The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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Yan Yan only felt that his brain was sweating and his fingers were slightly moving. Apart from Sang Chen, this was the second person I met in Datang who wanted to dissect. If Liu Qingsong and Sang Chen are put together, I really don't know what will happen, what is the difference?

"Hey..." Liu Qingsong turned to Xing Niang, and daringly said: "Although the age is a little bigger, but ... why my destiny is so miserable."

In connection with the foreword, Xing Niang naturally knows what Liu Qingsong said. She gave a small amount of money to a small head, but it was not easy to care about. When she pulled her face, she said: "Crazy."

"Liu Shizhu... This 冉17-naughter may be a fellow with you. You can talk privately about other things. Lao Ni wants to retreat to meditation, and both can do it." The wisdom of the lord clearly felt the danger of Liu Qingsong. In order to avoid the next swearing, and do not want to play any Zen machine, immediately rushed to order.

Hometown? Both Yan Yan and Liu Qingsong were stunned, and my heart was unconsciously nervous.

Xing Niang is also very surprised, is it the ancestral home?

Standing quietly for a long time, Liu Qingsong tentatively said: "2010?"

Yan Yan’s heart trembled and slowly said: “2011.”

Liu Qingsong rushed forward and rushed forward, his eyes flushed with red, and instantly the words "the fellow villagers see the fellow villagers, the two tears are dazzling".

Yan Yan’s heart is also a shock that is turned upside down, but she seems to be much calmer than Liu Qingsong. She silently watched him for a while, and ignored the “hands-on tears”, but turned calmly to Xing Niang: “You first Go back, I have something to say to Liu Langjun."

"This..." Xing Niang hesitated, but immediately thought that Yan Yan is a measure, it will not block.

Liu Qingsong couldn't wait to jump up, followed Yan Yan's back to the lord's back, and then left.

Just out of the maple forest, Liu Qingsong couldn't help but excite: "Hey doctor...when did you come?"

"Two months ago." Yan Yan replied, and introduced himself, "Yan Yan, professional forensic doctor, was murdered when he was appointed as the forensic team leader of the State Crime Squad in June 2011."

"Wow, that's quite shameful." Where is Liu Qingsong's painful poke, seeing Yan Yan's face is not good, and quickly introduces himself, "Liu Qingsong, amateur Xiaolang of Lanzhou Private Chinese Medicine Museum... professional otaku. Speaking of me Crossing, it was a misfortune in misfortune, because I didn’t know why I would cross it. I didn’t have a ancestral jade pendant, a bracelet, and I was not hit by a car. I just watched the computer eating instant noodles, then I saw it. A black, just wear it!"

"What does it have to do with jade pendants and bracelets?" Yan Yan frowned.

"You don't know? It's no wonder that your cool career will definitely not look at those books." Liu Qingsong waved his hand and immediately came over, whispered: "Do you have any ancestral jade pendant? Gold finger, there is a space attached to it, there are mountains and water, hot springs, planting and repairing immortals, among them, the long fairy fruit, eating one of the most inferior can also improve the skin beauty and beauty, luck can connect the future world..."

“Is there something?” Yan Yan thought about it for a moment. Looking back at Liu Qingsong’s expectation, she said, “I think, please allow me to do a test for you first. There is no mental damage."

"Don't be kidding!" Liu Qingsong hurried.

Yan Yan frowned: "I like a joke?"

"Amount, okay, you don't." Liu Qingsong squatted on the stone, that gesture, if you put a cigarette, the standard two mix, the so-called two mix, it is mixed, mixed, and then wait Dead lost youth.

"There is a companion, it is also very good." Liu Qingsong held his chin and complained bitterly. "You don't know. When I just passed over, I was a 12-year-old boy. I saw it in a blink of an eye. Xiao Yan, full of his face, his face, the momentum, in my experience, he completely reflected the two words."

Yan Yan asked slightly.

"Men Lord!" Liu Qingsong grabbed the already messy hair and looked shocked at the time. "My first thing is to touch my knees and find that I am still a man. You can understand that kind of mood." ?"

Yan Yan certainly can't understand, "You are a man, continue to be a man, is it strange?"

"Not surprising, but the handsome man! I thought it was **, and I and Xiao Yu, the attack is clear! Of course there are many weak attacks, but you know that the odds are a fraction of a few good? At that moment, for a young man who has no problem with a sexual orientation, is it just like thundering in the sky?

"Then, after that, you are not normal?" Yan Yan analyzed according to logic. If it is not damaged through the nerves of the brain, it is a big blow, leading to mental disorders.

Liu Qingsong’s expression “You don’t understand me” is painful and sorrowful: “Then, Xiao Yu’s wife is one and the other is dead. It seems to confirm my guess step by step, with Xiao’s sinister and insidious sex, I There is reason to suspect that he likes men, and then secretly kill his new wife to keep his body clean, my kind of suffering... Do you understand?"

Liu Qingsong looked forward to seeing Yan Yan.

Yan Yan slightly thought about it, nodded, in Liu Qingsong's satisfied expression, slowly said: "Well, as a man, that blow is difficult to cause mental disorders, it should be the pressure in the future, let you step by step Have to deviate from normal thinking."

Liu Qingsong is discouraged and sits softly on the stone. "What is the diagnosis of a forensic doctor?"

"You have paranoia."

The two men blinked face to face for a long time, and they felt that although they came from the same world, it was really difficult to find a common language.

One is to face the corpse all day, to write an autopsy report in a serious state, to work as a forensic forensic doctor, one is to guard the ancestral ethics, to face all kinds of novels and gossips all day long, to entertain the world with cynicism, and to be lived. In the half-hanging Lang Lang of entertainment, I am afraid that only when I have reached the primitive society, can two people feel the commonality of each other...

However, the appearance of Yan Yan, so that Liu Qingsong is free, Xiao Yu fate generally look at Yan Yan, there will be no situation he is worried about.

After a moment of silence, Yan Yan asked: "What are the plans for the future?"

Liu Qingsong twitched and held his chin. "This question, in fact, I have been thinking about it. I should smash the world with a ignorant juvenile attitude, or hold the mentality of conquering the world to sweep the army." It’s a very deep problem... I spent a decade thinking...”

Yan Yan brows slightly, and asked directly, "What is the result?"

"I haven't thought of the result yet." Liu Qingsong copied his hand and looked at her innocently.

"The thing that conquered Datang is still to be done by me. You continue to think." Yan Yan’s voice dropped this sentence flatly and turned away.

"Hey? My mother, your domineering value is soaring." Liu Qingsong screamed at the back of Yan Yan, licking his hair and muttering to himself: "Is it a female respect?"

Seeing that Yan's back is about to disappear, Liu Qingsong catches up with panting. "My mother, there is also a good young man with ideals and ambitions. My mother wants to follow you and ask for it."

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