Aldridge shrugged, he didn't know there was such a thing.

Abel suddenly became a little depressed, and said in a low voice, "Aldrich, Winsor and Andre are separated..."

Aldridge raised his eyebrows, not knowing what to say for a while, Abel should be happy, but he doesn't look like this.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, I'll go back to make up for it. I slept too late last night..." Abel shook his head and stood up, saying goodbye to Aldrich.

"Okay." Aldridge stood up to see him off.

After he left, Aldridge carefully packed up the garbage, boiled a pot of water for himself, and sat down in front of the office. Taking advantage of the sunshine, he took out the prepared paper and thought about the specific content of the course with his chin propped up.

……

Herbert sat in the corner of the Coast Bar, drinking a stout beer and looking at the Spurzie in his hand.

Yesterday, the news of the ghost ship was already in the newspapers, and today there are further reports, and the number of survivors has increased by one.

"I don't need to trouble me." Herbert smiled bitterly, and it was difficult to let go of this life-changing disaster.

Everyone died, including the captain he had always respected and loved.

He is a bad old man who is addicted to alcohol. He has been running around the sea all his life. He has a pair of children, but he was killed by pirates who attacked the ship when the sea was chaotic before.

However, he still has a granddaughter alive, named Helena.

If Carula and the orphanage were the softness in Herbert's heart, then the old captain's 19-year-old granddaughter was his heart.

Herbert could accept his escape like a coward, but he couldn't forget the entrusting look in the old captain's eyes before he died.

He thought of Helena's excited expression when she visited the captain's house yesterday, and her momentary emotional breakdown after learning the bad news.

"why?"

"why!"

"why!"

Her hoarse roars were all in his head, and Herbert took another sip of dark beer, but the bubbles rushed into his trachea, causing him to choke the wine and cough until his face was flushed and his voice was hoarse.

People who live at sea know what the sea looks like. She is vast and boundless, and seems to be able to accommodate all faults. She is as beautiful as a gem. If death is their destination, then they hope that their souls can return to the sea.

The old captain said that he no longer has any dreams in this life. He only hopes that one day, after his granddaughter gets married, he can drift along the sea.

Old man... There will always be someone who will die, but the one who lives will suffer.

Herbert's eyes were red, and he couldn't tell whether it was because of the tears he choked from coughing or something else.

"Herbert!"

At this moment, a shout came from the door of the Shore Bar, it was Scarface Jack.

Herbert wiped his eyes and shouted loudly, "What's the matter?"

"The old guys are shouting for a drink tonight, come?" Jack didn't bother to go inside, and shouted the words through a bunch of noisy voices.

"No, I have something to do tonight!" Herbert replied loudly.

Jack made a 'good' gesture and turned to leave.

Helena wants to go to the beach tonight and give the old man a sailor's funeral... He wants to accompany him.

Herbert had a cheeky face and just wanted to say something sorry.

……

Working until noon, Aldrich finally arranged the content of the first course. He had no teaching experience, but he had enough knowledge and experience to be taught.

Dean Tang Huaisel said that his course might not have many places. Aldridge had planned to have only 20 students, but in the end the dean approved 40 places for him.

Don't think it's too small, this is an arrangement of 40 corpses every week... The source of corpses at Spurs is so vast that Aldridge's scalp is tingling.

This is also troublesome. At the same time guiding the operation of 40 students, Aldrich thinks that he has no skills, so he divided the 40 places into two parts, one part in the morning of every Monday, and the other part in the afternoon of every Monday.

As for the night, let's forget it... For ordinary students, it's pretty scary to play around with a corpse in the middle of the night.

Aldrich stood up from the chair and stretched hard, his stomach was already very hungry.

He walked out of the office and planned to have lunch in the school cafeteria.

Aldridge didn't plan to call Abel. When he was chatting with Abel last time, Abel scoffed at the food in the cafeteria and probably wouldn't want to eat it.

Who knew he had just reached the stairs when he happened to meet Ms. Windsor Lang, who was walking upstairs.

"Good noon." Aldridge was a little embarrassed, but he still took the initiative to say hello.

Winsor looked at him with complicated eyes, walked past him silently, and turned to the corridor where his office was.

Aldridge sighed helplessly, no matter who was at fault in that incident, he was in an embarrassing witness position. It was not polite for Windsor to be like this, but it was barely understandable.

He was about to leave, but when he thought of something, he stopped, turned his head and saw Winsor Lang walked to the door of an unfamiliar office, took out a bunch of keys and opened the door.

The opportunity was right, and Aldrich quickly took out Baron Lonnie's pocket watch from his pocket, intending to test whether Windsor Long was an Extraordinary.

"what!!"

Suddenly, a piercing scream came from there, startling Aldridge!

Aldridge raised her head sharply. Windsorron seemed to be frightened by something. She had already fallen to the ground. The key fell crisply to the ground. She leaned back against the wall of the corridor, but was still trying to step back.

The fright on the pretty face is visible to the naked eye~lightnovelpub.net~ His heart suddenly burst, and he quickly walked over. Abel also heard the scream, and hurriedly ran out of the office. After seeing the situation here, he ran directly. come over.

"What happened?" Abel shouted as he ran, and immediately went to help Windsor Lang, who was on the ground.

At this time, Aldrich had already rushed to the door and clearly saw the scene inside the door——

This is obviously a room for storing sundries, and various objects are piled up in a mess, but at this time, a headless corpse is lying on a table covered with a white tablecloth in the center of the room, and many areas have been dyed. color.

He was still lying naked, his chest wide open, and there were various knives, scissors and other medical tools on the table.

Aldridge twitched the corners of his mouth and turned to look at Abel for the first time.

This scene is obviously an anatomy scene!

I read the paper last night, and I definitely did the dissection last night, right... That new organization is so tempting?

Abel's face was a little annoyed, he was embarrassed to respond to Aldrich's gaze, and he was also at a loss for Windsoron on the ground.

Windshaw dressed hurriedly, as if he had come to his senses, and said tremblingly, "What's going on..."

Abel lowered his head further.

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