Human dimension reduction

"Do you know what you're talking about... no, why do you say that?"

The atmosphere in the tent was a bit tense, Qiao Zhou still sat still, his eyes wandered from the faces of the two of them without any waves: "Because when I was talking with Stadler, I found that he not only talked to himself There is a high sense of identity as a doctor and a strong sense of collective honor.”

"Do irrational creatures care about their careers and protect invisible things like honor?"

These words were light and fluffy, but they made the two military doctors retreat slightly tactically.

"They are rational creatures. To some extent, they have the same behavioral logic as humans. Of course, they also have an overly strong bloodthirsty desire. It's just that in their non-combat state, they can negotiate with them through language and other methods, mislead or persuasion, in order to achieve the purpose of self-protection."

"It's much easier than facing wild animals and waves, at least you can save your own life through your own strength."

"If you ask me...they are no different from humans—if not to mention their instinct to hunt humans."

There was a 2 minute silence in the tent.

"So...you didn't have a direct confrontation with them?" The female doctor didn't know what to ask for a while, so she had to change the previous question hastily.

Qiao Zhou nodded calmly: "Look at me, I'm weak and timid. How dare I fight with them? Of course, I hide when I can. If I can't, I admit it and follow their behavioral logic. Save your life, for example, if you are a patient in the wrong ward or something, beg for mercy in time. If you don’t provoke them, they won’t get violent when they see someone.”

The weak and timid Qiao Zhou is extremely sincere from his eyes to his expression, using his life to explain what it means to be weak, pitiful and helpless.

"If a few people hadn't angered a monster doctor in the end and made him start to slaughter indiscriminately, I wouldn't be hiding in the consulting room holding a vase and wanting to smash it at everyone."

After putting the final patch on his behavior, Qiao Zhou lowered his eyes and continued to put on the frailty of a frail artist.

In the end, the female doctor moved her dry throat, forcibly collected her messy thoughts, squeezed out a smile, and nodded to him: "Thank you for sharing. If you have anything to add in the future, you can come to me at any time."

Qiao Zhou nodded in good agreement, stood up, and when he was about to turn around, the man who had been silent all this time suddenly asked, "There is a monster named Mr. Lorraine in the poorhouse. Have you ever met it?"

Qiao Zhou adjusted his glasses, and turned his head without a trace of abnormality: "I have never heard of this name. The first doctor I met called himself Stadler, the second was a nurse named Joan, and I heard that three There's a head nurse upstairs named Marianne, and those names sound familiar, but I don't know the rest."

He added something meaningful, nodded to the two of them again, lifted the curtain and walked out.

Staring at the slightly shaking curtain, the two people in the tent involuntarily exhaled. The short-haired female doctor pressed the tip of the ballpoint pen, opened the notebook in front of her, and took a look: "As expected of a genius who became famous at a young age, even in such a To be so calm in the environment, to analyze that kind of thing clearly and logically, is remarkable, really remarkable."

The man on the side didn't speak, and was still thinking about Qiao Zhou's speech just now.

"If his speculation is true..." A chill ran from his tailbone all the way to his skull, "That's really... so scary..."

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The Third Hospital was soon completely sealed off for investigation. The heavily armed special police and researchers occupied the entire building in groups. They almost dug three feet to study every corner of the building. The dead were covered with a white cloth and carried out. Building, and a more special corpse was sent to a specially opened operating room.

A group of people ran past in the white and clear corridor. The leading woman unbuttoned her white coat while running. Through the French windows on the entire wall of the operating room, she glanced at the operating table inside, and her expression changed. one time.

The original purpose of this room was to visit the exhibition, so the glass was opened against the wall of the corridor. She changed into the surgical gown in the small room next door, and walked in with both hands raised. The assistant at the operating table had been waiting for a long time. And the outside of the glass was already crowded, and all the officers standing there watching were officers carrying stars.

"teacher……"

She approached the operating table, and the assistant standing there probably smiled at her under the mask, but the smile was not very successful, at least judging from the direction of the muscles around the eyes, he didn't mean to be happy at all.

Also, no one who saw this dead body could laugh from the bottom of their hearts. Anyone who could do that was either visually impaired or psychopathic.

Even the old generals who have experienced wars and seen bloody scenes outside can't help showing a little strangeness.

There was a tattered pale corpse on an iron flat bed. Judging from the appearance of the body, it should be a middle-aged male who was over forty years old and often sat in an office. The reason why he was lying here was easy to judge, because the The head that should have been placed on the neck for comfort was placed in another place. It was obvious that no one could survive without a head.

But how should I put it... His direct cause of death is not that simple.

The reason why he is said to be tattered is that apart from the separation of the corpse, it is also because of the sieve-like blood hole on the corpse's torso.

"120 three wounds, 48 ​​of which were fatal, penetrated the heart, two lungs and other major organs respectively. The murder weapon was a double-edged sharp instrument with a width of 2.5 cm and a thickness of 1.8 cm in the center. The edges of the wound were smooth and smooth. Very sharp, like a European rapier."

The coroner inspected the wounds of the corpse and reported in a low voice. The assistant couldn't help being speechless while recording: "It's like stabbing people into a sieve."

"The most incredible thing is that the person who was stabbed like this is not dead, and even performed a period of vigorous exercise bravely."

A voice blared from a loudspeaker inside, and among the silent bystanders outside, a younger officer held down the microphone and spoke to the coroner.

"It's impossible! According to his injuries, he doesn't even have the strength to sit up and ask for help. The heavy bleeding will put him in a state of shock before the murderer finishes his rampage." The coroner categorically denied this absurd fact.

"It's true, we found more than 5 milliliters of blood at the scene—yes, far more than the amount of blood in an adult's body, but after identification, all of this blood belongs to the person in front of you, and the murderer did not There was no trace left, and judging by the traces of the blood, he was jumping up and down for at least [-] minutes while bleeding profusely."

This fact made the coroner feel a little suffocated, and the legs of the young assistant with the notebook and pen began to tremble.

The coroner didn't want to listen to these unreasonable things anymore. He lowered his head and concentrated on his work, but the more he dissected, the more cold sweat on her forehead became. The assistant on the side didn't write anything for a long time. He looked at the The expression of the corpse was like seeing a ghost.

It's not that he hasn't seen a tragic corpse before. Although he still feels physically uncomfortable every time he sees it, the deceased's great mood and professionalism allow him to always control his emotions.

But to be honest, if the teacher wasn't by his side today, and there were so many people standing outside, he would definitely drop his things and run wildly.

The man lying on the dissecting table... shouldn't be called a man at all!

The organs in his body grow together in a mess, and the blood vessels cut by a sharp weapon are perfunctorily and casually connected to the companions around him, like a mess of wires, and the punctured heart proliferates bulging fascia indiscriminately, like a rough patch Generally, he healed the wound in a clumsy and rough way, forcing the severely injured organs to pump blood out, and the cut lung simply grabbed the muscle on one side and stuck it to the wound, distorting the abdominal cavity into an appearance beyond human imagination.

Any medical student who sees this dissection scene will stand on the spot, then start to doubt all the knowledge he has learned, and then go crazy in place.

...even Frankenstein's hairs would stand on end at the sight of this.

Because the physical condition of this corpse is completely like the graffiti lines drawn by a child, splicing the organs and blood vessels together at will, and the thing that can drive this kind of body action can only be a monster.

No wonder he was able to move alive after suffering so many fatal injuries. This corpse is completely healed while being injured, because the frequency of injuries is too high and the healing is too fast, so it is better to simply patch up the wounds in one go, but this method It turned out to be a success.

"If it's such a mess... Even if he squirts tens of thousands of milliliters of blood, it's not impossible. Healing while being injured is like a swimming pool that opens the gate and fills the water. It's something normal people can't do. .”

murmured the coroner.

She put down the scalpel, turned around and announced to the people outside the window: "This is an undoubted monster. Maybe he was once a human being, but he has undoubtedly embarked on the path of alienation."

The people outside the glass window looked at each other for a moment, and someone pressed the call button after deliberation: "This alienation... I mean, does it have any characteristics?"

The coroner looked back at the bloody corpse: "There are no signs of any appearance, and according to my speculation, if it weren't for the need for short-term high-intensity injuries to stimulate healing, there might not be any abnormalities in the body."

"You mean, there is no way to distinguish?" The person outside the glass window gasped.

The coroner was silent for a while, and could only nod: "From my current observations, yes."

The faces of the people outside the window changed immediately.

Except for those who were obviously hunted and killed by monsters, the dead in the building all looked peaceful and had no physical injuries, as if they had passed away in their sleep. Therefore, the sharp weapon they found on the fifth floor The murdered corpse is particularly special.

They sent him for autopsy just to get more relevant clues, how could they know such a horrible fact by accident.

The dead man had obviously been possessed by a monster, so he had been alienated. The one who could kill him could only be a more powerful monster. A name repeatedly mentioned by the survivors quickly popped into their minds.

Mr Lorraine.

But the infighting between the monsters is not their concern now, because they all realized a more important thing -

There are two types of survivors, one is consciously rescued by the special police from the hospital, the other is in a coma and loses self-awareness, and among these two types of people, there are as many as 420 people in the latter , accounting for nearly 90.00%.

According to the more than 30 survivors who were conscious, some of those who fell into a deep coma had been possessed by monsters.

Perhaps they can make an inference from this, is it true that the four people in 420 have been possessed by monsters, and their coma for no reason is the sequelae caused by the monster's escape from the black hole?

If this is the case, how can we tell whether those monsters followed them to the real world?

Is it necessary to cut a knife one by one to see if they heal quickly?