Chapter 565: It's Raining Again—This Is Not Good Weather

Chen Fan immediately refused, "No way, we're already downstairs at your place."

"Oh."

Song Zuer wasn't too happy, but she obediently got out of the car, and Chen Fan got out as well.

"Thirty-eight yuan in total."

Chen Fan walked over to the driver's window, and the driver called out the fare.

Chen Fan scanned the code to pay.

Suddenly the driver said, "You're Chen Fan, right? The forensic doctor Chen Fan from that TV show livestream."

Both Chen Fan and Song Zuer were quite surprised—after all, they had been hanging out at the mall for so long today, only eating in a private room.

No one else had recognized them, yet now the driver had.

It wasn't that they weren't famous; it was that the precautions they took today were secure enough.

Wrapped up head to toe, only a pair of eyes showing.

"How do you know me?"

Chen Fan asked.

The driver said with a grin, "Because I'm a big fan of yours, and I really love autopsies too. Look here—my phone screensaver is all you."

25. The driver pulled out his phone, and the screen really did show Chen Fan—a screenshot from the show.

But.

The driver's screenshot was a little strange; it was actually of Chen Fan performing an autopsy.

Song Zuer said after seeing it, "This one doesn't look very handsome, though. Why would you use this one as your screensaver?"

The driver replied, "Because I really love the way Chen Fan looks when he's doing an autopsy—it's very cool."

The words had barely fallen.

A flash of imagery suddenly flickered through Chen Fan's mind.

The image was very brief—exactly one second long.

And in that image, he saw the driver's face.

Unlike the affable look now, the driver's face was contorted with savagery, excited as if he had spotted prey.

His face was spattered with blood, and his mouth uttered a single word: "Slut!"

The image displayed all of this.

By the time Chen Fan looked at the driver, his gaze had already changed.

But at that moment the driver got a new Didi order and had already driven off.

Song Zuer said, "Then I'll head back. Honestly, such a good opportunity, and you just had to make me go home."

After saying that.

Song Zuer shot Chen Fan a resentful look.

So what if Dad asked about it? One wasn't married, the other wasn't married off, they were both adults—spending a night together wouldn't be a big deal.

Taking care of physical needs was perfectly normal.

Song Zuer thought this to herself, but Chen Fan kept silent.

"What's wrong? Why do you keep staring at the direction the car left? Did you leave something behind in the car?"

Song Zuer asked.

Chen Fan shook his head and said, "No, I just thought that driver looked a little strange."

"Did you sense anything in the car just now?"

Song Zuer shook her head. Once she got in the car, she had fallen asleep straight away—she hadn't sensed a thing.

However…

She recalled that while she was sleeping, she had constantly felt very cold, yet when she got out of the car, she had seen that the driver had the hot air conditioning on.

That was strange.

Song Zuer shared her feelings with Chen Fan.

Chen Fan said nothing, then saw Song Zuer home, and then hailed another car himself to go back.

After returning to his room.

That image surfaced again in Chen Fan's mind unbidden.

If his guess was right, that driver would commit a crime at some point in the future.

But even if he knew this information, there was no way to tell Li Tian and the others to prevent such a thing from happening.

Picking locks, killing with a pen, ritual dancing… these skills were already pushing past the limits of what a human could do.

If he said he had the ability to foresee the future, then from then on it wouldn't be him dissecting other people.

It would be him being sent to a national secret laboratory, dissected and studied.

Chen Fan had no desire to become that.

But if he did nothing… Chen Fan felt uncomfortable about that too.

If he had the ability and the chance to stop a case from happening in advance, yet he couldn't do it…

It seemed he would have to go find that driver tomorrow.

Thinking and thinking, Chen Fan fell asleep just like that,

……

At this moment.

The rain outside was growing heavier and heavier.

As it got later and later, there were fewer and fewer cars on the road; even some industries that relied solely on picking up passengers weren't out on the street soliciting customers anymore.

There were far fewer taxis out tonight.

In weather this cold, they wouldn't be picking up any fares anyway, so they might as well head home early and get a proper rest.

A female student who had just finished a group dinner stepped out onto the road and waved down a taxi showing its vacant sign.

The taxi quickly pulled up in front of her.

The student didn't ask the price; she got straight in and gave her address.

The car headed toward the outskirts.

It was indeed the direction of her home, so the student didn't stay on her guard.