Starting with dissecting ghost stories

In the following time, Shen Xing placed his left arm in front of the DV camera again.

This time, the footage from the DV camera was free of noise, and the muscle lines on Shen Xing's arm were clearly visible. Apart from the healed wound on his index finger, nothing had changed.

Yes, nothing has changed; the only thing that has disappeared is the tiny muscle that was taken from the painting.

The only thing that can prove that muscle once existed is the DV camera that recorded all of this.

Shen Xing cut another wound about one centimeter long on his left arm. Apart from some blood seeping out, the burning sensation from before was gone, and the wound did not heal quickly.

Shen Xing washed away the black lines that outlined the area on his hands, leaving only some faint black marks. He then redrawn the shape of the marks on the paper and stopped the experiment for the night.

Although nothing happened in the end, it doesn't mean the experiment was a failure.

Rather, Shen Xing made great progress tonight. He needs to take the DV camera home to review what he recorded from last night until now, and optimize his experimental process.

To wait for the next experiment, we have to wait until those paintings in the infirmary are "mature".

Shen Xing still has many questions about those abnormal flesh and blood.

Is their only function to help wounds heal?

Or is wound healing just one of its uses, and if they are kept in the arm, can they be used for more purposes? Or will they produce different changes?

If there were more test subjects, we could get some answers faster... but unfortunately, the flesh and blood seem to be only interested in Shen Xing's body so far.

As for why not arrest someone and conduct human experiments?

This is thanks to Shen Xing's adoptive father. Although he ultimately failed to teach Shen Xing about "humanity," he did his best to teach him, giving him a principle of not killing innocent people indiscriminately.

Shen Xing's adoptive father noticed his unusual mental state when he was very young, that he was born with...

Psychopath.

This was not an insult, but rather a judgment made by the adoptive father, Shen Jingwei, based on his intuition as a criminal investigator.

Just as colorblind people cannot distinguish between red and green, Shen Xing's brain is congenitally lacking the mechanisms to process "empathy" and "fear".

What appears vibrant to ordinary people is, in his eyes, nothing more than a collection of blood and flesh, whether they are separate or aggregated, and the only difference is whether they can speak or not.

He can dismantle or reassemble these flesh and blood without any psychological burden, creating scenes that shock others and even make them feel physically nauseous.

This extremely dangerous trait was seen through by his adoptive father, Shen Jingwei, a criminal police officer, when he was only five years old.

Faced with the child whose hands were covered in blood and who was intently disassembling a pet cat in order to understand how the heart pumps blood, the veteran detective understood that moral preaching could not fill the void in his spirit.

If he had given up on Shen Xing back then, no one would have felt resentful that a kind-hearted, veteran detective would abandon a little devil; on the contrary, they would have all agreed with him.

But Shen Jingwei's sense of justice and responsibility kept him from giving up.

Shen Jingwei is a veteran criminal investigator. He knows this child all too well and wonders what his future will be like after he is sent back to the welfare home.

If he were in a normal, wealthy family, he might grow up healthy and become a social elite with his innate focus and learning ability, achieving success and pleasure in the workplace, business, or emotional relationships.

But in the environment of an orphanage, even the slightest action of someone else at any moment could turn Shen Xing into a murderer.

After all, most psychopaths don't kill people not because they have a conscience, but because they feel the "cost-benefit ratio is too low".

Moreover, once such a person decides to kill, they will absolutely make a perfect and meticulous plan, and they will not kill just one person.

After repeated testing confirmed that Shen Xing was not born with antisocial personality disorder, but was merely a psychopath, Shen Jingwei still chose to adopt Shen Xing, but the direction of his upbringing was completely different from that of raising children in the usual way.

Shen Jingwei did not try to turn him into a "good person," but instead spent his life forging a set of iron-like "rules" into his empty soul.

If you don't follow the rules, you will be eliminated by society.

Since the desire to dismantle flesh and blood cannot be suppressed, then the blade will be aimed at those already dead bodies.

This set of principles is not based on conscience, but on the logic of survival.

It's like disciplining a young animal that can't understand human emotions.

It was this set of principles that shaped Shen Xing from a potential serial killer into the refined, calm forensic doctor he is today who only operates on corpses.

Shen Jingwei is undoubtedly successful as both a criminal police officer and a father, and Shen Xing is very grateful for Shen Jingwei's upbringing.

He had also learned about the orphanage he had once stayed in. Most of the children who didn't attend school and relied on gang fights, extortion, and robbery ended up in prison or continued to make a living through swindling and deception. If Shen Xing had stayed in that kind of environment...

The idea of ​​a luxurious single cell in prison is an understatement; most likely, the inmate is already relearning to walk after drinking the "soup of oblivion."

In the remaining time, Shen Xing tidied up the things in the garage, cleaned all the knives and put them away. He then used the black plastic bag he had brought with him to pack up the chick carcass and the remaining pieces of meat, and took it away. He deliberately took a long detour to throw the trash into the trash can.

Shen Xing rode his bicycle home.

After snapping out of his emotions, he began to think about his sister.

I haven't paid much attention to her these past two days... but judging from her attitude, it seems that whether I pay special attention to her or not doesn't make much difference.

However, the necessary responsibilities of a guardian must still be fulfilled.

Based on Shen Xing's understanding of Shen Yuan, at this time, Granny Zhang's shop should still be open, and she should be there... Let's go look for her there.

The cool night breeze on Shen Xing's face brought comfort, eliminating the humid and stuffy feeling of the daytime.

Soon, Shen Xing rode to the street outside the residential area and looked at the small shop run by Granny Zhang.

Normally, the shop would be cleaning up and preparing to close at this time, but tonight, it seems there's an uninvited guest at the shop.

A middle-aged man, hunched over and smiling, was talking to Granny Zhang. But after a while, Granny Zhang started cursing, turned around, picked up a broom, and began hitting the man to chase him away.

As Shen Xing approached, he saw Shen Yuan protecting Li Xiaohua in the shop, looking somewhat at a loss. He also overheard the conversation between Granny Zhang and the others.

"Mom, I really won't gamble anymore. Please let me take Xiaohua back."

"Get out! Get out!!"