Chapter Twenty-Five: The Ambition of an Otaku with Eyes

The personnel of the Assurance Section is divided into two parts, one for internal staff and one for field staff.

The internal personnel are sitting in the room, checking the evidence sent by the police, the evidence of each case, blood tests, verification objects, fingerprint extraction, etc., which is very boring and boring, without the slightest fun.

On the other hand, people in the field can go out, follow the police to the crime scene, where to collect evidence, collect fingerprints, which can be said to be a very hilarious job.

When you work until noon, you can go home to eat, or eat at a nearby restaurant, instead of being like the people inside, you can only eat in the cafeteria, and you can eat the food that you are about to vomit.

Basically, all the people in the forensic department, few of them want to stay inside, they all want to go to the field and work, but when the field is very troublesome, the technology needs to be passed, and they also need good skills, and similar marksmanship.

In this way, when collecting evidence, there will be no accidents when you see the suspect, although this kind of thing is not common, but safety first.

In fact, in the final analysis, if you want to be transferred from the internal to the field, you need the orders of the people above, and the above sentence can easily let the internal people be transferred to the field.

Therefore, the internal people are very boring, following the bottles and cans every day, dealing with messy instruments, if you have a good relationship with the people above, perform well, and transfer to the field, then it will be cool and crooked, it is really good.

"Hello, hello." After listening to Yang Yuanyuan's introduction, the eyed otaku hurriedly jumped up from the chair, ran to Wang Hongwei in two steps, grabbed Wang Hongwei's hand with both hands, and his eyes were shining with starlight, as if he saw some big beauty.

His idea is very simple, Wang Hongwei is a person sent from above, and the director of the bureau has said that he will fully cooperate with his work, so it must be a big one, and he will be transferred from the inside to the field, which is not a matter of words.

"Uh....hello." Wang Hongwei was startled when he saw that the otaku was so enthusiastic, shook his hand, and pulled his hand out of the glasses otaku's hand.

"Hello, may I ask you what you are doing, if you have something to order, I will do my best." The eyed otaku didn't care about Wang Hongwei's very impolite behavior, but said with great interest, as if going up the knife mountain and going down to the sea of fire were all things about Wang Hongwei's words.

"Ahem, it's actually nothing, I just want you to help test the composition of this piece of fabric." Wang Hongwei couldn't accept the fire-like enthusiasm of this glasses otaku, subconsciously took two steps back, coughed twice, and took out the small sealed bag in his pocket.

"Don't worry, just give me a few minutes for this little thing." The eyed otaku took the small sealed bag and ran to the table.

"Huh~~" Wang Hongwei looked at the otaku and ran back, and his heart was relieved.

The eye otaku looked at him as if he was looking at a lover, could it be that this eye otaku is a g!? !?

Thinking of this, Wang Hongwei couldn't help but shiver, the was really disgusting, and he couldn't imagine the two big men hugging and kissing.

"It's over in a minute, get out of here." Wang Hongwei made up his mind in his heart.

And Yang Yuanyuan looked at Wang Hongwei suspiciously, looked at the glasses otaku, in her memory, the eye otaku is a very homely animal, doesn't like to talk, very introverted, when did you start to become so enthusiastic!?

"There is annihilation!" Yang Yuanyuan looked at Wang Hongwei and the glasses otaku, and couldn't help but think that something called 'rotten girl' in her heart was slowly awakening.

In fact, the glasses otaku, who is introverted and doesn't like to talk, is held back, so he is eager to be transferred to the field.

The glasses otaku returned to the table with the small sealed bag, carefully opened the sealed bag, and took out the blue, long, nail-sized cloth inside, and clamped it out with tweezers.

I took out a small glass tube, took a small pair of scissors, carefully cut a little bit of the fabric, put it in the glass tube, and then put the fabric back in a small sealed bag and sealed it.

After that, he took the glass tube, got up and walked to another table, dropped a few drops into it, I don't know what kind of chemical it was, and then closed the small glass tube.

Insert the glass tube into a machine, and the machine has a circle of small holes, just enough to put down the round hole of the glass tube, buckle the machine lid, and press it on the machine a few times.

"Buzz~" The machine made a buzzing sound and began to rotate violently, very fast, and only afterimages could be seen.

After a short spin it stopped, and the eyed otaku opened the lid, took out the small glass bottle, walked to another machine, and put the glass tube inside.

Immediately afterwards, the glasses otaku did it in front of the computer next to him, and the computer screen showed that the composition of this blue cloth could even be detected, and what the ingredients were on the fabric.

It's better to underestimate these inspections, thinking that you will insist on what ingredients, what can't be beaten, and what can you do if you can't find out!?

The police often rely on the results of these inspections to solve the case, see the components, the structure, and even find the manufacturers and stores that produce the clothes.

By examining the substance on it, it is possible to deduce what exactly is on it, and then to deduce what kind of occupation the person wearing the dress is engaged in, and so on.

Solving cases often relies on these casual things, relying on a little bit of clues, to find out the suspect, and then solve the case in one fell swoop.

Wang Hongwei looked at the glasses otaku these few times, and it can be said that he was very envious of it.

Wang Hongwei's dream when he was a child was to become a scientist, dealing with these machines, chemicals and so on all day long, wanting to become a science maniac, and his parents encouraged him.

However, it's a pity that the world makes people, grandparents are missing, they die unexplained, and their parents have always disappeared, and there is no whereabouts so far, almost ten years, it can be said that they are no longer alive.

A child with a dream of science has now become a demon hunter, fighting those 'things' for the sake of humanity, and maybe one day he will die at the hands of those 'things'.

Wang Hongwei shook his head, threw all the inexplicable sentimentality out of his mind, walked behind the eye-eyed otaku, and looked at the mess displayed on the computer screen.

"Check it out!?" After watching it for a long time, he didn't understand, so Wang Hongwei asked.

"The fibers composed of cloth are very common, and many things are made of this fiber, such as clothes, pants, towels, bedding, etc., and this fiber can be found."

"However, most of this fiber is generally used to make clothes, sportswear, and the quality is not too good, except for durability, there is no characteristic, this fabric probably did not fall from the brand-name items, it should be carpet goods or cheap goods."

The glasses otaku, looking at the computer screen, he is used to this kind of work, and every day it can be said that there are cases to check, relying on years of work experience.

Looking at the data displayed by the computer, it is easy to deduce a lot of things based on this data.

"Hmm!" Wang Hongwei nodded, his eyes narrowed, and after listening to the words of the glasses otaku, he seemed to think of something in his heart, and he didn't say it in his mind.

"Also, from the data detected on this, there is a lot of stuff on this piece of fabric." The glasses otaku tapped on the keyboard, and the mess displayed by the computer changed, and he looked at the screen and said.

"What's there, tell me about it." Wang Hongwei was already planning to leave, and when he suddenly heard the words of the eye-eyed otaku, he immediately stopped turning around.

"This ingredient, it should be stains, there are oil stains, this is... It should be traces of wall plaster, as well as laundry detergent. The ingredients of the bleach, the rest are all messy ingredients, and the owner of this cloth should be a very dirty person. The eyed otaku said, and he was sure to give the owner of the cloth a judgment.

"Well, I see, I'm sorry for you." Wang Hongwei frowned slightly, his brain was thinking, and after thanking the glasses otaku, he turned around, picked up the small sealed bag with blue cloth on another table and left.

"Hey, wait for me!" Yang Yuanyuan saw that Wang Hongwei ignored her, and left directly, stomped her feet angrily, and hurriedly followed.

"Ahh This is leaving? What about my transfer? As for my field staff, don't go, detectives! Agent!! "The glasses otaku, after Wang Hongwei and Yang Yuanyuan left, he came back to his senses in the middle of the ring and let out a miserable scream.

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