The Big Devil and the Little Forensic Doctor

Jiangcheng's special case team solves cases quickly and has a fast pace. If there is anything wrong with it, it is a bit of a forensic doctor. After an old forensic doctor suffered from the sequelae of a cerebral infarction, another forensic doctor was kidnapped and stressed, and another forensic doctor could not bear the oppression of the tyrant and strongly demanded to be transferred, a new forensic doctor was finally ushered in. The new forensic doctor is sunny and handsome, and he doesn't look like someone who works with corpses all day long: "Hello, my name is Su Chen, Su from Suzhou, Chen from Xingchen." He Yan raised his eyes and glanced at the freshly graduated Qinggua Danzi in front of him. There was no welcome gesture. This small figure could not last two months and he would have to apply for transfer. But because of a case, Su Chen's protection level was raised. Before He Yan had time to send Qinggua Danzi away, he had to accept the arrangement and live in Su Chen's home to protect Xiao Qinggua 24 hours a day. The kid's house was so chaotic that it looked like it could be fought in an underground war. He Yan's eyelids twitched when he saw it: "You are dressed like a dog, but your home is like a pig's nest." Su Chen spoke eloquently: "I just need to be friendly to other people's eyes when I go out. I can tolerate it at home." He could bear it, but He Yan couldn't. The bodyguard and housekeeping aunt came online, and He Yan just wanted to get this kid out of here. But I didn't expect that although the junior forensic doctor was not good at internal affairs, he was good at business. He was very active on the scene, had high dissection efficiency, wrote autopsy reports quickly, and could provide ideas for solving cases from time to time. In this way, the little forensic doctor Pidianpidian followed the big devil on the field during the day, and the big devil picked up the leftover French fries that the little forensic doctor ate at night. He Yan looked at the man who had been kissing the bed since he came back, and picked up the half-drunk bottle of Coca-Cola. It seemed that this kid couldn't bear to stay, so he should bear with it a little longer. Mission: Justice will eventually come