This is not a weird story

Through the plot speculation just now, Wei An knew very well that the man who suffered a car accident in the morgue was aggressive.

So at this moment, he was wearing a hat and lowered the brim of the hat so that the male corpse could not see his face.

Since you can't see your appearance, there is no reason to be jealous of your handsome appearance, and you won't kill people for no reason.

Of course, Wei An is still not completely sure whether the other party took action for this reason. This time it can be considered as a try, paving the way for the facial makeup artist to come in later.

It was too dark inside the morgue. Standing at the door, you couldn't see what was going on inside, and you didn't know where the male corpse was at the moment.

Wei An turned on the flashlight in his hand and did not shine it in immediately. Instead, he only covered the light not far from the door, causing a slightly faint light to spread into the morgue.

With this light, he tried his best to look into the darkness and vaguely saw the figure of a man in a hospital gown standing on the equipment table against the wall next to the morgue.

There are many tools and instruments on the table that are somewhat reflective, and you can vaguely make out the metal plate containing surgical tools that appears in the plot speculation.

Wei An didn't expect that this guy was always using the metal plate to observe his tattered face. It was pitch dark here, and he didn't know how he could not see it.

"Although I don't know how you survived, we are friends, not enemies." Wei An said softly, "I am here to help you. Everyone should leave with dignity when they leave, not just you, Every one of us is...well, decent."

He forcefully swallowed the words "save face".

The male corpse with his back facing this direction moved, turned around, and faced Wei An.

Wei An pushed the light of the flashlight in his hand deeper into the morgue, so that a little of the male corpse's face was revealed in the light.

He saw that the right half of the male corpse's face had collapsed, part of the bones and flesh were turned up, and the right eyeball was gone, leaving only a hollow eye socket.

Not daring to take a closer look in case this guy would be dissatisfied, Wei An withdrew his gaze and said, "I think I can help you and try my best to let you leave..."

Having said this, he touched his face and said, "You can leave in a decent manner, so I found someone to help you repair it. The time is very fast and the repair effect is good."

The remaining eye of the male corpse stared directly at Wei An without any expression.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

After waiting for a while, Wei An spoke again: "I'll take it as your acquiescence. Please wait a moment. We'll get things ready and we'll get started right away."

He pointed to an empty bed parked not far from the man's body, intending for the other party to wait there.

Wei An did not close the door of the morgue again, but returned to the anatomy room next door and asked Yao Meishan to notify the male contour artist who had been prepared earlier to come to the negative floor.

Not long after, the facial contourer, accompanied by an investigator, came to the first floor with a toolbox and a nervous look on his face. His face was slightly pale and he didn't look so calm.

Wei An asked: "One of the deceased's eyes is missing. Can anything be used to restore it?"

The contouring artist was startled and replied: "I specialize in custom-made black glass balls with imitation eyeballs."

"Did you bring it with you?"

"In the tool box."

"good."

Wei An looked back at Zhang Shiqing. Zhang Shiqing did not speak, but asked him with his eyes if he could continue.

Wei An nodded, stretched out his hand to support the frightened facial masker, and the two of them walked to the morgue.

After the two entered the morgue, Wei An did not see the male corpse where he was just now. He turned his head to look at the small bed and found that there was already a person lying on it.

This shows that the male corpse has accepted their facial restoration.

This time, because of the delicate repair work that needs to be done, it is impossible to do it in a dark environment, even if the light is not too bright.

Soon, three portable LED lights came on in the morgue, but the facial contouring artist said that it might not be enough, so Wei An directly asked Zhang Shiqing to arrange for someone to send a floodlight to the door of the room.

Four lights gathered together, and the light suddenly became much brighter, illuminating the morgue white.

The facial masker stood tremblingly on top of the lying male corpse. According to Wei An's request, he was also wearing a hat at the moment, the kind with a large brim, covering most of his face.

Turning his eyes towards the lying male corpse, he found that he had his eyes closed and was motionless, just like an ordinary dead corpse.

When he was wondering, he suddenly saw the remaining left eye of the male corpse open, revealing a gray, turbid eyeball, looking at him.

This scene frightened the facial contour artist to tremble slightly, and the remaining face of the male corpse twitched slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with the facial contour artist's reaction after seeing him, thinking that the other party cared about his distorted face.

Wei An immediately touched the facial contour master who was about to start trembling with his elbow, and said: "Don't delay, hurry up and do the work!"

The facial contour master nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and retracted his gaze that had been glaring at the male corpse's face.

After a while, the male corpse's anger disappeared, and the one eye slowly closed again.

In fact, the facial contour artist didn't feel that the appearance of the male corpse was very scary after seeing it. To be honest, with the facial contour artist's many years of experience, he had even seen more terrifying dead faces, with complete disfigurement and incomplete facial features. Yes, there are also cases where only half of the head is left.

So the face of the current male corpse is not the most terrifying.

But no matter how scary those dead faces were before, they wouldn't move!

After some preparations, the facial contour artist began to put away his mind and concentrate on his work.

His job has actually been done by Wei An in the ghost story before, but the ghost story at that time only temporarily gave the participants this ability, and the ability to give the deceased a graceful appearance disappeared after the ghost story ended.

When Wei An saw the facial contouring artist's working procedures and techniques, he had a strange feeling that he had seen them before, but he didn't seem to understand them at all.

But having said that, this contouring artist is indeed very professional and experienced.

From the moment he first became nervous when he saw this moving corpse, to when he completely calmed down and started working, it only took him two minutes to adapt.

In fact, as long as the corpse does not attack anyone or do anything that would endanger the safety of others, the contour master can successfully complete the work.

But Wei An also noticed that when the body's hands or feet suddenly moved, or when its eyes opened, the facial contourer would immediately become timid, fearing that he had done something wrong.

After cleaning the fatal wound on his head, he took out a black glass ball from the tool box and some soft fillings that would take shape after a certain period of time.

First, he filled part of the sunken face with filler, and then carefully placed the black glass ball in the eye socket of the corpse. After ensuring it was stable, he began to sew the torn face of the opponent.

From time to time, the contouring artist would take out some skin-like adhesives from the tool box and add them to the torn and missing wounds, repairing them. He had been busy for more than two hours, but it was obvious that his work was very meticulous.

After the whole body was repaired, he took out his makeup bag and put on a suitable layer of makeup on the young corpse, completely covering up the patched wounds.

Wei An had seen photos of the young man before his death, and he was sure that about 98% of the young man's appearance had been restored at this moment, which was already very good.

Of course, there's no telling what the corpse was thinking.

I saw the contour master put back all the tools, then took a long breath and stepped aside with the tool box.

"That's it." Wei An said to the lying corpse, and then handed over the prepared mirror.

The corpse opened its eyes again. One of the eyes was still the black glass ball that had just been embedded in it, but it would not rotate.

He glanced at the mirror facing him and looked at the patched face in the mirror.

Wei An didn't move, and the facelifter's heart was in his throat as he slowly approached the door of the morgue, ready to escape at any time.