The male patient lying on the bed should be an internal member of the Ningchuan branch. Based on his "fuzzy facial features" preliminary judgment, he should be around 30 years old and about 1.75 meters tall. As for his figure... not good Judging, it can only be temporarily identified as medium to overweight.
The patient's skin tissue has undergone large-scale abnormal changes. Eighty percent of the skin on the body surface is in a state of severe peeling and the shriveled and cracked cuticle is exposed. Hundreds of shriveled cracks are intertwined with each other. Translucent yellow human tissue fluid continuously seeps out of it, exuding a strange smell.
Similar to the smell of human fat, a little greasy, mixed with a faint fishy smell.
The most frightening thing was some kind of mutation on his fingers.
There seemed to be some kind of foreign matter in the patient's body that was growing crazily, like the bamboo sticks used to make paper bars in a paper bar shop. They extended from the patient's body, like bamboo shoots that broke out of the ground after a spring rain, and then from the patient's fingers and nails. Drilled out of the gap, through the bloody hole, these bamboo sticks extended nearly three inches long... and they are still growing.
Standing beside the hospital bed, Chen Xian could clearly hear the rustling sound in the patient's body, as if something was crawling on the bones in his body, and was constantly tearing his muscles and skin... No, not just muscles and skin. The skin, the internal organs of the patient's body also seemed to be eaten by those things.
The night wind in Ningchuan is very strong, even if it is in a temporary tent, those icy cold winds will blow in through the gaps in the tent cloth from time to time.
When the night wind blows over the patient's body, Chen Xian can hear the empty sound coming from his body, and the black cracks all over the patient's body are like windows that are not closed tightly when the wind blows.
The wind will pour in mercilessly, and in an instant, it will forcefully squeeze out from the gaps in those skin tissues, making a piercing and frightening scream, which sounds like thousands of strange voices crying.
Lu Yisheng was right before saying that the patient had indeed turned into a "paper doll". His body was just an empty shell made of bamboo sticks. His internal organs and all internal tissues disappeared. The skin full of tissue fluid remained outside, and those gaps were like cracks in a paper shell... Even Chen Xian doubted whether this body would be ignited by an open flame like the real paper doll
"The patient lost his vital signs five minutes ago and he was the last deceased in this incident."
One of the staff members in a white coat said suddenly, and slowly took off his mask while speaking, revealing Song Jueming's scruffy face.
At this time, Song Jueming was even more decadent than what he had seen in the meeting room before. His unshaven face was full of extreme depression, and his voice became much hoarse.
"Can the target's attributes be confirmed?" Chen Xian glanced at him, then lowered his head, carefully observing the corpse lying on the hospital bed, "Is it caused by abnormal life or other reasons?"
"Based on the information obtained so far, it is temporarily impossible to determine what the target of this strange case is." Song Jueming walked to a corner and lit a cigarette for himself at a place far away from the corpse.
Under the flickering light of the fire, Song Jueming's uncertain expression made people a little scared, as if he was suppressing the anger in his heart, he was silent for nearly half a minute before speaking.
"He is the only one who escaped from the inside and still has some consciousness. He said that he saw many paper figures inside, and those paper figures would attack the living..." Song Jueming organized his words and described as carefully as possible, "As long as a living person who is attacked leaves a wound, even if there is no blood but only scratched skin, they will lose their ability to move inexplicably in the end, as if they have been poisoned by some kind of poison."
Poisoned
Chen Xian frowned, feeling that the case this time was much more complicated than he had imagined, and what troubled him the most was this case with unclear goals.
"After examination, there was no detectable toxin in his body, but... I found this thing in the chest cavity of the other deceased." Song Jueming said, beckoning to the staff beside him.
Soon, a staff member took out a petri dish-like glassware from a sealed safe, which contained a shriveled human heart.
That heart seemed to have turned into a bamboo root buried in the soil, with many milky white tentacles growing on it, and dozens of bamboo-shaped branches as thick as chopsticks.
The only place where nothing grew was the bottom of the heart, but that wasn't all there either.
There was a strange pattern, or totem, spell.
From the structural point of view, it was not a talisman in the traditional sense. At least Chen Xian couldn't figure out its origin, and even Lu Yisheng, a traveler, couldn't figure it out, because they had never seen such a thing.
"I suspect they have some kind of curse." Song Jueming smoked a cigarette, his tone was very dignified, "This kind of curse can not only kill the attached host, but also has a certain degree of contagious power."
"Contagion?" Chen Xian frowned and asked, "How is it contagious?"
Song Jueming smiled, raised his hands, and motioned for Chen Xian to see the gloves he was wearing.
"If you don't take any protective measures and directly touch the bamboo sticks extending from the patient's body, even if you don't cut the skin or leave any wounds on you, you will still be infected." Song Jueming said, eyes Li was a little scared, "Symptoms will appear within ten minutes after being infected, and the death time is about half an hour. Some of the first batch of investigators we arrived have already been recruited."
"Can it be cured?" Lu Yisheng couldn't help asking, as if frightened by this strange disease, his face was paler than the real paper figurine.
Song Jueming glanced at him and shook his head.
"Now we can't even alleviate the development speed of this symptom, let alone cure it?"
As soon as the words fell, Song Jueming took a deep breath of the cigarette, his bloodshot eyes were a little tired.
"As long as the patients lose their ability to move, they must not move their bodies. As long as they are under a little force, their bodies will crack, and the growth speed of those bamboo sticks will also increase in an instant..." Song Jueming said, saying to himself Shaking his head as if talking to himself, "They can't be saved, they can only wait to die."
Chen Xian thought for a while and asked, "The paper figurines they talked about haven't come out yet?"
"They didn't come out, they were all huddled in the housing area." Song Jueming sighed, "The armed section chief brought people in 20 minutes ago, and there is no news so far. We lost contact with them ten minutes ago. Now, it seems that the signal can be shielded here, so we don't know what's going on in the room now."
Tu Sen also went in
Chen Xian was a little surprised, because under normal circumstances, members of the Armed Forces Department would not participate in the handling of different cases at will, unless they were ordered by the highest authority to dispatch, otherwise... even if the sky fell, they would not come forward.
It's not that they are cold-blooded, it's just the regulations of the Bureau of Secrets. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the regulations on the Ministry of Armed Forces have never changed.
Could it be that this case has all gone to the capital headquarters
"You don't have to think about it, our rules have changed a long time ago." Song Jueming seemed to know what Chen Xian was thinking, and couldn't help laughing uglyly, "The armed members of the headquarters still follow the original rules and cannot be dispatched at will, but This is not the case for the members of the Armed Forces Section of the sub-bureau, they can be mobilized by Director Huo Da."
Hearing Song Jueming's words, Fatty Huo who was standing by the door coughed, nodded and said nothing.
At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the tent.
"Fatty Huo! Where are you?!"
As soon as he heard the voice, the expression on Fatty Huo's face changed instantly, and he pinched the cigarette butt in his hand in a hurry.
"Tucun is back, go and have a look!"
Facts have proved that the members of the Armed Section are indeed not ordinary people.
Eleven people went, and eleven people came back.
Although everyone looked exhausted and embarrassed, their lives were already enviable compared to those who died in the Investigation Section.
"Damn it! I almost fell!"
When Tu Sen saw Fatty Huo, the first thing he said was cursing, his sweaty face was filled with unconcealable fear, his voice was a little more excited than before, and even his tone became much higher, like a cursing The shrew: "That thing can't be dealt with now, don't go in and die, wait for me to report to the headquarters and ask for firepower..."
"Fire coverage? Your brain was kicked by a donkey?" Fatty Huo interrupted him, and his tone was a bit more serious, "This is an urban area, no matter how remote it is, it belongs to the urban area. It doesn't matter if it is in the deep mountains and old forests. You can request large-scale The fire coverage of the firepower is fine, but here... no!"
"You!" Tu Sen gritted his teeth and glared at Fatty Huo viciously, "Do you know how difficult those things are to deal with? Even the weapons made by our armed forces can't work against them! If we go in again, we will die! Or Said that you are going to let people block this place for the rest of your life?"
Fatty Huo didn't make a sound, just looked at him without saying a word.
Tu Sen gasped violently for a while, and his emotions seemed to gradually calm down, and he stopped yelling at Fatty Huo excitedly.
"I'm sorry... I lost my composure..." Tu Sen sighed, "I have worked in the Armed Forces for 30 years, and I have never met such a weird target. No weapon can work against them. The more you kill, the more you can kill them. Same… "
Chen Xian glanced at the special rifle carried by Tu Sen, and then at the weapon carried by the man standing next to him. He felt that this case was getting more and more troublesome.
"Fuck, that's an individual howitzer, right?" Lu Yisheng muttered softly, with a little surprise on his face, as if he didn't expect things to develop to this point, "Is it so exaggerated?"
His voice was so thin that even Chen Xian who was standing beside him could hear it a bit vaguely, but Tu Sen who was beside him heard it, and turned his head to look at him coldly.
"As for." Tu Sen said word by word, "Do you know how many abnormal lives there are?"
Lu Yisheng shook his head cautiously, saying he didn't know.
"As far as I can see, there are at least a thousand. I don't know how many are hidden deep in the housing area..." Tu Sen said, clenching the handle of the gun instinctively, as if recalling the scene of the previous battle, His expression was so gloomy that water could drip out.
"If those of you in the detection department want to go in and have a look, I advise you to write your suicide note well... Don't think I'm joking, you will find death when you go in, I don't want to collect your corpse."