In the dissecting room, Yang Yong threw the file aside and began to check the condition of the corpse.
The face of the corpse was a slightly fat foreigner. His arms were cut off, and his chest was sunken. The blood vessels on his legs were beaten to explode, and his bones were visible.
There was a hard thing like a turtle shell on the surface of his body, which protected his heart. As a result, he was seriously injured and would not die immediately.
But even so, he still died of excessive bleeding because of the lack of rescue.
The other corpses were also in the same situation. It was hard to tell their ages from their appearances, so they could only distinguish between men and women.
"Saw, large pincers."
Said Yang Yong, who had mint candy in his mouth.
As the deputy director of deputy, Xu Shunlong immediately handed him a heavy saw and a pair of pliers.