Why is my anime art style so weird?

"What an interesting person."

Kato Megumi's lips curled slightly, revealing an elegant curve.

She lightly touched the ground with her toes and glided swiftly out the door, her large, flowing clothes rustling as if they had sprouted enormous white wings...

Let's go back 1 hours.

"Professor, which body should we start with?"

Professor Miyano chuckled and opened the freezer.

A figure dressed in red lay quietly on the iron bed, his face covered with white frost, making it difficult to see his true appearance.

Suzuki Tomohito's expression turned extremely ugly.

The body that Professor Miyano pulled out was none other than the red-clad female corpse that had been contaminated with fluorescent agent and which everyone suspected had turned into a zombie.

Although as a future doctor and a scientific researcher, one should not believe in gods, demons, or monsters.

But everything that happened today was too strange for him to doubt.

Moreover, this body is...

"Didn't those two brats say this body was some kind of ghoul? Let me dissect the body and see what they have to say then."

Professor Miyano gave a cold smile.

"..."

This logic astonished Tomohito Suzuki, and he also discovered that his teacher...

That head isn't made of ordinary iron!!!

"Come and help!"

While Suzuki Tomohito hesitated, Professor Miyano had already begun moving the body.

Whether Suzuki Tomohito likes it or not, the autopsy has already begun.

'Perhaps this is for the best...'

Tomohito Suzuki glanced at the red-clad female corpse on the autopsy table.

At this moment, the white frost on the woman's face had dissipated, revealing a clean, beautiful, but bloodless, pale face.

No matter how beautiful a face is, it will become unrecognizable on the dissection table.

As the autopsy proceeded, the beautiful female corpse was gradually disemboweled and reduced to a pile of flesh.

Professor Miyano, who was working enthusiastically, suddenly stopped.

"Suzuki, write down the data first, I'll go get some test kits."

"Okay, teacher."

Suzuki Tomohito held a pen and writing board, his hands never stopping as he continuously recorded various data. When he heard Professor Miyano's voice, he only gave a casual reply without looking up.

The deceased was a 20-year-old woman. Aside from her left wrist, there were no external injuries. The wound on her wrist was 5 cm long, 0.2 to 0.4 cm wide, and 1 cm deep. The body showed signs of having been soaked. Initial suspicion is suicide. Additionally…

Suzuki Tomohito paused for a moment, then continued taking notes.

The deceased was two months pregnant...

When the data was almost finished being recorded, Suzuki Tomohito suddenly looked up and realized that he was the only one left in the morgue.

He had never felt afraid in similar situations before, but today…

He witnessed all sorts of bizarre images that uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.

The freezer containing the body behind him hummed, and in front of him lay the disemboweled corpse of a woman. In the shadows lurked an undetected, eerie intruder...

'Why isn't the professor here yet? Could something have happened...?'

Even though only a few minutes had passed, Suzuki Tomohito felt more anxious than ever before.

The air seemed to freeze, and the surroundings gradually became quiet.

The buzzing sound from the freezer sounded like countless wasps swarming around his ears.

He could even hear his own heartbeat with perfect clarity.

Even the dissected female corpse in front of him now seemed far more terrifying than before.

The mangled, bloody mass of flesh seemed to come alive, wriggling slightly under the incandescent light...

In the blink of an eye, Tomohito Suzuki realized that it was all just his imagination.

Boom!dong dong!

My heart started racing uncontrollably.

Bah!

A loud bang came from the morgue behind us, as if something was banging on the door, trying to crawl out.

"!!!"

Suzuki Tomohito's body trembled violently, and his face turned completely pale in an instant!

"who!?"

He instinctively turned around and stared intently at the morgue cabinet in the shadows.

A bead of cold sweat broke out on his forehead and slid down his cheek.

He shone his flashlight on the morgue, the door reflecting a cold, eerie white light, but the morgue remained completely still, as if the loud noise he had heard earlier was entirely an illusion.

But Suzuki Tomohito heard it very clearly; it was definitely not an illusion, and his ears were still ringing to this day.

Could it be that……

Just then, the lights on the ceiling of the morgue began to flicker, and the surrounding light dimmed and brightened.

Suzuki Tomohito dared not stay there any longer. He instinctively turned around and tried to rush out, but he saw an even more terrifying scene!

On the autopsy table, the female corpse, which had already been disemboweled, suddenly began to tremble violently like a fish. Then, a bloody, mangled thing emerged from the corpse's stomach.

That thing had no facial features, but it had a huge mouth that split open. Was it laughing?!

"Father~~"

A strange, eerie tone emanated from that mass of flesh.

"Ah!! Help!"

Suzuki Tomohito screamed in terror, and with all his might, he scrambled toward the door.

Closer! Even closer!

Just as he was about to touch the doorframe, a pair of deathly pale woman's arms reached out from behind, covered his face, and dragged him into the shadows behind him...

When Xu Ming rushed into the morgue, he only saw a pair of feet struggling desperately outside the cabinet door.

Xu Ming immediately rushed over, holding up his phone.

Xu Ming grabbed Suzuki Tomohito's leg and tried to pull him out, but to his horror, he found that a huge force was coming from him. Not only did he not pull him out, but he was also dragged a little closer to the morgue.

Xu Ming was startled and instinctively turned on his phone's flashlight, shining it into the cabinet.

A woman's face, pale and with bloody tears streaming from her eyes, appeared under the light, staring intently at Xu Ming.

Resentment, endless resentment...

Xu Ming couldn't help but shiver and subconsciously pressed the shutter button.

Click!

With a soft sound, a golden-purple flash instantly filled the entire morgue.

The woman inside the closet let out a piercing scream, the sound like fingernails scratching a blackboard.

In an instant, the woman in the closet disappeared, and the force pulling on Suzuki Tomohito also vanished.

Xu Ming immediately pulled him out.

Chapter Sixty-Five: Kato Megumi, who knows a little about karate

Suzuki Tomohito, who was dragged out of the cabinet by Xu Ming, was in a terrible state.

His eyes rolled back, his mouth wouldn't close, he was foaming at the mouth, and his body was shaking constantly, as if he were having an epileptic seizure.

Xu Ming quickly laid him flat on the floor.

However, having never received systematic training in first aid, Xu Ming was at a loss as to where to begin.

"Xu Mingjun!"

Just then, Megumi Kato arrived.

Upon seeing Suzuki Tomohito lying on the ground, she immediately pulled out a white paper talisman.

"Let me do it."

Xu Ming quickly stepped aside.

Kato Megumi held the paper talisman between her fingers and made several hand seals. The talisman immediately lit up with a soft white light.

Upon seeing the white light, Xu Ming suddenly felt his tense emotions gradually calm down.

Snapped!

Kato Megumi immediately stuck the paper talisman on Suzuki Tomohito's forehead.

This completely unscientific approach has surprisingly good results.

Suzuki Tomohito immediately stopped shaking, and his breathing gradually became calmer, but he was still not fully awake.

Xu Ming noticed that Kato Megumi's eyes flashed with golden light, and for a moment they turned into the vertical pupils of a reptile.

However, she quickly returned to normal and then pointed at the morgue cabinet and looked at Xu Ming.

"Did that 'weird' escape into here?"

Xu Ming nodded.

"Yes, the 14th cabinet in the second row."

"I see."