After more than ten minutes, my colleagues from the bureau rushed over and saw that I was obviously a little frightened: "Sister Leng, are you so fast......?"

He looked at what I was wearing and thought something was incredible. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'll live downstairs!" I walked over and took the gloves they handed me: "Take pictures first, record the scene." ”

"Good!"

I walked over, dragged the sack out under the couch, opened it, and sure enough!

It's another case of dismemberment.

After a while, Lin Jiayu and Peng Zigao also hurried over.

"Sister Leng, you are too violent, you actually ......do it directly" Lin Jiayu walked up to me, he curiously leaned over and glanced at the sack, and directly lay on the balcony to vomit.

"Vomit ......"

"Is that an exaggeration?" I gave him a blank look, and opened the sack on the balcony as well.

It contained an arm.

Lin Jiayu glanced at it and began to vomit again.

"I can't even overcome this little psychological problem, how can I be a policeman?"

Lin Jiayu's posture is eager to spit out all the bile.

"If you become a forensic doctor, I guess you won't want to eat meat in your life. I tapped him on the shoulder and walked to the bathroom.

Peng Zigao also put on gloves and began to investigate, these two guys are quite well-informed, I didn't expect to rush over so soon.

After arranging the scene, I went straight downstairs. Let's change your clothes first, and then wear pajamas to handle the case...... I guess I'm the first person in the police circle. If it was photographed by a reporter, would the headline read, 'A certain policeman did his duty and handled the case in pajamas?'

When I walked to the door, I was about to enter the door when I suddenly remembered what my grandfather said: You can't go directly to the door if you are involved in the funeral, you must put something on your body outside the door, and you can't look back, otherwise you will be unlucky.

I hesitated, and all I could throw was my belt.

Throw the belt behind you, open the door and walk in.

After changing his clothes, he went upstairs to take a look, and the body had been brought back to the bureau. At first, the young man was still sitting on the steps of the doorway, looking very sad.

"What's your name?" I said.

He glanced up at me and began to answer, "My name is Chen Lin." ”

"The deceased is your puppet friend?"

"Hmm!" he nodded.

......I sighed and stuffed my notebook into my bag, "Please go back with me to make a note." ”

He hesitated for a moment, staring at the open door, where there were still several staff members cleaning up the site.

"Don't worry, we'll take care of it. ”

"Well, okay. ”

When I walked to the parking lot, I realized that the car was thrown on the side of the road by Mo Yiming, and I hadn't driven back yet.

Ah, what a hassle!

Forget it, take a taxi.

When I arrived at the bureau, Chen Lin followed my colleagues in the interrogation room, and I had to go to the dissection room to have a look. The corpse was sent to the autopsy room, and the new trainee forensic doctor did not know if it was reliable.

As soon as I stepped into the dissection room, I saw a young girl, who looked quite young.

I didn't disturb her work and walked over gently.

She took notes, turned around and found me standing behind her.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't see ......"

"It's okay, keep working. I smiled.

I like her a lot, she's serious and not so squeamish. Seeing the corpse without a trace of panic and fear, calm and composed, this is a basic quality that a good forensic doctor must have.

Picked up the notebook she had just recorded and looked at it, it was exactly the same as the previous cases.

The case seems to be getting more and more complicated, did the murderer deliberately commit the crime upstairs in me? Or is it really that coincidental, just accidental?