Chapter 1 The First Anatomy(7)
“Drag it out of here, the air here is not good.” Steven said as he hauled a mobile-corpse bed. Two forensic doctors wore gloves and lifted the body to the mobile-corpse bed. As I watched, I sighed with emotion that once a man loses his breath, as if the demon creates an object without any animation.
They pushed the mobile-corpse bed to the corridor in the back of cremation room, I thought, which was the “outdoor prosectorium”. Actually, outdoor-anatomy is very unscientific, but because of the limit of the conditions, now after more than a decade, many places still only adopt outdoor-anatomy way.
I followed them dully, but an overwhelm feeling of panic was up inside of me. Is this Rupert the one I know?
Steven started his work while the mobile-corpse bed arrived. He pulled the zipper of the body bag down slowly and meticulously with a serious expression. During the eighteen years, I expected heaps of times that I could come personally to the crime scene, to uphold justice like my father. But the first lesson was so fierce and relentless to me.