Chapter 6

Every tool felt so perfectly suited to his hand, and most importantly, not a single drop of excess blood stained Chen Fan's body.

"Divine skill" was the most fitting way to describe it.

Seven minutes—exactly seven minutes—before Chen Fan set the knife aside.

He drew in a deep breath and said, "Alright, all done."

When Chen Fan turned around, he found everyone already gone; the whole group had squatted down.

Liu Laoshi was the first to speak: "Chen Fan, what did you used to do? Graduate from a medical program?"

"Ah, no, I just, just, like watching some bloody movies, and then I'd think about—if I cut open a person, how would it go, how would it go. Never had the chance, then came here to try it, and it actually worked."

Liu Laoshi coughed, and then a policeman walked in from outside, directly cuffing Chen Fan, saying: "Come with us for a bit, Chen Fan. There are some things we need to talk to you about."

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Boss Yang quickly stood up and said, "Did Chen Fan do something wrong?"

Liu Laoshi said, "Not exactly. It's just that the speed at which he cuts people is a bit too fast, too practiced. We have reason to suspect that Chen Fan may have actually cut open a person before."

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Boss Yang didn't dare speak either; she could only silently watch Chen Fan being taken away.

|"There must be some misunderstanding here. Chen Fan has been with our unit since his debut, and I've been in charge of him the whole time. Besides, I've already investigated Chen Fan's past thoroughly—there are no strange experiences in his background."

Liu Laoshi said, "But you can't explain it. In the matter of autopsy, I've dissected three thousand corpses and still couldn't be as skilled as Chen Fan. Yet he performed even better than me."

"Being born with knowledge—that's a myth. Autopsy has always been, since ancient times, a matter of practice makes perfect. So an investigation is still needed."

This time, Boss Yang had nothing to say either.

Gao Ye said, "Really that outstanding?"

Liu Laoshi said, "In the world, the two kinds of people best at dissecting corpses—one is the forensic autopsy methods' medical examiner, and the other is the top-tier criminal. Do you know what I saw in Chen Fan? It's a love for dissection, a passion for it, as if what he faced wasn't a corpse, but a piece of rotten wood waiting to be carved by his own hand."

A girl couldn't hold it in and threw up once again.

At this moment, the director looked at the livestream's empty barrage.

What's going on? Did it lag?

But the backend showed no problems at all.

These people were all still here; it's just that they'd forgotten how to comment, how to discuss.

They were all affected by this display of divine skill.

Actually, the director was overthinking it—most of them had thrown up.

They had no mind left to watch the livestream. This show—it's truly a feast for the stomach.

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