Yang Yihe endured it again and again, but she could no longer bear it. However, she was not good at arguing or fighting, so she could only express her anger with her eyes.

This person actually dared to covet her Xiaoyu!

How old is Xiaoyu?

Only 13 years old!!!

Has he gone mad?!

Although……

Xiaoyu is one centimeter taller than her, and may grow even taller in the future.

But in Yang Yihe's heart, Xiaoyu will always be a little cub.

Fu Shuyan asked, puzzled, "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Yihe sneered: "Nothing much."

Xiao Yu stared blankly at Sister Xiao He and Fu Shuyan.

Why are those two arguing?!

"Um... let's go have dinner."

Looking at her beautiful and lovely Xiaoyu, Yang Yihe was really afraid that her precious little cabbage would be eaten by a pig. "Xiaoyu, there is no such thing as perfect love in the world. Even my aunt and uncle love each other so much, but God still creates some separations. So we should not pursue love, but pursue our careers... never mind, let's pursue our studies!"

As for her career, Xiaoyu's relentless archery practice is truly terrifying.

It's better to study; studying is safer.

Xiaoyu: "...I didn't think that much about it."

To outsiders, she juggled her identity as an athlete with preparing for the college entrance examination.

Outsiders speculate that she must be an ambitious girl like her aunt.

But she really didn't think that much about it.

Within a fixed time frame, when she needs to study, she focuses on studying, tries not to waste time, and strives to do well. When practicing archery, she also focuses on shooting arrows, thinking about how to practice better, and setting goals.

I'm happy to achieve my goal.

Don't be discouraged if you don't reach your goal; just strive to do better next time.

She thinks very little.

The things I need to think about most are three meals a day and how to find time to play.

As for dating?

She is underage.

No rush.

Yang Yihe suddenly realized that she had been worrying too much: "That's good, that's good."

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "Fu Shuyan actually likes you guys a lot too. It's just that I'm his first friend, and I don't play with him much. So he wondered if I had forgotten him, which is why he seemed a little strange."

Mao Mao and Yang Yihe: No! He has other ideas.

But faced with Xiaoyu's explanation, Yang Yihe chose to go along with her and said, "You're right."

Fu Shuyan's eyes lit up: "Xiaoyu, you're so smart!"

Xiaoyu proudly raised her chin: "Of course, you become like those you associate with, just like how you become like those you associate with."

Everyone turned to look at He Yuxiang.

He Yuxiang: "..."

I'm speechless.

Even though it was the aunt who said those words, he was always the one being teased!

Seeing his speechless expression, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

After taking the elevator downstairs for dinner, Xiaoyu suggested watching a horror movie: "I heard that the midnight party shows horror movies, which is really interesting. Besides, there are many of us, so we don't have to be afraid."

Fu Shuyan: "Okay!"

Yang Yihe: "That works too."

Mao Mao thought there was no problem.

Of the five teenagers, only He Yuxiang was nervous before even looking: "I'll go check if Youyou has kicked off her blanket."

Youyou slept soundly, and He Yuxiang adjusted the blanket for him, then adjusted it again.

After dawdling in the room for more than ten minutes, when I went out, the lights in the main hall were off, leaving only the hotel's color television.

He Yuxiang clearly saw a disheveled female ghost smiling at him. He subconsciously closed his eyes, feeling a chill run down his spine and a coldness sweep over his entire body.

Mao Mao: "Aaaaaaah!!!"

His incredibly loud voice terrified He Yuxiang so much that he couldn't move.

Xiaoyu complained, "Mao Mao, don't shout, or someone will complain about us."

Mao Mao was still in shock. "His head was cut off, and a bunch of worms were gnawing at his head. The worms were wriggling, a huge, dense swarm sucking his blood. I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore."

He is not afraid of female ghosts.

But I'm afraid of such realistic horror scenes.

He Yuxiang breathed a slight sigh of relief and sat down next to Mao Mao.

Mao Mao clasped his hands together and said, "Namo Amitabha Buddha, may Guanyin Bodhisattva protect me, may the Jade Emperor protect me..."

He started his incessant rambling.

Xiaoyu: "Go back inside."

Mao Mao: "But I want to see the female ghost take revenge!"

He Yuxiang went to pour himself a glass of water to bolster his courage.

Mao Mao looked at the three of them: "Aren't you afraid?"

Xiaoyu: "I'm not afraid."

Yang Yihe: "It's alright."

Fu Shuyan: "I studied forensic medicine for a while and spent a long time with corpses, so I don't have any feelings about these things."

Xiao Yu asked curiously, "What is forensic medicine?"

Fu Shuyan explained: "Many people die without being able to prove their innocence or seek revenge. We forensic doctors provide evidence to help them get revenge and clear their names. You may not be familiar with the term forensic doctor; it is the same as the ancient coroner."

Xiao Yu let out a long "Oh".

Mao Mao became interested: "How did you learn this?"

"Because of the shortage of people, this job is considered unlucky. After I found out, I applied to give it a try. I'm not very good at communicating with living people, but I'm okay at quietly examining the condition of dead people."

His father remained silent after learning of his talent.

Some say he has a bright future ahead of him, while others say his future is ruined.

Fu Shuyan ignored everything else; when the police asked him for help, he went.

Mao Mao exclaimed in amazement, "That's amazing!"

The corpses stank, and their faces were haggard and ugly. If their deaths were gruesome, the horror would be unimaginable. Fu Shuyan actually dared to deal with these people, and Mao Mao felt a sense of awe towards him.

Fu Shuyan's eyes lit up.

He Yuxiang asked, "You studied forensic medicine in college?"

Fu Shuyan shook his head regretfully: "I guess I'll become a police officer. The two forensic medicine schools in China are newly established and far away from me, so I don't have any ideas about them. Studying forensic medicine would be good for me to become a police officer, so I'll apply to the People's Public Security University."

"fine."

He Yuxiang really thought he was suited to be a policeman.

His father held a high position and could pave the way for Fu Shuyan.

What he really wanted to ask was, "Does doing this all the time cause you to have nightmares at night?"

But he was too embarrassed to ask, as it would make him seem cowardly!

He Yuxiang forced himself to watch the whole movie.

Xiaoyu and Yang Yihe went back to their room to sleep.

He Yuxiang lay on the bed, holding Youyou tightly.

Youyou's chubby cheeks have all flattened.

Mao Mao was so excited that she couldn't sleep, so she chatted with Fu Shuyan again: "When you were a forensic doctor, did you encounter any terrifying methods of murder?"

Fu Shuyan thought for a moment: "Does being torn to pieces count? The victim was chopped into mincemeat by the murderer."

"Alright, alright, go to sleep." Mao Mao was trembling with fear.

He Yuxiang became more interested when he heard him mention living people: "Then how do we find clues?"

When it came to familiar territory, Fu Shuyan spoke fluently: "First, the bodies are classified and pieced together, then the cause of death is confirmed, and then the age, gender, height and individual characteristics of the deceased are determined."

Personally, I prefer to investigate the murderer's modus operandi first—whether he cut, chopped, or sawed, and what his tools were—to try to depict the murderer's appearance as much as possible.

After investigating these things, we rely on very small things; we look at things with a magnifying glass.

We were lucky to find a piece of workwear debris this time; it helped us find the murderer. (End of Chapter)