From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

Seattle's bustling nights are punctuated by the howling of a cold autumn wind.

Seemingly a harbinger of winter's arrival, a cold rain that began in the afternoon suddenly lowered the temperature to thirteen degrees Celsius.

Ye Xiao took a bus to the Seattle Police Department.

He simply showed his letter of introduction to the gentle Latina policewoman at the door, and she quickly led him to the supervising officer's office.

"Sir, Professor Ehrlich of the University of Washington recommended Mr. Ye to work here as a criminal technician."

"oh?"

The tall, white man sitting at his desk, drinking coffee, looked up, glanced at Ye Xiao, and showed a somewhat puzzled expression.

"An Asian? Can he handle it?"

"Don't worry, officer."

Ye Xiao shrugged and gave a bitter smile: "I'm a medical student, and very few people know how to be a good person better than us."

"Hahaha."

Upon hearing Ye Xiao's words, the white police officer laughed loudly: "Young man, society is not your college classroom, and reality is not as gentle as you imagine."

"But since it's Professor Erich's recommendation, you can stay for now."

"Molly, take him to Seth; their team is short-handed."

"Yes, supervisor."

Before leaving, Ye Xiao heard the police supervisor chuckle softly.

"I bet he won't stay here for more than a week."

Led by Molly, they arrived at the basement of the Seattle Police Department.

The layout here is familiar, similar to the morgue in a medical school.

The environment was stark white, with rows of gleaming silver morgue cabinets, the air conditioning was chillingly cold, and the air was thick with the smell of disinfectant.

"This is a morgue that was built a long time ago and has never been demolished."

"Ye, I won't go in here."

Molly clearly disliked it here.

She frowned, turned around and said, "Seth is inside. Just go find him and tell him it's on Officer Mike's orders."

"I will prepare your ID card and related supplies for you tomorrow."

After saying that, Molly quickly left the eerie place.

Ye Xiao shrugged and didn't say anything.

After all, such a ghostly place is too terrifying for most people.

But for a medical student like him who possesses a corpse-touching system, it's just right.

What do these things matter when it comes to survival?

Ye Xiao took a deep breath, forcing himself to remain calm.

Upon entering the control room, one immediately sees a tall man with his back to them.

"Hello, Officer Seth."

"I was sent by Officer Mike to support you. My name is Ye Xiao, you can just call me Ye."

"Hello……"

Officer Seth turned around, about to reach out his hand, but froze the moment he saw Ye Xiao.

"Why is it you?"

Officer Seth's eyes widened in surprise: "Are you the student who ran over the body on Midtown this morning?"

"That's right, I didn't expect to see you again."

Ye Xiao was also somewhat surprised, not expecting to see the police officer again tonight.

And who knows, he might even run into that unlucky homeless man he bumped into that morning.

"I didn't expect it to be you. My name is Seth, and I'm a crime scene investigator for the Seattle Police Department."

"You're so young, why did you decide to work part-time at the police station?"

Seth was somewhat confused: "This isn't a good job."

"Because of poverty, I am currently short of money."

Ye Xiao smiled helplessly: "I owe the bank a lot of money to pay for my tuition, so I need to find a part-time job that can cover the loan payments."

As he said this, he clearly noticed that Officer Seth's expression quickly changed from confusion to vigilance and disgust, and finally to deep understanding and sympathy.

It was clear that he was genuinely afraid that Ye Xiao was the kind of gambler, alcoholic, or drug addict who borrowed money to live a carefree life.

But whether it's good or bad luck, Ye Xiao was just a pitiful student driven to desperation by student loans.

"A police incident has occurred in the vicinity of Columbia City in District 2, requiring the assistance of a crime scene investigator."

Just then, Seth's walkie-talkie, which he had strapped to his chest, rang.

He quickly took off his gloves, pressed the intercom and said, "Roger that, I'll be there right away."

He then glanced at Ye Xiao and said, "You can go home first tonight, or you can familiarize yourself with the office outside."

"Things here are rather complicated and troublesome..."

Halfway through his sentence, a look of worry crossed Seth's face.

After all, as a criminal technician, Ye Xiao was about to face the darkest moment in all of Seattle.

Even a small corner is enough to cause a mentally sound young person to have a mental breakdown.

Even Seth has only been able to persevere this long thanks to consulting a psychologist, the help of his family, and that substantial special allowance.

In short, I suggest you prepare yourself mentally first.

After saying that, Seth changed his equipment.

He looked up and found that Ye Xiao had already left.

No, what's going on?

What happened to that Asian kid? Did he really run away?

However, at that moment, half a body suddenly peeked into the morgue.

Ye Xiao put on his mask and white coat, looking puzzled, and said, "Officer, what are you still standing here for? Get in the car."

WTF?

How come you're moving so fast?

Seth was a little puzzled.

Judging from Ye Xiao's expression, he seemed to have a strange excitement about this matter.

This doesn't make sense, does it?

Does he have a fondness for corpses?

Realizing this, Seth felt a strange chill.

A strange charger, used as a police car, quickly drove away from the police station.

Seth listened with a somber expression to the information reported by his colleagues at the front.

The person who called the police was an elderly woman living next door. When she returned home at night, she found four bodies lying dead in the alley next to the apartment.

There was also a dazed homeless man sitting to the side, muttering to himself.

Given such a complicated situation, how did Ye Xiao dare to come along?

Seth glanced discreetly at the passenger seat and saw Ye Xiao leaning against the window, looking completely calm. He didn't look like a crime scene investigator; he looked more like a fan heading to a concert.

"Could it be a murder case?"

Ye Xiao suddenly spoke up: "For example, what if homeless people owe money and are murdered by a local gang at the behest of a financial company?"

Upon hearing this, Seth paused for a moment, his expression complex, and said, "It shouldn't be that bad. Those financial companies have many tricks up their sleeves. They wouldn't do something like this unless it's the last resort."

"If the loan can be repaid within three months, they won't do anything."

"Three months?"

Ye Xiao gave a bitter smile.

He remembered that the predecessor had been in arrears for about two and a half months.

He can't count on a salary; time is running out for him.

To gain sufficient strength to protect himself before that, Ye Xiao had no choice but to gamble on the system that God had bestowed upon him.

I wonder if there are enough bodies in Seattle?

Lost in thought, I saw a police car pull up in front of an apartment building.

"Seth, hey, why is there another newbie on the bus?"

The police officer at the scene came up and looked at Ye Xiao with a puzzled expression.

"This is Ye, the new crime scene investigator."

Seth gave a brief explanation, picked up his equipment, and led Ye Xiao to the scene.

Even before getting close, the faint stench of decay immediately made Seth feel depressed.