"Anatomy?"

In Xia Dong's office of the forensic team, Hong Ying Huoran stood up, stared at Ye Fan with a pair of blood-red eyes, his face was no longer the kindness and sunshine of the past, his eyebrows were a little angry, and he gritted his teeth and said: "My eldest brother has died so miserably, you still want to dissect my eldest brother?" Ye Fan, even if my eldest brother offends you, he is already dead, why do you still refuse to let him go, you are so good to you, you ......?"

"Shut up. Hong Wuxing drank Hong Ying calmly.

"Uncle. Hong Ying shouted dissatisfiedly.

Hong Wuxing didn't look at him, he turned his head to look at his younger brother who was sitting silently next to him, since he knew last night that the Hong family had been inherited to the 'hanging door', he had been like this, which made him worried, he would rather he cry and vent it than hold it in his heart like this, and hold it until he was hurt internally.

"Ah Kun, you decide this matter. Hong Wuxing gritted his teeth and said, if he didn't want Ah Yi to dissect, even if he tried to disobey Ye Zu's wishes, he would be on his side.

Hong Wukun hung his head, sat still, and was silent for a long time, the eyes of the whole room fell on him, and only after half a sound did he slowly raise his head, his face was dead, and he looked at Hong Ying and said, "A-Ying, you go out first." ”

"Dad......" Hong Ying frowned, withdrew his unspoken words under his gaze, glared at Ye Fan, and went out with a full body of anger.

Ye Fan turned his head and said to Team Chang and Xia Dong: "Team Chang, Senior Xia, you go out and wait for me first." ”

Team Chang and Xia Dong looked at Hong Wukun and didn't say anything, just bowed their heads and left the office.

There were only the three of them in the office, and Hong Wukun suddenly knelt down towards Ye Fan.

"Second Uncle Hong. Ye Fan was shocked by his sudden move, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the person up.

Hong Wukun knelt still, pressed Ye Fan's arm with both hands, raised his head, the corners of his eyes were cracked, oozing blood, and his voice was hoarse: "Hong Wukun didn't know that Ye Zu was the master of my Hong family's ancestors before. ”

Ye Fan gently lifted the person up from the ground, helped him sit back on the sofa, and sighed: "Second Uncle Hong, don't say that, in Ye Fan's heart, you are Brother Lu's uncle, that is, my uncle, Ye Zu died thousands of years ago, you really don't need to ......"

"Ye Zu. Hong Wuxing had expected Hong Wukun's actions and didn't stop them, but when he heard Ye Fan repeating the same old tune again, he couldn't help but interrupt her, and quickly knelt down on one knee to plead guilty.

After Ye Fan finished helping this, she turned around to help the other, and sighed helplessly, she really couldn't understand the belief in their mouths, what kind of thing was so deep in the bones and blood.

Thousands of years have passed, and she is no longer the Ye Zu she used to be, why can they still worship her as a god like this, and worship her without limits.

Even if she just knew what Hong Wukun was in the 'hanging door', her attitude towards her had completely changed, and she could feel the belief derived from his kneeling.

Helpless to compromise, Ye Fan didn't say anything anymore, she stood in front of them, suppressed and stopped letting them kneel at every turn, and talked about Hong Yi's case.

"Hong Yi's case is very complicated, the murderer killed another woman before killing him, that is, the one that the police suspected Hong Yi of killing, was killed in the same cruel way, the murderer was very cautious, and left almost no useful evidence at the scene, if you want to find out the murderer as soon as possible, you must autopsy and conduct a deeper autopsy. ”

It stands to reason that there are some things that should not be said to the victim's family, but Ye Fan still said it: "Hong Yi's autopsy was done by me, I found something on his corpse, before he died, he exploded his internal strength, injured the murderer, and it is very likely that he swallowed something into his body." ”

Hearing Ye Fan say this, Hong Wukun raised his eyelids, opened his mouth and said, "Ye Zu, I agree to the autopsy." ”

"......" Ye Fan was ready for him to refuse, after all, how much he loved Hong Yi's son, she saw it in her eyes, but she didn't expect her to say a few words, and he agreed.

"People are dead, and all that's left is a shell. Hong Wukun pulled the corners of his mouth, pulling out an arc that was more ugly than crying, "What's more, it's the clues that Ah Yi left us before he died, I, who is a father, can't pull his hind legs, as long as I can find the murderer, I agree with anything." ”

Ye Fan glanced at him deeply, turned around, and took a document from the table and handed it to his eyes: "This is the autopsy consent form." ”

Hong Wukun took it, picked up the pen without hesitation and signed the consent form, and then handed it to Ye Fan, his hand was shaking all the time.

Ye Fan took it, looked at the somewhat crooked signature, and looked up at his gray hair and lifeless face, which was ten years older than yesterday, pursed the corners of his lips, and suddenly said: "Second Uncle Hong, you have to take care of your body, Hong Yi He cares about you very much." ”

Hong Wukun's originally lifeless face suddenly shook, his pupils widened, his red eyes leaned over and grabbed Ye Fan's hand, grabbing the green tendons on the back of his hand, and his voice trembled excitedly: "Ye, Ye Zu, what do you mean by this? You can see Ah Yi, right?"

"Yes. Ye Fan nodded, not concealing.

Hong Wukun wanted to kneel down for Ye Fan again, but was stopped by an invisible force, he could only hold her hand tighter, and kept kowtowing and begging: "Ye Zu, please, let me see Ah Yi on the one side, just on the other, please." ”

"Second Uncle Hong, you calm down first. Ye Fan glanced at Hong Wuxing, and after he calmed Hong Wukun, he said: "Wait for the real murderer, if possible, I will let you meet." ”

"Thank you, thank you Ye Zu. Hong Wukun's tears that he had been holding back for so long finally fell, and once he vented, he couldn't stop it anymore, crying so much that his liver and intestines were broken.

Ye Fan took the tissue to him, and at the same time took out a condensing talisman and shook it in front of his head, and the condensing talisman ignited without fire, turning into a puff of green smoke and flying into his head.

The head that has been confused since last night instantly cleared up, and vented again, Hong Wukun's spirit looked a lot better.

After his emotions calmed down, Ye Fan didn't know when, holding a notebook and a pen in his hand, he asked, "Second Uncle Hong, there are a few questions about Hong Yi, I want to ask you." ”

Hong Wukun wiped his face with both hands, and said in a dumb voice, "Lord Ye Zu, may I ask." ”

"Seven years ago, that is, in 2012, Hong Yi was still studying at University A, do you know that there was anything special that happened to him that year?" Ye Fan asked.

"2012?" Hong Wukun recalled, his brows furrowed deeply.

"It could have something to do with a girl. Ye Fan reminded.

The blankness in Hong Wukun's eyes dissipated, a strange color appeared, and he blurted out: "Could it be her?"