My Reaper is a bit fierce

Xie Fanyu quietly saved the operation plan, which was only for the last week's operations, but he didn't expect that there were as many as forty operations, and on average, there were five or six operations a day.

When he was busy, Meng Yongzhao had three major surgeries every day, each lasting two and a half hours.

Meng Yongzhao had already set an alarm clock for 15 minutes, fell asleep quickly, and took the time to adjust his state.

All the surgeons have developed a habit of falling asleep on the spot, wanting to sleep, wanting to sleep, not worrying about insomnia at all, only worrying about lack of sleep.

Xie Fanyu put away his phone and took out his tablet to write a summary.

Although he has always been a god-like existence in school, writing summaries always gives him a headache. When he was studying forensic medicine, he had to remember those things, which cast a shadow over him.

And this time the summary has to be written in a serious, reserved and compelling manner, so that Xi Wenlan, who pretends to be a monster, cannot be given a chance to laugh at him.

But to sum up... Do you want to write about the failures when you confronted Meng Yongzhao?

And the few accidents that happened to the Soul Eater, do we need to mention it?

No matter how you think about it, it's Meng Yongzhao's fault!

Xie Fanyu pinched a corner of the tablet.

At this time, the technicians from the underworld arrived to repair the car, and Xie Fanyu went downstairs to take them to reinstall the car glass.

"It was broken by a mortal?" The underworld man in ordinary work clothes asked, looking at the empty co-pilot window.

"...Well." Xie Fanyu confirmed with great reluctance.

"It seems that we should make it stronger," he sighed and began to work. "The materials for imprisoning souls are very expensive."

And the money must be paid by Xie Fanyu himself.

When Xie Fanyu scanned the QR code to pay for the more than 1000 yuan, he squeezed his phone tightly.After returning back, he used his own memory to draw the face of the culprit non-stop, and then put it in SR for scanning.

Then he locked a 20-year-old college student named Feng Shuo at a glance.

Very good, robbing money and hurting people, bullying to death, I want to see how good you are.

Xie Fanyu wouldn't be so eager to deal with him if it was only because the man failed to rob him last time and only hurt him. But the more than 1000 he spent today completely made him so angry that he couldn't bear it.

But...Feng Shuo's death was decades later. According to the degree of death of this person, how could he live for so long?

Xie Fanyu felt restless and felt powerless.

No, what he needs now is to think about what to do.

**

It rained heavily in the past few days in early June, and the humidity near the Black Lake Park was very heavy, but when the sky cleared, it still attracted some tourists.

Black Lake Park covers an area of ​​several thousand mu, and is the largest park in Ningcheng. To the north is a river, which forms the boundary of the park. It is next to an amusement park called Sunset Creek, and to the south is the Black Lake. A circle has been built around it. Casual European architecture.

Of course, Xie Fanyu didn't come here for fun. Just as he was looking for a specific location according to the navigation instructions, he bumped into Meng Yongzhao who came from nowhere.

Xie Fanyu originally just felt a figure in front of him, and naturally wanted to avoid it, but when he raised his eyes, he saw this very presence face.

"Why are you here?" It was not easy for Xie Fanyu to keep calm, and he choked out a few words from his throat.

"I didn't expect such a coincidence." Meng Yongzhao's eyes were bright, with a more relaxed smile on his face than usual, "Today is a holiday, come out and relax."

Meng Yongzhao frowned suddenly, stretched out his hand to hold him, and said in a low voice, "What happened to the back of your hand?"