Crazy criticism of the heroine as a god in the spirit world

Chapter 28
"I can't eat it!" I shook my head, I really felt sick to my stomach. I ate so many buns this morning and didn't spit them out, which is my greatest restraint.

"Not at all, you two!" Xiong Xin looked relaxed.

I'm a little frustrated, especially me. After all, I worked in the boiler room for four years, and there are relatively few opportunities to come into contact with all kinds of weird corpses.

Because most of the things in front of me are bones.

Although it's not uncommon to see all kinds of messy and disgusting corpses, they don't need to be seen often.

I feel a little pain about my future job. Although driving a hearse is quite easy, the key is to be free, because when I don’t have a car, I arrange my own time anyway.

However, it is necessary to contact the dead body immediately, and will often haunt the murder scene in the future.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but deflate my mouth!

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

"In the future, if you encounter this kind of situation, you will wait in the car. Also, the driver does not need to carry the corpse. When you go out, you can call a corpse mover, and you can just wait in the car."

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

He glanced at me and gave me an encouraging smile.

I smiled: "Ha, so I should be proud?"

"That's not right!" Zhang Yi slapped me as soon as he heard it and said:
"Isn't that right? Or, if it's too hard to drive a hearse, come and be a make-up artist with my dad!"

"You can pull it down!"

When I was photographed by her, the food that was already stuck in my throat was almost exposed.

"Hey, take it easy, she's already sick to her stomach!" Xiong Xin glared at Zhang Yi.

"Oh, oh, sorry, haha, why don't we go back and wash it quickly, it really stinks!" Zhang Yi said haha.

"Hmm..." I raised my hand and smelled it: "Uh, damn, I have to soak the onion and ginger in water, and I have to wash my hair!"

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

……

When I went outside the dissecting room again after washing, I saw Zhang Yi and Xiong Xin were already standing outside.

"Old Qin and the others haven't finished checking?" I stepped forward and asked.

"It should be soon!" Xiong Xin glanced inside.

Just as he was talking, he saw Lao Qin coming out wearing a white dissecting suit and wearing a gas mask.

He took off his gas mask, sweat dripping down his face.

The work of forensic medicine is really hard. Every time I see how hard their work is, I suddenly feel that my work is really not that hard.

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

Old Qin took a breath and said: "The death was caused by cutting the carotid artery, it should be a homicide, the criminal actually peeled off all the skin of the face and chest of the deceased, it is really unbelievable.

What's more, our forensic doctors still don't have a clue about the tools for skinning and murder. This case is difficult to handle! "

Lao Qin said with a serious face, and the atmosphere became particularly dignified.

He raised his head, although he was only in his forties, but there were some wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, and there were some gray hairs on his temples.

He stared at me with piercing, intelligent eyes.

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

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

When it comes to psychic handling cases, in fact, forensic doctors and some old criminal investigators often believe it.

Just like Lao Qin and Uncle Zhang seem to have a tacit understanding for so many years, this kind of 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 persisted with a high degree of awe and respect for life.

So many times, they can perceive some things, and the ghosts are also guiding the forensic doctors to avenge themselves.

They are like judges in the underworld, deciding cases based on clues from 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 clearly.

Lao Qin's eyes are undoubtedly asking me if there are other discoveries, because through the autopsy, it seems that they have not been able to find other valuable clues.

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

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

In many cases, even if a little bit of information can be given to the investigators, they will save a lot of detours.

Even if it is sometimes known, it may not be accurate.

But handling a case is like looking for a needle in the sea, and you can't let go of any clues.

A lot of wrong information, a phone call or a text message, they can also run away to verify.

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

Although it is a bit mysterious, they are also willing to catch it and never let it go.

Because once, I accidentally slipped my mouth and reported the name of the victim directly, which saved them a lot of work in searching for the source of the corpse.

So I got the title of the number one psychic medium in my field.

Whether Uncle Zhang and the old field manager thought it was not surprising, because I am a student of Granny Du.

But this time, I can only look at Lao Qin with grievances...

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

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

"Let's go, the weather is too hot today, we just take a shower in the bathroom next to their boiler before going back to the bureau, it's really unbearable."

"Okay, okay!" Xiong Xin immediately took them to the boiler room.

Looking at the backs of several people, I am also a little confused...

This time, I lost my soul again...

Zhang Yi glanced at me and patted me on the shoulder: "I just said, your perceptions don't work every time. Don't be so demanding of yourself. You can't help Lao Qin and the others every time. You Don't beat yourself up."

He thought I was blaming myself?
In fact, I was thinking, how can I find the lost soul!
(End of this chapter)