A jiyou comes out of the closet

The soon-to-be-concluded "Correcting Handbook of Sickness" and the upcoming climax of "Into the King's Heart" will be updated at the same time, which makes the readers of the two articles wonder. There is no announcement, and the author is not a person who likes to update. Did it stop out of nowhere?

In fact, the two of them had long forgotten that they were still writing...

Fu Wen's first actual combat exercise as Jiang Wanqing's assistant turned out to be a roommate with whom he used to get along day and night.She didn't even dare to breathe heavily, for fear of disturbing the soul of the deceased.Jiang Wanqing patted her on the shoulder: "Sorry, go and take the form I printed just now, and you can write whatever I want you to remember."

Fu Wen looked at Jiang Wanqing who had armed herself in pure white again, nodded, and acted according to her words.Everyone in the special case team performed their duties, just like Jiang Wanqing was not in charge of investigating the case, Su Lin and the others would not enter the autopsy room without authorization to interfere with her work. They are not good at the other party's field, and if they help blindly, they will cause trouble.

Jiang Wanqing, who had been sterilized all over his body, put on an anti-bacterial hood and mask for Fu Wen, put on his gloves in a leisurely manner, and spread out a row of silver knives of different styles on the operating table. She shuddered, and when she saw Rong Zixin's pale and painful face again, she felt frightened and distressed.

Jiang Wanqing's eyes glanced at the forbearing Fu Wen, and his eyes were bent: "Are you scared?" Fu Wen was stunned for a moment, but his mouth was stiff: "Anyway, you are here, what am I afraid of."

Jiang Wanqing shook his head helplessly, and lifted the white cloth covering the lower body of the corpse. As soon as he reached his skirt, he was startled by Fu Wen's loud roar: "What are you doing!"

"You're scaring me to death!" Jiang Wanqing also growled at her, "Check, what else can I do?" Fu Wen stared at her round eyes: "Then why are you taking off her skirt?"

Jiang Wanqing glanced at Fu Min with the eyes of a mentally retarded person, and Fu Min rolled her eyes back. Seeing Jiang Wanqing slowly put down her hand, she pondered for a while before slowly saying: "The content of the case needs to be kept secret, but you are also half-hearted." I have joined the task force, since I am an assistant, I can tell you something."

"The first corpse appeared two months ago. The deceased was a white-collar worker in a nearby office building. The chest and abdomen of the corpse were torn open, and the heart was doused in black ink and placed beside her. The scene was treated very cleanly. No fingerprints, no footprints, no traces. At that time, I thought it was just an ordinary murder, but it didn't take long for another female corpse to appear." Jiang Wanqing calmly told the case, once Fu Wen's brain entered the link of logical thinking, It will automatically ignore all the external environment, and continue to listen carefully after saying "um", for a while, only a gentle female voice echoed in the autopsy room.

"The second female corpse was a librarian before she was alive, and her death condition was exactly the same as the first one. The higher-ups dispatched people from various branches to form a task force. A male hair was found around the corpse. After DNA comparison , it is confirmed that it belongs to the fourth male corpse."

"Wait," Fu Wen suddenly interrupted Jiang Wanqing, "Male corpse? Is this the only male among the five corpses that have appeared so far?" Appeared one after another, the dead were all women, they were white-collar workers in office buildings, librarians, and students, and the cause of death without exception was rape|homicide.”

Fu Wen's breath was stagnant, and she stared at Rong Zixin's lower body in disbelief. Jiang Wanqing spread her hands: "Now you know what I'm going to check." Folding his arms, he made a bold guess: "Since the hair of the fourth male corpse appeared next to the second deceased, could it be that he was the former murderer, and because of certain interests, the new murderer silenced him?" Continue to commit crimes?"

Jiang Wanqing scratched his head: "I don't know how to analyze the case, I don't know. I heard from the team leader and Ji Huihao that they had been so suspicious before, but no semen from the male corpse was found in the bodies of the first three female corpses. |It is possible, but there is no definite evidence. Besides, he is dead, so there is no way to judge. "

Fu Wen was surprised: "How can you not analyze?" Jiang Wanqing was even more surprised: "Should I? I'm not from the Criminal Investigation Department."

Just hearing what my mother said about Jiang Wanqing before, Fu Wen subconsciously thought that the woman in front of her was a genius, who could write and fight, who knew she could not know something.Jiang Wanqing looked at her with envy: "I'm not a talented player, but you are."

Fu Wen didn't understand what she meant, but in the blink of an eye, Jiang Wanqing was about to pull Rong Zixin's skirt again, so she hurriedly grabbed her hand: "You...do you have to check?"

"Nonsense, this is professional ethics!" Jiang Wanqing stared wide-eyed, "Even if the heart-digging is in line, you have to confirm whether the deceased was raped|raped during his lifetime. .”

The more Fu Wen thought about it, the more awkward she became. She was very unwilling to let Jiang Wanqing do this kind of thing, especially when she thought about how several female corpses had been "examined" by Jiang Wanqing before, the feeling of uneasiness that grew from the bottom of her heart became even stronger.Jiang Wanqing looked at Fu Wen's unpredictable face with a dazed expression, wondering if the child had been stimulated by something, so she decided to do it directly and not to talk to her, but Fu Wen stopped her and said forcefully:

"I'll come, it's normal for an assistant to help, just stay and go."

Jiang Wanqing was very suspicious: "Do you know how to check, you have to put your legs first..."

Fu Wen's face swelled up like a monkey's ass, and he roared like a mountain beam: "Shut up!"

Jiang Wanqing murmured: "...Oh."

Jiang Wanqing sat on the side and looked at Fu Wen's stiff back, and let her do it in a leisurely manner. For the first time, he knew how cool it was to have a little follower by his side.She opened a can of soda and drank comfortably, while Fu Wen was sweating profusely. How could she have done such a thing?

But seeing the ancestor who was resting happily, he was very skilled and calm in the examination, and he had seen so many bodies of men and women, Fu Wen wished to drag her away, and never let her be a forensic doctor again.At least in the eyes of outsiders, this job is terrifying, bloody and tiring, why shut yourself in an autopsy room and refuse to go out...

Fu Wen was stunned inadvertently.

"I don't know what stimulated me..." Mom's words reminded her, Fu Wen inadvertently glanced at Jiang Wanqing's calm face after the examination: Is it because she refused to go out of the autopsy room, or her own heart?

Jiang Wanqing put down the soda can, got up and stretched, and asked lazily, "How is it?" Fu Wen's voice trembled when she answered, "It's the...dead one."

She didn't like the human body very much, and seeing the bloody side again, she was afraid that she might get a needle's eye.Thinking of the time when Rong Zixin was in the dormitory with her boyfriend from another place on the phone to show her affection, and looking at her now, Fu Wen's heart felt faintly blocked. Even if she was not very close, she was still a living person who got along day and night. To die so badly, it would be hard for anyone to accept it for a while.

Jiang Wanqing used a needle to draw a blood sample. During the period, there was silence in the autopsy room. Fu Min pursed her lips and tried to ask, "Why do you want to be a forensic doctor?"

Jiang Wanqing's hand paused slightly, and Fu Wen responded sensitively immediately: "If you don't want to say..."

"No," Jiang Wanqing smiled, and shrugged her shoulders a few times. She turned her back to Fu Min, who couldn't see her expression, so she could only listen to her casually say, "I'm just curious that you took so long to ask, and why did you ask?" I thought you couldn't hold it anymore."

Fu Wen scratched her head, and Jiang Wanqing explained unhurriedly: "At the beginning, I wanted to be a president... Don't laugh, to be honest." Fu Wen grinned, revealing a row of white teeth: "No Smile, you continue to talk, I'm listening."

"I'm a layman, I like money, how many times have I dreamed that I drive a Cadillac with my eyes closed, live on a private island, and keep a liger as a pet, but that's just a dream. Not all literati have noble bones, and not all warriors are like that. An impulsive and irritable reckless man, practicing boxing and writing are just hobbies. At that time, I thought about making money to start a big company, buying a small villa for my old man and old lady, and letting the group of dogs who looked down on me before Look, who is the trash!"

When Jiang Wanqing spoke, she always had the arrogant style of the second generation ancestor, but now she was speaking in an unstable mood, sounding like an old man with a reserved edge: "However, I later found that in order to prove myself to those weak chickens, I used anger as a way forward. My motivation is like a mental retardation. Before the schizophrenia is cured..."

Fu Wen was taken aback, Jiang Wanqing looked at Fu Wen's stunned face, and couldn't figure it out: "Huh? Didn't I tell you?" The corner of Fu Wen's mouth twitched for a long time: "No."

"It's really old and forgetful," Jiang Wanqing murmured to himself, "Anyway, I just didn't have a good time for a while, and I was mentally abnormal for a while. I planned to go to the psychology class held by the medical school for self-healing, but it turned out I went to the wrong classroom. I got blood on my hands, and I got used to the smell of formalin, and suddenly felt that I was more pursuing than money. People will die sooner or later in life, and if you don’t bring money with you, it’s boring.”

As soon as the words were finished, Jiang Wanqing felt that she was at a loss: she was ashamed to die of shaking so many old things, but Fu Wen never told her about the past at all. Going to speak.

However, Fu Wen held her face and smiled: "It's pretty good."

There is no consolation, and there is no breaking the casserole to ask the end. After all, it is a past that I don’t want to recall. There is no need to know too much, and I know the essence. Anyway, now this person is willing to tell her something, it is very good.

Trust at least.

"Qingqing, with your character, if you are bullied, you will definitely fight back." Fu Wen asked.Jiang Wanqing nodded naturally: "As long as it's not my fault, I'll beat you to death."

Fu Wen sighed, and smiled helplessly: "That's right, you female bandit."

— but she is not.The more she trusts the person, the more she cares, the more... the less she can imagine Jiang Wanqing's reaction after being known to be so unbearable.

Most likely it is contempt.

Jiang Wanqing rolled her eyes, as if she wanted to speak, but Fu Wen frowned, and turned to Rong Zixin's right hand: "Look at her index finger, there is blood."

The attention of the two of them was immediately focused on that finger, and Fu Wen pursed her lips: "This denim skirt was bought by her and An Ruo together as sisters' clothes. It is quite special. Most people don't notice that there is a pocket. !"

Fu Wen didn't wear gloves, so it was inconvenient to destroy the evidence, so Jiang Wanqing became a little assistant, and took out the mobile phone in his pocket according to his words, and there was a blood fingerprint in the center of the screen.She pointed Rong Zixin's index finger at the fingerprint unlocking place, and pressed lightly.

Fu Wen pushed the frame and took a deep breath: "Qingqing, you are very familiar with this interface."

Jiang Wanqing stared blankly at the blood fingerprint printed on the word "Yuno" on the screen, which was "Death Forbidden Love", which is not a nightmare.

The author has something to say: Brainstorming is not brainburning. After all, I can't write too many treacherous cases with my brain power. But, when the real murderer is finally revealed, someone may "fuck you"...

Last night, I read and listened to my own text in Jinjiang's voice. My mother, I was rolling on the bed in the middle of the night laughing.