You pick up the body while someone else is doing the autopsy. Do you call this forensic medicine?

Chapter 334 Qin Huan’s hometown was stolen?
"Who is this person?"

Qin Huan's voice immediately attracted the attention of several people present.

Even Shen Hanshan followed Qin Huan's gaze and looked over.

It was a young man who looked to be in his twenties and less than thirty years old.

Wearing a clean white suit, he looked very eye-catching.

Because all the people in the Special Ninth Bureau around him were wearing black uniforms, but he was the only one wearing a white suit.

Moreover, there is a piece of red cloth stuffed in the pocket of the suit, with a corner exposed.

It can only be called Bu. Like Zhang Feng, we are a rough guy. Who knows what the scientific name of that thing should be.

All in all, it looks very eye-catching, not only eye-catching, but also smelly.

Everyone knew that Qin Huan was asking about this person.

However, Shen Hanshan looked back at Qin Huan with some surprise and said:

"Isn't this someone from your Special Ninth Bureau? Don't you know him?"

Listening to Shen Hanshan's words, the doubtful look in Qin Huan's eyes became more intense and he said:

"I don't know him, and I've never seen him before."

"Since when did we have such a fat-headed and naughty person in our special ninth round?"

Qin Huan said this.

Shen Hanshan and Zhang Feng looked at each other and curled their lips at the same time.

Youtou noodles
A bit indeed.

But what does this have to do with them?

They are not from the Special Ninth Bureau.

After a few people chatted here for a while.

They turned around and walked towards the special 9th ​​Bureau's motorcade together.

As they approached, the men in black uniforms from the Special Ninth Bureau had already opened the door of the vehicle next to them.

At least he seems to have a good attitude.

But when they got closer, the man whom Qin Huan described as "oil-headed and noodle-faced" took the initiative to greet him.

Moreover, he walked straight to Zhang Feng.

Even Qin Huan, the captain of the Special Ninth Bureau, bypassed it and ignored it.

Looking at Zhang Feng, he said with a faint smile on his face:

"Is this the forensic doctor Zhang Feng?"

The sound is also very peaceful.

But for some reason, Qin Huan, Shen Hanshan and Zhang Feng all frowned slightly.

Because the smile on this man's face always seems to have a strange feeling.

Although I can’t tell what it feels like.

But, don’t like it, they don’t like it.

However, Zhang Feng still nodded politely and said:
"Yes, I am."

"Okay." The man nodded, turned slightly sideways, and said to Zhang Feng:

"Forensic Doctor Zhang, please come with me. You take this car."

Then he pointed to another car and said:

"Although I don't know who is Miss Ma Xiaotong, please take that car, Miss Ma Xiaotong."

Is this to separate Zhang Feng and Ma Xiaotong?
And are they separate or different vehicles?

What if I really get on the bus and the convoy leaves the airport and gets separated?
What if Ma Xiaotong is taken away alone?
Zhang Feng will never allow this kind of thing to happen.

Ever since, he also shook his head and said:

"I think there is no need for this. My sister and I can just ride in the same car."

Zhang Feng's tone of voice was also very calm and natural, with a sense of discussion.

However, the smile on the face of the "oil-headed noodle" Qin Huan called him disappeared at this moment.

Looking at Zhang Feng, there was a bit of threat in his eyes, and his voice instantly became cold and said:

"You can't help yourself!"

Strong!

what's going on?

Are you trying to give Zhang Feng a show of strength?
Shen Hanshan, Guo Hao, Lin Rui, Qin Huan and Zhang Feng all frowned slightly.

Especially Qin Huan, he stepped forward and stopped in front of Zhang Feng, faced this "oil-headed noodle" and said coldly:
"Hey! Who are you? Are you from our Special Ninth Bureau? Why have I never seen you before?" This "oil-headed noodle" looked at Qin Huan in front of him, and there was a curve in the corner of his mouth that looked very frivolous. Then he said:

"I should be the one to ask this question, right?"

"and who are you?"

Qin Huan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gritted his teeth gently and said:

"I'm Qin Huan!"

The "Youtou Noodles" in front of me seemed to suddenly realize:
"Oh~"

"So this is the famous Qin Huan, Captain Qin, right? He's also the chief instructor of our Special Ninth Bureau. Oh, no, he should be the former chief instructor!"

Qin Huan's eyelids twitched slightly when he heard this: "What do you mean?"

"I'll tell you the truth." The "oil-headed noodle" said with a relaxed look on his face:

"During Captain Qin's absence, the position of chief instructor cannot be vacant, right? There must be someone to train new talents."

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Gao Xiao, the current chief instructor of the Special Ninth Bureau!"

"What did you say?"

Look at this "oil-headed noodle" named Gao Xiao looking so arrogant.

Qin Huan's pupils suddenly shrank.

Has the chief instructor been replaced?

When did this happen?

As a chief instructor, why don't I get any news?

Or is it that the higher-ups are hiding this from me on purpose?

Even if others hide it from me, then...
Anyway, it shouldn’t be.

What exactly is going on?

During my absence, what happened inside the Special Ninth Bureau?
And while Qin Huan was thinking in his heart.

Gao Xiao had shifted his gaze to Zhang Feng's face again and said again:

"Zhang Feng, do you hear this clearly? You take this car and Ma Xiaotong takes that car. This is an order. Do you understand?"

Good guy, have you said the word "command" yet?
Lin Rui, who was standing behind Zhang Feng, might have jumped out and yelled at the greasy-headed noodle named Gao Xiao if Ma Xiaotong hadn't stopped him!

Finally, a cold light appeared in Zhang Feng's eyes.

But his voice was as calm as ever, and he asked:
"Order?"

Then, Zhang Feng chuckled, expressing contempt for his "order", and then continued:
"If I remember correctly, I shouldn't be from your Special Ninth Bureau, right?"

"Even if you are the current chief instructor of the Special Ninth Bureau, what qualifications do you have to order me?"

Even when Zhang Feng said these words.

The sound is still very flat.

It was as if Gao Xiao didn't take it seriously at all.

When Gao Xiao heard Zhang Feng's attitude, the color on his face became darker.

"Humph!"

He snorted coldly, then whispered directly:
"Let me show you what qualifications I have!"

As he said that, he actually stretched out his right hand directly towards Zhang Feng, as if he wanted to pull Zhang Feng into the car on the spot.

However, the moment he stretched out his hand, Zhang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his eyes raised slightly, and he secretly said in disbelief:
"Cultivation?"

That's right.

The first time this person took action, Zhang Feng felt a familiar aura.

This aura is absolutely impossible to exist in ordinary people.

On the contrary, it seemed very ordinary in the world before I traveled through it.

But this world is not the world before me!

What exactly is going on?

For a moment, a question suddenly arose in Zhang Feng's mind:
"In the special ninth round, there are actually monks?!"

At the moment when Zhang Feng hesitated, Gao Xiao's palm had already landed firmly on Zhang Feng's arm.

At this moment of contact, Zhang Feng's brows raised slightly again:
"Something's wrong!"

"There's something wrong with his cultivation!"

……

(End of this chapter)