Chapter 23: This young idol image is gone

(Seeking support, seventh update)

The so-called young idol image was all gone at this moment.

Dozens of police officers at the scene, looking at Chen Fan who returned, their first reaction was: Holy crap.

The second reaction was: Sorry, I couldn't hold it in, and they grouped up, squatted on the side of the road, and vomited.

At this time, Chen Fan was grabbing the victim's hair very casually and said: "Look, no need to calculate, it's 100% a girl."

No one spoke; everyone was holding it in.

"Hahahaha, what's wrong with you guys? Isn't it just a head?"

After saying this, he grabbed the hair and swung it back and forth twice.

Sorry, sorry, I can't do it.

Cheng Ruofei pulled Xiang Qinqin and said: "Sorry, I can't do it. I might, I might not be suitable to be a forensic doctor."

Then, he squatted on the side of the road with several police officers and began to vomit wildly.

The only people left alive at the scene, besides Old Liu, were Xiang Qinqin.

Old Liu had a dark face and said: "Put the head down for me. Don't destroy the evidence. Also, show some respect to the deceased. Don't swing it around."

At this time, in the live broadcast room, discomfort and laughter were frequent.

"Hahahaha, yuck, I can't do it. I'm going to be nauseous."

"It's mosaicked, but I've already started to imagine it. So, what exactly flew out just now?"

"Damn, did this head drop equipment? Aren't young idols playing this big now?"

"Sorry, excuse me. My Chen Fan is out here embarrassing everyone. I'll apologize to everyone on his behalf. Sorry."

"Why does someone like Chen Fan exist in the world? I'm eating lunch."

After being scolded by Old Liu, Chen Fan obediently handed the head to Xiang Qinqin, who carefully placed it in the insulated box.

An officer came over here and handed Chen Fan a cigarette.

"Hello, leader."

The man was middle-aged and looked at Old Liu, saying: "Is this the natural-born forensic doctor?"

"Yes, a bit hyperactive. Please excuse me. Sorry."

"It's fine. Hyperactive people are good; their brains are active. Where did you find it?"

"On the hillside in the distance, not far."

"How did you think of separating the body parts?"

Chen Fan said: "Just a guess. If it were another place, throwing a body part—this person must have a very strong heart. I pondered, he couldn't do it, so I just wandered around." ===== CHAPTER 41 =====

"Not enough, this is not enough."

Chen Fan was speechless, took a puff of the cigarette, pointed to the ground, and said: "The preliminary determined bleeding area is the area where the victim fell, right?"

Several people nodded.

"Being able to dismember, I guess it was also over there. The state of the victim after death couldn't be distinguished. I can only think from a forensic perspective, which is the so-called dismemberment perspective."

After saying this, Chen Fan came to this area.

He squatted down, measured, held a tree branch in his hand, and said: "Assume this is a chainsaw. I am dismembering the body at this time. Then, what would I see?"

The officer leaned over and stood in the same position as Chen Fan. Looking over, what entered his eyes was the hillside not far away.

"Hmm, interesting, interesting. Actually thinking about problems from the criminal's perspective. No, it should be: no one understands dismemberment better than you, right?"

Chen Fan said: "I don't know anything else, but cutting up a body—I say I'm first, no one dares to say they're second."

"If I hadn't investigated you, I would want to lock you up right now. You kid are too dangerous."

Chen Fan continued to pretend to simulate and said: "Hmm, and over there, over there. For now, the areas that come to my subconscious are those few."

Following the area, the officer began to let people go search.

Police dogs also followed.

Chen Fan returned to his original position and stood silently.

He didn't participate in the on-site investigation. Chen Fan had basic forensic knowledge, but not much. The system didn't give too much.

Chen Fan was like a student who was biased in his subjects, only knowing the hardest things, while the basics were completely unknown.

Gao Ye said: "Um, in the future, don't be like this. I can't really handle it."

"It's fine, I'll support you."

"Don't try that. Don't I know your bad intentions?"

Chen Fan rubbed his hands and said: "Hey, Qu Yiling, come over here."

Qu Yiling walked over, looked at Chen Fan, and said: "What's the matter?"

"Here, when I was swinging it just now, a little hair was left on my hand. Here, you save it."

Qu Yiling resisted the nausea and said: "You really are... not ordinary."

"Keep it up, I'm rooting for you."

"Then thank you very much."

A perfect smile, a handsome turn—he achieved the ultimate in every place.

This girl always makes people feel sunny and positive.

Chen Fan tucked his hands and didn't speak.

Gao Ye said: "You want to manipulate her?"

"No, just think it's fun. Living with a mask—aren't we stars the same? The workplace—isn't it all like this? Many people wear masks in the workplace. Even forensics, the core is the workplace."

Hmm, hit the nail on the head. Hey, is this still a question of hitting the nail on the head?

Because of your existence, the show has already developed in an immeasurable direction, okay?

Soon, everyone discovered the remaining body parts.

But several police dogs wandered around for a few hours and didn't find any other extra things.

The officer began to be in a difficult position and said: "Can't be, don't tell me it's that ghost thing."

Cheng Ruofei said: "Serial case?"

"Pfft, pfft, pfft, say less unlucky words. It's not a serial case. The risk of combining cases is very high. It's just a preliminary suspicion, but it shouldn't be. What I'm worried about is other things."

"Other things?"

"Film and television works always have some so-called artistic things, and these things are easy for people to imitate. The reason why China doesn't import so many American dramas is because they worry about some people imitating them. I'm just worried that this person is playing with art. This type of person is mentally ill."

Old Liu said: "Art or not, I don't know. I only know one thing: as long as they are on my dissection table, even if they are a mute, I will make their corpse speak for me."

Chen Fan looked around.

Gao Ye said: "What are you looking at?"

Chen Fan pointed to Xiang Qinqin in the distance and said: "Looking at a beauty."

At this time, Xiang Qinqin was lowering her head, seriously packing up the surrounding soil.

Together with Cheng Ruofei, she was doing the most cumbersome things.

P.S.: Seeking support, thank you everyone.

P.S.: Please give lots of data, thank you. ===== CHAPTER 42 =====