The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

When Wang Luan and Qi Chensheng arrived at the Villette clinic, there were seven or eight more police officers standing guard under the plane tree outside the door.

The phone call did not make it clear who the newly discovered corpse belonged to. Wang Luan took the medical records of all the burn patients along the way, but after getting the death list with Qi Chensheng one by one, he found that those who stayed in Yunchuan except Apart from Lena and Ms. Zhao, there is only one Mr. Schneider left.

But what this Mr. Schneider does is nothing but the business of importing foreign cloth.Qi Chensheng also dealt with him a few times, just before leaving the house, he sent He Chengdong to make a phone call under the pretext, and learned that he was still in the office in the morning, alive and well, and nothing happened.

Then the corpse in the Villette clinic must not be him.

"Get out of the car, who died, just go and have a look." Qi Chensheng took the medical records from Wang Luan's hand, and helped him get out of the car.

Wang Luan looked up at the Villette Clinic in front of him. The sun was still shining on the delicate bronze medal. It seemed that everything was fine, but he didn't know how much blood was hidden under it.

After Zhang Fengliang heard that the two of them had arrived, he also hurried out of the clinic, but Wang Luan looked at him with unconcealable worry on his face: "Second Young Master Qi, you are here."

"Well," Qi Chensheng's attitude towards him was never warm, but he was still respectful anyway, and asked directly, "Where is the body and how did you find it?"

When Zhang Fengliang heard Qi Chensheng's question, the expression on his face was even more helpless. He sighed heavily and said, "The corpse is inside, and it was discovered by my nephew last night... Er Shao Qi, please go ahead and take a look." .”

When Wang Luan heard this, he immediately understood that the young police officer named Zhang Mao might have had an accident last night. Fortunately, Zhang Fengliang's face was only anxious but not sad, so his life should not be injured.

After all, Qi Chensheng was not optimistic about Zhang Mao. Hearing Zhang Fengliang's words, he wanted to sneer, but in the end, Wang Luan pulled his sleeves and decided to go to the clinic to see the corpse.

The first floor of the clinic should have been cleared in advance by Zhang Fengliang, and there was no policeman, he just walked in front and led the way.Although it was only a few days' work, the first floor, which Wang Luan felt neat and clean, seemed to lose popularity quickly, becoming empty and cold.

Zhang Fengliang was still leading the way in front of him, and the two passed through the living room outside and walked into the treatment room.

As soon as he entered the door, Wang Luan noticed Zhang Mao who was huddled in the corner. His face and hands were still stained with blood, and he was trembling in horror.

"Is it because you saw the corpse?" Wang Luan frowned slightly when he saw Zhang Mao's appearance.

"Oh, yes, it should be." Zhang Fengliang sighed again, and briefly explained the antecedents: "This child has a stubborn temper, and other people don't want to guard here, so he insisted on coming because he was worried."

"I just thought that it would be good to sharpen his tenacity, so I let him come, but who knew last night..."

"When he was discovered this morning, he looked like this."

After hearing this, Qi Chensheng didn't say anything, but took out the slender gentleman's stick from somewhere, and walked slowly to Zhang Mao.Following his footsteps and the knocking of the gentleman's stick on the ground, Zhang Mao, who was stupefied with fright, raised his head as if feeling something, and looked at Qi Chensheng in a daze.

Qi Chensheng also looked down at him, as if someone was silently counting: "One, two, three—"

In an instant, Qi Chensheng's cane hit Zhang Mao's shoulder, and almost at the same time, Zhang Mao rolled his eyes and fell straight to the ground.

"Okay, when people wake up, everything will be fine."

Qi Chensheng withdrew his cane, and didn't give any unnecessary instructions, but continued to walk forward with Wang Luan in his arms.

Over the years, Zhang Fengliang had already seen the abilities of the Qi family, so he believed in Qi Chensheng's words. He wiped his face heavily with joy and surprise, and hurriedly followed in the footsteps of those two.

In the corner of the treatment room near the window, a three-foot-square pothole collapsed out of thin air.The light from the window came in through the glass, and it just fell into the hole, barely able to see the appearance inside.

Wang Luan squatted down with Qi Chensheng, stood on the edge and looked into the pothole, but saw that there should be something like a mechanism here, which can open the passage extending underground.

"A demon has been here." Qi Chensheng picked up a few pieces of gravel from the inconspicuous edge of the pit, motioned Wang Luan to look at it, and saw that it was stained with a dark red color similar to blood: "But the things underground, But it wasn't cultivated by the power of holding a demon."

Wang Luan looked down again, but unfortunately the passage was too deep, and he couldn't see where it went.

At this time Zhang Fengliang also came over and explained to them: "Early this morning, the people who came to change shifts didn't see Zhang Mao. When they came in to look for him, they found this hole."

"A few of them were brave enough to go down and explore, and found Zhang Mao and the corpse inside."

Listening to what Zhang Fengliang said, after all, it is better to go down and see for yourself.

Qi Chensheng didn't hesitate, and after asking for a flashlight, he jumped down first.After confirming his safety, he reached out and hugged Wang Luan down.

In fact, the passageway was fairly neatly built. Except for the difficulty at the entrance due to the subsidence, the rest of the road was much smoother, and there were electric lights with strings on the top.

After walking about [-] to [-] steps, Wang Luan saw the iron door halfway down by the light of the flashlight. After entering through the door, it was a spacious room.

At this time, Qi Chensheng took Wang Luan's hand, and was not in a hurry to enter, but tapped lightly on the wall three times with his cane.

As the walking stick stopped, the dim yellow light suddenly turned on, but within three to five seconds, there was a piercing sound of electric current. Chad went out, then turned on again, and turned off again. After repeating this seven or eight times, the light was considered stable up.

In this way, Wang Luan was able to see the whole picture of the room clearly.To be precise, this should be an operating room.The corpse that Zhang Fengliang and the others were talking about hung high above the operating table in the middle, and although there was no wind, it was always slightly, as if a hand was pulling it vigorously.

No wonder Zhang Mao was so frightened. Wang Luan held his breath subconsciously, and saw that the corpse was hoisted high by the iron hook passing through the chest, and was covered with a very light and thin layer from the shoulders down. The white gauze, only revealing the flayed, blood-red head like a blood gourd.

The white tulle fluttered with the swing of the corpse, exposing the blood-red muscles of the legs and feet from time to time. Although it had not been uncovered, one could guess the tragic situation under the white gauze.

Qi Chensheng and Wang Luan looked at each other, then gave him the flashlight, walked to the operating table in a few steps, and picked up the iron hook with the gentleman's stick in his hand.

The moment the iron hook hanging the corpse was touched by the gentleman's staff, it collapsed into dust, and the corpse wrapped in white gauze fell down suddenly, and fell heavily on the operating table, as if it let out a strange howl of pain .

Wang Luan was actually startled by that voice, but fortunately Qi Chensheng pulled him to his side in time, and without hesitation moved from his gray eyes, revealing starlight interspersed with bows, reflecting in front of the two of them.

But after that sound, the body remained silent.

Qi Chensheng frowned tightly, as if he was tired of this trick of pretending to be a ghost, he tapped his cane heavily, and the starlight in front of him fell to his feet, and he walked slowly forward with his steps.

The brightest one among them turned into a high-spirited goshawk again, spreading its wings as long as the arms of an adult, wrapped in an unknown wind, roaring and knocking the corpse to the ground, and the thin white gauze was also covered by it. The eagle claws were torn to pieces.

Wang Luan's gaze subconsciously followed the goshawk, but he didn't expect that the fierce and ferocious bird of prey would land on Qi Chensheng's shoulder instead of flying back to Qi Chensheng's walking stick.

He could feel that the sharp eagle claws could pierce through his flesh with just a little force, but the eagle seemed to be extremely restrained and careful, just like Qi Chensheng's fierce and gentle appearance.

"This is rare," Qi Chensheng's voice came from the side of the corpse, looking at the goshawk on Wang Luan's shoulder, with a bit of disdain: "Come here, that's not a place for you to stay."

But the goshawk pretended not to hear, still stood on Wang Luan's shoulder, even pecked a long feather from its wing, and held it in front of Wang Luan.

Wang Luan looked at Goshawk's actions with some surprise, and turned his head to look at Qi Chensheng with questioning eyes, but Qi Chensheng's eyes dimmed, and he stopped fighting with himself to hold the demon.

His hand touched the ground, the body whose skin had been stripped off, and said in a deep voice, "He still has residual warmth."