Chapter 379: You Say Chen Fan Knows Immortal Arts, I'd Believe It

After finishing the paperwork in hand, Li Tian pointed directly at a tree in the distance and said, "Give me a demonstration. I need to record it on my end."

"; I really don't know how, really, why won't you believe me?"

"Hurry up. Don't force me to tell you, Chen Fan, I've put up with you for a long time now."

Chen Fan had no choice. He took out a playing card, silently looked at the tree in the distance, and said, "Forget it. Chopping down a tree isn't great. Let's switch to something else."

"There's a cup over there."

Chen Fan threw the playing card out.

Li Tian didn't even see what happened, then looked at the steel cup and said, "You scared me to death. I thought you actually knew some trick."

After speaking, Li Tian walked over, picked up the cup, and then looked at the cup that had only half remained when lifted, falling into deep thought.

"How about you just go inside. You're way too dangerous out here, you guy."

Hahahahaha.

At this moment, in the observation room, everyone completely couldn't hold it in anymore. Damn, all those topic changes earlier turned out to be useless.

Actually, from the very beginning, everyone had noticed this matter. It was just for Chen Fan's safety that nobody brought up the thing about Chen Fan throwing playing cards.

Only Li Tian didn't care about any of that. Generally, people with such special talents all needed to be filed.

Chen Fan was no exception.

"Can this thing of yours really kill someone?"

"How could it? I couldn't possibly do it, really. Believe me, please, please believe me."

I believe you, sure I do. If I do, I'll write my name Li Tian backwards.

At this moment, Li Tian tossed the file to Chen Fan and said, "Forget it. I can't be bothered asking about your stuff. Filing is the rule. I've got a tricky matter on my end for you."

Chen Fan picked up the file and said, "Why don't you go find Old Liu?"

Over on his end, Old Liu was listening to the opera on the radio, taking a contented sip of tea.

Chen Fan was speechless and directly began reading the file.

"The case is very old. The body is still around. If you can spot something, I'll just open this case on my end and have you keep investigating."

Chen Fan said, "This kid is dead? An autopsy was done?"

"Right, dead and autopsied. The cause of death was the neck being cut open by someone. This person's father has been chasing the killer to this day, always insisting that a factory boss is the murderer. But when we went to arrest him, this boss was at the train station and had his leg crushed by a train."

"?????? Do you think that's believable?"

Li Tian said, "It's not believable. Nobody would lie around at the train tracks out of boredom, but this guy was just lying there. When he woke up, he called the police himself, saying his leg was ruined. He was sent straight to the hospital. Luckily his luck wasn't bad—he woke up. A blood test found large amounts of anesthetic."

Chen Fan was helpless and said, "The dead boy's father suspects this boss killed his son. So what's the reason for the suspicion?"

"This kid stole stuff from the factory."

"That's it?"

"That's it. And the father investigated in his own way and actually found a lot of leads. Let me put it this way for you—I'm even starting to suspect this boss myself now."

Chen Fan was speechless and said, "Anything else? Just this?"

"Check it yourself. The tech back then wasn't good. If you say you can handle it, I'll take you over there. If not, forget it."

Chen Fan said, "I'll go take a look."

At this end, the two got in the car.

They arrived at the destination quickly. The freezer was opened. Seeing the body, Chen Fan remained very calm, but the instant he saw the corpse, Chen Fan's brow furrowed.

"Sixteen years old. Are you serious?"

Li Tian said, "The case from back then is very old. This kid's father paid out of his own pocket, just saying his son was beaten to death, beaten to death by this boss. He kept working to earn money, raising his son."

Chen Fan sighed and said, "Mm, I got it. Wait until it thaws, then we'll talk."

Soon, the deceased's father arrived and proactively offered Chen Fan a cigarette. Chen Fan didn't take it and said, "I'll only ask you one thing. Do you allow an autopsy?"

"I allow it."

"Good. Second request—don't come in and tell me how to do my job. Deal?"

"Deal."

"While I'm doing the autopsy, no talking. Can you do it? I ask something, you answer. That's it?"

The man nodded.

Chen Fan began to work with the knife.

In the observation room, Qin Ming said, "Sigh, this kind of case, regular people don't want to take it."

Don't want to take it?

Teacher Luo said, "You can understand it as a patient going to the doctor and saying, 'That's not what Baidu says.'"

Everyone instantly understood—this was a layperson trying to teach a professional how to do their job.

Chen Fan held the knife, looking at the boy in front of him. After being frozen and thawed, the boy's body was changing rapidly.

Chen Fan opened the chest cavity.

"You shouldn't be opening the chest cavity, right? My son's is the head—"

Chen Fan directly tossed the knife onto the table and said, "Goodbye."

The old man hurriedly stopped him and apologized.

Chen Fan continued the subsequent work.

He opened the chest cavity, examined it carefully, and then proceeded with drug testing and the rest.

Testing instruments and the like were also brought in.

Chen Fan took a look at the head.