133 The Innocent Forensic Doctor Handling the Meat
In fact, Da Xuan Jing was already so sleepy that his eyelids weighed a thousand pounds after all the fuss, and in the end, he was dug up from the sofa in his small room.
He was not as easily excited as Quanzi, because before he went to his room, Quanzi had dark circles under his eyes and gloating about his misfortune with unknown meaning. He said to him: "Go and catch up on your sleep quickly. Maybe it will happen soon."
The boss is coming to find you."
In fact, he was already used to Quanzi's reasoning expressions from time to time, so when Quanzi said this thing that sounded baseless, he didn't ask why.
In the end, Quanzi still maintained the state of floating little will-o'-the-wisps and warned: "Don't wake me up again! Even if it's an earthquake, don't wake me up!"
In the end, he could only nod silently.
As a result, he was sleeping deeply. If someone really came to ask him to get up to work, he could only get up resignedly. Just because of Quanzi's words, he didn't even take off his clothes and followed the person. Usually only doctors can do this.
Go to the top floor of the staff dormitory.
When I arrived at the place, I saw a row of iron trays placed on what looked like a processing table. On the plates were displayed small pieces of meat that seemed to have been cut from somewhere. Daxuan felt that given a pot, he could make quite delicious food.
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At the scene, he saw his twin masters, who seemed to have taken a shower and changed clothes. They were exactly the same except for their head shape and glasses. It seemed that he should be lucky that the real master had studied too hard and had become short-sighted.
If he could go up, he would just go to the right person and ask: "Is this...?"
"You have met our Dr. Ding before," by the way, the lazy Dr. Ding. "He has never had much contact with dead people. When it comes to dead people, you are still an expert, so help him now..."
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"Investigating the cause of death? Time of death?" Daxuan tried to ask.
"Well...this is not important. The main thing is to see where they come from."
"...Then...what do you think?" Daxuan, a professional, tried to ask again.
"..." Zhong Jiaqi was silent.
Dr. Ding hurriedly said: "Then leave it to us. In the meantime, you can also go and rest? Have you not slept for a long time?" It successfully alleviated a lot of embarrassment.
After sending the two masters and a group of guards away, Daxuan crossed his arms and looked at Dr. Ding, who had taken over the big job: "With these pieces of cold meat, how do you want to determine their identity and origin?"
Dr. Ding moved his somewhat fat body: "Either those of you who deal with dead people all day long just can't turn your head around."
Daxuan wanted to scold you, "You Tema only deal with dead people all day long." He really didn't play with dead people for many years... But at the moment, he still humbly asked what kind of magical powers this doctor Ding had: "Then... this?"
Dr. Ding was proud and pointed at the computer that Zhong Jiaqi had just left behind: "They left the video and pictures of the scene. You can look for evidence to see which morgue it came from or which crematorium it came from, and then go there
Investigate the agency over there!”
Daxuan's face is a little dark. What kind of "cutting one's body by looking at the meat" is this? Are those pieces of meat really used for cooking?
But Dr. Ding didn't care that Daxuan suddenly had a look of contempt on his face. He quickly turned on the computer and called him to take a look: "Young man, come together. If you see any problems, just mention them. I will do my best to teach you."
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Well, it was entirely for the sake of his future colleagues that he didn't refute the tone of his senior who made him very uncomfortable. Without saying anything, he squeezed next to Dr. Ding. The doctor got very close to the computer, which made him very uncomfortable.
You have to squeeze hard to see the non-reflective computer screen.
Zhong Ping had no idea what he was doing there just now, and he didn't say anything. The results of the analysis of the matter would have to wait for a while, so he could only rest now? Then he would sleep for a day or two before waking up...
No, no, this is not scientific. Then why did he take a shower and change clothes just now?
So on the way back to the main house, Zhong Ping asked his brother: "Where is K resting? I want to see him."
Zhong Jiaqi showed a strange look: "Aren't you disturbing others' rest by going to see him now? Otherwise, you should go and rest first. I will call you tomorrow. It won't be too late to meet again then..."
Zhong Ping was very doubtful about the authenticity of what Zhong Jiaqi said, "I will call you tomorrow," so he insisted: "I'm not sleepy yet, why don't I see him first? If he really sleeps, I won't
Disturbing him..."
Zhong Jiaqi was also anxious: "Can't you just rest first? You've been through so much and you should be tired even if you're not sleepy?"
Zhong Ping felt the same and became anxious: "Can't I just meet you once? I really don't want to do anything else!"
In the end, it was Zhong Jiaqi who compromised, who allowed him to naturally control his brother. Anyway, he was willing to do so, so let him continue like this.
The two of them said goodbye to the few people who had just returned from the warehouse and asked them to rest first, and then headed towards the main house. Because Xiong Weiqun was a redundant person staying here, only the main house had people who could immediately
The vacant house he stayed in was also convenient for monitoring, so Xiong Weiqun was assigned a guest room on the second floor of the main house.
When he was brought to Xiong Weiqun's door, Zhong Ping tugged on his clothes nervously, like a good-looking young man who was dragged out for a blind date in the 1980s. Then he knocked on the door lightly and looked at
His brother was waiting for the door to open. What he meant was that if Xiong Weiqun was sleeping, he would not open the door if he knocked lightly. They would leave in a few minutes. If they were not asleep, they would open the door very quickly. In fact, he knew that this
With such a loud knock on the door, even if Xiong Weiqun falls asleep, he will definitely wake up instantly.
Sure enough, Xiong Weiqun's voice soon came from behind the door: "Who?"
"It's me!" Zhong Ping responded.
Although Zhong Jiaqi felt a little unwilling to do so, he acquiesced to this kind of flirting through the door. Even though the door opened quickly, Xiong Weiqun still held the door handle without letting go, and looked at the two people outside through the crack of the opened door.
When he saw that there were two people, he first felt that the person who came to his door was probably not a private matter, so he asked, "What are you doing?"
Naturally, Zhong Jiaqi didn't know what he was doing here. In front of Xiong Weiqun, he always felt that he was just a foil to his brother. Zhong Ping actually didn't think about what he came to see Xiong Weiqun for. He just wanted to meet Xiong Weiqun.
Now that I have seen Xiong Weiqun, he seems unable to say anything. The younger brother standing next to him is like a high-altitude light bulb.
This is quite strange. Why does his brother who is connected by blood feel like an outsider at this time? It's so nervous and embarrassing... Zhong Ping opened his mouth, looked at his brother again, and said: "Well... I'll go in
Sit for a while?" It sounded like he was asking for permission from the homeowner.
He just didn't know whether the owner of the house was Xiong Weiqun or Zhong Jiaqi in this sense, so neither of them responded for a while. Zhong Ping felt that his scalp hardened in an instant, and then he pulled Xiong Weiqun's hand and the door handle away, which were still connected.
Come: "Then I'll go in and sit for a while..."
Zhong Jiaqi knew that if he didn't harden his scalp at this time, he would be locked out of the door, so as soon as Zhong Ping put his back foot back in the door, he also grabbed the door and followed in with a cold face.
Zhong Ping found a chair inside and sat down, and Zhong Jiaqi also sat next to him. Zhong Ping felt his scalp tense again, and he felt like he couldn't say anything.
Xiong Weiqun didn't close the door, turned around and went into the house, then stood there and asked again: "What are you doing?"
"Sit down." Zhong Jiaqi was indeed faster than Zhong Pingchang and gave Xiong Weiqun a seat.
Xiong Weiqun sat on the edge of the bed where no one seemed to have been lying before, and then looked at the two people who suddenly visited him with questioning eyes.
At this time, Zhong Ping couldn't pretend to be stupid no matter how thick his skin was, so he asked stupidly: "Are you okay? Are you sleepy?"
"It's okay, I'm not sleepy." Xiong Weiqun replied quickly, causing the atmosphere to fall into an eerie silence again.
Although the twins live in different living environments, their feelings about things have always been very similar. The tacit understanding between the two of them before also proves this. So Zhong Jiaqi also felt this unusual and awkward silence, just like Zhong Ping.
I also have the urge to find topics to talk about.
Zhong Jiaqi's tolerance for this kind of environment was not as good as Zhong Ping's who often experienced this kind of scene, so he broke the silence: "When did you meet?"
In fact, he knew when the two of them met. At that time, all the information collected by e came to him. In fact, he just wanted to know what kind of deep relationship Zhong Ping had with this K...
...Do you simply want to care about that kind of relationship, or is it really like what it seems on the surface, but the relationship is actually very complicated?
But before he could think about it any more, Xiong Weiqun answered: "We met in front of the kindergarten during the mission of the politician named Li." If kidnapping can be considered a way of meeting him.
Zhong Jiaqi didn't know how to ask any more questions. Is it really possible to directly ask such a sour-sounding question as "I don't know what happened between you two?"
In order to make the atmosphere less tangled, Zhong Ping said in an off-beat way that he thought would ease the atmosphere: "I was scared to death at that time..."
This makes Zhong Jiaqi even more curious about what kind of understanding can scare people to death.
The two brothers from the Zhong family suddenly came to him, and Xiong Weiqun also felt very confused. Especially the questions they came into the room to ask were very irrelevant. It seemed that they should not be asking him questions at this time... and the awkward atmosphere was dragged out again.
After such a long time, the little kindergarten teacher could hardly sit still. So he brought the topic to an end: "You have been busy for a long time? Otherwise, we both have to take a break?"
When Zhong Jiaqi heard this, he was very satisfied and looked at Zhong Ping with a proud expression. Unexpectedly, Zhong Ping became excited: "I'm not sleepy! Who said I was sleepy... I can still wake up for another week!"