"I can't eat it!" I shook my head, I really felt sick to my stomach, eating so many buns this morning and not throwing it out was already my greatest restraint.

"Not really, you two!" Xiong Xin looked relaxed.

I was a little frustrated, especially me, after all four years of working in the boiler room, and the opportunity to come into contact with all kinds of weird corpses was still relatively rare.

Because most of what is in front of me is bones.

Although I haven't seen all kinds of messy disgusting corpses, I don't need to look at them often.

I'm a little miserable about my future job, although it's easy to drive a hearse, but the key is to be very free, because when I don't get out of the car, I plan my own time anyway.

However, it is necessary to contact the corpse as soon as possible, and it will often haunt the murder scene in the future.

I couldn't help but pout when I thought of this!

Xiong Xin should have guessed my thoughts when he saw me like this, and then smiled and said:

"When you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you will wait in the car. Also, the driver actually doesn't have to move the corpse, you can call the corpse mover when you go out, and you can just wait in the car. ”

Xiong Xin seemed to look at me with concern, "Besides, there are three hearses in the field now, so don't take care of everything yourself." You're the first female hearse driver! ”

He glanced at me and gave me an encouraging smile.

I laughed, "Hah, should I be proud of that?" ”

"That's not it!" When Zhang Yi heard this, he also slapped me and said:

"Isn't that right? Otherwise, if driving a hearse is too hard, you can come and be a makeup artist with my father! ”

"You can pull it down!"

I was slapped by her, and the food that was already blocked in my throat was almost photographed.

"Hey, you light, she's sick to her stomach!" Xiong Xin glared at Zhang Yi.

"Oh oh oh, I'm sorry, haha, why don't we go back and wash it up, it's really smelly!" Zhang Yi said with a haha.

"Uh-huh......" I raised my hand, then sniffed: "Uh, damn it, I have to soak the green onion and ginger in water, and I have to wash my hair!" ”

As I spoke, I ran home, quickly washed my whole body, changed my clothes, and this clothes should have been washed and exposed to the sun for half a month.

……

When I went to the door of the dissection room again after washing, I saw Zhang Yi and Xiong Xin already standing outside.

"Old Qin, haven't they finished checking yet?" I stepped forward and asked.

"It should be soon!" Xiong Xin glanced at it.

As he was talking, he saw Lao Qin come out wearing a white dissecting suit that had been wrapped all over his body, and he also brought a gas mask.

He took off his gas mask, his face covered in sweat.

The work of forensic doctors is so hard, and every time I see how hard they work, I suddenly feel that my work is really not hard.

When the three of us saw him come out, we all looked at him with answers and puzzled expressions.

Lao Qin took a breath before saying: "It was a carotid artery cut to death, it should be a homicide, the prisoner actually stripped off all the skin of the deceased's face and chest, it is really incredible."

Moreover, this skinning tool and the tool of killing, our forensic doctor still has no clue, this case is not easy to handle! ”

Lao Qin said, his face was serious, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

He looked up, and although he was only in his forties, there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and there was a little gray hair on his temples.

He glared at me with a pair of sharp, intelligent eyes.

I was at a loss for a moment, but I actually understood what he meant.

The forensic doctor and the people in my funeral home all deal with the dead, and everyone has their own views on life and death.

When it comes to psychic media, in fact, forensic doctors and some veteran criminal investigators often believe it.

Just like Lao Qin and Uncle Zhang seem to have a tacit understanding for so many years, this tacit understanding goes without saying, because they are communicating with each other with their souls.

The job of forensic medicine is a career that can only be persevered with a high degree of reverence and respect for life.

Therefore, many times, they can perceive something, and the ghosts in the dark are also guiding the forensic doctor to avenge their own blood.

They are like judges in the yang world, judging cases through clues on the dead.

Of course, the clues on this dead man also come from the soul level.

It's just that most people don't say it explicitly.

Lao Qin's eyes were undoubtedly asking me if there were any other discoveries, because through the dissection, it seemed that they had not been able to find other valuable clues.

Uncle Zhang and I are recognized as people with high perception in this scene, which is also the consensus of everyone.

Although people don't usually say it, because there is no need to say it, this kind of perception exists when you say it exists, and if you say it doesn't exist, it doesn't exist.

In many cases, even if some information can be given to the case-handling personnel even a little bit, they will take a lot of detours.

Even sometimes it may not be accurate.

However, handling a case is like fishing for a needle in the sea, and no trace of spiders and worms can be missed.

There are a lot of misinformation, a phone call or a text message, and they can also break their legs to verify.

Even so, why can't we try to verify the perceptual information from the sixth sense?

Although it is a bit mysterious, they are also willing to catch it and not let it go.

Because once, I accidentally slipped out of my mouth and directly reported the victim's name, and then they saved a lot of work to find the source of the body.

That's why I've got the title of the number one medium.

Uncle Zhang and the old field chief don't think it's strange, because I'm a student of Granny Du.

But this time, I could only look at Lao Qin aggrievedly......

When Lao Qin saw my expression, he seemed to understand immediately, and he didn't ask any more, sometimes he really just needed a look.

He paused for a moment before turning to the two assistants behind him and said:

"Let's go, this ghost weather is too hot today, let's take a shower in the bath next to their boiler and then go back to the bureau, I can't stand it."

"Okay, okay!" When Xiong Xin heard this, he immediately took them to the boiler room.

Looking at the backs of a few people, I was also a little confused......

This time, I lost my soul again......

Zhang Yi glanced at me and patted me on the shoulder: "I'll just say, your perception is not effective every time, you don't have such high requirements for yourself, not every time you can help Lao Qin and them, don't blame yourself." ”

He thinks I'm blaming myself?

Actually, I was wondering how I was going to find that lost soul!