Ninety-third bowl of soup (4)
Meng Xingzhen is a senior forensic doctor at the Municipal Police Department. He is 187 tall, and he looks like a model in a white coat. He has wide shoulders and narrow hips, and he has a good figure, and he is very handsome. When Zhong Xun led them into the forensic room, he just took off his white coat and was washing his hands. When he looked up and saw Zhong Xun, he frowned: "Captain Zhong, I have told you many times, please knock on the door before you come in. "
Zhong Xun raised his hands, the old and the young, to prove that he didn't want to knock on the door, but that he really couldn't spare.
Meng Xing took a look at what he was holding with both hands, the left hand was a delicate little girl, and the right hand was a... don't mention it. He pretended not to see the familiar fat old man, and said to Zhong Xun, "Why do you treat this little girl like this, she is wearing a skirt."
Zhong Xun was taken aback. He had never been in a relationship at such an age, and of course he didn't know how to be considerate to girls. Even his mother had been angered by him many times, complaining that having a son would be better than giving birth to barbecued pork.
Qing Huan waved to Meng Xingzhen: "Hi."
"Hi." Facing the beautiful little girl, Meng Xingzhen has always been very gentlemanly. He came over and pulled Zhong Xun away, and politely asked Qing Huan, "Would you like something to drink?"
"Cola."
"Please wait."
After a while, not only gave Qing Huan a cup of Coke, but also a small cake. Because no one can tell the time of the autopsy, and sometimes it is too late to come out, and it is too troublesome to go to eat, so the refrigerator in the forensic room is filled with human heads and Coca-Cola, and internal organs and cakes are flying together. Meng Xingzhen also knew that the little girl should not be frightened. When he opened the refrigerator just now, he noticed that this cake was put together with a bag of blood plasma, but it should not smell bad if the packaging was torn off by him just now.
Qing Huan obediently sat on the sofa and began to eat the cake, and then saw the fat old man struggled to break free from Zhong Xun's grasp, then jumped in front of Meng Xing's pillow, pointed at his nose and cursed: "You bastard! This is What is your attitude towards elders? Believe it or not, I will tell your master to let her beat you???"
Meng Xing groaned and asked, "Are you sure Master is slapping me and not you?"
Meng Daxian gasped.
Meng Xingzhen said: "Are you still angry with me after so long? Didn't you just take some of your things..."
"Taking without telling is a thief!" Meng Daxian felt heartbroken at the thought, "And what do you mean taking 'something'?! It was saved by me so hard! You took it all!"
The two quarreled lively, Zhong Xun was so annoyed that he couldn't stand it, Qing Huan took a sip of Coke and asked curiously: "What did you take?"
"A handful of pine nuts."
"Ah???" Zhong Xun donated blood thinking he heard it wrong. "What did you take?"
"A handful of pine nuts." Meng Xingzhen sighed, "Speaking of which, it's all a matter of youth and ignorance. When I was seventeen years old, we gathered together to celebrate the New Year. Uncle Shi has a habit of eating peanuts and sunflower seeds. I would save a handful of similar nuts and get bored, I just took them when I saw my greed.” Who knew that he would be hated for nine years, and now he is twenty-six, the uncle still hates him as always, and sees him every year during the Chinese New Year I can't wait to peel his skin.
"Then why did your master beat him?" Qing Huan didn't understand.
"Because Uncle Shi is the most incomprehensible." Meng Xingzhen said plainly, "You don't know how much this guy does. He has a good life but he has to run around to be a fortune teller. Cats hate dogs. I don't know. Master is tired of cleaning up the mess for him all the time. This time I came here probably because I will cause trouble again and fear that my master will be angry."
Meng Daxian immediately denied: "It's nonsense! How could I be afraid of a woman!"
Meng Xingzhen said, "I'll call Master right now and tell her you're here."
"Don't!" The scream was so shrill that Qing Huan's heart ached when she heard it. "Don't tell her!"
"Master, you have to tell me what trouble you got into, right? Master called me a few days ago and was so angry that I told her to tell her immediately if I found out about your whereabouts. She will beat you to death with slippers."
Meng Daxian had already started to shiver, if Zhong Xun hadn't picked him up, he would have knelt down as soon as his legs gave way.
The uncle saw that other senior brothers were not like this, and he was particularly fierce to him, perhaps because he was used to being abused by the master.
"I, I..." Meng Daxian was about to cry in fright. In his opinion, Junior Sister was more frightening than the fierce Zhong Xun. He would rather be stared at by Zhong Xun for three hours than be criticized by Junior Sister for three minutes.
Isn't the reason why you want to run is because you have a guilty conscience!
"I know." Qing Huan raised her hand reluctantly after eating the last bite of the small cake.
"you know?"
Qing Huan smiled at Meng Daxian twice, and the fat old man was terrified when he laughed. "He flirted with the aunt who sells steamed stuffed buns. The uncle saw him. He grabbed the spatula and chased him for three miles. Of course he didn't dare to go back."
Meng Daxian lost all strength and was completely wilted.
Meng Xingzhen showed a suddenly realized expression: "I said why Master complained to me before, she went to buy steamed buns before, and the couple who sold the steamed stuffed buns saw that her nose was not her nose and her eyes were not eyes, so it was your fault, Master. "Then he looked at Qing Huan: "How did the little girl know?"
"I did the math." Qing Huan smiled, "I'm also a fortune teller."
Meng Xingzhen snorted: "Uncle Master is going to accept apprentices?"
"I have a master, so I can't worship other people as my master." Qing Huan took another sip of Coke, "Can I have another piece of cake?"
"Of course." He bought quite a lot.
Because Meng Daxian was caught by a trick, she sat down and behaved honestly. Qing Huan held the cake and ate it. She didn't care who the cake was next door to when it was in the refrigerator, anyway, she didn't eat it. . Zhong Xun also finished watching the farce of the uncle and nephew, and sat down and asked: "Who are you? Uncle and master, what age is this? Didn't you graduate from the Department of Forensic Medicine of B University? Why are you in your school? There is also a name like Master Uncle?"
Meng Xingzheng sat at the desk and laughed, "Quiet Zhong is a trustworthy person, so I don't speak dark words in front of Ming people. I am an orphan, and Master adopted me, taught me skills, and sent me to study. The reason for studying forensic medicine is that it is more similar to the skills taught by the master, and it is more suitable for the purpose of our sect."
"...What do you mean?" Zhong Xun was still at a loss.
"Let me tell you this!" Meng Daxian said suddenly, startling everyone, "We are a monastic sect, and we take subduing demons as our mission. When the world is peaceful, we will all go our own way, but you have to know that in this world There is no such thing as a peaceful time, so we live a normal life, and when something goes wrong, we will solve it, but generally we will not reveal our name. You don’t have to ask us what sect, you just need to know that our sect has one of the biggest characteristics! Compared with other sects They are all different features! They are very special! You can see them at a glance!"
"Oh?" Zhong Xun became curious, even Meng Xingzhen didn't know what other characteristics of their sect. "What is it?"
"It's just..." Meng Daxian deliberately lowered his voice, "They all look very good-looking."
Zhong Xun: "..."
He took a look at Meng Xingzhen. Indeed, this forensic doctor surprised all the female police officers when he first arrived, and he is still No. 1 in the police station's female dream lover.
When the line of sight turned to Meng Daxian, he was a little speechless...
Meng Daxian deeply felt that he was insulted: "What kind of eyes do you have?? When I was young, I was much more handsome than this bastard, okay?"
Looking at the double chin of the old man, Zhong Xun said seriously: "I didn't bring them here to listen to this. I don't care what your schools are. I just want to know how Wang Fang died." How could it be possible? Losing internal organs without wounding the whole body? This is too unreasonable!
"The autopsy report is very clear, how can you live without a heart?" Meng Xingzhen took a sip of coffee, "I have professional ethics, how can I still lie to you?"
"but-"
"Do you believe in ghosts?"
Zhong Xun frowned: "I am a materialist, and the theory of ghosts and gods is not credible."
"That's fine." Meng Xing spread his hands, "If you don't believe me, what else can I do? I'm a forensic doctor, and it's not my job to solve cases. But I'll tell you, Team Zhong, if you don't believe me, you'll have to deal with this case." Never try to break."
Zhong Xun felt that the world had changed overnight. There were four people in the room now, and the three other than him were magic sticks. "Meng Forensic Doctor, you are a talented student and have received higher education. How can you believe such nonsense?"
Meng Daxian said: "If you don't believe it, why don't you believe it? You have strong yang energy and a special physique, and ordinary ghosts dare not get close to you. Come here and let me try blowing on the lamp on your shoulder. It won't scare you to death!"
Unexpectedly, Zhong Xun really came over: "Blow it."
Meng Daxian couldn't see someone being so arrogant, he opened his mouth to blow, but fortunately, Qing Huan grabbed him and said, "You are crazy, you are not afraid of accidents if you blow on his sun lamp? He has a special physique, but he is very suitable for ghosts."
Meng Daxian was not convinced: "It was he who didn't believe in ghosts first!"
Qing Huan hooked his fingers at Zhong Xun: "Zhong Xun, bow your head."
Zhong Xun bent down slightly, and felt a white and tender finger gently brushing over his eyelids, and then saw the beautiful and delicate girl and said, "You are now entering the dissection room."
Zhong Xun glanced at her inexplicably, then turned around and went in. Meng Daxian and Meng Xingzhen were both very curious: "What did you do just now? Why did you let him into the dissecting room?"
"Is Wang Fang's body inside?"
Meng Xing nodded.
So Qing Huan smiled like a flower: "It's useless to just say it with your mouth, since he doesn't believe it, why don't you believe it after just seeing it?"
"Did you open his eyes?" Meng Daxian asked in amazement, "There are no cow's tears, no drawing amulets and chanting mantras, how did you do it?" He is already a wizard in the master's mouth, but even a wizard has to open his eyes to see ghosts , this little girl really exceeded his expectations in every way.