Come here, bring a mirror and put it in front of the old man!"

"I want him to appreciate it! Appreciate how he is being dissected bit by bit!"

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