Perspective master mixed city

Chapter 677 A New Journey (The Finale)

"Ye Kai!"

"Ye Kai!"

An extremely deep voice rang out from Ye Kai's mind.

Ye Kai slowly opened his eyes and found that he was in his own small world.

"who are you?"

Ye Kai asked.

"Hehe, since you have reached the threshold of cultivation, here is no longer suitable for you! Come with me! Go to the great world and make a career!"

That voice said to Ye Kai with a smile.

"Leave now? But what about my family, my... mine? I also promised Long Aotian to go to an auction, and then..."

"Let me ask you, your ultimate goal is to open the door to the world?"

The voice continued to ask.

"of course!"

Ye Kai said.

"Now, I'll take you away, but is there any more direct method than this? Oh, yes, I haven't answered your question yet. I'm the one who gives you clairvoyant powers. Hehe, in the Great Thousand World, You can call me, Master!"

"This……"

Ye Kai hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry, as the saying goes, one day in the sky, one year in the ground. We have lived in the Great Thousand World for 1 years, and this Earth's Small Thousand World is just one day. You must learn the supernatural power of Sumeru, okay? , the time is up, come with me! As for the person you care about, it doesn't matter, you will come back in a day, Ye Kai, duh!"

A white light shrouded Ye Kai in it, and Ye Kai gradually knew nothing...

(end of book)

The book is all over here, and Jisi Nian knows that in the later stage, the writing collapsed, and I am a little sorry for everyone, and the grades of this book are also quite poor in the later stage.

However, Chicken Noodles will learn from it and get up from where it fell.

The next book is still clairvoyance, but this time, it is not about comprehension, nor about collapse, but a cool article that is purely pretending and forcing you to slap your face.

I like this book... Readers of the first half, please continue to support Chicken Noodles, Chicken Noodles, thank you!
Goodbye, new book!
……

The following is part of my other book, which is about forensic medicine. Interested students can read it.

"Pioneer Forensic Doctor"

It has been five years since I graduated, and I have never had a girlfriend, because I am a forensic doctor.

After knowing my occupation, many girls without exception left a terrified and embarrassed smile and ran away.

In fact, I know that they must have made up some plots on their own. For example, one day in the future, after turning off the lights, I will touch their skin with the hands that usually touch the corpses all day... Any sensible girl, I’m afraid Can't stand it?

In this world, apart from the staff of the funeral home, the people who deal with the dead the most are probably the people in my line of work.

Those forensic programs shown on TV will indeed make people who don't know the truth yearn for it, but when you cut through the thick fat layer of the corpse, it smells like a dead chicken that has been scalded in boiling water. When you smell it, you'll be like me, cursing the damn TV a million times in your mind.

My popularity is not good, not because of my weird personality, but because of my rigorous temperament.

Sometimes, when I was conducting an autopsy, the criminal investigator in charge of the case would say intentionally or unintentionally, "Xiao Song, please take a closer look. How could the time of death be before 12 o'clock? Can it be later?" After two hours, that damned rich second generation had evidence of his alibi before 12 o'clock!", "Song Forensic Doctor, your so-and-so condition of the damaged penis is qualitative, are you sure it's not rape? You Do you know if you say that, that guy can get away with it?"...

What I want to do is not to draw a conclusion with emotion and color. The conclusions I draw are all what the deceased wants to tell me, or in other words, they are all what the facts want to tell me. I know, I can't make it up.

I am a forensic doctor, an advocate for the injured, and a spokesperson for the dead. I am not a jury in a foreign court, and I can express my opinions as I wish.

We in the forensic medicine field all believe in a saying: Justice may be late, but it will never be absent!

But what I didn't expect was that justice was late for three years, and it seemed that it would continue to be late.

Yes, three years ago, my master died. He was brutally hanged on the electric fan at home.

This incident became a disgrace to the police force.

Master is the former Chief Prosecutor of the Criminal Police Detachment of Jingnan City, and also a member of the expert database of the provincial department. Countless major cases that seem ordinary but have hidden secrets.

Those who heal people can't heal themselves. Such a respected old forensic doctor, three years after his death, still can't rest in peace. This incident not only makes the police and forensic doctors in the southern city of Beijing and even Jiangsu Province feel ashamed In addition, it is a nightmare that I, as an apprentice, will never get rid of.

I personally participated in the dissection of Master's body.

It’s not that I’m cold-blooded. Master once said to me after he was drunk, “Ali, if one day Master is killed, Master hopes that you will be the one who dissects my body! We are familiar with each other. Ah, you cut the knife properly, neatly, and without pain! Hahahaha..."

I don't want to recall the process of dissecting Master's body. In the past three years, I have been blaming myself for my incompetence all the time. I always thought, if Master was there, I would be able to find some clues at the scene of the crime, right?
While thinking about this in my mind, my phone rang again.

It was Luo Tou calling.

Luotou's name is Luo Zhiguo, and he is the captain of the Second Brigade of the Criminal Police Detachment of Jingnan City.

The Second Brigade of Criminal Police is responsible for serious and important cases. It is the first sharp knife on the criminal investigation front, and the 37-year-old captain is the soul of this sharp knife.

Without him, the sharp knife will rust.

"I said, Boss Song, do we have a gentleman's agreement? I will give you three years, three years, no matter whether Mr. Zhong's forensic case is solved or not, you must cheer me up and go to work! Today is On the first day after three years, don't tell me that you forensic doctors are all dishonest guys!"

Before I could speak, Luo Tou yelled at me on the other end of the phone like a machine gun.

A smile appeared on my face.

This Luo Zhiguo seems to be fierce, but in fact, everyone who has been with him knows that he has a cold face and a warm heart, with a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart.

In the past three years, I have put all my energy into the case of Master's murder, so that I didn't go to work at all. If it weren't for Luo Tou, I'm afraid I would have been fired by the police force.

Now it is extremely difficult to get a civil servant position, so Luo Zhiguo is no different from my reborn parents.

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(End of this chapter)