After divorcing the male god

If I were in danger, would you desperately come to my rescue?

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The cramped room was extremely dark, the walls were pasted with printed wallpaper, and the wall lamps were dark red, like dark red blood bubbling from veins.

Lin Duan gasped, the air was filled with an unpleasant smell, damp and stinky.

Three men and two women, all naked, surrounded the corner, like vultures surrounding dead prey, with foul-smelling saliva oozing from the corners of Wuqing's mouth.

It was a girl, already dead, her breasts no longer rose and fell regularly, her pupils gradually dilated, her muscles slackened, and her lower body appeared incontinent to urinate.

Lin Duan silently judged in his heart that shortly after he stopped breathing, there was no rigor and corpse spots for the time being, which is the best time to judge the cause of death.

He pushed aside the crowd and stepped forward, a man in underwear grabbed him and asked vigilantly, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

Lin Duan turned his head back, his eyes were cold, like metal scraping against his cheek, the man let go of him suddenly, and took half a step back.

Zhu Shouwen took a step forward and patted the man on the shoulder: "Brother, he is a forensic doctor, my student."

"A forensic doctor? Why are you looking for a forensic doctor? He's not a policeman?!" The man was furious, but he didn't dare to touch Lin Duan. He blushed and pointed at the dead girl with disgust on his face: "What? Garbage, you dare to find it?!"

"He died after playing twice." The man said aggressively, "This is your student too, Zhu Shouwen, your student is quite dirty!"

Lin Duan was stunned, carefully observing the girl's eyebrows and eyes, she was indeed very young, probably an undergraduate student, with extremely strong makeup, except for a bra with unbuttoned buttons, she was completely naked.

The surface of the corpse was covered with red handprints, especially the waist and chest. There were wounds left by sharp instruments at the root of the left leg. Lin Duan roughly counted them, and there were more than 20 of them, less than a millimeter in diameter, as if left by needles. of.

While he was concentrating on observing the corpse, Zhu Shouwen and the man were still arguing, and the remaining two men were smoking at the door, blocking the door to prevent people from entering, and the two women tried to persuade them: "Zhou Qinqin is dead, why are you arguing any more?" Use! Oh, stop making noise!"

Zhu Shouwen snorted heavily, shook his clothes, pointed to Lin Duan and said, "He is a forensic doctor, let him see Zhou Qinqin clearly, otherwise how can you fake the scene? I advise you to dismember the corpse and cook it."

Lin Duan squatted down calmly, without basic protective measures. His professionalism told him that he should not touch the girl's body lightly. He doesn't even have a probe in his hand now, and the autopsy is still at the level of distant observation. .

"Professor, do you have rubber gloves?" Lin Duan asked back.

Standing under the blood-red light, Zhu Shouwen's eyes were so gloomy that he couldn't see clearly. He stared at Lin Duan like a ferocious vulture, and ordered in a low voice: "No gloves, just look at it, this corpse can't be left behind." .”

Lin Duan was silent for a moment, sighed softly, and brushed off the broken hair on the girl's forehead with his bare hands. His fingertips were stained with blood. He found a contusion on the scalp, a border-like contusion, and a depression in the pterary area of ​​the temporal bone, which should be a skull fracture. , which is probably the cause of death.

He was hit in the temple and died ten times.

If Zhu Shouwen and the others destroyed the body, it would be difficult to avenge the girl. Lin Duan leaned forward slightly, pointing the pinhole camera in the button at her to record the girl's face.

The hair strands are flaking, and the scalp has pulled marks.Lin Duan glanced at the hammer thrown in the corner. There was blood on the surface of the hammer, and he said softly but firmly: "You pulled her hair, and when she was struggling, hit her temple with this hammer, and she died. "

The room fell into an eerie silence, and the chattering man fell silent. After a while, he cursed and said, "Bitch, she should die!"

No one is born to die, Lin Duan turned his head and looked at him with eyes like torches.

The man seemed to be pointed at the gun, and he couldn't help taking half a step back. Under Lin Duan's gaze, he became angry with embarrassment: "Don't fucking look at me, look at her!" He pointed at the dead Zhou Qinqin.

Lin Duan held Zhou Qinqin's wrist, held her waist with the other hand, turned her over, and immediately lowered his head. He found a large dark yellow area on Zhou Qinqin's waist and back, which contrasted greatly with the white skin color. It was an ulcer. It's already pus.

Lin Duan's complexion changed slightly, he quickly retracted his hands, and no longer touched the corpse, as if it was a terrible zombie in the last days, he clenched his teeth and said, "Professor, you did it on purpose."

In an instant, the experience of the senior brother came to mind.

During the autopsy, due to improper operation and insufficient protection, the brother was infected with the HIV virus that has not been inactivated on the corpse. Lin Duan even went to his funeral.

"I need an AIDS rapid test kit and a full set of protective clothing, otherwise her body can only be placed here." Lin Duan suddenly got up, and looked back at the panic-stricken people: "I see which of you dare to touch it."

"Damn it, Zhu Shouwen, the person you sent, I'll fuck|your mother!" The man who learned the truth was furious, and the others stopped stopping him. Zhu Shouwen was punched to the side, and he Stamping her feet: "Don't tell me, isn't this still confirmed!"

Lin Duan spread his hands flat, palms facing upwards. His ten fingers were stained with Zhou Qinqin's blood. The newly dead body was exposed to the air, and the HIV virus in his body could last for more than ten hours. At least for now, it has not been inactivated. .

"What should we do now?" A woman asked sharply. Zhu Shouwen wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, and persuaded, "Well, Lin Duan, you took Zhou Qinqin to deal with it. You are a forensic doctor, so you know what to do." How to deal with it."

"Which one of you slept with her?!" Zhu Shouwen turned around and asked the man, "It's a good thing the fuck hasn't started yet." The man with a fat waist and round arms spat hard.

"I'm going to buy tools, Lin Duan stays behind, you guys leave quickly."

At the time of life and death, those few people couldn't care less about blaming Zhu Shouwen who brought Zhou Qinqin, and they all panicked. They followed Zhu Shouwen's orders and crawled away from this room where obscenity and death coexist.

Lin Duan squinted at Zhu Shouwen, who was pretending to be calm, and turned around to continue to observe Zhou Qinqin's condition. The body gradually cooled down, rigor rigor began, and spots accumulated on the body.

"You stay here." Zhu Shouwen hurriedly left a sentence, closed the door and left from the outside.

Lin Duan rushed to the door, grabbed the door handle, and couldn't turn it at all. Zhu Shouwen locked the door.With his heart beating wildly, he tried to maintain his composure and looked around quickly.

No, this room is a secret room at all, without windows, only one door was locked from the outside.What exactly does Zhu Shouwen want to do?Will he really go and bring the tools back?

Lin Duan took out his mobile phone, but there was no signal.

In order to prevent the leak of secrets, the deepest part of this high-end club is filled with signal jammers.Lin Duan leaned his back against the wall, the blood-red light reflected on his pale cheeks, he closed his eyes, raised his head and sighed.

Not long after, the burning smell poured into the nostrils, loud and noisy shouts came from outside the door, and the chaotic and chaotic footsteps, accompanied by the screams of "fire", threw the entire clubhouse into the burning hell under the abyss.

on fire!

Lin Duan's eyes widened suddenly, the fire spread and expanded, the sea of ​​flames surged, engulfing the reinforced concrete building into the roaring flames, the wallpaper ignited and made a desolate sound, the steel bars collapsed, the picture frame on the wall fell off, and the high temperature aggravated the carbonization of Zhou Qinqin's body.

How long it took, Lin Duan didn't even have time to think about it, the orange-red flames burned down the door, black smoke billowed, he coughed non-stop, and incompletely burned carbon monoxide poured into his lungs, poisoning his blood and mind.

Zhu Shouwen wanted to burn him here and Zhou Qinqin's body!

This girl's attack was ruthless enough, Lin Duan hadn't stepped out before, and the burning wooden frame fell down on the head, Lin Duan withdrew his feet suddenly, the flames in front of him were blazing, completely blocking the way.

The fire became more and more fierce, like countless greedy evil spirits, surrounded him, there was no way to escape, and there was no way to retreat.

Lin Duan suddenly lost his mind. The high temperature and lack of oxygen tore apart his clear mind. He raised his head and looked around in a daze. There was a sea of ​​fire, and the sky and the earth became a huge fireball with strange laughter, approaching him infinitely.

Unexpectedly, the last time I met Duan Jingsheng, hugged, and talked to him, it would be a farewell, and the WeChat voice message left to him was probably also a last word.

Lin Duan felt calm for no reason. Standing in the middle of the sea of ​​flames, he didn't even have any fear. He just thought it was ridiculous. His only regret was probably that Duan Jingsheng couldn't remember him.

Before it started, it was forced to settle down.

Lin Duan closed his eyes, grabbed his wrist with a hot hand, and pushed it outward, and the sound of the fire truck's siren pierced his eardrums.

Duan Jingsheng covered him with a soaked shawl, carried Lin Duan, whose limbs were limp, onto his shoulders, raised his foot and kicked away a burning wooden frame blocking the way, and turned around nimbly to escape before a more terrifying collapse occurred on the top of his head. Tongues of fire devoured.

The raging fire is like a beast that has never stopped since ancient times, spreading its fiery red wings to the sky and covering the clouds and the moon, with the ferocity and cruelty that devours all things, constantly crushing the small and powerless human beings.

Duan Jingsheng ran out of the corridor and found the nearest window. The window frame had been burned and deformed. The fireman waved his arms: "Here!"

The water dragon was pouring, and the hissing sound of water and fire gnawing at each other came from the ears, which seemed extremely untimely lingering.

Lin Duan grabbed Duan Jingsheng's shoulder, and before the other party threw himself out of the ring of fire, he shouted: "Brother Jing, let's go together!"

"Get out." One word, concise and to the point, is Duan Jingsheng's style.Lin Duan was stunned, and suddenly let go of him. Duan Jingsheng held him firmly with both hands, and threw him firmly into the rescue crowd.

The sound of the wind scraped his cheeks, Lin Duan's eyes widened and his pupils contracted. He looked at Duan Jingsheng. For a moment, Duan Jingsheng was like a god who lived in memory and came from the depths of the light.

He is always omnipotent, with a pair of strong arms, he lifted the young Lin Duan from the abyss of loneliness and despair, he returned hope to him, and brought him too much unspeakable loss.

Duan Jingsheng jumped forward, using the fire ladder in mid-air to slow down his fall, kicked off his feet, and landed steadily, even better than an Olympic diver with a perfect score.

Lin Duan smiled through his tears, pushed away the ambulanceman who was checking his injuries, rushed back to Duan Jingsheng, and hugged him tightly.

Duan Jingsheng patted the back of his head, and Lin Duan wiped away the disappointing tears on his shoulder.

The warm and hot lips moved down from the forehead, turning into a deep kiss without any grievances.

It's not that someone fell in love with someone quietly, it's just a narrow escape, and it's hard to calm down.

The author has something to say: Old paragraph: really fragrant

Erlin:……

Director [returning the script]: Hey hey hey hey