"A autopsy?"

Zhao Yuan was stunned and then remembered that Yu Ke was not only a teacher in the anatomy major, but also a top student who graduated from forensics, and also worked in the judicial appraisal center.

When there is no class, Yu Ke either stays in the school’s anatomy building or is sleeping in the judicial appraisal center. She is more interested in dead people than in living people. Otherwise, with her beautiful face and graceful figure, how could no one pursue her?

No matter how brave a person is, he will be cautious when he thinks of a pair of hands that often touch corpses and touches himself.

"Why, don't you want to go?" Yu Ke raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Of course I thought about it." Zhao Yuan said quickly.

How could he give up this kind of learning opportunity? Although he studied in the integration of traditional Chinese and Western medicine rather than forensic medicine, it is a good thing to look at more things and learn more knowledge.

Several other assistants were extremely envious, and some even asked, "Teacher Yu, take us with you too."

Yu Ke glanced at them and said coldly: "I took Zhao Yuan there because he can help me and be my assistant. Do you have such skills?"

Several assistants stopped talking.

Yu Ke snorted coldly, pulled Zhao Yuan straight to the school parking lot, drove into the car and left.

On the way, Zhao Yuan was a little excited. After all, he had done an autopsy, but it was the first time he had an autopsy. He couldn't help asking: "Are we going to the judicial appraisal center? What kind of case is this? Suicide? Homicide? Or love killing?"

Yu Ke is very cold to others, but his attitude towards Zhao Yuan, the life-saving benefactor, has to be much more relaxed.

If others asked her these questions, she would definitely throw the other party into a bad face and not answering it. But to Zhao Yuan, she patiently explained: "We went directly to the crime scene, and the body was still on the scene. What specific case is, it is not yet confirmed. We will have to wait until the investigation results come out before we can make a judgment."

"Oh." Zhao Yuan nodded, and after a while of quiet, he asked again: "What am I going to do later?"

Yu Ke replied, "It's the same as you usually do my anatomy assistant." He glanced at him and chuckled, "Why, you're nervous?"

"A little bit." Zhao Yuan said embarrassedly.

Yu Ke said: "It doesn't matter. When you arrive at the scene and start the autopsy, you won't be nervous."

"Why?" Zhao Yuan was a little confused.

"Because at that time, you will feel nauseous and want to vomit." Yu Ke said seriously, and Zhao Yuan couldn't figure out whether she was joking with her or explaining a fact.

More than twenty minutes later, the car drove into a community and parked in front of a unit building.

At this moment, a large number of people gathered outside this unit building with about 30 floors. It seemed that they were residents in the community, gathering together in groups of three or three, discussing the murder that happened in this building.

After getting off the bus, Zhao Yuan carried the tool box and followed Yu Ke to the twenty-first floor. After leaving the elevator, he saw a warning belt standing at the door of the resident in front of the left. A policeman stood at the door and shouted at the people who ran to watch the fun: "There is nothing good to look at, so let's disperse quickly and go back to their own houses!"

Yu Ke took Zhao Yuan over. The policeman was about to scold him. Yu Ke took out his forensic ID and handed it to the other party.

After the police checked and confirmed, they raised the warning and took Yu Ke and Zhao Yuan in.

Walking into the house, Zhao Yuan looked around curiously and saw that the furnishings in the house were well, and there were no signs of fighting. Several policemen, either taking pictures with cameras, or wearing gloves and tweezers, searched for any possible evidence.

A middle-aged policeman in his forties, when he saw Yu Ke coming, he immediately greeted, "Doctor Yu, you are here." Then his eyes fell on Zhao Yuan again, he was slightly stunned, and asked, "Who is this?"

Yu Ke introduced to him: "This is my student, Zhao Yuan, who is here to be my assistant."

"Zhao Yuan? This name sounds familiar..." The middle-aged policeman turned his head and thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "Ah, I remembered that you saved Lu Qing's life, cured the old director's legs, and helped Xian Hong and others to solve several major cases!"

The middle-aged policeman's attitude suddenly became much more enthusiastic and introduced himself: "My name is Wen Ji, and I am the captain of the city criminal police team. Like Xian Hong, I have also worked under the command of the old director."

After a brief introduction, Yu Ke asked: "Where is the deceased?"

Wen Ji raised his hand and pointed at the sofa in the living room: "Here, I'm just sitting there."

Zhao Yuan and Yu Ke turned their heads and saw a girl in her twenties sitting on the sofa, posing as watching TV. In fact, when they first entered the house, Zhao Yuan saw this person, but he didn't think about it at the time and thought it was the family of the deceased, but he didn't expect it to be the deceased himself.

The two walked to the deceased, looked at it and found that there was no abnormality on the deceased - no wounds, no traces of fighting, everything was normal, so normal made people's scalp numb and strange.

Wen Ji stood beside the two and said, "The person who called the police was the young man who delivered food. According to him, he received a call to deliver food here. When he arrived, he found that the door was open. No one agreed to knock on the door, so he walked in. As a result, he saw the woman being and spoke to her without responding. He became suspicious. After checking and finding that he was not breathing, he called the police."

Yu Ke frowned and said, "Did he die from a sudden illness? No, if this is the case, the police station should be sent. Your criminal police team should not be dispatched."

Wenji replied: "We came because of a similar way of death, which is the third time! And it all happened within this month!"

Yu Ke asked, "What do you mean is this a serial murder?"

"I can't be sure, either." Wen Ji sighed and said, "The deceased in the other two cases, like this lady, has no scars. The environment in which he lives is also without any traces of fighting."

"That's strange."

At this moment, not only Yu Ke and Wen Ji, but also Zhao Yuan felt that the case was strange.

If it is just together, it can be explained by accident. But within one month, three deaths that almost identically occurred, which is probably not a past that can be explained by an "accident".

Yu Ke asked again: "Have the bodies of the other two deceased been dissected? Could it be that they were poisoned or died of something?"
Chapter completed!