I remember watching a cartoon called Saint Seiya when I was a child, and after Seiya put on the holy clothes, there was a white armor on his chest, and this thing taken out by the white skin was very similar to the armor, but it was made of special fabric, and the armor was named a chest pouch.

Baipi threw his chest pouch on the bed and beckoned me to take a closer look.

I found that this thing is not simple, it is densely covered with small cloth pockets. Each cloth pocket also contained a different thing.

Some are mini scalpels and small pliers, the material is also special, some are bags of medicine, according to the white skin, drugs are roughly divided into two categories, one is the drug test, through different drugs, smeared or dissolved in the suspicious sample, through the color change, you can generally know what type of poison exists in the sample, whether it affects the human nervous system, or restricts human movement and so on. The other type is antidote drugs, observe the signs of the poisoner, and use several antidotes to take or inject them, it is very likely to detoxify the poison.

Finally, he took out a piece of equipment from a small cloth pocket, half the size of a child's palm, with a screen on it and nine keys on the bottom. According to his meaning, this is a memory, but also an encyclopedia, which contains a lot of forensic-related knowledge points, if I need to investigate something, just enter the keyword to search.

He took advantage of the time to pick up the pouch and was very enthusiastic and helped me put it on my chest.

I'm a little awkward to have such a thing. I also understand that this is good stuff, the question is what is the use of me wearing it?

I asked, especially pointed out, even if you join the special case team, what case you encounter, don't you just end it with a forensic investigation box, why use such delicate equipment?

Bai Pi didn't agree with my words, and laughed a few times and said, "Apprentice, you are too pampered, do you think that forensic medicine in the special case team will be the same as being a forensic doctor in a police station?" I ask you, what is a special case group and what is a special case? ”

I admit I don't understand and shake my head.

Bai Pi continued, "I'll just talk about my own experience, in the past, when I did missions, it was very likely to be in the barren mountains and mountains, wolf pools and tigers' dens, and even secretly infiltrated the nest of terrorists. At that time, there was no more foreign reinforcement except for a few teammates, and you still want to swagger around with something as clumsy as a forensic investigation box? Wake up! ”

What he said was a very simple summary, but I could imagine how dangerous it was to go to such a place, and I was more or less frightened.

Baipi ignored me, suddenly sighed, sat on the bed, took out a look of memory, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "Apprentice, what do you think forensic doctors should do?" ”

I replied truthfully, "Forensic medicine is a technician who assists in solving a case, and is a technician who identifies and identifies people, corpses, and items related to the case. ”

Whiteskin grinned and waved his hand to prevent me from speaking, which meant that this interpretation was incorrect.

I'm not convinced, because what I just said is the concept of forensic medicine in books, and even if I answer the answer sheet for a special exam, this kind of answer can't be faulty.

I asked Bai Pi rhetorically, what did he think the forensic doctor was going to do?

"You're too traditional and you've fallen into a misunderstanding." In this society, there are many professions that can come into contact with corpses, such as grave guards and funerals, but it is certain that forensic doctors are the people who know and are closest to corpses, because they have to use various equipment to dissect corpses and peep into the mysteries of death, and they also have in-depth research on poisons and wounds. People like us are indeed assisting in solving cases, but it is really too wasteful to only stay in the identification work, think about it, if we can extend the technology, not only study the corpse, but also help other teammates adjust their state; Not only can you test drugs to find evidence, but you can also detoxify your teammates, and even know some unique methods, if you use it to capture the enemy at a critical moment, wouldn't it be better to interpret the profession of forensics? ”

I still have a kind of consciousness that Baipi's statement is wrong, but when I think about it, I really can't find a reason to refute him.

Baipi didn't want to say anything about it, so he went straight to the point, pointing to his chest and emphasizing to me, "From today on, he will teach me how to use it proficiently." ”

I found that what he taught me afterwards was not the same as the theories I learned in school and after joining the police station, but I did not reject it and studied it very carefully.

In this way, I stayed in this small thatched hut for more than a month, and every day I faced this "living dead" called Baipi, except for the lame old man who delivered food, and gradually, my meal was reduced to only two, saving breakfast.

Although life is very hard, I have really gained something through this period of study. At least Baipi asked me, if I encounter a wrinkled corpse, full of green hair, smelling in addition to stinky, there is a fishy sweet smell, I can skillfully take out a few poison test drugs to prepare for the poison test, if Bai Pi asks me, someone is poisoned and foaming at the mouth, all the nails of the hands and feet are bruised, dizziness and chest tightness, and respiratory paralysis, I can also find several antidote drugs as quickly as possible.

It was another morning, and I found myself getting used to waking up around seven o'clock.

I woke up this time and washed up briefly, sat on the bed and smoked, waiting for the arrival of the white skin. But until eight o'clock, Baipi didn't come, but a familiar fat head poked in through the door and smiled at me.

He is an iron donkey. When I saw him coldly, I felt a little inexplicably excited, and waved his hand to let him come in, jokingly, "Brother Donkey, where have you been all this time?" I thought you had evaporated from the world? ”

The iron donkey replied, "I have a task, and I have just finished my work." ”

I saw that he didn't want to be specific, and I knew that I didn't need to ask too much, so I changed the topic and talked to him about something else.

After I finished smoking, the iron donkey suddenly said, "Xiao Leng, let's go, let's train!" ”

I was a little stunned, and then I looked at the door and found that there was no white shadow at all, so I answered, "Don't be kidding, Master hasn't come yet." ”

Unexpectedly, the iron donkey straightened his chest, took out a very proud look and said, "Baipi won't come, next I am your master, quickly call the master to make me refreshed." ”

I couldn't believe it, but I saw that he was serious. I wondered and asked him, "Are you my master?" What do you teach me? ”

The iron donkey patted his waist, "Anyone in the special case team is an all-rounder, you only know forensic things, this is far from enough, from today onwards, I will teach you what a real man is and how to shoot." ”

I admit it, the iron donkey has a study of guns, and when it comes to this, I don't want to spend it.

I cooperated with him, got up and went out with him. I thought we were going to a professional shooting range, but no, he led me out of the base through a small door and into a remote ravine where a wooden dummy was standing.

We stopped thirty meters away from the dummy, and the iron donkey pointed to the dummy and asked me, "Xiao Leng, tell me, what is the impression of a sharpshooter?" ”

I found that the iron donkey is quite similar to the white skin in this respect, and they both like to ask me questions, which is probably a stinky problem developed by these training teachers.

I thought about it for a moment, and replied with a finger to the dummy, "If the sharpshooter shoots, all six bullets will hit the center of the eyebrows, and even if you meet a top master, these six bullets will be concentrated together and only one bullet hole will be shot." ”

The iron donkey smiled, took out the pistol, took out a particularly emotional look, and while stroking the gun, he said to me, "I have never seen this kind of sharpshooter you are talking about. ”

I thought he was lying, and reminded him, "You can see it on TV, especially in all kinds of shooting competitions, and a lot of players can hit the 10 rings." ”

The iron donkey booed me, saying that it was a competition, can it be the same as a special police officer like us?

He grabbed my hand again, forced me to touch the gun, and continued, "You know what? For the average person, a gun is a gun. But for a good gunman, it's not a gun, it's a continuation of his palm, a part of his body. I'll give you an example, when we're fighting bandits, the other side can't stand as a live target, right? It doesn't even give us much time to aim, let alone shoot faster. And what we have to do is to shoot with our hearts, and stop relying on our eyes. ”

I kind of don't understand. The iron donkey told me to wait, and he gave me a demonstration.

He swooped into the distance, took out a hanger and walked this way, and whistled boringly, and when he came to me, he suddenly shook his body and shouted, "It's not good to have enemies." ”

Then he took the gun out, barely looking, and started shooting at the dummy.

He fired a total of three shots, and shouted slogans, "One shot in the right hand, one shot in the left hand, pouting and one more shot." "The last blow was to turn his back and split his legs, and put the gun between his legs.

I've been keeping an eye on the dummy's condition, and I have to say that these three shots are so powerful that they all hit the dummy in the face.

The iron donkey took me closer and asked me, "You are a forensic doctor, and you understand, what will these three shots look like if they are to hit a living person?" ”

I replied truthfully, "Shoot to kill." ”

The iron donkey smiled, and kept a low profile, and said to me, "Let's talk about it first, I'm not a first-class sharpshooter, this demonstration just tells you a truth, in actual combat, as long as you can kill the enemy, you don't necessarily have to hit the eyebrows." ”

I nodded my head to show that I understood, and asked the iron donkey what should I do next? Do you want to learn from him to shoot like this?

The iron donkey clicked his eyes, his face was a little unsightly, he didn't give me face, and said straightly, "You want to shoot a blind gun when you come up?" That's not good, who knows if it's going to hit me? Well, as is traditional, you can aim as long as you want, as long as you can shoot the dummy. ”

I really haven't touched a gun a few times, but this time I was a little nervous when I held the pistol. I also remember the words of the iron donkey, and I can aim as long as I want.

I took aim here, and after five minutes, the iron donkey couldn't help it, he looked at the sky, and said to me, "Dude, I said buddy! If you do this again, it's getting dark. ”

I motioned to him, I understood, but I continued to aim, but the iron donkey couldn't look at it, so he pushed me and urged, "Isn't it a man, shoot quickly!" ”

I don't know what's wrong, but suddenly I pulled the trigger, and all six bullets were fired out in a flash.

When the last shot was fired, the iron donkey was stunned and shouted, "it!" ”