Five years later, she surprised the world with her Zaizai

Zhang Yuan frowned: "Wen Yurong, what do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

The girl's eyes were light.

The delicate face and the slightly grimacing facial features are no different from the young girl in Zhang Yuan's impression. But for some reason, he always felt that Wen Yurong was different today.

Apart from his somewhat deep voice, there was an indescribable aura about him.

A pair of eyes were half-closed, seemingly without much emotion, but they were unprecedentedly unpredictable to him.

"Don't think that because you graduated from a prestigious university, you are arrogant to the leader!" Zhang Yuan pointed at her nose and warned.

"No?" She said without changing her expression: "Did I just say something to make you unhappy?"

Zhang Yuan thought for a long time and couldn't think of anything. He could only keep saying "You...you...".

Ning Nuannuan despises this kind of self-righteousness the most, thinking that as a small leader, she can be particularly good at pretending. By suppressing this and ostracizing that, she can gain a sense of accomplishment within her sphere of influence.

Wen Yurong has a soft-spoken character.

Ning Nuannuan is not.

With the few words she just replied, Ning Nuannuan has restrained herself enough.

She really wanted to teach Zhang Yuan a lesson, but after all, she was not the real Wen Yurong. She had more important things to verify, so she planned to swallow her anger and go to the dressing room to change clothes and disinfect.

Ning Nuannuan moved quickly.

At [-]:[-], Ning Nuannuan stood at the door of the autopsy room on time.

At nine o'clock, fellow assistant Shi Zhaocai followed Zhang Yuan, arriving late.

From the conversation between Ning Nuannuan and Zhang Yuan, she had already figured out that this person had average professional skills and was very moody and angry. Even if he wanted to tamper with the autopsy results, it didn't seem like he would be allowed to do such a thing...

She pretended to be Wen Yurong, and nothing happened along the way.

Now let’s see if there is a ghost in this Shi Zhao?

Zhang Yuan glanced at Ning Nuannuan and said in a bad tone: "What are you doing standing there? Push the door!"

"it is good."

Ning Nuannuan opened the door and walked into the anatomy room with them.

Under the green light, there was a body covered with white cloth.

Zhang Yuan stepped forward and uncovered it. It was He Ran's body on the autopsy table. He had many bruises on his body and a depression on his head. There was no scab on the blood in the depression.

With Ning Nuannuan's professional knowledge, he could determine that He Ran died of a serious head injury after just a few glances.

It seems that it corresponds to what Kang Jue told her. The bruises on his body were caused by him, even on his chest, but he did not hit He Ran's head.

An autopsy will also need to rule out other factors.

The actions that should be done and the procedures that should be followed cannot be missing.

Zhang Yuan glanced at Ning Nuannuan coldly and said, "You... you use a scalpel to open the skull."

It was not difficult to open the skull, but Ning Nuannuan could hear the hint of making things difficult.

She didn't care at all. She adjusted her eyes slightly and hummed slightly. She wished in her heart that she would open He Ran's head so that she could see the truth closer.

She has been using the scalpel for a year or two, and has seen all kinds of corpses. Now that she picked up the scalpel again, she was still so handy.

The blade fell on the back of his head.

The location is spot on.

The action is complete.

Ning Nuannuan just completed her normal operations, but in Zhang Yuan's eyes, this set of smooth movements was beyond his expectations.

Wen Yurong is timid.

If he scares her a little, the little girl can shake like a quail when holding a knife.

In the end, I had to call him "Director" and stand beside him to receive training and criticism.

But in front of him, her technique was very familiar, and every move was perfect. He, who has more than [-] years of forensic experience, could not find any flaws.

Seeing that things were backfired, Zhang Yuan frowned: "Wen Yurong, you really impressed me today!"