[Comprehensive] The world only science and engineering students know

New York-Presbyterian Hospital

Mi Zao and Sherlock successfully sneaked into the hospital, walking in the night like two nimble black cats.

"According to what we said before, if things change, I'll figure out a way." Mi Zao said softly.

Sherlock glanced at her, but said nothing.

The two quickly walked outside the mortuary. There were guards on duty at night, but they didn't know what was going on. The lights in the duty room were turned off.

Mi Zao and Sherlock looked at each other and slowed down.Mi Zao opened the door of the duty room before the other party, and the staff inside were lying on the table.

"In a coma."

Mi Zao touched the other party's neck and nose, and said softly.

"Ha, it seems that someone came here before us." Sherlock looked excited.

"Let's go." The two cleared the traces of entering the room and walked quickly to the morgue.

It was already late at night, but the lights in the morgue were on. The blue lights shrouded the corpses covered in white cloths, and a creepy feeling enveloped their hoods.

But Mi Zao and Sherlock didn't have any fear at this time, their faces showed a vigilance mixed with surprise——

"who are you?"

The woman in front of her had already opened the white cloth covering the body of the deceased, she turned her face, and in front of the two of them was a face that both Mi Zao and Sherlock were familiar with—the face of Mi Zao.

Apart from the different hairstyles, Mi Zao and the woman in front of her even wear the same style of glasses - diamond cut, purple frame.

"Mi Zao" with big wavy purple curly hair smiled, and she slowly put down the scalpel in her hand, "What do you think?"

"Doesn't belong to this world, Miss Mi Zao?"

"Are you me in this world?"

"Yes. But my name is not Mi Zao. This name is too stupid. My name is Mi K. You can also call me Miss Mi, the doctor, or—"

Before Mi K finished speaking, Sherlock interrupted: "You are a killer, and a killer with superb anatomical skills."

"Oh, as expected of Mycroft's younger brother, he actually recognized my identity at a glance." Mi K smiled and turned her head away, "Then tell me how this man died."

"You killed it."

Sherlock spoke surprisingly.

"Hahaha." Mi K smiled, "It's great, but there is no reward, because I'm just one of the murderers. There are two real murderers in this case."

"You want to get the answer by dissecting this person." Mi Zao said looking at the woman who looked exactly like herself in front of her.

"Yeah, I'm very curious, who dares to meddle in my mother's business, you know, it's very expensive for my mother to kill a person, and when I know who did it, I'm going to wring his head off!" Mi K stared blankly at the cheek of the female corpse and said.

"Are you short of money?" Mi Zao said as she walked forward.Seeing this, Sherlock also moved forward quietly.

"Lack of money? Heh, if I'm short of money, I'm a ghost. Game of life, Mi Zao. To be honest, I'm still very excited to see you."

"What do you mean?" Mi Zao was puzzled.

"You are the source of all Mi Zao. If any of us wants to kill or hurt you, we will disappear too. Therefore, all Mi Zao discussed and decided that the world where you exist will be the most harmless .All other worlds where Mi Zao exists are full of different dangers. For example, this place where I exist.”

Mi K picked up the scalpel and was about to continue her work. Just as she was inserting the scissors into the belly of the female corpse, Mi Zao said:

"If it's the most harmless, why did my parents and aunt die?"

"You're so smart, how come you don't know the answer."

As soon as Mi K raised her head, she smelled a foul smell of powder, and then she didn't know anything.

"She was defeated by you on purpose."

Sherlock looked at Mi Zao who stuck the "smelly talisman" on the opponent's nose, gloating.

"Perhaps." Mi Zao took out a bundle of ropes soaked in Bodhi water from his pocket, tied Mi K up three times, and tore off the talisman paper along the way.

This person must have killed a lot of people, otherwise he would not have so many karma, so it is best to use this rope.It is easy for other people to break free, but for her, it is basically impossible, and no one else can break free for her.

"Mi Zao in every world is the same and different. I know myself too well. I was originally an atheist, but after I have been to other worlds." Mi Zao said with emotion after tying her up.

"You believe in religion?" Sherlock showed a mocking expression.

"No, I believe in atheism even more firmly." Mi Zao said seriously.

Sherlock: ...

"It's just that there are some differences between my original atheism and the current atheism." Mi Zao tapped his temple with his finger, "I probably sorted out some things now. For example, what kind of creature is the incense god, what kind of creature is the god worshiped by human beings, etc. .”

"So you're using biology to answer that question," Sherlock said.

"It can be understood in this way. After the autopsy, let me explain it to you."

Mi Zao took out his mobile phone from his bag, "The current situation is that we should call the police."

"Are you crazy?" Sherlock looked at her with eyes like a mental retardation.

"I didn't dissect people, so I have nothing to worry about. Besides," Mi Zao pulled the white cloth off the female corpse. On the left hand side of the female corpse, the hearts, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were neatly arranged according to size, and the large intestine was like a ball of thread Wrapped together in the same way: "They are all dissected like this. If you don't call the police, we will take pills."

Sherlock: ...

"You will be suspected by the police." After a while, Sherlock said.

"It's okay, anyway, in the eyes of you Europeans, we Asians all look alike."

Mi Zao had plausible words.

Sherlock: ...

This is no fun to play!

Mi Zao dialed [-], and after a while, sirens buzzed outside the house. Ten seconds later, several policemen in police uniforms rushed into the morgue. Sherlock looked at Mi Zao, and Mi Zao clapped his hand Pointing to Mi K who was fainted on the ground, then pointing to the neatly dissected internal organs on the bed: "She did it."

The faces of several policemen gradually changed from rosy to green, and then from green to blue.

Mi Zao knelt down and straightened Mi K's face so that the police could see clearly: "When we arrived, she had already dissected the corpse."

"It's so late, what are you doing here?"

asked a blonde policewoman, her blue eyes like two glass balls under the blue light.

Sherlock was about to make up a lie to deceive the police, but Mi Zao spoke first: "The deceased's work unit was the same as my aunt's work unit."

"Your aunt?" The blonde policewoman's eyes suddenly changed, softening a lot, and the glass ball turned into two crystal clear blue crystals.

"Five years ago, my aunt died inexplicably." Mi Zao smiled, "But the case was closed hastily. When she died, there was no wound on her body. I hadn't obtained the relevant qualification certificate of forensic medicine at that time, so she was dismissed." Hastily cremated. Now, there is a chance to get justice for her, and I will seize it no matter what."

Saying that, Mi Zao took out the qualification certificate that Sherlock gave her from her breast pocket.

The blond-haired policewoman took the qualification certificate, flipped through it, and looked at her more tenderly, with respect and pity: "Nevertheless, don't autopsy the deceased without the permission of the family. Fortunately, you didn't Use the knife, and when the family members of the deceased get the news, several of my colleagues and I will testify for you, don’t worry. I will take this person away. I will notify you when the matter progresses further.”

"However, how did you put this person down?" A tall and thin male policeman next to him stepped forward and lifted Mi K up: "Look at her muscles, she is in good physical condition."

"Kung fu." Mi Zao posed in a classic Bruce Lee pose, and the male policeman looked stunned, "I understand, I understand."

"Also, I have important clues to provide." Mi Zao said.

"What clue?" The blonde policewoman looked up.

"The deceased died of murder, this is what the woman said before she fainted. She is also a forensic doctor. You can see the results of her autopsy."

As he spoke, Mi Zao pointed to the pile of heart, liver, spleen and lungs beside the deceased.

All the police: ...

"Okay, we got it." The policewoman waved her hand, "Jack, let's go first, Tim, you stay. You two, follow me too."

The fat policeman named Tim nodded, and the policewoman led Mi K and others away.

Sitting in the police car, Sherlock looked at the policeman driving in front of him, and typed quickly on his mobile phone: "Why do you want to tell the truth?"

After typing, move the phone to a place where Mi Zao can see it.

After reading it, Mi Zao replied: "No one is stupid, and women are creatures whose emotional injury determines their IQ. As long as they win their sympathy and the sense of justice and responsibility they think in their hearts, they are willing to do anything."

Sherlock looked at her deeply, and then wrote: "I found that there is another characteristic in your communication. Although you tell the truth, you don't tell all of it, but only part of it. Is this also a Chinese communication skill? "

Mi Zao smiled and said nothing, Sherlock understood what she meant.

The police car roared all the way.It was already two o'clock in the morning when Mi Zao entered the police station, and she yawned, "Lend me your scarf."

Sherlock handed over the scarf for no apparent reason.

Mi Zao spread the scarves layer by layer on the armrest, tested the softness, tilted her head, and lay down on the chair sideways to sleep.

Sherlock: ...

As soon as policewoman Susan entered the door, she saw a beautiful picture of a man pulling a scarf and a man not allowed to do so.

Susan: ...

"Get up, I have something to ask you two." Susan said.

Mi Zao rubbed her eyes and sat up from the chair, "I'm so sleepy."

"The questioning will be over in a while. If there is no problem, you can go home." Susan said.

"What's the problem?" Mi Zao asked.

"What's your relationship with the international killer Mi K?"

asked Susan.

"Mi K?" Mi Zao frowned, "Who dissected it?"

"Yes."

"It doesn't matter."

"But you look alike." Susan said, "Sorry, it's rude to ask, but this is our job."

Mi Zao nodded politely, then took out her mobile phone from her pocket, searched for a photo of Ma Yun, and showed it to Susan: "Do you know who he is?"

"Jack Ma, I know, very famous, the boss of Alibaba. Does this have anything to do with the question I asked?"

Susan was puzzled.

Mi Zao nodded, and searched for a picture of "little Ma Yun" that was revealed before, who looked exactly like Ma Yun when he was a child: "Who is this?"

"Ma Yun's childhood." Susan said.

"No, in fact, this is a kid who became popular on the Internet because he looks a lot like Ma Yun." Mi Zao said, "So, the resemblance doesn't mean anything. The experience is completely different, and the shape is completely different. Two people."

Susan nodded: "It hasn't been reported in the United States. You send me these two photos, and I just sent them to my Youtube. Maybe my account can still become popular."

Mi Zao & Sherlock: ...

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