Chapter 18: Corpse Master
"It's because Zhao Wenjun was under the influence of the Heart-Eroding Talisman for too long. The temperature was also high during this period. Plus, you used the three methods of dissolving the corpse, so the corpse changed and lost its shape." Xu said.
"So that's how it is, no wonder!" Qian Kun's eyes lit up when he heard it.
Huang Shaotang was watching from the side without getting angry. This guy was really naive, he believed whatever others said. He had never heard of the idea that the Heart-Eroding Talisman would cause the corpse to lose its shape when combined with the Three Methods of Corpse Disintegration. It was pure nonsense.
"Aren't you an expert in corpse makeup? Just take care of it for her." Huang Shaotang said disapprovingly.
His subordinate was a master of corpse art, not only skilled in autopsy but also in corpse makeup. Qian Kun said that his ancestors had been leatherworkers for three generations, and he had inherited some of the family tradition.
The so-called second leather craftsman is an ancient term, also known as a corpse seamer. There is a similar profession today, called a corpse makeup artist.
However, the two are actually not the same in essence, because the leatherworker has not been a simple profession since ancient times. They are also part of a school of art and are proficient in many unknown secret skills.
But nowadays, there may still be some people who are magicians, but few people are willing to learn to be a leatherworker. Who can stand the loneliness of dealing with the dead every day?
Therefore, the inheritance of this profession has almost been cut off.
Qian Kun has been gifted since childhood and has inherited some knowledge in this area.
"Boss, I... I really can't take care of this..." Qian Kun said while pulling his hair.
Huang Shaotang got a headache after hearing this. If even he, a master of corpse arts, couldn't do it, who else could he turn to?
If Zhao Wenjun's body was really disfigured and sent to her family like this, it would not only be difficult for Section 9 to explain, but it would also be a This is absolutely not acceptable.
Just as I was feeling frustrated, I heard someone behind me say, "How about I give it a try?"
Huang Shaotang knew who was talking without turning around. Before he could get angry, he saw Qian Kun running towards that person.
"Brother, can you shape the tire?" Qian Kun grabbed Xu Lai's arm and asked with his eyes wide open.
"Yes." Xu Lai said with a smile.
When Qian Kun heard this, he was overjoyed and immediately pulled him out: "Come on, come on, I'll take you there!"
He actually just abandoned his immediate superior.
Huang Shaotang felt as if a thousand horses were galloping through his heart at this moment. If it weren't for Qian Kun, a master of corpse arts from the Ninth Department, he would have been asked to pack up and leave long ago!
"Young Master, shall we go?" Cai Fei took several breaths and finally managed to hold back his laughter. He leaned over and asked.
Huang Shaotang glared at him and followed him out of the reception room. Cai Fei and Liao Huaixian hurriedly followed.
The morgue of the ninth department was located on the second underground floor. When the three of them went there, they saw Qian Kun and Xu Lai already beside Zhao Wenjun's body, talking about something.
The three of them took a closer look and gasped.
Zhao Wenjun was a great beauty when she was alive, so even after her death, she wouldn't look too ugly.
But if they hadn't known it was Zhao Wenjun, they wouldn't have recognized the corpse in front of them at all. To say it looked different would be an understatement, as it was completely unrecognizable.
If the corpse were really transported back like this, Section 9 would really have no way to explain themselves.
"Give me a pair of cicada-shell gloves and a set of silver needles." Xu said.
Qian Kun hurried over to get it. For their business, these things are essential.
Xu Lai put on gloves and said, "The first step in shaping the tire is to fix the tire."
Qian Kun nodded repeatedly after hearing this, his dead fish eyes widened and he didn't blink.
Huang Shaotang looked at it for a while, frowned and said, "Can you do it?" If their Ninth Section was really out of options, they would never let an outsider mess around like this.
"Stop making noise!" Qian Kun shouted impatiently, but his eyes were staring straight at Xu Lai's hand.
Huang Shaotang was so angry that he almost choked. Whose subordinate is this bastard your mother?
However, he also knew that this kid was obsessed with corpses and didn't understand human feelings. He said this unintentionally. If not for this, he would have fired him directly.
Cai Fei and Liao Huaixian looked at the boss sympathetically and said nothing.
At this time, Xu Lai had already inserted thirty-six needles into Zhao Wenjun's body. The needles were of different lengths and the locations of the needles seemed to be in no regular pattern to them.
I only heard him say "this part needs steady technique" and "this part needs floating", but I couldn't understand what he was saying. However, Qian Kun's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
After placing the needle, Xu Lai waited for about two minutes before he put his hand behind Zhao Wenjun's ear and began to slowly stroke her cheek from bottom to top.
Qian Kun's eyes widened, and he almost forgot to breathe as he watched, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.
Huang Shaotang and the others were completely confused, not knowing what he was doing. The three of them were all experts in magic, so they naturally knew some basic autopsy techniques.
But if they really talk about the profound knowledge in the way of corpses, they will be completely confused. After all, different fields are like different worlds.
Xu Lai's operation was extremely meticulous. After about half an hour, the three of them discovered that Zhao Wenjun's originally distorted appearance had been restored to about 60 to 70 percent.
"Young Master, who do you think this Xu Lai is? Isn't he a mage?" Cai Fei approached Huang Shaotang and asked quietly.
The Huang family is a large family of Dongting sorcerers. He has been following Huang Shaotang in the Huang family since he was a child. Although he is young, he has indeed seen the world.
In today's world, the art of magic is declining, and there are even fewer people who are proficient in corpse arts.
Because any ability does not come out of thin air, it must be cultivated through hard work. If you want to be proficient in the way of corpses, you have to come into contact with the dead frequently.
Nowadays, apart from freaks like Qian Kun, no one is willing to spend time on this skill.
So over the years, Qian Kun has become the most powerful corpse master he has ever seen.
But judging from Qian Kun's attitude towards Xu Lai, his level is obviously higher than Qian Kun's.
This is quite strange. Could this person be a rare descendant of a second-class leatherworker? But he clearly claimed to be a magician before?
Huang Shaotang was also puzzled and looked at Liao Huaixian: "Mr. Liao, what do you think?"
"It's a bit strange." Liao Huaixian shook his head, he couldn't say anything.
While the three of them were whispering, they saw Xu Lai had already stepped aside and was taking off his gloves.
"Is this the way we molded the fetus just now?" Qian Kun followed closely beside Xu Lai and gestured with his hands.
"That's right, you can..." Xu Lai explained casually.
Huang Shaotang and the others did not care about anything else and went forward to see Zhao Wenjun. They found that not only had the girl's appearance been restored, but her clothes were also put back on, and her hair and appearance were neatly arranged, and it was obvious that the technique was extremely professional.
"This guy must be a shoemaker, right?" This thought popped up in the minds of the three of them at the same time.
"Young Master, should we recruit this guy in?" Cai Fei reminded in a low voice with his eyes shining.
Now that the Ninth Department is in its infancy, except for the section chief Huang Shaotang who is directly appointed by the superiors, other department members basically have to be recruited by Huang Shaotang.
But Huang Shaotang didn't have the patience to do such a thing, so this job naturally fell on Cai Fei.
To be honest, although the art of martial arts is declining nowadays, there are still many people with real talents and knowledge. However, these people either continue to live in seclusion and practice in seclusion, or become masters to become famous and call the wind and rain. Who is willing to come to this small place like theirs?
Therefore, the issue of recruiting talents has always been a pain in Cai Fei's heart, especially for a rare master of corpse arts like "Er Pijiang", it is like picking up a treasure.
"Stop fooling around!" Huang Shaotang glared at him .
At this time, Xu Lai had already turned around and looked for them: "You have already asked about the matter, so I will go back now."
Huang Shaotang originally wanted to find a reason to arrest this man. He strongly suspected that this guy was related to the murder of Zhao Wenjun and others. However, he could not find such a reason. Their Ninth Section had just been established not long ago, and they could not do anything reckless to avoid bad influence. In the end, he had to let him go.
He ordered people to collect Zhao Wenjun's body and transport it to the police station, and then he went upstairs with a group of people.
Ever since coming out of the morgue, Qian Kun has been following Xu Lai like a follower. Looking at his posture, he seems to wish he could just go back with him.
This bastard! Huang Shaotang was so angry that if Section 9 really couldn't do without this person, he would have fired him today.
"Xiao Cai, come over and drive." Xu Lai waved at him beside the jeep.
"What for?" Cai Fei asked puzzledly.
"Send me back." Xu said.
Cai Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This is the car of Section 9. Do you think it is your private car?
"Brother, why don't you go outside and get a taxi."
"Taxis are so expensive. You're free anyway, so you might as well take me home." Xu Lai patted him on the shoulder and said.
Cai Fei burst into tears. What the hell is going on? Which eye of yours saw that I was idle? Even if I was idle, I would rather go online to read the news or something. Why should I go to see you off?
"Your service is not very good. How can you pick someone up and not be responsible for sending them back? You have to correct it." Xu Lai taught them earnestly.
Well, this brings up some profound truths.
Cai Fei was helpless and begged for mercy with a bitter face: "How about this, brother? I will take someone to send Zhao Wenjun to the police station right away. You just follow our car. After we go to the police station, I will take you back to Zijin Garden."
"also."
Seeing Xu Lai agreed, Cai Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief. After carrying Zhao Wenjun to the business car, he asked Xu Lai to get in.
There was someone , so Cai Fei and Xu Lai stayed in the back seat with Zhao Wenjun.
"Brother Xu, you must be quite knowledgeable about corpses, right?" Cai Fei asked tentatively.
"It's okay." Xu said.
"Awesome!" Cai Fei gave a thumbs up and praised: "Our Qian Kun is already a rare corpse master, I didn't expect Brother Xu to be even better than him."
"Xiao Qian has good qualifications." Xu said.
Cai Fei was shocked. This guy really just called everyone names. Qian Kun was obviously older than him, but he still called him Xiao Qian.
