Starting with dissecting ghost stories

Chen Liming thought he had found a breakthrough and immediately said:

"You don't need to worry about the job. The best high school in the area, the First Experimental High School, is a pilot school for police-school cooperation. Just say the word, and I can recommend you to be a resident liaison officer at the school's medical clinic, under the title of special forensic consultant."

"Given your skill level, this is really a waste of your talent. No one would be surprised by this arrangement."

"There's not much to do there on weekdays, the working hours are flexible, the school can't control you, the salary is higher than here, and I can even transfer Xiaoyuan there too, the teachers are better there..."

A better job, a higher salary, and the ability to send your child to a better school.

No matter who it is, they will find it difficult to resist this combination of punches.

Unfortunately, Chen Liming misdirected his efforts. Shen Xing wasn't dissatisfied with his job; rather, he only spoke up because he needed to keep it.

"I'm not dissatisfied with the job here. It's more convenient to take care of Xiaoyuan here. I'm just worried that I might be fired one day for practicing medicine without a license." Shen Xing smiled and shook his head.

"You need a medical license?" Chen Liming paused for a moment, looking somewhat troubled.

That's a matter for the health bureau; what right does he have to influence that?

"Uncle Chen, I really can't take the medical license exam, but could you register my name at the school? Just say I'm a specially appointed technical expert from the bureau, and that the campus security situation is serious lately..."

When Shen Xing said this, Chen Liming understood.

Shen Xing wanted a legitimate title that would allow him to remain at the school, to be stationed there as a special envoy responsible for handling initial investigations of sudden campus injuries.

But this was just an unofficial, nominal position; it was merely a political endorsement Chen Liming gave to the school.

"What about the allowances and subsidies..." Chen Liming tentatively asked.

"No need, it's for public benefit." Shen Xing shook his head.

Once the money is received, the nature of the matter changes.

Although he was registered under the police station's nameplate, Shen Xing's personnel file was still with the school. However, with this connection, the school wouldn't dismiss him for some simple matter, and even if the outside world were to crack down on "illegal medical practice," they couldn't do anything to Shen Xing.

It was a small loophole that Shen Xing exploited, but it was a worthwhile trade-off for him.

However, Chen Liming didn't quite understand.

It costs no money, requires no paperwork, and the school would be more than happy to do it. With the money for hiring a contract school doctor, they can get a police station sign hanging up, and a legitimate forensic doctor from the provincial department.

Junior high school students are at an age where they are full of vigor and passion, and conflicts often occur among students at school. In the past, fights would have required going to the hospital or a forensic clinic, but now they can be resolved at school, and the impact of the fights can be suppressed.

No matter how you look at it, Shen Xing is "losing money".

However, Chen Liming felt relieved when he thought of Shen Jingwei.

As expected of the child raised by Brother Shen, he is just as loyal and righteous as Brother Shen. He resigned and came back to take care of Xiao Yuan.

I've known Brother Shen for a long time, and perhaps Shen Xing, who is also loyal and righteous, took this into consideration and reluctantly helped me come up with an idea, and then made a request that wasn't really a request at all.

"I can handle that." Chen Liming nodded. "It's a piece of cake... What about the autopsy?" Chen Liming asked.

As long as the funds are not involved, it is indeed a small matter; but if money is involved, it will take some effort.

"Let the forensic doctors from the bureau steam the bones directly and compare the cervical spine injuries with the murder weapon at the scene. Do a careful comparison," Shen Xing said. "I won't go. I can help polish and check the subsequent report... I've only seen the photos, so I'll write it exactly as it appears in the photos."

Shen Xing's request was neither too big nor too small, and his help was neither too big nor too small. Chen Liming wanted to say something more, but in the end he nodded and said, "Thanks. I'll talk to Lao Wang. I'll contact you as soon as the new report comes out."

Chen Liming stood up, shook Shen Xing's hand, and left the reception room.

Shen Xing calmly watched his retreating figure.

Chen Liming was unlucky, but also lucky.

His misfortune lay in the fact that Li Ya's methods of killing were completely unpredictable, belonging to the category of supernatural and bizarre, making it impossible for ordinary people to fail to detect them.

Fortunately, Shen Xing nipped Li Ya in the bud beforehand; otherwise, the next one to die might have been Granny Zhang, or other people related to Li Ya by blood.

The death toll couldn't possibly be just a few.

As Li Ya becomes more deeply corrupted by the puppet and integrates with it, he may never be caught. Instead, he will continue to commit unsolvable serial murders and dismemberment, becoming a real-life ghost story in this small town.

Even the provincial department is scratching its head over this case. Chen Liming will most likely not be punished; he has already done his best.

For ordinary homicide cases, Chen Liming is a good policeman and a good captain. He can coordinate relationships within the team, and can use limited police resources to solve cases as quickly as possible, and he is always on the right track.

Unfortunately, this time the perpetrator was not human.

Shen Xing also got up, left the reception room, and returned to his school clinic.

This conversation was not entirely fruitless.

What we know is that the people from the provincial department won't be coming down for a few days.

Currently, most of the police force and everyone's attention are focused on the riverbank and the riverside.

When interviewing other gamblers to investigate their social relationships, they may provide descriptions of themselves, but this can be glossed over with the excuse that "he thought he was a policeman."

The most important person, Granny Zhang, had already committed suicide. The fact that I had called her was also completely destroyed by a fire along with the only remaining scene of the incident.

At this moment, all evidence pointing to Shen Xing was completely cut off.

Even if you call the police station or the provincial department and tell them that you killed the person, they will think you've lost your mind.

There was a gap period before the provincial department arrived.

I can use this time to go to the garage and get rid of that doll.

If there are still some human tissues from the three victims remaining inside the doll, he could find an opportunity to scatter these tissues along the riverbank.

With this case, all the links in the chain are now clear.

Could one even have a puppet do these things for them?

If Li Ya can remotely control that puppet to a certain extent, can't I do the same?

Back in the school clinic, Shen Xing leaned against the back of the wooden bench, looking at the five muscle paintings on the wall, his mind completely absorbed in the puppet.

I've been so busy these past few days, I need to find a chance to get to know it better...

After settling Shen Yuan in tonight, he needs to go to the garage.

Now, I only need to stay in the school clinic until five o'clock.

"Knock knock."

A soft knock sounded, and the door, painted a pale yellow, was pushed open. Two girls helped a girl who was clutching her stomach as she entered. The girl being helped whispered, "Teacher, my stomach doesn't feel well..."

A rosy complexion and a steady gait may indicate that someone is faking illness or experiencing mild menstrual cramps.

"Okay, sit here for a while, let me get you a glass of water." Shen Xing smiled and got into work mode.

As Shen Xing turned around, the three girls exchanged glances and giggled, whispering amongst themselves.

"See... I told you he was handsome."

"That's true."