Chapter 7 The Big-Eyed Boy (I)

“Doctor Quentin!”I turned around and a familiar face appeared in front of me.
Now I am pale and my eyes are bloodshot. I have always been known as bold, I didn’t expect to be frightened into this. It has been 20 minutes. My heart beats more than 120 and my legs are still weak. Are forensic policemen confronted with such an impossible and bizarre event?
 “Are you all right?” The woman opposite saw my abnormality and asked with concern.