Why is my anime art style so weird?

The medical model still stood quietly in the same spot.

Xu Ming chuckled self-deprecatingly. It seemed he had encountered too many 'strange' things lately, and was starting to become a bit paranoid.

Back in the office, Xu Ming and Kato Megumi each found a seat and began quietly playing on their phones.

At noon, Noguchi sent someone to deliver lunch.

Each lunch is served in a black, carved, lacquered wooden food box, which is divided into three layers.

The lunchbox was exquisite, and the food inside was even more exquisite.

The first layer is tempura, which includes fried shrimp, fried fish, fried asparagus, and more. The tempura is fried until golden brown, with a crispy outer layer and tender, juicy ingredients inside, locking in all the flavor.

The second layer is simmered dishes. High-grade Wagyu beef is sliced ​​thinly and simmered with onions and more than a dozen spices, along with mirin, sake, and sugar. The moment the lid is lifted, a faint aroma of sake mixed with the rich fragrance of spices wafts out.

The third layer is rice, each grain as translucent as a pearl, emitting an enticing fragrance, sprinkled with black sesame seeds, and accompanied by a few pieces of dark green seaweed.

Along with the lunchbox, a box divided into nine compartments and an insulated soup container were also delivered.

The nine-compartment container holds nine different cold dishes: octopus, seaweed, clams, shrimp, bamboo shoots, pickled plums, black fungus, tuna, and cucumber.

The flavors are mostly refreshing, sweet and sour, making them a top-notch appetizer.

The soup pot contains the essence of Japanese cuisine—miso soup.

Some people say that Japanese food without miso soup is soulless.

Xu Ming couldn't understand such a special feeling, but in his opinion, having a bowl of steaming miso soup when eating Japanese bento was indeed very comforting, whetting his appetite, and making him feel like he could eat another bowl!

This bento box was almost on par with those from high-end restaurants; it was definitely the best, most abundant, and most luxurious bento box Xu Ming had ever eaten.

Xu Ming suspected, no, he was certain, that he had benefited from the influence of Kato Megumi, this hidden big shot.

However, the scene he had witnessed in the morgue made Xu Ming feel nauseous, so he forced himself to eat all three layers of the bento box, adhering to the principle of not wasting food.

Feeling a bit stuffed, Xu Ming began to slowly walk around on the basement level.

Firstly, it was to aid digestion, and secondly, it was to scout the terrain.

Perhaps due to the limitations of the building technology at the time the school was built, the basement level is not very large.

There are six rooms of various sizes along a long corridor.

Starting from the office closest to the basement exit, there is a storage room for equipment and miscellaneous items.

Classroom A and Classroom B are sandwiched between the two classrooms in a disinfection preparation room.

And the morgue at the end of the corridor.

In addition to temporarily storing bodies commissioned by the Metropolitan Police Department for autopsies, the morgue also serves as an autopsy room.

The morgue is equipped with a disinfection room, a laboratory, and so on.

Although it's called a room, its area is actually no smaller than two classrooms.

Not far from the morgue, at the end of the corridor, there is a door that leads directly to the parking lot of the medical school building. It is usually locked and is only opened when a body is being transported.

Xu Ming first inspected the storage room, which was very cramped and filled with body bags, scalpels, plastic sheets, catheters and other instruments.

However, this was someone else's school grounds, so Xu Ming couldn't just rummage around. He just looked around casually, didn't find anything special, closed the door, and moved on to the next room.

Upon arriving outside classroom A, Xu Ming took out his phone, turned on the flashlight, and shone it inside.

A dusty dissection table, a metal sink, a blackboard covered in white chalk dust, and a rotten wooden floor full of holes...

If it weren't for the cell phone in his hand, Xu Ming would have almost thought he had traveled back to the Showa era.

Xu Ming found the light switch by the door and pressed it.

pat!

pat!

There was no response the first time, and the same thing happened the second time.

Xu Ming had no choice but to accept the fact that the light bulb was broken.

Chapter Sixty-One: Night Falls

This classroom has probably been abandoned for many years.

There were many dark black bloodstains on the stainless steel dissection table.

The bloodstains had completely soaked into the countertop, forming black spots that couldn't be wiped off.

Xu Ming searched classroom A for a while, but classroom A was very clean and he didn't find any useful clues.

Xu Ming then went directly from classroom A into the disinfection preparation room in the middle.

A strong musty smell wafted over.

The preparation room contains disinfection sprayers, wardrobes for clothes, two rows of wooden benches, and separate small cubicles for showering.

Everything was covered in rust and stains, yellow, green, black... a mottled mess that looked utterly disgusting.

The white tiles on the wall had a disgusting yellowish-brown tint.

Whether it was blood or mud stuck to the wall, there were strange black patches. Small insects could be faintly seen crawling in the cracks of the tiles.

At first glance, Xu Ming couldn't associate this place with a spotless, clean disinfection room. Instead, he couldn't help but think of gas chambers and abandoned bathhouses from movies.

Especially the half-open wooden door of the shower stall, as if something might jump out at any moment.

The disinfection room was quiet; Xu Ming could even hear a slight rustling sound coming from the wardrobe and the dripping sound coming from somewhere.

Xu Ming, holding his phone, carefully pushed open the shower door and peered inside.

On the white tiles, a long, orange-red water stain ran down the pipe and extended to the corner of the wall, like a line of blood that had not yet dried.

There was a puddle of water on the ground that hadn't dried, and a large patch of moss had grown on it. The water pipes and faucets were corroded beyond recognition.

Damp, decaying, dilapidated... this abandoned disinfection room is filled with such an atmosphere in every corner.

Xu Ming didn't want to linger, so he quickly finished inspecting the entire disinfection room and entered classroom B through another door.

Compared to classroom A, classroom B has a similar layout, with three dissection tables, a metal sink, and a blackboard that can't be wiped clean.

The only difference, I suppose, is the human figure placed in the corner of the podium.

Xu Ming walked directly to the mannequin and started pinching and tapping it here and there.

The cold, hard touch traveled along my fingertips.

Xu Ming examined the human model closely. The exposed simulated muscle tissue had taken on an eerie pale red color due to the erosion of time, resembling a piece of flesh that had been drained of its blood.

The opened abdomen revealed internal organ models that had faded and aged over time, making them appear less realistic.

The only thing missing was the glass eyeball, which, without any eyelid protection, bulged out and stared intently ahead. When the light shone on it, it reflected an eerie glow.

Xu Ming felt that there was something strange about this human model, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong with it.

Xu Ming pondered for a moment, then suddenly picked up his phone and pointed it at the human model.

Click!

The shutter clicked, and a blinding golden-purple light instantly filled the entire classroom.

However, the mannequin remained unchanged and seemed to be just an ordinary, old mannequin.

Xu Ming chuckled self-deprecatingly.

It seems I was indeed being too sensitive.

This may be what is known as the 'uncanny valley effect'.

No matter how Xu Ming looked at it, he just couldn't stand the human model.

However, since the phone didn't react at all after being photographed by the spirit, it at least proves that the thing is harmless.

Xu Ming left classroom B and looked at the morgue at the end of the corridor.

Professor Miyano and Tomohito Suzuki are still busy.

They were so focused that they forgot to eat lunch.

After making his way around, Xu Ming returned to his office.

Kato Megumi remained quietly seated in the corner, fiddling with her phone.

Xu Ming greeted everyone and then lay down on the bed to take a nap.

When Xu Ming woke up and picked up his phone, it was already 2 p.m.

Xu Ming sat up and noticed that Professor Miyano and Tomohito Suzuki were only now starting to eat the lunchboxes that had long since gone cold and hard.

A hint of admiration flashed in Xu Ming's eyes. Although Professor Miyano had a bad temper and spoke harshly, his serious, responsible, and tireless craftsmanship was truly admirable.

Xu Ming turned his head, and Kato Megumi was still sitting in that corner fiddling with her phone. For an hour or two, she seemed not to have moved an inch.

After lunch, Professor Miyano rested for a while before immediately taking Tomohito Suzuki back to the morgue to continue his autopsy work.

With nothing to do, Xu Ming went up to the first floor and wandered around the lobby of the medical department.

Time flies.

Soon it was six o'clock in the afternoon, and Noguchi sent someone to deliver dinner on time.

The same three-layer packaging, the same luxurious and abundant offerings.

The difference is that the dishes have changed.

Tempura and simmered dishes are gone, replaced by high-end sushi and 5A-grade Wagyu beef yakiniku.

Xu Mingmei enjoyed a delicious and satisfying meal.

Professor Miyano and Tomohito Suzuki missed their mealtime again.

The clock slowly ticked toward 10 o'clock.

As night fell, the entire medical school building gradually quieted down.

I could still faintly hear footsteps coming from upstairs, but now I can't hear them at all.

The entire medical school building was quiet.

Tick ​​tock!

I heard a dripping sound coming from somewhere.