322 A Foreign Letter

"Hmm…" Wu Siyu woke up blurrily from the sofa and practically sleep-walked her way out of the morgue before returning. Just as she was about to slump down on the sofa, something struck her and she stopped. She turned around and stumbled over to the autopsy table. The autopsy had reached the fifth day. The autopsy team had switched multiple times but one figure had remained the same. Gu Jun was currently focusing on the dissection of the Deep One's lower right ankle. When the fourth 24 hour passed, the completion rate was at 82 percent; there was another 5 hours to the next 24 hour. Once the 5th 24 hour was reached, the completion rate was 96 percent. It was close to the end now…