The female forensic doctor looked at the client standing upright in front of her, with a trace of disdain flashing in her eyes.

As the "source" among the five links in the human body trade line, she is very clear about her mission - illegal organ harvesting.

The most troublesome and disgusting thing for her is that she needs to communicate with buyers on the trade line.

These buyers include wealthy patients, illegal clinics, medical institutions and other individuals or organizations in need of organ transplants.

They found her through the black market and intermediaries, and selected an adapter in advance.

Lisa sneered in her heart, every time she dealt with these customers, she could see their hypocritical masks.

At this stage, there is always a situation where Party A needs to "inspect the goods". At this time, she has to come out and prepare fresh supplies for them on the spot.

And whenever this happens, these self-proclaimed sanctimonious customers will appear as weak as they are now.

"You know where these organs come from, right?" Lisa asked in a calm but cold tone, looking directly at the customer in front of her.

The client's face became paler, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he was suppressing the feeling of vomiting, and his eyes were full of helplessness and panic.

I...I just need a matching kidney," the client's voice trembled, almost pleading, "I have no other choice."

Lisa looked at him coldly and continued: "Of course, you always say that. For your own life and the life of your family, you choose to purchase illegal organs. All you want is to live, and that's right.

Nor is it worthy of contempt.”

Suddenly, Lisa picked up the scalpel she had just used to remove the organs. She raised the knife and brought it down. The blade of the knife passed across the client's forehead. A few strands of hair fell, and the lancet was accurately inserted into the wall behind him.

The bloodless male customer looked at Lisa in horror, his eyes full of fear and shock.

Lisa's face was extremely cold as she continued:

"But what disgusts me the most about you cowards is your hypocrisy. You have done everything you can, but you don't want to see the darkness and blood behind it."

"Always hypocritically doing unscrupulous things while singing high moral songs."

The client's breathing became rapid, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body trembled slightly.

His lips trembled a few times, but he couldn't make any sound. He could only look at Lisa helplessly.

The female forensic doctor looked at the client who was lying limply on the ground and looked back expressionlessly.

She turned and walked towards the dissecting table and began to carefully handle the organs she had just removed from the deceased.

She picked up a clear plastic organ storage bag, which is covered with a biocompatible coating to minimize damage to the organs during transportation.

She placed the heart, liver and kidneys into the storage bag one by one, ensuring that each organ was properly protected.

She put white stickers on each storage bag, then took out a black ink pen and wrote symbols such as A1, B1, C1, etc. on each sticker.

She then placed the bagged organs into a portable organ cooler.

This kind of refrigerator has a sturdy appearance and is equipped with a temperature control system inside, which can accurately control the temperature and ensure that organs stay fresh in a low-temperature environment.

She carefully adjusted the temperature settings of the box to confirm that all parameters were in optimal conditions, then closed the lid and locked the safety lock.

While she was doing this, the cold voice continued:

"A mechanic can replace an old car part with a new one, oil a squeaky joint, and get an engine running again. Likewise, a surgeon can replace a broken organ with a new one, extending a patient's life. Years

Year after year, the barriers to entry for technology are getting lower and lower, and these surgeries are becoming more convenient and cheaper.”

She patted her hand lightly on the cooler to make sure all the organs were properly secured, and then continued:

"Just like an old car needs to replace parts to continue driving, the human body also needs to transplant new organs to continue life. This technological advancement has given more patients hope of survival, but it has also left

More lives were lost."

The female forensic doctor looked at the client, a trace of coldness and ridicule flashed in her eyes, and her voice was cold and disdainful:

"Actually, it's nothing. People sell their time, freedom, healthy body, and even peace of mind to work every day in exchange for a meager salary. Isn't this kind of class oppression and exploitation an alternative human body market?"

She approached the customer slowly, with a deliberate contempt in her tone.

“The products marketed in the human body are riddled with contradictions, with society’s taboos about the human body conflicting with individual desires for a long, happy life. Our moral stance on the subject simply doesn’t matter because the human body is undoubtedly a commodity, a commodity.

A disturbing commodity."

Lisa sneered and continued:

"The human body as a product is not a new product assembled in a factory by workers wearing sterile suits, but obtained like second-hand cars in the scrap market. We dig out the usable parts from the rubble and sell them to

Those who desire to continue their lives.

The human body is too complex and sophisticated. Currently, no factory or laboratory has the ability to replicate the human body. The power of creation cannot be easily touched by mortals. This means that in order to meet the needs of human organs, the only way now is to live.

Looking for raw materials among people and the recently deceased.”

As she spoke, she arranged the stored portable organ refrigerators neatly.

"Harvested organs do face the problem of limited storage time when there is no matching recipient. The current standard method is to place the organs in a low-temperature environment to slow down cell metabolism. This method has limited storage time for different organs.

"

"The heart and lungs can be stored for 4 to 6 hours, the liver for 12 to 15 hours, the pancreas for 12 to 24 hours, and the kidneys for 24 to 36 hours. These times are all under standard cryopreservation conditions.

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This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "There is also a method called machine perfusion, which can use mechanical equipment to perfuse the preservation solution through the organ, so that the organ can maintain its function at low temperature or normal temperature."

"For example, kidneys preserved using machine perfusion can be preserved for up to 48 hours or longer."

Lisa glanced at the cooler, and a passionate expression flashed across her face. Although it was fleeting, it was still captured by the attentive customer.

"Another example, relying on extraordinary power..."

She continued while placing her palm against the kidney storage device with B1 engraved on it. As she put her hand on it, the palm behind her began to squirm, as if there was some ominous creature swimming under the skin.

She recited a string of obscure words in a low voice, her voice low and strange, like a whisper from another world:

"The wound was cut deep into the flesh of existence, severing the line between the future and the past.

Affected by the ancient abscess, the gods swarmed towards the corpse like flies.

We wait in bloodless veins, with faith in those we know nothing about—no way to imagine that we can be greater.

Here we sleep—until our spirits become flesh."

Her voice seemed to have some kind of magic, and every syllable seemed to penetrate the client's reason and hit the deepest fears in her heart.

The client's face became increasingly pale, and his eyes were filled with unspeakable fear and confusion.

Lisa's palm gently rubbed the storage device, as if stroking some mysterious creature.

Her eyes became fanatical and focused, as if she was communicating with some invisible existence.

When the female forensic doctor recited, her voice seemed to be filled with blood-red viscosity, with a disgusting slippery feeling.

Every word she spoke seemed to come from some unknown abyss, and the overturned boundless beast seemed to have opened its eyes from the void, filled with endless darkness and fear.

White worms squirmed on the palms of her back, like some strange creature swimming under her skin.

As she chanted, a rune slowly emerged and appeared on her neck - "It is composed of three snakes. The snake bodies are intertwined with each other to form a complex and harmonious figure. The head of each snake faces respectively.

Different directions, the snake's eyes are sharp, and the words revealed seem to be vigilantly observing everything around it. The entire pattern is surrounded by a circular frame, as if to protect and restrict these winding creatures.』

This is one of the four carnal saints - [Seal of Sargon]

He represents darkness, secrecy, deceit, poison and justice.

His titles include: The Whisperer, The Crooked Shadow, The Faceless One, and...The Judgment of Ion.

Just when the white worms and runes appeared, the preservation liquid in the organ suddenly turned amber, emitting a strange light.

There was an indescribable rancid smell in the air, as if some ancient and decaying power was reviving.

Lisa's reciting voice became deeper and deeper, becoming more and more vague, as if she was summoning some ancient existence.

Her eyes became more and more fanatical, as if she was communicating with some invisible force.

The client's heartbeat accelerated and cold sweat rolled down his forehead. He felt as if he was in a nightmare scene from which he could not escape.

The female forensic doctor's voice was like a curse, echoing in every corner of the room.

Her palm left the storage device, the runes slowly dissipated, and the worms gradually receded, as if they had never appeared.

Her eyes regained their composure, but that fanatical light still remained in her eyes.

The female forensic doctor looked at the client who was almost incontinent with fear and did not hide her disgust.

She said coldly:

"I have used [Flesh Shaping Technique] and [Holy White Insect] to fix the activity of the organs and slow down their rate of decay."

After speaking, she threw the organ at the customer's feet and said with a cold tone, "Go to the agency and ask for a dose of the organ resuscitation potion I prepared. There is an additional charge for that."

Boom——

The organ fell to the ground, making a dull sound, and the preservation solution swayed slightly in the container, as if a cold breath was spreading in the room.

Lisa's eyes were as cold as blades, staring at the customer, as if waiting for his reaction.

The client bent down timidly and picked up the organ device with trembling hands.

His movements seemed extremely awkward, and he almost dropped the organ device to the ground.
To be continued...