A few steps closer, the three bodies that had slipped out of the morgue were now completely exposed. The lower half of the bodies were covered with white cloth, and only the slight rise and fall of the bodies and the raised toes could be seen, which was not unusual. But the tragic state of the upper half was somewhat beyond human endurance.
From the not-so-intact facial condition and hairstyle features, it can be seen that these are three bodies of different ages.
Teenagers, middle-aged people, and old people, all are men.
Their faces were painted with red paint like clown makeup, and a bright red arc was drawn on their lips, like a weird smile that was hard to describe. Their facial organs were not complete, the teenagers were missing eyes, the middle-aged people had their noses removed, and there was a hole in the old man's head, as if you could see the gray matter and brain matter inside through the hole.
Not to mention the body, the limbs were twisted and arranged into various weird shapes, as if they were toys made of building blocks. Some people were missing a hand, while others had an extra hand on their bodies - because there was no clothing to cover it, it was clearly visible that the palm grew from under the arm, completely natural, as if there should be people in this world born with three hands.
The chest area was even more muddy and messy. It was almost completely cut open, and under the bloody skin cracks, one could see various dark red organs, messily stuffed under the slightly bulging skin.
This scene was so clear and detailed that even though Ajin didn't have much fear left, he still subconsciously felt nauseous.
When were these bodies born? Why are they so—
A very inappropriate adjective popped up in Ajin's mind.
Fresh.
As if they had been killed not long ago.
Before Ajin could think further, she saw Yuan Yuxue suddenly reach out and lift the white cloth a little lower.
The exposed part was also bloody and he seemed to want to touch it.
Ajin subconsciously resisted the thought of the young man's beautiful fingers being stained by the smelly blood.
"Don't..." She took a step forward and suggested anxiously, "Put a tissue over it, don't let it get dirty, it's dirty."
"Hmm?" Yuan Yuxue turned around and looked at her, "It won't get stained."
He peeled open the chest with his hands and observed the internal organs. He felt something was strange, but he couldn't find the source of the strangeness yet. He just withdrew his hands, his fingertips still as white as jade. Yuan Yuxue explained softly, "It's a model."
Ajin was surprised.
Yuan Yuxue has seen many dead people.
So many that from the first moment he saw these "corpses", he was able to determine that these were just simulated models without relying on data scans.
These models are not crude at all, and they are enough to deceive people visually.
The model is almost one-to-one in proportion, and the texture is extremely realistic, just like real human bones and blood. In the dim light and the atmosphere, even Curly Hair mistook it for a corpse. However, when he got closer and didn't smell the blood, he realized that these were all dummies.
No wonder Yuan Yuxue said it couldn’t be considered a specimen.
Even if it was a real dead person, Curly Hair wouldn't be afraid, let alone a fake one. He looked at it for a while, then calmly reached into the open chests and stirred them, looking for the internal organs and intestines made of models, and finally he could only regretfully conclude that there was indeed nothing real in there.