Dreamland Guide

Modern medical technology has been able to achieve the transplantation of most human organs, so organ trafficking on the black market has been repeatedly banned, but even ignorant people know that it is impossible to transplant human brains. At present, there is no theoretical possibility. exist.

　　 What is this guy doing with people’s brains? It should be understood that the operation of taking the brain is much more complicated than stealing the kidney, unless he has any special hobbies.

　　 "What special hobby?" Hu Xing asked curiously.

　　 "For example, he likes tofu nao, but he doesn't think it is selling well." Aoki said casually.

　　 Hu Xing remembered that he had just eaten tofu nao in the morning, a puff of sour water appeared in his throat, and he almost didn't vomit it out.

　　 Shi Dazhuang said: "Okay, Aoki-sensei, don't be kidding. Do you have any good ideas, hurry up."

　　 "How long has the trial been?" Aoki asked, looking at Shi Dazhuang's dark circles.

　　 Shi Dazhuang hesitated: "It's been a dozen, twenty or thirty hours."

　　 Aoki understood clearly, and jokingly said: "Is it a time to be sentenced?".

　　 Shi Dazhuang was taken aback: "Brother, you can't talk nonsense, we have discipline, who dares to be sentenced! Besides, we also look at different people in handling cases and pay attention to humanity, isn't it, Xiao Hu?"

　　 Hu Xing knowingly said: "That's right, this person is a surgeon, and he often stands on the operating table for a day. This time is not considered a fatigue interrogation."

　　 Aoki almost wanted to laugh, shook his head and said, "I'll go take a look."

　　 Shi Dazhuang said: "Okay, I will accompany you."

　　 Aoki asked nonchalantly, "Is there an air conditioner in there?"

　　 Then he said to Hu Xing: "Officer Hu, watch my gestures for a while and turn the temperature of the air conditioner inside to the lowest. Also, help me prepare an ice pack."

　　 "Ice bag?" Hu Xing was inexplicable, but his mind turned quickly, "Can popsicles work?"

　　 "Just leave it alone."

　　 Hu Xing frowned and pouted, guessing Aoki's intentions. She always felt that the "expert" introduced by Professor Mei was not very reliable.

　　 "Isn't he a real liar?"

　　...

　　 Zhao Pengcheng sat on the cold interrogation chair and heard the sound of the iron door opening.

　　 is going to change shift again?

　　 This kind of uninterrupted interrogation really makes him uncomfortable. If it weren't for the skills that he developed on the operating table, he would really not be able to hold on.

　　 He heard the rattle of leather shoes stepping on the ground, and the sound of kicking.

　　趿 Pull the board?

　　 Zhao Pengcheng tried his best to lift his tired eyelids and saw the criminal investigation captain, who had interrogated him three times, walk in with a guy in a trench coat.

　　 Because of the backlight, he couldn't see the man's face, but the man was indeed...worn in a pair of slippers.

　　 When has the discipline of the police station become so lax?

　　 Still want to use this kind of routine to get my attention so that I can speak?

　　 Zhao Pengcheng seemed to have seen the police's intentions all at once, lowered his eyelids with a sneer, and stopped looking at them.

　　 Shi Dazhuang motioned to the police officer who was being interrogated to leave, then pulled the chair away, deliberately making a lot of movement, and sat down, about to turn the light facing the suspect to the fullest, but Aoki stopped it.

　　 Aoki said, "Turn off the light."

　　 "What?" Shi Dazhuang thought he had heard it wrong.

　　 Aoki said again: "Turn off the lights."

　　 Shi Dazhuang had to follow suit.

　　 The light went out, and the light in the interrogation room suddenly dimmed. This made Zhao Pengcheng a little uncomfortable with his face constantly illuminated by the bright light, but his body was relieved a lot.

　　 There was a burst of tiredness, and he was sleepy. But he was still straining his nerves, wondering how the other party would wake him up and prevent him from sleeping.

　　 knock on the table? Speaking loudly? Or use a more powerful lamp to shine on me?

　　 He waited quietly, and then he heard the sound of pulling the board.

　　 tap, tap,

　　 The voice reached in front of him and began to circle him.

　　 tap, tap,

　　 circle after circle.

that's all? Want to drag me down like this?

　　, my eyelids are so heavy, I really want to sleep! Do you have any tricks to do it quickly? If I don't do it, I will really fall asleep!

　　 Zhao Pengcheng smiled secretly, this man is just a mallet.

　　 will never be a wizard, come to hypnotize me, right?

　　 Hmm, hypnosis?

　　 There was a trace of clarity in Zhao Pengcheng's heart, and fear came to him spontaneously.

　　, I can’t sleep!

　　 He wanted to open his eyes. But why are the eyelids so heavy?

　　 tap, tap,

　　Why is this **** voice still ringing?

　　 tap, tap,

　　 The world fell into nothingness.

　　 tap, tap,

　　...

　　 Aoki walked around Zhao Pengcheng a few times, and then made a gesture to the direction of the monitor and the mirror.

　　 There was a cool breeze from the air conditioner on the roof, echoing in the small space, and the indoor temperature dropped suddenly, quite chilling.

　　 After a while, Hu Xing pushed in and put a box of ice cream on the interrogation table.

　　 Aoki opened it and saw that the lovely female police officer actually bought one of each taste, a whole box, no two are the same.

　　 He smiled and picked a mung bean, and then pushed the ice cream box to Shi Dazhuang, motioning him to pick one he likes.

　　 really eat it!

　　 Hu Xing in the monitoring room widened his eyes, watching the two big men gulping ice cream in the dim interrogation room, while the interrogated object fell asleep on the chair.

　　 This is too unreal! Is this the story that happened in the criminal police squad?

　　 Shi Dazhuang is also puzzled.

　　 He is willing to believe in Aoki, and he also believes that the famous Professor Mei will not send him a liar, but eating ice cream in the interrogation room is really hard to swallow.

　　 "Shh!" Aoki gestured to stop Shi Dazhuang who wanted to speak, and motioned for him to wait.

　　 Just as Shi Dazhuang was waiting impatiently, Aoki stood up, walked slowly to the sleeping Zhao Pengcheng, and looked down at his face.

　　 Due to the dim light, Hu Xing outside could not see clearly through the glass, but instinct told her that there must be some details that should not be missed. She hurried to watch the surveillance video and zoomed in until only the suspect's face remained on the computer screen.

　　 She saw Zhao Pengcheng's eyes were closed, but his eyes were moving fast.

　　 Aoki seemed to be confirming something, and then went back and took a popsicle again. Without tearing the package, he went to the back of the interrogation chair and stuffed the popsicle onto Zhao Pengcheng's back waist.

　　...

　　 Zhao Pengcheng woke up. He was awake from freezing.

　　 It's so cold around! Especially the waist and back, it's like lying on an iceberg.

　　 He opened his eyes dazedly and found himself lying naked in the bathtub.

　　 There are ice cubes floating in the water in the bathtub, and it's freezing cold.

　　 He was taken aback, and immediately went to touch the soap box next to him.

　　 He didn't know why he did it. UU reading www.uukanshu.com seemed to have arranged a script.

　　 There is a cell phone in the soap box.

　　 He turned to look at the bathroom mirror.

　　 A line of words written in lipstick on the mirror:

　　 Your kidney will be lost sooner or later, it is better to give it to a more useful person. Call 120. It's best not to stand up until the doctor comes.

　　 Fear occupied his body more thoroughly than cold.

　　 He reached into the cold water with trembling hands, and touched his back along his hips.

　　 At his left back waist, he felt a bulge about twenty centimeters. Based on the doctor's instinct, he knew that this was a stab scar, which was simply stitched up.

　　 Someone took his kidney!

　　 He picked up the phone and pressed 110. After thinking about it, I felt wrong, and pressed 120 again. After thinking about it again, I still feel wrong.

　　 He didn't know why it was not appropriate to call 110 and 120. Anyway, he felt that he couldn't call, so he took the phone and started to stay in a daze.

　　 At this time, he saw the bathroom door opened and a strange person walked in.

　　 The man clearly had facial features, but he wore a henhouse head, a dark gray old windbreaker, and a pair of outdated bell-bottom trousers. The trouser legs underneath were cut short and torn apart. With his hands in his trouser pockets, his back slightly humped, he walked lazily, as if he had just woke up. The pull board on the foot makes a "tap and kick" sound, like a hypnotic magic flute.

　　 "呱呱..."

　　 Zhao Pengcheng heard a crow flying by outside the bathroom window, then flew back with a "croak" and stopped on the window sill.

　　 He knows that crows are carrion animals and can smell the smell of dead people. This is also the reason why folk rumors about crows are unknown.

　　 "Am I dying?" he thought.

　　 "You won't die, you just lost your kidney." said the strange man at the door.