Whether it's cold in winter or hot summer, Irina the forensic doctor who lives in the flood area and whose studio is also located in the flood area, will get up before dawn and go for a morning run. When the sun rises and shines its first rays on the water-soaked metropolis, she begins her journey back.

On the route of Irina's morning run, she would pass a fishing pier, and the workers on the dock and the returning fishermen were familiar with Irina, so it became a habit to greet each other.

After almost 40 years of recovery, both the metropolis and the pool of sewage have regained their vitality, and although the sewage has not yet been purified to the point of direct drinking, some of the aquatic products are already edible.

Of course, this edible refers to the people below the common people, and the dignitaries and even the middle class sometimes just want to find some excitement, so they will invite some chefs to process it, and then open their mouths to taste it with the accompaniment of music.

August, the hottest season in the metropolis, is already able to shine as soon as the sun rises.

Irina was delayed as she approached the terminal today, so she returned a little later today, which cost her the cost of having to endure the hot sun.

When she passed by the fishing dock, she noticed that the usually busy crowd had gathered on the railing, and from time to time she let out a boo sound, as if she was watching something interesting.

Irina was originally a very curious person, otherwise she would not have been doing forensic medicine for decades, so she parted the crowd and squeezed in front of the railing.

Her strength was great and her movements were rough, but when the fishermen and workers found out that it was her, they not only did not get angry, but took the initiative to make a passage so that she could squeeze smoothly in front of the railing.

Sure enough, something interesting happened, a mutated dirty catfish, five or six meters long, was swimming up and down in the water in pain.

It is not uncommon for dirty catfish in the Metropolitan floodplain to grow to about five or six meters, and this is even one of the specialties of the Metropolitan today. However, due to the hunting, the adult creature rarely comes to the vicinity of human settlements, and the dying behavior of this dirty catfish indicates that it is sick or injured, unable to control its own journey, and will be washed by the current to the fishing dock.

A few young men in the crowd began to prepare harpoons and ropes, eager to reap the good fortune that had been sent to them, but other experienced fishermen dissuaded them from doing so. A sick dirty catfish is not good luck.

Irina did not observe obvious scars on the dirty catfish, and the cortex was smooth and round, and it was long and fat, which was obviously not pathological, so there was only one reason for its dying - poisoning.

In order to make it easier to get fish, some people do use poisons, and it can also cause secondary poisoning, if so, this dirty catfish is really not a good luck to send to the door.

Irina really had no interest in a dying fish, she shrugged her shoulders and turned to leave, when a fisherman asked, "Your Excellency, do you think this fish ......?"

Irina looked sideways, this fisherman she knew, over forty years old, with five children, life is struggling, he looked at Irina expectantly, occasionally licking his chapped lips, it seems that he does not want to give up such a good opportunity.

Irina shook her head and said, "Eighty percent of it is poisoned, so it's best not to touch it." ”

The fisherman was disappointed and looked into the water again, when the catfish suddenly struggled violently, and the huge tail made a splash that wet the clothes of the people near the railing, and even Irina, who had left a few steps away, was sprinkled with a large handful of water on her back.

Irina frowned, looking disgusted, she didn't like to be covered with such sewage.

When the fisherman next to him saw this, he hurriedly ripped off the scarf from his neck and handed it over flatteringly, and Irina glanced at the scarf, which was not much cleaner than the water under the pier, and finally took it, symbolically dipped it on his forehead, and returned it to the fisherman.

"Dying? This weather, if you die, it will soon be broken, and it will be useless. The fisherman regretted that his tone revealed the sadness of a breadwinner.

By this time, the big fish was no longer struggling, perhaps dead, and Irina was ready to leave again.

But at this moment, there was a cry in the crowd, and the people who had just been driven away by the dirty catfish splashing water gathered again, and someone shouted: "Dead people are dead, dirty catfish eat people!" ”

Out of professional instinct, Irina squeezed back into the railing again to take a closer look, and there was a corpse floating on the water, curled up, wrapped in a layer of mucus - this was supposed to be the digestive juice of the dirty catfish, he had obviously just been spit out by the dirty catfish.

The dirty catfish, which had vomited out the corpse, seemed to be much more relaxed, and it swirled a few times, diving as hard as it could, and swimming towards the outside of the harbor.

Apparently not wanting this good fortune to slip away, several young fishermen cried out, waving harpoons and chasing after them.

Irina looked at the corpse and couldn't help but have a faint headache, there was nothing to be gained by dealing with this nameless corpse.

Irina's studio is located on Forty-second Street in the floodplain, and although the name is Street, it is actually a small community, with the same core as the rest of the community, which is a brewery, then radiates entertainment and finally a little local produce. With a total fixed population of more than 20,000 people, it is also a prosperous place.

The main body of Irina's studio is a large wooden raft connected to other buildings by iron anchors. It is divided into three floors, the ground floor is the main body of the studio, the second floor is the living area, and the third floor is used for heat insulation and storage of sundries.

When she returned from morning workout, the first thing Irina did was to take a shower and change her clothes. She came back late today, sweating more than usual, and was stained with the sewage from the dock and the stench of corpses, it is not okay to wash well, and she has a habit of looking at the bathroom mirror to observe the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, lamenting that Shaohua is fleeting.

In fact, this alone, Irina has been the object of envy and jealousy by countless women, although time flies, Irina's face seems to be frozen, and she has always remained in her early thirties, but her age will always be a mystery.

Since she is always in her early thirties, she looks like an intellectual beauty, and sometimes it can cause some trouble, such as just a few days ago, Irina went to watch fireworks and was attacked by a half-grown child in the crowd.

Of course, Irina is not easy to mess with, so she grabbed the kid with a handful of hands, and the kid apologized with snot and tears, and Irina let him go as soon as her heart softened.

Who knows where the kid found out about Irina's details, and gathered a large group of half-sized children like him, wrapped all kinds of dirty things with newspapers in the middle of the night and smashed Irina's window, and shouted at her: "Old witch." ”

Although Irina finally solved the problem and taught these boys a lesson, the most taboo from then on was this "old", and thus developed the habit of looking in the mirror.

Irina showered, changed into a new uniform, and went downstairs to the studio, where her breakfast was usually served in the office outside the studio, as was afternoon tea.

It's just that today's scene has made her lose her appetite, the 42nd Street Police Station has already sent someone, and it looks like a newcomer, and he is definitely here to deliver the body in the morning. Because this kind of good is usually taken care of for the newcomer.

The newcomer is very young, at most in his twenties, the uniform is new, the holster is new, and even the police boots on his feet are brand new, and from the perspective of the texture of the uniform and other materials, it is not a group purchase of the 42nd Street Police Station, which shows that this newcomer's family background is very good, if he comes to 42nd Street if he is not arranged by the family to gild, or he has a warm blood, but the two have one thing in common, that is, they will leave soon, and they will hardly come again.

When the newcomer saw Irina coming down, he immediately put down the teacup, stood upright, saluted with a straight waist, and spoke even more neatly: "Jin Junmei, the intern deputy sergeant of 42nd Street, was ordered to hand over an unknown male corpse to Your Excellency and request an autopsy. ”

Irina was stunned, why is this name so detoxifying, it can't be that my grandfather still has a tea garden in a certain mountain.

She looked up and down at the deputy sergeant who claimed to be Jin Junmei, especially in her chest that was not great, but very firm, for half a second, and then asked, "What does the Senate of Jin Hengzheng have to do with you?" ”

Jin Junmei seemed reluctant to mention this issue, but Irina was famous and tall, and this time the police asked her, so she reluctantly said: "It's my father." ”

"I'm a good girl." Irina sighed with emotion, "How is Ling Zun lately?" ”

Jin Junmei hesitated for a moment and said, "He is very good, but he often misses the days when you were still serving in the executive meeting, Your Excellency." She seemed unwilling to dwell on the subject any longer, but handed over the handover of the pamphlet and pen for Irina to sign.

Although Irina took it, she didn't sign it immediately, but asked, "You asked for an autopsy, how ......much does the autopsy cost?"

That's right, Irina is a private forensic doctor, and there is a fee for forensic identification, and she also works as a broker for tracheal donation, and this nameless corpse will not be autopsied until the sufferer is found, and if the sufferer is never found, only DNA samples will be left for future reference.

Jin Junmei is obviously at the age of righteousness in her life at this time, and she is very disdainful of Irina's mercenary, but she still remains polite and says: "The fee is paid by the police station, and the donation is already being prepared, please don't worry about the cost." ”

Irina was stunned, and the police station came forward, and there was only one case where the police donated money for an autopsy: the deceased was a police officer. Maybe not the local police, but it's also an ancient police tradition, and an iron rule used to maintain order on Eden: whoever hurts a cop is the enemy of all cops.

Kim seemed to see Irina's thoughts, adding, "The deceased had a tattoo on the back of his neck, which is a unique symbol of the Iron City-State police, and a police officer who has returned from undercover will receive this honor." ”

Irina signed the handover book and said to Jin Junmei, "Which police officer is in charge?" I'm going to give him a forensic exam. ”

Jin Junmei proudly straightened his small chest and said proudly: "I! ”

Irina frowned and said, "It's a bully." ”

Jin Junmei asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"I don't know about you, but judging by your age, your experience is not enough to complete this case," Irina said. ”

Jin Junmei said nonchalantly: "Don't worry about Your Excellency, I'll find someone to help." After saying that, he saluted again, turned around, and walked straight out in a standard police posture.

Looking at the back of the bloody Jin Junmei leaving, Irina smiled disdainfully: "Looking for someone to help?" The hunters in this area are all expensive. But there are also greedy and lustful second goods who deceive people with free signboards...... "Thinking of this, Irina suddenly gasped, "This young girl who doesn't do anything more is not going to find that guy!" It's over, another innocent girl has fallen into the tiger's mouth. ”