As a Forensic Pathologist, Is It Really That Weird to Carry a Watermelon Knife?

Reborn as a forensic pathologist, Zhao Hao is a little rattled by the countless kinds of corpses he has to face.

But his golden finger is already bound to his field of study, so he has no choice but to speed down the path of forensic medicine.

Speak for the living, and seek justice for the dead.

As he solves one case after another, Zhao Hao, a hulking, muscular man, becomes the perfect voice for the dead, restoring the truth.

Victim's family: "Thank you, Dr. Zhao. He's a godsend to our whole family!"

Leading forensic expert: "I don't care what you think. I only care what Zhao Hao thinks. Little Zhao's conclusions can't be wrong."

Criminal investigation authority: "How could this possibly be suicide?! Oh, Zhao Hao's autopsy report! Reconstruct the whole case. How could Dr. Zhao be wrong?!"

Suspect: "What, Zhao Hao is here? Officer, I did it. You don't have to go to all that trouble."

Meanwhile, Zhao Hao slurps noodles beside the autopsy table.

Severely decomposed?! A challenge. I like it. Where's my scalpel?!

Never mind, a watermelon knife will do!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.