[Unit Crime Solving] + [Undercover Main Line] + [Forensic Medicine] + [Criminal Science and Technology] + [Group Portraits] + [Puzzle and Reasoning] + [Emotionless Line] + [Not Brainless]
I, Zhao Miao, have just joined the county public security bureau as a forensic master, and have awakened to the "chief forensic system."
From then on, I was a walking history of upgrading criminal technical skills.
Forensic pathology, forensic anthropology, forensic entomology, trace examination, blood stain morphology analysis, crime scene reconstruction... Every time a case is solved, it is a gorgeous lighting up of the skill tree.
I will eventually become the chief medical examiner who stands at the top and makes all criminals fearful!
I, Zhao Miao, am a forensic doctor who can empathize with the dead.
Every time I touch a cold corpse, I can always see the warmest moments of their life.
Rights for the living and words for the dead.
There is no perfect crime under my scalpel.
There is only delayed justice and a white flower.
One day, I discovered that behind a murder, there was actually a mysterious "guide" who instigated the crime. He actually had a criminal system...
The truth is far darker than I imagined...
Reader comments
It's not bad, but I don't know if it's the author's oral habit or AI polishing. There are a few sentences in the text, "It's not xxxx, it's xxxxx." Every time I listen to a paragraph in the book, this kind of highly identical sentence pattern always pops up. It makes my skin crawl. The following is an excerpt from the original text. I hope the author can use it less. I'm out of the uncanny valley with words.
When eating noodles, he holds chopsticks in his right hand and flips through his phone habitually with his left hand - not reading the news, but daily photos he took with the same phone.
Not a blue panel, not a golden code - it's a warm, sunny image.
Not because of fear, not because of nausea—but because of the sound. That voice that said, "From now on, we will only depend on each other."
It was not the relaxed and quiet atmosphere of "the case is over and the team is leaving" just now, but the tranquility of more than a dozen people who were all waiting to see the result.
Suddenly there was a sharp stabbing pain in my head. It's not a metaphor, it really hurts. Start from the back of the head
The fingers are trembling a little. It's not fear, it's the body's instinctive reaction to overdraft.
It wasn't a brief moment of sudden fear - it was a despair that had been brewing from deep inside for some time.
Not the silent intrusion of memory fragments, but a clear, electronic beep.
The author is like a refutation type personality. In my mind, it is not xxx, but xxx. Although the writing is not bad, I feel really uncomfortable when I read it [face covering]
It's super beautiful, I highly recommend it. It's written with special details. Gui Dada is also very patient in changing the details bit by bit, catching a Dada who is just starting out! (Excited. Jpg)
I have a lot of interesting ideas and read the content carefully. Sometimes I consider giving up when I see something that doesn't make sense (Shuangwen Wubrao is about whether it's good or not), and I can swear that this text is absolutely good-looking and has great potential!
Expect! I hope Gui Da can keep updating! Come on!
This is too little, only 66 chapters are good.
. Why did I discover it only after writing chapter 41? [Cry]
It's not bad, but I don't know if it's the author's oral habit or AI polishing. There are a few sentences in the text, "It's not xxxx, it's xxxxx." Every time I listen to a paragraph in the book, this kind of highly identical sentence pattern always pops up. It makes my skin crawl. The following is an excerpt from the original text. I hope the author can use it less. I'm out of the uncanny valley with words. When eating noodles, he holds chopsticks in his right hand and flips through his phone habitually with his left hand - not reading the news, but daily photos he took with the same phone. Not a blue panel, not a golden code - it's a warm, sunny image. Not because of fear, not because of nausea—but because of the sound. That voice that said, "From now on, we will only depend on each other." It was not the relaxed and quiet atmosphere of "the case is over and the team is leaving" just now, but the tranquility of more than a dozen people who were all waiting to see the result. Suddenly there was a sharp stabbing pain in my head. It's not a metaphor, it really hurts. Start from the back of the head The fingers are trembling a little. It's not fear, it's the body's instinctive reaction to overdraft. It wasn't a brief moment of sudden fear - it was a despair that had been brewing from deep inside for some time. Not the silent intrusion of memory fragments, but a clear, electronic beep. The author is like a refutation type personality. In my mind, it is not xxx, but xxx. Although the writing is not bad, I feel really uncomfortable when I read it [face covering]
It's super beautiful, I highly recommend it. It's written with special details. Gui Dada is also very patient in changing the details bit by bit, catching a Dada who is just starting out! (Excited. Jpg) I have a lot of interesting ideas and read the content carefully. Sometimes I consider giving up when I see something that doesn't make sense (Shuangwen Wubrao is about whether it's good or not), and I can swear that this text is absolutely good-looking and has great potential! Expect! I hope Gui Da can keep updating! Come on!
This is too little, only 66 chapters are good.
. Why did I discover it only after writing chapter 41? [Cry]