Chapter 215

At this time, Chen Fan huddled on the side, took out the fountain pen in his hand, and started spinning it.

Clearly, Chen Fan was angry and intended to take action.

Old Song looked at Chen Fan and said: "Don't tell me, you intend to?"

"Yes, if allowed, I will start taking action."

Old Song discussed with the person in charge here, looked at Chen Fan, Chen Fan said: "I think I can."

"Are you sure? You can't even get in now. We know your ability, but you can't get in, how to calculate?"

"It's very simple, I will create a point, at this time, if you can catch the opportunity to shoot to kill, then shoot to kill."

"It's very difficult now, this guy doesn't give any opportunity at all."

Chen Fan said: "Don't worry, there will be an opportunity, I will create it."

"If I kill him, it's not illegal, right?"

"It's fine, this is fine, if you can do it, go do it."

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Chen Fan asked for the video inside the room, the footage filmed by the drone here was passed to Chen Fan.

Chen Fan calculated, then picked up a stone from the ground and threw it in directly.

The stone hit the ground, the sound wasn't very loud, no one noticed.

Chen Fan started calculating.

The person inside, holding a bag of explosives, preparing to blow up the people outside, and when walking out, stepped on the stone, accidentally fell to the ground, then...

The hoe on the side hit the man's crotch directly.

The man fell to the ground, wailing.

"So painful, so painful..."

Then, the bag of explosives exploded beside the man.

The sounds inside all went quiet.

The people in the live broadcast room also went quiet.

Then, under the camera, everyone saw a head fly out, then, it landed in Chen Fan's hands.

Chen Fan held the head and said: "Here you go, done, mission accomplished, do I get a reward?"

Old Song looked at all this, looked at Chen Fan, looked at the person in charge.

Someone looked at the head in Chen Fan's hand, and then started to feel something was wrong.

Holy crap, damn it, yue, holy crap, Chen Fan, you bastard, you guy.

Someone started vomiting.

The special police rushed in and saved the people. The old people and children were not affected at all, it's just that the scene inside didn't look very good.

Chen Fan and Old Liu and others walked in.

Then, a root of intestines fell from the eaves and landed on Qu Yiling's head.

Qu Yiling picked it off, smiled and looked at Chen Fan and said: "Chen Fan, brother, you are so handsome."

Actually, this was a curse, but before the curse could be spoken, she directly vomited.

In the observation room, everyone looked at Qin Ming.

Qin Ming silently straightened his clothes and said: "I'm very sorry, I decided that from now on, I don't want to be a forensic examiner anymore."

"Ah?"

Qin Ming continued: "I think, damn it, I have no idea how to explain what kind of ability this is, this is too evil."

"I'm sorry, I really can't do it. It's really too difficult."

This is magic, right? Tell me, this is magic, right? This is definitely not science.

"I really don't understand, who can explain it to me?"

"This, can I seem to understand it as the butterfly effect?"

"I think I can't understand Chen Fan at all now. This guy, it feels like he can always bring out some strange things."

"Is this still a human? Is this something a human can do?"

But at the scene, everyone tacitly didn't discuss this matter. Chen Fan and Old Liu were processing the corpses, but there were too many corpses, and they couldn't process them that cleanly.

"Uh, let's just leave it like this, we police will handle the rest later, you guys go back first."

Everyone nodded very hard.

Here Chen Fan bent down, accidentally, the fountain pen fell to the ground.

Then, everyone subconsciously huddled together.

"No, don't be afraid, I just dropped my fountain pen, it's really fine."

"No, stay away from us."

The people in the live broadcast room laughed like crazy.

After Chen Fan left, Old Song looked at the person in charge and asked: "How are you going to write the report?"

"I don't know, how are you going to write it? Let's discuss it later. I have no idea how to write this report to make the higher-ups believe that this was actually man-made."

Old Song said: "How would I know? Anyway, I definitely won't write 'accident'. I don't think anyone above will believe it."

The person in charge nodded, patted Old Song on the shoulder and said: "Sigh, you, you, I agree with you very much now. Seriously, you've lived for so long, it's really not easy."

Old Song was dumbfounded and said: "Holy crap, I just remembered, I'm actually feeling a bit scared now."

Returning to the lab, Chen Fan contacted the funeral home, and everyone started helping to stitch up the corpses.

The gentleman from the funeral home said: "Chen Fan, let me ask you a question."

"Please."

"The head, not damaged, was that also within your calculations?"

"Don't mess around, how could that be? I at most calculated that this person would fall. How could I calculate that the head wouldn't be damaged, and how could I calculate that the head would land directly in my hands?"

The old gentleman laughed and said: "Oh, right, you let Xiang Qinqin work here, just so that stitching up corpses in the future would be cheaper, right?"

"How could that be? We are a formal forensic lab, we wouldn't do that."

"Okay, let the family pay, ten thousand yuan."

?????

Holy crap, Chen Fan was very speechless.

But he still paid. Actually, money isn't much to Chen Fan, but Chen Fan still paid.

The family members were contacted, but the family didn't want to care, and this corpse couldn't just be abandoned.

What color is the world of the mentally ill? Actually, everyone knows it themselves.

It's just that after Chen Fan paid, the man said: "You know, if you do this, there will be many people throwing corpses at your forensic lab in the future, understand?"

Chen Fan said: "You want to use morality to kidnap me, right?"

The old gentleman nodded.

Chen Fan said: "That's fine. Sigh, who told me to be a good person?"

The old gentleman asked curiously: "Would you be so kind?"

"No, as long as the other party agrees, I can pay for the dissection of the corpse. If they don't agree, forget it. I don't have that much leisure to do good deeds. By the way, I don't have any morality, morality can't kidnap me."

The old gentleman laughed, then reached out, patted Chen Fan on the shoulder and said: "There is evil in your heart. Even if you allow yourself to be presumptuous, it's easy to lose control, you must understand."

"I know."

"Don't commit crimes, I don't want to be the one stitching you up."

Chen Fan remained silent. This time, he didn't express his thoughts.

That person just died. This was Chen Fan's first time killing someone, and it was permitted.

Use any means, as long as you can save the hostage, it's fine.

But the first time killing someone, this killing made Chen Fan feel very strange, as if all the cells in his body were active.

At this moment, Chen Fan began to struggle internally.

This is a life. Although this person is very dangerous and would have been shot by others, this life still ended in Chen Fan's hands.

Chen Fan himself knows very, very clearly.

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