Chapter 33 Slime-Like Killing Machine

As soon as Zi notified him, Fang Senyan immediately had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

Without saying a word, he rushed back to the basement used as the dissection site. From a distance, he could smell an indescribable bloody odor in the air. Fang Senyan initially thought it was a normal smell from dissecting the corpse, but when he opened the door, he was immediately stunned.

Mr. Smith, who had taken a private job for $100,000, lay dazedly on the ground, helplessly covering his neck with his hand. Fresh blood gurgled out of a neat wound, slowly accumulating and solidifying on the ground, forming large clumps of bright red ochre.

It was clear that Mr. Smith had not suffered too much pain before his death, but rather bewilderment and unwillingness. But no matter how unwilling he was, the shadow of death quickly enveloped his body, and life rapidly flowed out of him.

"What happened?"

Fang Senyan said in a deep voice, but before anyone could answer, he saw a very strange thing.

In Zi's hand, there was a transparent test tube. Inside the test tube, there was a small drop of something indescribably strange, slowly crawling.

The shape of this thing looked like a dewdrop, but it had a mercury-like texture. Its color was silvery-white, reflecting a faint incandescent light, giving it an indescribable futuristic sci-fi feel.

Logically speaking, this thing could not be categorized as a living thing, but it was indeed slowly蠕动 (蠕动: rú dòng, wriggling) inside the test tube without any external force, crawling slowly upwards like a snail. This was a manifestation of defying gravity.

"This is the murderer," Zi said, looking at the thing with a very strange look.

"When Mr. Smith opened Mr. Nicholas' chest, he was surprised to find that his heart, under normal circumstances, was already on the verge of being 'scrapped'. So, when he learned that Mr. Nicholas' cause of death was gas poisoning, he was very surprised, so he began to study Mr. Nicholas' heart."

Fang Senyan stared at the thing in the test tube and said softly:

"So, what was his conclusion?"

"He found a discarded pacemaker in the heart. In fact, Mr. Smith stubbornly believed that the pacemaker had exceeded its expiration date before it was implanted in Mr. Nicholas' body. The proof is the production date on the pacemaker's inscription. This thing is more than twenty years old, probably a bit older than San Zai,"

The black brother said, puffing on a cigar.

Fang Senyan said in a deep voice:

"A discarded pacemaker actually gave Mr. Nicholas a new lease on life. This sounds like a complete fantasy."

"In fact, Mr. Smith thought so too, so he began to study the mystery. After he took out the pacemaker, he cut open the outer membrane with a scalpel. I didn't see what happened next. The whole room seemed to flash, as if lightning struck the moment the pacemaker was cut open.

Mr. Smith was also stunned. He was stunned for a while, and after confirming that there were no other problems, he continued to cut. Then the tragedy happened."

The black brother sighed and said:

"I saw a splash coming out of the pacemaker suddenly... I don't know how to describe it, something with the texture of creamy mushroom soup, but it was like water condensing into ice, forming a silver knife in the air, and it stabbed fiercely into his throat!!!"

"Then the knife dissolved, turning into the droplet you see now, wriggling on the table, trying to escape like a snail. Zi covered it with a test tube. That's the cause, process, and result of the accident."

Fang Senyan looked again at the wriggling thing in the test tube, then looked at the dissected, blood-stained pacemaker, and said seriously:

"We have to do three things now."

"First, before the news of Mr. Smith's death spreads, hire another forensic doctor to examine Mr. Nicholas' body."

"Second, find an expert in pacemakers to see what's unusual about this thing."

"Third, while ensuring our own safety, ensure that this ferocious little thing in the test tube doesn't escape, so my suggestion is for Reef to take this tube."

Soon, Fang Senyan's request was fulfilled. Another forensic doctor came one after another to earn this extra money under the temptation of money. In a place called Imio Advanced Medical Equipment Company, a technical director named Tom received Fang Senyan. He took the pacemaker and said with some doubt:

"This is an old model produced a long time ago. I remember that the population suitable for it was quite limited at that time, mainly used for patients with severe coronary heart disease... Oh? What is this thing?"

Mr. Tom's fingers moved aside the cut plastic, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes:

"Look here, such dense coils, and this strange parallel structure, a closed cavity, really a very peculiar modification technique and idea."

Fang Senyan immediately asked with concern:

"You mean, it has been modified?"

Tom said affirmatively:

"Of course, I can guarantee it with forty years of experience in the industry, but I can't see any positive use for this modification other than adding extra weight."

Of course, Fang Senyan couldn't tell Tom that there was a strange drop-shaped silver-white...monster inside. Based on all the information he had, the most likely template for this thing was a slime. He thanked him politely, and said goodbye. At this time, news also came from the dissection side that no new valuable clues had been found.

So, up to now, Fang Senyan has not found any suspicious clues from that bag of clothes brought into prison.

That is to say, of the three clues obtained earlier, two have been cut off.

The only gain was the "slime" contained in the test tube.

And when Fang Senyan went back, another unfortunate news came. The "slime" in the test tube also stopped crawling and began to roll under the influence of gravity. It looked like it was dead, and it completely became something similar to a drop of mercury.

But at this moment, the phone rang.

Logically speaking, contractors usually do not use local communication tools in the world. Even satellites are often controlled by contractors, and monitoring phone calls is even easier. However, the phone configured by Fang Senyan was not used between teams, but to contact the workshop director Mr. Previously. He originally intended to throw it away after use, so there was not much concern.

"Hello?" Fang Senyan answered the phone, but a strange, sharp female voice came from the receiver.

"I heard you're asking about the surgery from several years ago? And you're being very generous?"

Fang Senyan's heart moved and said:

"Who are you?"

The sharp voice at the other end of the phone said:

"Although that old guy Didi has gone to Canada and died, the people who know the details of that surgery back then are not all dead. Besides the lucky guy who's already in prison, the only person who knows is me."

Fang Senyan's heart moved, but he continued calmly:

"Who are you?"

The sharp voice said:

"I was the nurse beside Doctor Didi back then. To put it more bluntly, this old thing took advantage of me and then helped me get this job at the hospital. During that time, this old thing was very fond of me, so even his bank card password I know it. Unfortunately, the bank card is always on his wife's body. Okay, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. I heard you're being very generous. You asked Katrina a few questions and gave her three thousand dollars, so if I can tell you all the stories behind this, how much reward can I get?"

Of course, Fang Senyan could hear the naked greed revealed in the woman's words, and of course the attempt to ask for an exorbitant price. Obviously, if he agreed in one go, she might ask for a terrible price that could buy LeBron James to the CA.

However, Fang Senyan was also very experienced in dealing with this kind of person. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his tone became official and flat:

"Madam, it's a pity, our investigation has ended. We already have five detailed witness statements that can be verified at any time. Our superiors can't find any fault with them."

The sharp voice on the opposite side obviously did not expect such an answer. The heart that was burned by money was suddenly poured with a scoop of ice water, and he couldn't help but scream out of control:

"How is it possible... Do you know what you're missing? A miracle that may appear in the history of medicine!"

Fang Senyan's answer was very direct:

"Oh, madam, so far, my heart is very healthy. More importantly, I think being promoted tomorrow is a real miracle. How about this, it's not a bad thing to make the investigation report more detailed. We still have $9,000 in remaining case funds. If this money is not spent, it must be turned over. If you are willing to give me $1,000 of this money, then in fifteen minutes, let's have afternoon tea at the cafe in front of the Eighth Community Hospital. I think the latte there tastes pretty good. To show my sincerity, I'll pay for afternoon tea."

"You cunning and stingy devil!! I want their signature Welsh milk tea, and baked grape apple pie, natural strawberry with dried cream, chicken salad sandwich, Welsh apple pie..."

"Please forgive me, madam, are you reciting the cafe's menu?"