Wang Bin ostensibly handed over the two cases of myocardial infarction to Zhao Er, but he secretly came to the forensic laboratory.

Gao Lu, the director of the forensic laboratory, had just finished examining Xu Xiujie's body and was asking his assistant to push the body into the morgue when Wang Bin knocked on the door and walked in.

Gao Lu saw Wang Bin coming in, walked to the laboratory table, took off the gloves of one hand, opened the stainless steel drawer and took out a stack of materials and patted Wang Bin: "Captain Wang, are you here for this?"

Wang Bin took the information and glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's still the extremely smart Director Gao who understands me." ”

Gao Lu glanced at Wang Bin: "Come on, don't compliment me, I'm easy to take it seriously." Your Captain Wang came to my stinking forensic laboratory, what else can you do besides the autopsy report?"

This Gao Lu and the previously mentioned Wu Mingyu are a college graduate, the difference is that Wu Mingyu chose the major of dealing with living people, while Gao Lu chose the major of talking to corpses.

This Gao Lu has short hair over the ears, and he looks like a school flower, and his figure is also first-class, especially the model's slender legs under the white coat.

But I don't know if it's because I've stayed with the corpse too much or what.,The personality is a little cold.,㨃 (pronounced "duǐ") is never ambiguous when it comes to people.,But sometimes there's a contrast in this way.。

Wang Bin rubbed his nose to relieve the irritation of the smell of the potion, swept his eyes around, and asked, "Is there anything strange about these two heart attacks?"

Gao Lu didn't raise his head, and rummaged through the experimental equipment by himself: "From a medical point of view, there is nothing strange about it, it is a normal myocardial infarction." The deceased had no other wounds all over his body, and the characteristics of death were fully consistent with myocardial infarction. ”

"But if there's anything strange about it, it's probably that the two deceased were students. It stands to reason that students should be physically strong, and there are very few sudden deaths from myocardial infarction, but this time there are two deaths. But if there is an anomaly, it's a bit far-fetched, it's just a coincidence. ”

Wang Bin gave a perfunctory "um", walked to Xu Xiujie's corpse, stretched out his hand, and "touched" the corpse from head to toe in the air: "Hey, Gao'er, can you take out that Zhou Yu's corpse and let me take a look?"

Gao Lu sighed impatiently and asked his assistant to open the morgue containing Zhou Yu's body.

While Wang Bin was doing the same action on Zhou Yu's corpse as he did on Xu Xiujie's corpse, he stubbled with Gao Lu without saying a word: "Alas, it's a pity that you said that the two students ha, the flowers of the motherland withered before they bloomed, it's a pity." ”

Seeing that Gao Lu didn't pay attention to himself, he said to himself again: "There's no problem, I'll find my parents to come over tomorrow and take the corpses to the crematorium, it's not a matter to put them here." ”

Gao Lu couldn't help it: "Hey, I said Captain Wang, you still have something to do, haven't you seen that I am doing the test? ”

Wang Bin motioned to Gao Lu's assistant to push the corpse back and walked to Gao Lu's side: "Hey, what little girl and boy, aren't they all the same corpses in our eyes, don't you also see Xu Xiujie's corpse?"

Gao Lu put the test tube in his hand back into the test tube rack and raised his eyes to stare at Wang Bin.

Wang Bin was stunned and hurriedly walked out of the forensic laboratory. Gao Lu glanced at Wang Bin again, picked up the test tube on the test tube rack and continued the test.

Walking out of the forensic laboratory, Wang Bin, who was originally hippie and smiling, immediately put away his expression, he stared solemnly at the hand that had just "touched" the corpse, clenched that hand into a fist, and clenched it tightly.

Zhang Wen came out of the criminal investigation team and went home, bought some fruit downstairs, and packed a barbecue rice before going upstairs.

He turned on his computer, opened the disposable lunch box, and scanned the comments on the web novel he had posted while eating a delicious barbecue rice.

In addition to publishing interviews and writing scripts, Zhang Wen also posted several novels on the Internet, although the number of hits is not high, but there are still many comments.

For example, this "The author is good at elementary school philology, so he will send a novel......

And this "what a spicy chicken thing, pour a bowl of rice on the keyboard, the chicken is better than you write." ”

Zhang Wen used to spray with them for a while, but now he doesn't have that mind, as the saying goes, "Spit and spit and get used to it." ”

Zhang Wen just wants to write his own novel well, so that the editor on the website can make his work pass the review and sign the contract smoothly.

While reading the comments, a private message attracted his attention, and he pondered: You scolded and scolded, why did you send a private message to scold, is this too much?

He clicked on the private message and found that it was not scolding himself: "Hello Simi Mose, I read your "Hundred Days of Strange Talk", and the work is ...... Let's leave that out for now. Judging from what you wrote, I think you believe that there are ghosts in the world, and I hope you can reply to me in your free time, I seem to have touched something. - By the Dream"

Zhang Wen was a little interested in this private message of "Yimeng", and immediately replied: "Hello Yimeng, first of all, thank you for paying attention to my works. But I'm only slightly interested in this subject, and I can't talk about whether I believe it or not. ”

As soon as he finished typing this sentence, Zhang Wen suddenly remembered the strange thing two days ago, and immediately deleted the previous words and re-typed: "Hello Yimeng, you are right, I believe that there is such a thing in the world, please tell me your story." ”

Zhang Wengang replied to the private message, took two bites of rice, and replied: "Thank you for believing in me, in this way, the QR code below is my WeChat chat, please scan the code to add." We can talk about specific things there, and I'm in class right now, so I won't bother you with your work too much. ”

Zhang Wen took out his mobile phone to scan the code and added the micro-chat of "Yimeng", and Yimeng immediately passed Zhang Wen's friend application.

Zhang Wen was very curious about this Yimeng, so he clicked on her circle of friends, it didn't matter, Zhang Wen's eyes were almost on the screen.

This is a dream with foggy sideburns, and the facial features are also very exquisite, especially the breathtaking eyes. This woman's appearance is just as Tao Yuanming said: the beauty of the moment is clear, and the words and smiles are not distinguished.

Just as Zhang Wen was about to lick the screen, there was a sudden sound of Suo Suo from the kitchen.

Zhang Wen immediately put down his mobile phone, and his eyes scanned the room for anything that could be used as a weapon, after all, he was the one who had been attacked once. Seeing that there were dumbbells for his workout under the windowsill, he picked one up casually, held it to his ear, and tiptoed to the kitchen.

There was indeed a sound in the kitchen, like someone was eating something, and it was crispy, as if there was juice.

An idea suddenly popped up in Zhang Wen's mind: Could it be that there is a monster hiding in the kitchen to steal and eat people's heads?

As soon as this thought popped up, Zhang Wen'er was even more scared, he didn't want to see what it was, but who could guarantee that people wouldn't come over to eat him after eating it?

Zhang Wen took a deep breath and emboldened himself, first leaned against the wall and walked to the door of the bedroom, and then suddenly rushed out with a shout.

The scene in front of him made Zhang Wen stay in place, at a loss.

He saw a man in a purple robe eating the apple he had just bought!

The old man was nearly two meters tall and looked very peculiar, and when he saw Zhang Wen rushing out with an iron bump, the old man also put down the apple in his hand and froze in place.

Seeing that Zhang Wen didn't speak for a long time, the old man continued to eat apples and said vaguely: "You, don't be afraid." I'm not a bad person, I'm an immortal in this sky, called Zhang Ling. You can call me Master Zhang Tianshi or Master Zhengtian. ”

After listening to this, Zhang Wen put down the dumbbell sluggishly, still standing still.

Zhang Ling finished eating an apple, pouted a banana from the bag, peeled it, and put it in his mouth: "Really, I promise in the name of Zhengtian Shi that I won't lie to you." ”

Zhang Wen gradually eased up, and immediately squatted down to pick up the dumbbell and rushed towards the big man who was nearly two meters away: "Damn the dead thief, dare to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf when stealing things, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you!"