Under the tutelage of Orochimaru, Naruto's evil scientist

It turned out that a few years ago, Lao Zhao was preparing for his wife's funeral, and a colleague at the funeral told Lao Zhao with emotion that it was not easy to take care of his seriously ill wife for five years. Lao Zhao, while smoking, sighed and said that he finally knew what hell was during this period, and that taking care of his seriously ill wife was real hell. In the past five years, he had not slept well or eaten well every day, and he still needed to take care of his wife, cook, and make money to support his family. Lao Zhao said that what he wanted to do most now was to have a good sleep and sleep until he woke up naturally. This was Lao Zhao's only wish. When his colleagues heard this, they also sighed. They also felt that Lao Zhao had a hard time. Although the mouth is on their own body, only those who have taken care of seriously ill patients can understand the bitterness of Lao Zhao. Just like there is an aging saying "There is no filial son in front of a long-term sick bed", this is a long-standing saying that reflects The real dilemma of human nature under long-term pressure does not completely deny the filial piety of children. It's just that taking care of patients (especially disabled elderly people and those who are seriously ill and paralyzed and unable to move) requires 24-hour standby. Long-term sleep deprivation and physical overdraft can lead to physical and mental exhaustion, and even cause depression or anxiety. Moreover, the initial concern may be gradually worn away by repetitive nursing work and transformed into numbness or irritability. Therefore, most people are very painful when taking care of such long-term disabled patients. Lao Zhao has been taking care of them for five years, so Lao Zhao's mood at the moment is also very complicated and heavy. He doesn't know what he is thinking, but he has a feeling of relief. When Lao Zhao went back to deal with his wife's body, he lay next to his wife. At this time, Lao Zhao suddenly noticed that his wife's eyelids trembled.

As we all know, the eyes of the dead will not move, so normally, Lao Zhao's wife's eyes should not move either. But now Lao Zhao's wife's eyes moved for a moment, so some problems arose. Lao Zhao realized that his wife might not be dead, but at this moment, Lao Zhao was not happy, but terrified, because he thought of a late night before, when he was sleeping, but was awakened by a noisy noise. When he got up, he found that his wife was lying on the ground, knocking over food and medicine, and even had some incontinence, and his wife was looking at him. Lao Zhao felt helpless, but he was also numb. After all, this kind of life was the most common one in his countless days and nights, so Lao Zhao was too lazy to get angry at this moment, and just packed up those things silently. He felt that this kind of life was really boring , when he thought of this, Lao Zhao felt a deep fear. He didn't want to live that kind of life anymore. He really hated that kind of life from the bottom of his heart. Thinking of this, Lao Zhao had a sinful idea. He wanted to do something to prevent his life from becoming like that. Lao Zhao gritted his teeth, sent his students away, and then went over to confirm. After discovering that his wife was indeed alive, Lao Zhao made up his mind. He wrapped his wife tightly with a shroud with great force, and even made his wife's joints bleed. His wife groaned in pain and shouted for help, but the sound was too small for others to hear. Lao Zhao begged his wife to spare his life while stuffing his wife's mouth with glutinous rice, causing his wife to be tortured to death. At the moment his wife died, she looked at Lao Zhao with tears of blood in her eyes.

As night falls, the neon lights of the city flicker with a hazy light. In an old hospital building, the lights are dim and it looks particularly eerie. The police officer and Jiang Zhiyun are in this hospital, and their fate has been involved in a bizarre terrorist incident. The police received a mysterious call to the police. The voice on the other end of the phone was trembling and hurried, claiming that a bizarre murder had occurred in the hospital morgue. The police officer and Jiang Zhiyun quickly rushed to the scene. They found that the person who called the police was actually a young cartoonist. The cartoonist trembled with his hands and took out an unfinished comic. The content on it made everyone present shudder. The plot in the comic was surprisingly similar to the incident in the hospital morgue, and what was even more terrifying was that the time in the comic was today's date. The police officer and Jiang Zhiyun realized that this was happening, and they had to act immediately to find Lao Zhao and stop the murderer's evil deeds. Jiang Zhiyun quickly took out the map and carefully compared the internal structure of the hospital. Her eyes stayed on the location of the morgue for a moment, and then firmly pointed in a direction: "The morgue should be here," the police officer looked at the map. Although he was a little confused, he didn't say much. He took out his mobile phone and started calling the staff of the morgue. However, due to some problems with the communication lines inside the hospital, his speed was a little slow. At this time, Lao Zhao was already shrouded in fear. He was originally just a cleaner in the hospital, but was involved in this horrific incident because of an accident. He knew that he had to escape from this ghost place as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. However, when he tried to leave, he found that he could no longer move. What was even more terrifying was that his clothes were tightly pulled by a corpse and the white towel fell off. The corpse was looking at him with empty eyes. Lao Zhao was terrified. He picked up the mountaineering pick beside him and waved it wildly, trying to break free from the restraints of the corpse. However, at this moment, bursts of weird noises came from the morgue cabinet. Lao Zhao's heart tightened. He rushed to the morgue cabinet and chopped it hard with the mountaineering pick, trying to scare away the evil spirits hidden in the dark. However, when he turned his head, he found that the door was slowly closing.

"No!" Lao Zhao let out a desperate scream. He rushed to the door desperately, but it was too late. The door slammed shut in front of him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open it. Fear overwhelmed him like a tide. He heard a large amount of blood oozing out of the morgue. The sound of blood dripping was particularly harsh in the silent morgue. Lao Zhao stuck to the door and looked at the morgue in horror. Suddenly, one of the morgues suddenly opened, and the iron bed inside stretched out strangely. Lao Zhao's heart was in his throat. He felt Something was squirming inside. At this moment, everything returned to calm. Lao Zhao was stunned. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know where he got the courage from, but he actually walked towards the open morgue. He wanted to see what was going on inside, but it was pitch black inside the morgue and he couldn't see anything. He fumbled for his lighter and lit the flame with trembling hands. However, at the moment the flame lit, a crawling sound came from the morgue. "Ah!" Lao Zhao let out a shrill scream and his consciousness sank. His mind began to blur, and fear overwhelmed him like a tide. At this moment, Jiang Zhiyun pushed open the door of the morgue. Her eyes scanned the morgue and finally locked onto the location of the morgue cabinet. Jiang Zhiyun walked to the morgue cabinet and opened the door with force. When she saw the scene inside, she couldn't help but gasp. However, she quickly came to her senses and realized that she had to rescue Lao Zhao. She reached out and grabbed Lao Zhao, and used all her strength to drag him out of the morgue cabinet. Lao Zhao lay on the ground, his eyes were distracted, and his hands were tightly clenched. His neck seemed to be trying to break free from some kind of restraint. Seeing this, Jiang Zhiyun hurried forward to pull him away. However, when she looked into Lao Zhao's eyes, she found something strange. Lao Zhao's eyes were full of fear and despair. What surprised her even more was that she seemed to see her wife's face in his eyes. "Lao Zhao, are you okay?" Jiang Zhiyun asked softly. However, Lao Zhao did not answer her. His body began to tremble violently, and his hands pinched his neck fiercely, as if he wanted to put himself to death.

Jiang Zhiyun was terrified. She tried to stop Lao Zhao's behavior, but Lao Zhao's strength was beyond her imagination. She watched Lao Zhao's body gradually soften, her heart filled with helplessness and fear. At this moment, Lao Zhao's body suddenly stopped shaking, his hands hung weakly on the ground, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. Jiang Zhiyun stretched out her hand tremblingly and checked Lao Zhao's breath. However, she felt an unprecedented fear - Lao Zhao was no longer breathing. "Lao Zhao!" Jiang Zhiyun shouted in despair. Her voice echoed in the morgue, but there was no response to her. There was only endless silence. At this moment, she finally understood her mission - she couldn't let Lao Zhao die like this. Jiang Zhiyun took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She began to carefully examine Lao Zhao's body, trying to find some clues. Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by the marks on Lao Zhao's neck. It was a small mark of strangulation, as if he had been strangled by something. Jiang Zhiyun's heart moved, and she suddenly thought of something. She turned around and ran towards the depths of the morgue. She remembered that in the corner of the morgue, there was a shabby cabinet. She opened the cabinet and found... Suddenly, she saw a tattered diary. She opened it and saw dense handwriting. It turned out that a bizarre murder had happened in this hospital. After a woman was brutally killed, her wronged soul had been wandering here. The appearance of Lao Zhao seemed to have touched some of her resentment. Jiang Zhiyun suddenly realized that she finally understood why Lao Zhao fell into such a terrible situation. She decided to seek justice for this innocent woman and seek justice for Lao Zhao. She picked up the phone beside her and quickly called the police station. She described the situation here in detail to the police. And asked them to send someone for support immediately, then she walked to Lao Zhao's body and gently placed him on the ground. She looked at Lao Zhao's familiar face, her heart filled with complex emotions. She knew that she could no longer save his life, but she would do her best to seek justice for him. The police quickly arrived at the scene. They looked at the devastated morgue and Jiang Zhiyun's tired and determined eyes, and a sense of respect welled up in their hearts. They knew that they had a heavy responsibility on their shoulders, and they must solve the case as soon as possible and seek justice for this innocent woman.

In the following days, the police launched a detailed investigation. They visited relevant witnesses, consulted a lot of information, and finally found the murderer who killed the woman. The murderer turned out to be a doctor in the hospital. After some interrogation, the murderer finally admitted his crime. He killed the innocent woman because of greed and desire, and tried to cover up all the crimes. However, justice will come, and he finally received the punishment he deserved. On the day of the murderer's execution, Jiang Zhiyun stood in front of the window, looking at the sky in the distance, her heart was full of emotion, she knew that she had completed her mission, she got justice for the innocent woman, and brought justice and peace to the city, and Lao Zhao's departure also made her cherish the life in front of her more. She began to work harder and use her own way to protect the peace of the city. She knew that as a police officer, her mission was to protect the safety and interests of the people, and she would always stick to this belief until the last moment of her life.

"No, what is this?" Kenichi Amemiya was a little overwhelmed. What kind of strange setting is this? This setting is really too awkward, and it doesn't fit his own story at all. However, looking at the teacher Orochimaru who was in a good mood, Kenichi Amemiya knew what was going on. It was probably because Orochimaru felt very unhappy after seeing the later plot, so he directly rewrote the plot himself. It was understandable to say that, but Kenichi Amemiya was also a little helpless. It was the teacher who wanted the original plot, but now it was Orochimaru who didn't want this plot. Kenichi Amemiya was really a little helpless. He didn't understand why Orochimaru did this, but Kenichi Amemiya didn't care much. After all, Kenichi Amemiya knew this very well. Anyway, these things were originally used to kill time, and there was no special meaning. Kenichi Amemiya Kenichi was too lazy to pay too much attention to it. Anyway, these things themselves were nothing to worry about for Kenichi Amemiya. He was more concerned about whether the Pandora gene of the Otsutsuki clan could be properly handled. If it could, then it would naturally be a good thing. If not, then he could just deal with it additionally according to the situation at that time. Thinking of this, Kenichi Amemiya looked at the Pandora virus in his hand. After many improvements by Kenichi Amemiya and combined with the genetic processing of the Otsutsuki clan, this virus has now become more perfect, but it has not been actually tested. So Kenichi Amemiya is not sure whether it is feasible. However, this thing is also very troublesome to test. After all, once this thing is tested, problems will be easily detected.