Song Qi's sudden voice startled both the man and the ghost. Yu Bai felt like crying even more. He looked around nervously, "Professor, who are you talking to?"

Song Qi had a blank expression on his face. "I was talking to myself."

"Ah?" Yu Bai's voice was shaking. "Professor, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

He was more afraid of the professor's worsening condition than of ghosts.

Mu Miao put away his curious gaze, stepped away from the dissection table, and muttered, "How terrifying! I thought he was talking to me. So his illness is schizophrenia?"

"No, I have hysteria." Song Qi corrected him meticulously, "Since it's just my imagination, don't make a fuss and just stay still."

Mu Miao: “…”

Yu Bai: “QAQ!”

Mu Miao deliberately floated to the other side, but Song Qi's eyes kept following him. Mu Miao didn't believe in evil, so he floated in front of him again, and the man and the ghost looked at each other.

Neither of them seemed to admit defeat, and neither of them looked away first.

Only then did Song Qi discover that the little ghost he had imagined had a pair of exceptionally clear eyes, with a hint of green mixed in the ink color, which was revealed when he looked around, mysterious and magnificent.

001 is hard to figure out, [Is this person mentally ill or can he really see you? ]

[He's crazy, right?] Mu Mu thought to himself, [He's a forensic doctor. If he really had the ability to see ghosts, he could just ask the ghosts about their killers. He wouldn't be doing this technical work.]

001 thought so too. It was rare for Mu Mu to think of this.

Song Qi lowered his eyes and said, "Don't disturb me while I'm working. Go away."

Mu Miao replied obediently, "Okay."

Then it floated to the window and lay on the windowsill to look out at the colorful night.

001 Unbelievable, [Why did you answer him? ]

Mu Mu said matter-of-factly: [Because I was bored, and he happened to be suffering from hysteria, talking to a person he imagined, which was actually just talking to himself.]

[I might as well just respond. It's like we're all being taken care of. How nice.]

001 Speechless: […You’re really going crazy from being idle. ]

Without Mu Mu's eager eyes staring at him, Song Qi could concentrate on his work. He cut very steadily, like a programmed machine, and every step was extremely accurate.

Just before the sharp blade cut his skin, Song Qi couldn't help but look at Mu Miao.

Mu Miao acted very calm. He didn't even look at it. He was concentrating on watching the light show in Yuncheng. His mouth opened slightly in amazement. "It's so beautiful."

Song Qi's eyelids twitched. He was really crazy. He actually mistook an imaginary existence for a real person.

He took a sample of the skin tissue near the wound and was about to check if there were any other wounds on "Mu Mu"'s body. He caught a glimpse of Yu Bai staring at the body expectantly.

Yu Bai was observing Song Qi's technique and admiring this rare young cadaver teacher when he suddenly became aware of a dangerous gaze.

He raised his head and stared at Song Qi for half a minute.

After Song Qi took the initiative to reveal that he had a mental illness, Yu Bai's fear of him increased. "Uh... Professor, what's wrong?"

Why was he looking at him with such hostile eyes, as if his wife was being coveted? Yu Bai wanted to cry but had no tears. He regretted switching shifts with his senior brother to come here tonight.

The movement here attracted Mu Miao's attention. He floated back to the side of the dissection table, took a look at his baggy pants, and looked at Song Qi with his eyes that were as bright as the night sky. "Are you going to take off my pants?"

Song Qi: "..."

Is he a very open or unrestrained person at heart? Otherwise, how could he invent such a ghost?

Mu Miao didn't consider this body as his at all, and didn't feel awkward. Moreover, this was what Song Qi should have done. Now that he had become a ghost, there was no need to protect his human rights.

He was still worried that Song Qi wouldn't be able to let go, so he comforted him, "Don't worry too much. I don't mind if you take off all my clothes. I understand."

Examining the corpse is what forensic doctors should do, and it is also their job. Mu Miao expressed his understanding, smiled at Song Qi, who had a stiff expression, and floated back to the window to continue watching the night view.

How could the innocent little ghost know that this sentence has other meanings that only adults can understand.

Song Qi took a deep breath. He couldn't believe that he had actually teased someone, and it was someone he had imagined.

Yu Bai saw Song Qi's expression change again and again, and finally stopped at a very subtle expression. He would never have thought that his professor with facial paralysis could make such a rich expression. However, the next second, Professor Song spoke.

"You, get out."

The only thing missing from his words to drive Fang Lingwei and the others away was the word "get out", but his tone had already added the word.

Yu Bai put down what he was holding, looked at the corpse on the dissection table reluctantly, and looked back every few steps.

Song Qilian did not give him this chance. He picked up the white cloth on the back of the chair and covered the upper body of "Mu Mu". Even the hands hanging in the air were stuffed into the white cloth.

Yu Bai walked out of the door dejectedly, and just as he was about to close the door, he saw Fang Lingwei rushing over.

Fang Lingwei frowned, a heavy sense of low pressure on his body, as if suppressing his anger. "I want you to stop what you are doing, Professor. Pei Nuo's family is here to ask for the body, and they don't agree to an autopsy."

Mu Miao was surprised to hear the news. He watched Fang Lingwei gently pick him up sideways, put him in a body bag, and place him on the cart.

Song Qi frowned, "What's going on?"

"Someone from the Pei family came and said Pei Nuo's death had nothing to do with this case." Fang Lingwei paused here and glanced at "Mu Mu's" fair face. "They said Pei Nuo was indecent and was retaliated by his lovers. His death was undignified and should not be publicized."

Song Qi grasped a key point and said with a strange expression, "Those, are you sure they are not that lover?"

Fang Lingwei frowned, "His family said so."

Mu Miao opened her eyes wide in shock and frantically defended herself, "Nonsense, I don't have many lovers, I clearly don't have any, how can these people make up stories about me?"

He felt very wronged. He was accused of something as soon as he arrived. No one would be happy about that.

And he also knew Pei Nuo's past life. This boy was a complete poor little thing. He was abandoned by his parents at the door of an orphanage as soon as he was born. The little guy was timid and could only give in in the highly competitive environment of the orphanage.

Long-term lack of food and clothing made him weak, but perhaps it was a blessing in disguise. When Pei Nuo was two years old, he was adopted by the Pei family, who had no descendants. After half a year of happy life, the Pei family welcomed their own boy.

Pei Nuo's status plummeted. He had the title of young master but the status of a servant.

Mu Miao has no good feelings towards his family, especially the son of the Pei family who always bullies him, his nominal younger brother - Pei Qingye.

From Pei Nuo's memory, it can be seen that this boy was raised very spoiled by the Pei family. He looked down on everyone and did not even take him, his unrelated brother, seriously.

When they were still in the same high school, Pei Qingye liked to instruct Pei Nuo on how to do things. Pei Nuo was responsible for buying water and food, running errands and other things. He also did not admit that Pei Nuo was his brother. Pei Qingye's younger brothers still think that Pei Nuo is a lackey like them.

The more Mu Miao thought about it, the angrier she became. How could someone with such a bad personality exist?!

But soon, the evil man appeared in front of him.

Pei Qingye was still wearing the West School's blazer uniform. He was eighteen years old and nearly 1.85 meters tall. He sat on a bench in the hall with his long arms and legs, his whole body overflowing with anger.

He kept looking at the exit, and finally stood up, took off his suit jacket and hung it over his shoulders, turning from a well-mannered student into a ruffian street thug.

"Tsk, why haven't you come yet? You're all dead in there." Pei Qingye took out a pack of cigarettes and was about to smoke one when the lady next to him patted his arm.

Mrs. Pei was wearing a gorgeous long dress and jewelry. She held her chin high and had an arrogant look in her eyes, which only softened when she faced her precious son.

"Smoking is bad for your health. Xiao Li, put away the young master's cigarettes." Mrs. Pei instructed the assistant behind him.

Under Mrs. Pei's urging gaze, Pei Qingye had no choice but to give the cigarette to Xiao Li. Then he waited for a while, and finally looked impatiently in the direction where Fang Ling had not left.

He wanted to see what shameful things these people were doing in there!

Just then, a white figure came running from the corner. Pei Qingye couldn't dodge in time and bumped into it.

The person must have come in a hurry and was surprised to bump into someone. His palm-sized face was full of surprise, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were wide open, and his eyelashes trembled helplessly.

Mu Miao just wanted to know who came from the Pei family, so she ran out of the autopsy room in a hurry. Who knew that she would run into Pei Qingye.

He subconsciously stepped back to increase the distance between them, but accidentally tripped over his left foot and fell straight down. He cried out in a low voice, "Ah!"

Pei Qingye reflexively reached out to hold him, but what his hand touched was not soft skin, but air.

The young man in front of him disappeared. Pei Qingye's heart suddenly trembled. He looked around and found that he was the only one in the dim corridor.

The meeting just now seemed like just a fleeting dream to him.

Pei Qingye was stunned for a long time, his eyes blank, thinking about the scene just now. He saw the man's face clearly - it was Pei Nuo, his most useless brother, and also his dead brother.

He couldn't believe it and kept looking around, trying to find some clue to prove that the person had really appeared.

Although they looked the same, Pei Qingye felt that the "Pei Nuo" he had just met was particularly different, especially his clear eyes, which were no longer gloomy as before, but glowed with agility and vitality.

The moment Mu Miao fell, he turned into a ball of white mist, like a soft white marshmallow. After a long time, he slowly condensed into a human form and stood in the corner of the wall.

He was still frightened, and his already pale face turned even paler. [001, why do I feel like he can see me?]

001 said wearily, "You've said this three times already. Think about it, is it possible? Are all the talented people in the world in front of you?"

Of course, Mu Miao would not admit that he was African, and said confidently: "Impossible, I'm pretty lucky."

He firmly believed it.

Fang Lingwei quickly came out with the body bag. Seeing Pei Qingye standing in the corridor, his face darkened. "Family members of the victim, please wait in the lobby. This is the protocol."

Pei Qingye ignored him and rushed to the cart. He unzipped the body bag and frowned at the boy's peaceful face. He questioned, "Is he really dead?"

Pei Qingye said this as if Fang Lingwei was deliberately lying to him. Fang Lingwei could no longer suppress his anger and kept taking deep breaths.

"Yes, Pei Nuo's death certificate has been issued and will probably be in your hands tomorrow. Please do not disrespect the deceased, or you will suffer retribution."

His last words were tinged with personal vendetta.

Mu Miao looked at Pei Qingye's ugly face, feeling surprised in her heart. She said, "Don't you dislike me? Why do you look so disappointed?"

Pei Qingye stared at the delicate little face that had lost its color, as if only at this moment did he see clearly the appearance of his so-called brother.

He followed Fang Lingwei silently into the hall.

Mrs. Pei, who was waiting in the hall at this time, was anxiously looking for him everywhere. She was relieved when she saw Pei Qingye. "Xiao Ye, how could you run around? It's so dangerous here. Promise mom that you won't do this next time, okay?"

Pei Qingye ignored her. Mrs. Pei was already accustomed to his indifference. The tenderness in her eyes disappeared completely when she saw the body bag on the cart.

She took a step away in disgust and waved at Xiao Li, "Just take it to the crematorium and burn it. It's really unlucky."

Fang Lingwei was completely furious. He pointed at Mrs. Pei's nose and cursed, "Are you still human? He was murdered, and not only did you ignore it, you couldn't even give him a proper funeral? Pei Nuo must be so unlucky to have met your family!"

Mrs. Pei tightened her grip on the bag and used all her self-control to prevent her expression from distorting.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, "Captain Fang, please be careful with your words. I am the wife of the Pei family, and Pei Nuo is a member of my family. If I say that he must be burned now, then he must be burned. Even if his body is left exposed in the wilderness, you have no right to interfere!"

Mu Miao felt a sense of fear when he saw her. He knew that it was Pei Nuo's residual emotions that were at work. To make Pei Nuo so scared, this Mrs. Pei must not be a good person.

Now that she had said this, Mu Mu was so angry that her face turned red.

Mu Miao cursed at Pei Qingye, who was closest to him, "You are a family of bad people!"

Pei Qingye moved his ears and looked around. He seemed to hear Pei Nuo's voice. Pei Nuo... was scolding him?

How is that possible!

Pei Qingye's mind was in a mess. He originally thought that he could calmly take the body of his useless brother to the crematorium, but everything changed at a certain moment.

Fang Ling was almost provoked by Mrs. Pei's words and started to fight. The young police officer ran over in time to separate them, "Calm down, talk it over. Don't get angry or use violence."

Mrs. Pei glared coldly, "How can you serve the people with this attitude? It's ridiculous."

Fang Lingwei glared at him, "You!"

Pei Qingye was annoyed by the noisy sound. He grabbed his hair and finally exploded.

He threw his expensive suit jacket to the ground and Pei Qingye yelled, "What are you arguing about!"

The whole audience was silent, all eyes were on the high school student.

Pei Qingye picked up Mu Mu under Mrs. Pei's shocked gaze and strode towards the car. "Why send us to the crematorium? Let's go home first."

Mu Miao's body was carried away, and he quickly floated to catch up, angrily saying: "Who allowed you to hold me? Put me back quickly, put me back quickly!"

Behind him, Song Qi stood in the shadows, his eyes darkening. Why would his little ghost run away with someone else?

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