I Was Just Picking Up Takeout, So How Did I Become a Serial Killer?

[Hilarious High-Energy Comedy] [Forensic Profiling] [Power Couple] [Extremely Protective]

Intern forensic pathologist Wen Gu shuffled downstairs in her slippers in the middle of the night to pick up her spicy hot pot delivery.

But she never got her food. Instead, she “found” a juicy fresh dismemberment case in the apartment complex's trash can.

She had just craned her neck to join the onlookers in sucking in a horrified breath when a middle-aged woman at the scene pointed at her and shouted, “Officer, it's her! The bag she's carrying weighs exactly the same!”

The iron-willed, unsentimental criminal investigation captain Huo Zhun pinned her in the interrogation room on the spot.

Huo Zhun: “All right, tell me how you did it, and what happened to that bowl of spicy hot pot.”

Wen Gu sighed and pointed very sincerely at his spine. “Captain Huo, I'm innocent. But you have a beautiful skeleton. If you ever donate your body, could you give me first dibs?”

Huo Zhun: “???”

To clear her name, Wen Gu demonstrated her extraordinary profiling skills and identified the real culprit in three minutes.

From then on, a little “shadow” followed the poker-faced captain around, cracking sunflower seeds while performing autopsies.

Later, when an assassin from a mysterious dark web organization aimed a gun at Wen Gu,

Captain Huo, who never bowed his head to anyone, took a bullet for her. His eyes red, he gritted out, “Wen Gu, my body belongs to you for the rest of my life. So you are not allowed to die.”