He Is a Heavenly Master and a Forensic Doctor

A small advance: "The Fake Young Master's Survival Guide" The duty of the forensic doctor is to find the last words of the deceased, while the duty of the heavenly master is to make the dead speak. * Two years after Liu Anmu, the metaphysical genius who was once a hit in the metaphysical circle, passed away, he lived a "retirement" life of drinking wine and blowing in the breeze every day. Unexpectedly, when the underworld checked the accounts, it was discovered that he had not yet expired before his death, but in fact, it was because Wu Chang had seduced the wrong soul after drinking. The government issued an announcement overnight: "I am a temporary worker and have been dismissed." Liu Anmu: "..." He just said how to cure athlete's foot and kill people? With his super high force value, Liu Anmu finally got the opportunity to join the army without taking the test, and was reborn as a forensic doctor from the Shahu District Public Security Bureau. * After his rebirth, he was a "good" forensic doctor in the police station during the day and a good clerk in the underworld at night. From then on, he began a life of killing corpses in his left hand and a scalpel in his right hand. Liu Anmu picked up the scalpel to dissect the corpse, and the ghost of the suffering master followed him with eyes wide open. Liu Anmu's expression remained unchanged as he cut open the belly of the corpse. The ghost of the torturer was blowing his beard and glaring at him. Liu Anmu took a camera to take pictures of the damaged parts of the body, while the ghost of the suffering master sat on his shoulders and plucked his hair wildly. Liu Anmu had to interrupt the dissection and put down the scalpel. The soul locking chain automatically wrapped around the dead soul's neck without any wind. Liu An Mupi said with a smile: "If you don't cooperate with my work, then we can only talk in another way." Another forensic doctor who worked with him pushed up his glasses, and his eyes under the lenses were sarcastic: "Why, do you still expect the deceased to sit up and cooperate with you in the operation?" Liu Anmu: "..." Don't say it, really don't say it... Meeting his eager gaze, the dead soul in the corner erupted with a sharp explosion. * There is a sentence posted in the display area of the technical department that inspires every forensic doctor: corpses cannot speak, so the forensic doctor's duty is to translate the deceased's words to people who do not understand. Every time Liu Anmu passed by, he felt deeply convinced. ——The duty of the forensic doctor is to find the last words of the deceased, while the duty of the heavenly master is to make the dead speak. So when faced with a situation where the autopsy results and surveillance evidence were completely contradictory, even the most experienced forensic doctor was helpless. Liu Anmu put down the scalpel and said to himself: "Did you really commit suicide?" The dead soul covered in blood stood behind him, blood and tears dripping from its eyes. It opened its dry and cracked lips, but could not make any sound. However, the next second, its pupils suddenly shrank to a single point. The black soul chain rising from Liu Anmu's hand penetrated the body of the undead. As thick black mist burst into the air, a shadow composed of black air slowly appeared behind it. Liu Anmu looked into Shadow's cold-blooded eyes and suddenly laughed: "Look, it was indeed him who killed him." * The Bai family has a century-old foundation in the capital, and its heritage is unfathomable, and no one dares to match it. The real head of the Bai family, Bai Zhi, had no job. Instead, he opened a three-story antique shop in the courtyard of Tonggu Alley. The new dignitaries in the Beijing circle tacitly understand that the most valuable thing about the antique calligraphy and paintings in the shop is not their collection value, but the intricate power of the Bai family behind them. If they can use this to climb the high branch of the Bai family, they will be able to enjoy themselves in this part of the capital in the future. As for spending a lot of money, whether you can meet the legendary head of the Bai family depends entirely on fate. Even so, the antique shop is still restricted to only one person wearing clothes, and the stone lions at the door are all polished. ——So when Liu Anmu drove a second-hand shabby car and dragged a load of tattered belongings, and moved his studio into this magnificent antique shop, the younger brother following Liu Anmu wanted to dig out his own eyes and put them back again: "Third brother, did you see the owner of this shop kill people and bury corpses?" Liu Anmu picked up a bag of tattered old antiques with one hand and sneered: "It's just a courtyard house. I'll use some dirty tricks to capture it immediately." "As expected of my third brother, with a little plan... Wait, what plan did you just say?! (??д?)? " The cypress tree becomes a spirit·The thousand-year-old tree demon's gentle attack Pre-received copy: "The Fake Young Master's Guide to Survival" After his accidental death, Lian Qi was bound to the cannon fodder villain system. In this fucked-up world, all the selected hosts will play the role of cannon fodder and fake young masters in the real and fake young master novels, adhering to the highest concept of endless life and endless pursuit of death, and will eventually become the stepping stone on the protagonist's road to success. On the first day after entering the system space, Lian Qi found a "Fake Young Master's Survival Guide" left by his senior in the system space. Open the title page, the first article on the first page: The protagonist is Tian! The protagonist is the land! What could be wrong with the protagonist? Even the protagonist's farts taste good! ! The first rule for the fake young master to survive - please be sure to hug the protagonist's thigh tightly! " "..." Lian Qi twitched the corner of his mouth and said to himself: "Is this a survival guide or a dog licking guide?" "It's all rubbish left behind by those losers before. "The system sneered disdainfully: "Submission to the protagonist is the fate of you people. I kindly advise you, the host, to avoid these crooked ways and accept your fate as soon as possible and follow the plot obediently. " * In the first world, he is a fake young master with unlimited fame and wealth, and the protagonist is a mecha master who earns tuition in an underground fighting arena. Everyone knows that the young master of the Lian family, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, recently fell in love with a girl, and because of this, he got into trouble with a newly promoted mecha master in an underground casino. The young master spends a lot of money in every game just to suppress the arrogance of this new gold medal fighting mecha master. But no one knew that while the atmosphere in the fighting arena was bustling, in the lounge behind the casino, Lian Qi lazily leaned on the bar, reaching out to push the man's head away, "Not today, it's my eldest brother's birthday, I have to go back to my old house tonight. " The wet and hot kiss didn't stop, falling lightly on his neck, and the embrace that held him showed no intention of letting go. After a moment, the protagonist's hoarse and emotional voice sounded close to Lian Qi's ears: "…What if I don't want you to go? " * In the second world, he is the son of the extremely talented leader of the Immortal Sect, Qingfeng Jiyue. However, the protagonist was sold as a slave to a wealthy merchant Zhuangzi when he was young, and suffered all kinds of humiliation. Ankang County has been haunted for months, and an immortal came to slay the demon. On the second day after arriving at Zhao Mansion, Zhao Qianhu held a banquet in honor of the immortal. During the banquet, a young slave was serving wine, but he was hit in the knee by a stone. In full view of everyone, he fell to the ground with the wine. Zhao Qianhu was furious and immediately ordered people to beat this cunning slave to death with sticks. The immortal shook his folding fan and said with a smile: "The face is quite good. It would be a pity to kill him. Why don't the owner give him to me." " The tall sin slave who was curled up on the ground suddenly raised his head and stared closely at the "immortal" who was sitting on the table in the clear breeze and bright moon. A few years later, the identities of the two were revealed. Zeng Jin's sinful slave became the son of a high-ranking leader, while Zeng Jin's famous senior brother became the "lost dog" that everyone avoided. Lian Qi pressed the sword wound on his shoulder and leaned against the dilapidated thatched hut. He turned his head to look at the figure blocking his light, and laughed: "Come to seek revenge on me? " The visitor's body was still stained with autumn frost, and he knelt down in front of him on one knee. After a long time, he laughed softly, "Jiang Heng, a disciple of Qing Xianzong, has admired his senior brother for many years, and today he came here to ask for his hand in marriage. " * The third world. The system gloated, holding the script in its hand, "The protagonist is different this time. " They raised their eyebrows: "Oh? What's the difference? " System: "He is a holy mother. " After thinking about it, the system added with some schadenfreude: "And he is the kind that is well-known. His kindness will move his brother and parents, and then he will become more and more dissatisfied with you, a fake young master, and finally kick you out of the house and let you live on the streets. " So, on the first day of school, Lian Qi shook his injured left leg and enjoyed the protagonist's meal service with peace of mind. On the second day of school, Lian Qi shook his right leg that was in plaster and waited calmly for the protagonist to undress and untie him. … It wasn't until one month after school started that Lian Qi opened the folder named "Study" and turned around to look for the protagonist. The system finally couldn't help but popped out: "Don't go too far! " Lian Qi innocently spread his hands and said: "The Holy Mother also needs a vicious cannon fodder to accompany her, and I am fulfilling her wish. At this moment, no one or the system knew that in the dead of night, the protagonist would lower his head and kiss the corner of Lian Qi's lips. At that time, the protagonist's eyes were completely different from before, and his voice was gentle but without any warmth: "If you are no longer a lofty young master, but an ordinary person with nothing, am I the only one around you? Intention: If you never forget it, there will be a response