Chapter 191
Chen Fan chuckled, drank a sip of chicken soup, and said, "Go handle it. If you don't, what if the 'dog lovers' kill someone?"
"Someone is educating them, don't worry. There won't be anyone that brainless."
"But they will beat people."
"How can I stop them from beating people? I've given the advice I should give. If they beat someone, they pay money. If they run, I catch them. I'm not dealing with this anymore. Don't ask me about dogs and people. Damn it, I'm annoyed to death. I still have to go write a self-criticism. Damn it."
"Why?"
Li Tian was speechless and said, "I was reported by someone, saying I was too good to this murderer, saying I shouldn't have done that. Chen Fan, you have to write one too."
Old Liu said, "I've already finished writing mine."
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Chen Fan said happily, "Hehe, Li Tian, how about it? Beg me, and I'll let you copy."
"Beg your ass, damn it."
Just then, Li Tian's phone rang. He looked at it and said, "Hehe, my wife already wrote it for me."
Damn, Chen Fan gave him the middle finger directly.
At this moment, Qin Ming's phone rang, and he said, "The leader says you have to live-stream while writing. You aren't allowed to turn off the stream until you finish. Don't sleep. You are allowed to pull an all-nighter, and you don't have to go to work tomorrow."
Damn it, Chen Fan hated it to death and said, "Don't you have any sense? Turn off the live stream."
The cameraman said, "I forgot, and you didn't tell me."
Chen Fan quickly ate a few bites of food, and Li Tian didn't hesitate either.
The two sat in front of the computer and began to reflect: "Oh, leader, I didn't do this right. It's my fault, my problem."
At the table, Old Liu said, "Sigh, wrote it for nothing."
Yuanyuan said, "You predicted it early on?"
"Yes, I predicted it. I figured Chen Fan couldn't swallow this anger. We are forensic doctors. The first lesson in forensic anthropology is to teach us to understand people. Do you think we need to perform autopsies on pets?"
Teacher He said, "What if they pay?"
"That won't work either, even if they pay. It's a simple question: this table is for people. If you put a dog on it, what if other parents make a scene? We can't handle that."
That seemed to be the logic.
"And besides, pet cases are already very troublesome. To this day, there's no consensus. The simplest logic: one is a stranger, the other is a pet you spend every day with. If this person kills your dog, will you kill this person?"
Everyone couldn't give an answer.
"Right? There's even more absurd stuff. Some people suggest legislation for pets to protect them. That's simple: someone raises a chicken, you eat the chicken, what do you say? Someone raises a pig, you eat the pig, what do you say? So, this stuff is pure nonsense. I quite like that line of Chen Fan's."
Everyone looked at Old Liu.
Old Liu said, "'Dog lovers' or 'cat lovers'—these aren't derogatory terms. Everyone doesn't need to care. It's just that there's no need to make others pay for your love. Doing evil yourself is never a reason to use pets as a shield."
"Why did Chen Fan gamble that all thirty-six people had problems? And he won the bet? Real people think. At most, they say a few things online, or even just say a few things in their hearts. Going out to make a scene in reality is illegal. Many people have a conscience."
Yuanyuan said, "Are you that sure?"
Qin Ming said, "When a group of people starts to recklessly go to someone else's house to be presumptuous and smash things, it only shows that this group of people has done other things before, but luckily they weren't caught. Once there's a first time, there will be a second. They will only become more and more reckless. So, Chen Fan's bet has a theoretical basis. These are things forensic science can prove."
Old Liu said, "Just like serial murders: the first time they cut someone, the second time they cut someone, they will only become more familiar."
Everything was fine, why are you talking about this? Really, Old Liu, isn't this off-putting?
Qin Ming silently wrote down the summary of this case.
"Evil thoughts are always evil thoughts. A person needs to pay for their own evil thoughts. There is never a shortage of executioners in the world. Perhaps it's not a person, perhaps it's just the evil life that one's own future suffers. There is a court in the world, and the name of that court is retribution."
The familiar "ding-dong" sound rang in Chen Fan's ears. Chen Fan opened his eyes subconsciously, looked around, and then quickly got out of bed.
Please, this time, don't give me any more useless skills. I want to get a good skill, really, give me something decent.
【Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a new skill: Identify Women by Smelling Underwear】
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Damn, did this system finally come to its senses this time? It actually gave me such a good skill. This skill, at first glance, is very awesome.
Absolutely, from today on, I will be a good person.
Wait, did it add two words?
Chen Fan looked carefully, and it seemed the words "underwear" were added.
【Identify Women by Smelling Underwear: You can know a woman's height, weight, and even her name from the scent. Wow, what a wonderful skill.】
【Skill Extension: You can even know what happened to the other person last night.】
Chen Fan calculated carefully. Something is wrong. This skill is not right. At first glance, this skill is quite good, like knowing some basic information about a woman.
But the action of smelling underwear is definitely very strange, right?
If you read this skill carefully, you will find that this, damn it, is a perverted skill.
Forget it, since it's given, let's treat it as a buffer for the skill.
Saved, sealed, not needed.
Chen Fan leaned close to Song Zuer and took a sniff. Song Zuer opened her eyes and said, "Am I moldy?"
"No, no, my nose is just a bit sharp, and I wanted to smell something."
"Oh, I thought I had bad breath or something. But your action is so strange."
"Where is it strange?"
Song Zuer said, "I'll say it, don't be angry. When I went to the police station with my dad, I saw a pervert, a pervert who stole underwear. This guy was just like that. At the time, he was holding a woman's underwear, putting it to his nose, and smelling the scent. It was simply terrifying."
Chen Fan picked up the underwear on the floor and said, "Was it this kind of action?"
Chen Fan took a sniff. Song Zuer said, "Yeah, something like that. That's what I meant. What are you doing?"
"Nothing. Have you gained a pound recently?"
"Impossible. I weigh myself every day. It's absolutely impossible."
After saying that, Song Zuer got out of bed, stood on the electronic scale, and looked at the suddenly increased number. She felt terrible.
Something is wrong. You are not right.
Song Zuer said, "How did you know I gained a pound? How did you calculate it? Right, it must be because I ate too well last night and didn't digest it properly. That's why I'm fat now."
"Nothing, just talking nonsense."
Song Zuer squinted and said, "You are still not right. I feel like you must be hiding something from me."
"Really not, believe me, really."
"Tch, won't ask anymore. You go eat breakfast. I need to sleep a little longer. Played too wildly. This princess needs to rest, rest."
Chen Fan chuckled and said, "Women, once they get what they want, they start acting like princesses and queens. Before they get it, they are completely gentle. Sigh, this is the world."
Arriving at the cafeteria, Old Liu gave Chen Fan a newspaper. Chen Fan picked it up, looked at the smiling faces of his mom and dad, and said, "Honestly, my mom and dad are really shameless. At this time, shouldn't it be me going up to take the photo?"
"You were already publicized. It was too late for a photo."
"Ah, since I got a first-class merit, why didn't any reporters interview me? Why?"
"You played too big yesterday. Many people are afraid of you, worried that you might suddenly see the secrets in their hearts, which would be embarrassing. But this ability of yours is indeed more useful than forensic science."
Chen Fan shook his head and said, "No, because sometimes, the secrets deep in a person's heart are never about murder or crime. Many people's secrets are actually just very ordinary things."
"What about mine?"
"Gone."
Gone?
Old Liu said, "What do you mean by gone?"
"You used to always worry about your students, but now I don't know why it's gone."
Old Liu smiled without saying a word and said, "After breakfast, come help me with work. You are a formal forensic doctor, they are not. Since we are formal, we should show something."
Chen Fan nodded.
The people in the live stream sighed speechlessly.
"Actually, the secret in Old Liu's heart should be pressure. Now that there are new students, there isn't much pressure."
"I've investigated. Old Liu's apprentice had an accident before, and after that, Old Liu stopped taking students."
"Even with these newcomers, Old Liu only does some peer obligations."
"This is really treating Chen Fan like his own son."
After the newcomers arrived, Chen Fan followed Old Liu to the utility room.
The newcomers stood outside. Old Liu opened the warehouse door and said, "Today's task is to process some evidence, specifically, evidence that isn't sure to be a case."
Evidence?
— Author's Notes —
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