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Mr. Zhao gave the three men a withering look, his demeanor screaming disappointment.
"Are you guys up for this or not? If not, just stop watching and go review the footage later. It's only November. What would you do if it were summer?"
At that moment, the three men were more embarrassed than uncomfortable, but the disgusting feelings were uncontrollable. They all lowered their heads, continually adjusting their breathing. Zhou Ning stepped forward to assist Doctor Cao, arranging the body parts on the autopsy table one by one.
After everything was set, Zhou Ning didn't rush to look at them but instead waved Mr. Qu over.
"Use the equipment we've assembled to take X-ray images of the body parts first."
Mr. Qu hurried into action. In fact, these preparations were done early in the day. As the images were taken, they appeared on the autopsy room's monitor. Zhou Ning looked up at the monitor.