Seeing the crime scene flashbacks made me the darling of the police station.

Chapter 42 Robbery
After dinner, Zhuang Yanzheng led them to the conference room.

Su Miaoyi and Yan Cheng went to the anatomy center.

She wanted to see if she could see anything else on the corpse.

However, I did not see it again.

The deceased's family has been contacted and is on their way back from out of town.

I definitely need to see the body.

So Yan Cheng did his best to make his already rotting face look better.

Although this wouldn't comfort the family, it was all he could do.

Su Miaoyi stood quietly beside him.

Yan Cheng didn't ask her if she was scared or if she fainted at the sight of blood.

So she didn't react at all.

Yan Cheng also asked her some questions, which she answered very well.

He felt that there was a forensic doctor inside her body.

After everything was done, the two went to the forensic office.

After sitting down, Yan Cheng asked, "Would you like to work as a forensic doctor?"

"Huh?" Su Miaoyi was taken aback.

Yan Cheng asked, "Aren't you looking for a job?"

“But I’m afraid of blood,” Su Miaoyi said.

“No one would remind you that you wouldn’t faint,” Yan Cheng said, looking at her.

Su Miaoyi shook her head: "I can't do this job. I only have theoretical knowledge, but I'm not good at practical skills."

After she finished speaking, she added, "I don't have any theoretical knowledge either."

Those ideas just popped into her head; she didn't know anything about them at all.

“You can learn how to do it,” Yan Cheng said. “Besides, you’re very bold. I think you have a lot of talent in this area.”

Su Miaoyi shook her head again: "This is not my area of ​​expertise."

Yan Cheng looked at her.

"Thank you for your kindness, Forensic Doctor Yan," Su Miaoyi said.

Yan Cheng looked at her for a few more seconds, then said seriously, "I'll tell you again in a few days."

Su Miaoyi: "?"

Yan Cheng said, "I will not let you go."

Su Miaoyi: "??"

A while later, Zhuang Yanzheng came over after finishing his meeting.

"Any new discoveries?" Zhuang Yanzheng took a drink of water, pulled up a chair and sat down next to the two of them, placing the documents he was holding on the table.

Su Miaoyi glanced at the documents and said, "No, I didn't see anything."

The cover turned out to be a blank sheet of paper; there was nothing inside.

After Zhuang Yanzheng finished drinking his water, he pushed the documents toward her: "Information on the deceased and the murderer."

Su Miaoyi looked at him, then opened the envelope.

I quickly skimmed through the key information.

The deceased, Xiang Sisi, was a 28-year-old female native of Jinghai. Her parents worked away from home, so she spent most of her time at home. She was a programmer.

There were also photos of the deceased.

And more detailed information.

The perpetrator, Liu Fan, male, 33 years old, is a native of Jinghai. He attended university and pursued graduate studies in Los Angeles. After graduation, he worked at a private hospital in Los Angeles. Three years ago, he returned to Jinghai and opened a hot pot restaurant.

I visited Xiancheng a year ago.

The timing corresponds to the time of the crime in previous cases.

My home is located at the border of the old town and the new town.

The hot pot restaurant is also nearby.

“We’ve already searched the victim’s home and only found a small amount of blood. We haven’t found any trace of the murderer,” Zhuang Yanzheng said. “The murderer studied medicine for eight years and worked in a hospital. We’ve also been to the hot pot restaurant, and the staff said that Liu Fan personally processed many of the ingredients, especially the meat. He liked to buy fresh meat and debone it himself. He had a lot of experience in autopsy and counter-surveillance.”

"Does he live with his parents?" Su Miaoyi only saw Liu Fan's parents' address in the information.

“He rents a place outside,” Zhuang Yanzheng said. “His parents said he hasn’t been back for more than two months. Although the hot pot restaurant is relatively close to his parents’ house, he rarely goes back, sometimes not even once every six months.”

"Don't you get along?" Yan Cheng asked.

"His parents said that they scrimped and saved to send him to university and raise him to adulthood, only to find that he was an ungrateful wretch who never came home and was always impatient and grumpy when they called," Zhuang Yanzheng repeated Liu Fan's parents' words.

Neither Yan Cheng nor Su Miaoyi offered any comment.

“We also went to see the apartment Liu Fan rented outside,” Zhuang Yanzheng said. “It looks like he hasn’t been back for a few days, and he left in a bit of a hurry.”

"Did he run away after he got home and found that one of his cufflinks was missing?" Su Miaoyi asked.

Zhuang Yanzheng nodded: "Very likely. Customer information for such big brands is too easy to check." "It's been so many days, could they have already left Jinghai?" Su Miaoyi asked.

"Anything is possible. His counter-surveillance awareness is too strong; anything is possible," Zhuang Yanzheng said. "We are still investigating. We have also contacted Luo City and Xiancheng."

"What about the killer's love life?" Su Miaoyi asked, looking at the cases in the file.

“Currently single,” Zhuang Yanzheng said. “Liu Fan’s parents said that he dated someone many years ago, probably when he was in school, but they don’t know why they broke up. He gets anxious whenever his family asks. So his parents don’t know the reason for the breakup.”

Su Miaoyi didn't say anything more. After a while, she took off the hat she had been wearing and smoothed her hair back.

The hat kept pressing my hair forward, making my forehead a little itchy.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at the wound on her forehead: "Wow, you've opened your third eye."

Su Miaoyi touched the wound on her forehead and glared at him.

Zhuang Yanzheng smiled and asked, "How did you do that?"

“He hit a tree before jumping into the river,” Su Miaoyi said.

Zhuang Yanzheng frowned slightly.

“I have some medicine here, it works very well, take some with you later,” Yan Cheng said.

"Forensic Doctor Yan is still the best," Su Miaoyi muttered softly.

Zhuang Yanzheng gave a soft hum, and after a while, he said, "Do you want to work in the Criminal Investigation Division?"

Su Miaoyi heard him speak, but she was looking at the documents and didn't react for a moment.

Yan Cheng looked at Zhuang Yanzheng.

Zhuang Yanzheng waited for a while.

Su Miaoyi realized what he meant and looked at him: "What?"

Zhuang Yanzheng remained silent.

Su Miaoyi pointed to herself: "Me?"

Zhuang Yanzheng nodded.

"In what capacity do I work?" Su Miaoyi asked.

Yan Cheng looked at her.

She was clearly more interested in criminal investigation work than in forensic work.

“You need to take an exam to participate in the special recruitment for police officers,” Zhuang Yanzheng said. “My application also takes time. You can start as an advisor.”

It took Zhuang Yanzheng and the bureau chief several reports to finally get the consultant position approved.

"So, do I have to come and work here?" Su Miaoyi asked.

"You're welcome to come," Zhuang Yanzheng said. "I can arrange a workstation for you."

Su Miaoyi pondered.

“There’s money to be made,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Su Miaoyi's eyes lit up.

Zhuang Yanzheng took out the contract that she hadn't yet turned to from the bottom of the documents.

"You can take the contract back and take a look at it first," Zhuang Yanzheng said. "You have time to consider it."

"The contract has already been printed out?" Su Miaoyi opened the contract.

Yan Cheng said, "You also get a salary at our forensic center, and the benefits are very good."

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at him: "What do you mean? You're trying to snatch someone away right in front of me?"

“I’m just competing fairly,” Yan Cheng said.

“Fair competition? Sure.” Zhuang Yanzheng said, “Our criminal investigation team doesn’t need to dissect corpses or eat while looking at internal organs.”

“We don’t need to be at the forefront of the danger,” Yan Cheng said.

“We don’t need to dissect giants,” Zhuang Yanzheng said. “We won’t be suffocated by the stench of their rotten internal organs.”

“We don’t need to fight the criminals,” Yan Cheng said. “We don’t need to chase after fugitives.”

Zhuang Yanzheng rolled up his sleeves: "Our criminal investigation team eats instant noodles that cost five yuan a cup."

“Our forensic center serves three dishes and one soup,” Yan Cheng said.

As Su Miaoyi listened to their argument, she slowly moved her chair back, then got up and walked towards the door.

Just walked to the door.

Zhuang Yanzheng and Yan Cheng then said together, "Stop."

A sound crashed through the air.

A voice, cold and serious, rang out.

Su Miaoyi paused for a moment, then stepped out the door without turning her head.

stop?

Never!
(End of this chapter)