Yin Xia's dream since childhood was to become a forensic doctor.
At first it was to trace the bones, and in the end it was to destroy the corpses and eliminate traces.
One skill is good, the more the better.
Eventually she became a qualified forensic examiner.
The higher-ups sent people down to investigate the case, and she assisted.
She opened her eyes wide and pretended to be innocent: Who said the murderer couldn't be investigated?
An assistant who doesn't know how to collect clues is not a good assistant.
Yin Xia loudly reported the clues.
A murderer who doesn't know how to deal with traces is not a good murderer.
Yin Xia silently wiped off the fingerprints on the evidence.
In the end, he grabbed his still warm heart and wondered to the man sent down: Why haven't you found evidence to arrest me yet?
Fragment one:
After surveying the terrain, Yin Xia was accidentally pushed down among the bustling crowd and hit his knee on a stone.
A colleague helped her up and asked, "How is she?"
Yin Xia smiled lightly and said, "I'm fine."
By the time she finished the autopsy report, her pants were already wet and the smell of blood was strong.
Colleagues rushed her to the hospital and notified him.
When Yin Xia woke up in the middle of the night, she heard them talking: "Forensic Doctor Yin is really a man. He can survive such a serious illness. He must be difficult to take care of at home, right?"
The man shook his head, his eyes twinkling, "She is just a child, easy to coax, and will cry even if her hand is pricked."
"How come?"
The man chuckled, "She never needs to be strong in front of me."
A smile appeared on Yin Xia's lips, yes, it's great to have him.
Fragment two:
In the room, a dim light came on. The man opened the door carefully, as if he was afraid of waking anyone up.
But there was no one he had been thinking about all day long on the big bed. The man was startled and his eyes turned slightly.
Suddenly, I heard a squeaking sound coming from the bathroom, and the door was opened.
A woman's delicate and sweet voice came, "Husband, do you think I'm beautiful?"
The man's Adam's apple moved slightly, his eyes overflowed, and he whispered, "Beautiful."
"Then let's play role-playing!" The woman was wearing a pink tight nurse uniform, and her behavior was gentle and elegant.
Holding a stethoscope in her hand, she walked over charmingly, put the stethoscope on the man's chest, exhaled like a blue breath and said: "Turn over, obediently..."
He moved gently, but suddenly stopped at the critical moment. He took out the handcuffs from behind, handcuffed the man to the bed, and his voice suddenly turned cold and said: "You dare to hook up with the police station flower behind my back, I think you don't want the trumpet flower!"