Ninety-third bowl of soup (4)

Meng Xingzhen is a senior forensic doctor of the Municipal Police Department. He is 187 tall and looks like a model in a white coat. He has wide shoulders and narrow hips, and he is very handsome. When Zhong Xun carried 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 mentioned the old and the young with both hands, proving that he didn't want to knock on the door, but that he really couldn't make a move.

Meng Xingzhen glanced at what he was carrying with both hands. His left hand was a charming little girl, and his right hand was...not to mention it. He pretended not to see the familiar fat old man, and said to Zhong Xun: "Why are you doing this to other people's little girls, people are wearing skirts."

Zhong Xun was taken aback. He was so old that he had never been in love, and of course he didn't know how to be considerate of girls. Even his mother was mad at him many times, complaining that it is better to have a son than raw barbecued pork. At least the barbecued pork is edible and not annoying.

Qinghuan waved to Meng Xingzhen: "Hi."

"Hi." Meng Xingzhen has always been very gentleman when facing the beautiful little girl. He walked over and pulled Zhong Xun away, and asked Qinghuan politely: "Would you like something to drink?"

"Coke."

"Please wait."

After a while, he not only gave Qinghuan a cup of Coke, but also gave her a small cake. Because no one knows the time of the autopsy, 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 cola, and internal organs and cakes fly together. Meng Xingzhen also knew that the little girl shouldn't be scared. When I opened the refrigerator just now, I noticed that this cake was put together with a bag of plasma, but the packaging should not taste like when he tore it off just now.

Qing Huan sat on the sofa obediently and began to eat cakes, and then saw the fat old man trying his best to finally get rid of Zhong Xun's hands, and then jumped to Meng Xingzhen, pointed at his nose and yelled: "You bastard! This is it. Do you treat your elders? Believe it or not, I will tell you Master to let her take you away???"

Meng Xingzhen asked, "Are you sure that the master is pumping me and not you?"

Meng Daxian gasped.

Meng Xingzhen said, "Are you angry with me after so long? Didn't you just take some of your things..."

"It's a thief to take it without telling it!" Meng Daxian felt heartbroken at the thought, "And what does it mean to take something?! That was what I saved with hard work! You took it all!"

The two were arguing, and Zhong Xun was so annoyed that he couldn't stand it. Qing Huan drank a coke and asked curiously, "What did you get?"

"Handful of pine nuts."

"Huh??" Zhong Xun donated blood thinking that he had heard it wrong. "What did you take?"

"A handful of pine nuts." Meng Xingzhen sighed, "Speaking of which is all about being young and ignorant. When I was 17 years old, everyone gathered together for the New Year. Uncle Master and his old man have a habit of eating peanuts and melon seeds. I would gather a handful of nuts and get bored. I looked at my eyes and gave it to me.” Who knows that he was hated for nine years, and now he is twenty-six, Shishu still hates him as always, and I see you every Chinese New Year. Can't wait to take his skin.

"Then why did your master smoke him?" Qing Huan didn't understand.

"Because Uncle Master, he doesn't care about it." Meng Xingzhen said plainly, "You don't know how much this one does, but you have to run around as a fortune teller. Cats hate dogs. I Master always cleans up the mess for him. It's annoying to clean up. This time, I might have gotten into trouble again for fear of my master being angry."

Meng Daxian immediately denied: "Nonsense! How could I be afraid of a woman!"

Meng Xingzhen said, "I will call Master now and tell her you are here."

"No!" This scream was so terrible, Qing Huan felt distressed after hearing it. "Don't tell her!"

"Uncle Master, you have to tell me what happened to you, right? Master called me a few days ago to death, and told me to tell her as soon as I learned of your whereabouts, she would kill you with slippers."

Meng Daxian was already shivering. If Zhong Xun hadn't taken him a hand, he would kneel down when his legs became weak.

The uncle Shi saw that the other brothers were not like this, and he was particularly fierce to him, perhaps because he was accustomed to being abused by the master.

"I, I..." Meng Daxian was almost crying. In his opinion, Junior Sister was more scary than the fierce Zhong Xun. He would rather be stared at by Zhong Xun for three hours than criticized by Junior Sister for three minutes.

Isn’t it because of a guilty conscience!

"I know." Qing Huan raised his hand reluctantly after eating the last bite of the cake.

"you know?"

Qing Huan laughed at Meng Daxian twice, the fat old man who was laughing was shocked. "He molested his aunt who sells steamed buns. The uncle saw him. He grabbed the spatula and threw him three miles away. Of course he didn't dare to go back."

Meng Daxian lost all energy and completely wilted.

Meng Xingzhen showed a suddenly realized expression: "I said why the master complained to me before. She went to buy buns before. The couple who sold the buns saw that her nose is not the nose and the eyes are not the eyes. The co-operation is the ghost of you, Master. Then he looked at Qinghuan: "How did the little girl know?"

"I did the calculation." Qing Huan smiled, "I am also a fortune teller."

Meng Xingzhen sighed: "Uncle Master is about to accept apprentices?"

"I have a master, so I can't worship other people as a teacher." Qinghuan took another sip of Coke, "Can I still want to eat another piece of cake?"

"Of course." He bought a lot.

Because Meng Daxian was caught by a handle, after sitting down, Qinghuan held the cake and ate it honestly. She didn't care who was the neighbor with the cake when it was in the refrigerator. Anyway, she didn't eat it. . Zhong Xun also watched the farce of the two uncles and nephews, and then sat down and asked, "Who are you? What are you from? What is the age? Are you not a graduate of the forensic department of B? How about your school? And the name of Uncle Master?"

Meng Xingzhen sat at the desk and smiled, "Team Zhong is a trustworthy person, so I don’t talk secretly in front of the Mingren. I am an orphan. The master adopted me, taught me my skills, and sent me to study. Studying forensic medicine is because it is closer to the master’s skills and is more suitable for the purpose of our school."

"...What do you mean?" Zhong Xun was still confused.

"I'm talking about this!" Meng Daxian suddenly said, and everyone was shocked. "We are a monastic school. We take the responsibility of subduing demons and demons as our own responsibility. When the world is peaceful, we will all live our own lives, but you have to know that this world There is no peaceful time, so we usually live normally. We will solve the problem if something goes wrong, but usually we will not reveal our name. You don’t need to ask us what kind of school, you just need to know that our school has one of the biggest characteristics! Compared with other schools They are all different features! Very special! You can tell at a glance!"

"Oh?" Zhong Xun was curious, even Meng Xingzhen didn't know the characteristics of their school. "What is it?"

"It's..." Meng Daxian deliberately lowered his voice, "They all look very beautiful."

Zhong Xun: "..."

He glanced at Meng Xingzhen. Indeed, when this forensic doctor first came, he surprised all the policewomen, and until now he still ranks No.1 among the police women’s dream lovers.

When I turned my gaze to Meng Daxian, it was suddenly hard to say a word...

Meng Daxian felt deeply insulted: "What kind of look do you look like? When I was young, I was much handsomer than this bastard, okay?"

Looking at his old man’s two-layer fat and oily double chin, Zhong Xun said sternly: “I didn’t bring them here to listen to this. I don’t care what kind of school you are. I just want to know how Wang Fang died.” How could it be possible? Lost internal organs without a wound on the whole body? This is too unreasonable!

"The post-mortem report is very clear. How can I live without my heart?" Meng Xingzhen took a sip of coffee, "I have professional ethics, so I will lie to you?"

"but--"

"Do you believe there are ghosts in the world?"

Zhong Xun frowned: "I'm a materialist, and the theory of ghosts and gods is not credible."

"That's all right." Meng Xing said, "You don't believe me, what else can I do? I am a forensic doctor. It is not my job to solve the case. But I tell you Team Zhong, if you don't believe it, you will have this case. Never think of breaking it."

Zhong Xun felt that the world had changed overnight. There were now four people in this room, and besides him, three of them were magic sticks. "Forensic Meng, you are a high-achieving student and have received higher education. How can you believe such nonsense?"

Meng Daxian said: "You don't believe it, why don't you believe it? You have a strong yang, with a special physique, and ordinary ghosts don't dare to get close. Come and let me blow the lamp on your shoulder to try, and you won't be scared!"

Who knows that Zhong Xun really came over: "You blow."

Meng Daxian couldn't see anyone so sloppy, and opened his mouth to blow. Fortunately, Qinghuan grabbed him: "You are crazy, you are not afraid of his accident when you blow his lamp? He has a special physique, which is too suitable for ghosts."

Meng Daxian was not convinced: "He didn't believe in ghosts first!"

Qinghuan hooked his finger to Zhong Xun: "Team Zhong, you bow your head."

Zhong Xun bent down slightly, feeling a white and tender finger lightly scratching his eyelids, and then saw the beautiful and tender girl say: "You are now in the anatomy room."

Zhong Xun glanced at her unclearly, and really turned around and went in. Both Meng Daxian and Meng Xingzhen were curious: "What did you do just now? Why did you ask him to enter the autopsy room?"

"Wang Fang's body is inside, right?"

Meng Xingzhen nodded.

So Qing Huan smiled like a flower: "It's useless to just say with your mouth. Since he doesn't believe it, let him just take a look and believe it?"

"Did you open his eyes?" Meng Daxian asked in amazement, "How can you do it without bull's tears, no spells and spells?" He is already a wizard in the master's mouth, but even a wizard has to open his eyes to see the ghost. , This little girl really surprised him everywhere.