Chapter 15: The Secret of the Case
Episode 15 The Secret of the Case
When we finished dinner, it started to rain.
The quiet rain blends into the darkness of the night and is almost invisible. One can only detect the rain with the help of some dim lights or the ripples in the puddles on the ground.
Neither "Fu Lin" nor He Qisi brought an umbrella.
The Anubis region is a mixture of many races and behavioral habits from real regions. There are a total of 21 districts in the city, some of which are clearly divided into different races, such as the Chinese district, Greek district or Turkish residential area mentioned in the present world. However, in the overall environment, there is still a relatively diverse cultural background.
For example, not holding an umbrella on rainy days is a typical habit of Europeans and Americans.
At Anubis, we often see many people wearing baseball caps or pulling up hoodies to keep out the rain when it rains. Young people especially like to do this. Maybe it is some kind of fashion trend, or it is a famous scene in some TV dramas where the protagonist always walks on the street without an umbrella to create a cool or free image.
And I really like holding an umbrella when it rains.
It would be best if the umbrella could cover me completely, so that I wouldn't get wet by the rain and could block other people's sight. This would make me feel safe.
Although some people say that on rainy days, umbrellas become an extension of the person, making it very inconvenient to walk among a crowd, this inconvenience ultimately varies from person to person.
When I was walking behind and holding up an umbrella, I saw two people in front of me who didn't have an umbrella, so I politely asked, "Do you need help holding an umbrella?"
In fact, if I really wanted to hold an umbrella for them, I wouldn’t wait until they got wet before asking.
I know that sooner or later I will pay the price for this hypocritical courtesy.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Lin looked at my open umbrella and walked towards me, "Excuse me."
There’s a woodchuck popping inside of me.
You're already wet, why are you still holding an umbrella! ?
Somewhat helplessly, I held up my umbrella and approached "Fu Lin". At the same time, I invited He Qisi under the umbrella and said, "He Qisi, do you want to come in too? My umbrella can accommodate four people."
He Qisi didn't react to my sudden decision, but I didn't give him the opportunity to reject me gracefully. I quickly reached out to pull him and put him between us.
Three adults can fit under one umbrella without feeling crowded. This is the charm of a big umbrella. However, some people standing on both sides were soaked, but it was not a big problem.
The person in the middle holds the umbrella.
"Usually, Li Zhi doesn't come along to investigate cases." He Qisi took the handle of my umbrella and couldn't help but ask curiously.
Why didn't I follow?
Because, I don’t want to.
Different forensic scientists have their own preferences in doing things.
Some people do it just to make a living; some people have a family background in detective work; some people do it to learn how to solve cases; some people do it to practice the noble justice of "standing for the rights of the living and speaking for the dead"; and some people are like "I just work in this industry and I abide by the rules."
It is against rules and regulations for them to take me to investigate the case. I am not the forensic doctor responsible for the on-site investigation. If I follow them and interfere with the forensic judgment without authorization, it would also be disrespectful to other colleagues. Unless the other person has made a really big mistake, or comes to share ideas and seek advice, I generally won't speak casually.
Next, my supervisor, Director Zhan, had taught me that “forensic pathologists do not ask about the case” – only by fulfilling one’s duties, focusing on one’s own field, and not being influenced by the case can one provide objective and accurate answers.
Knowing how despicable the criminal in the case is and how many evil things he has done before; or that the criminal himself is actually a poor victim, this has added another meaningless moral and ethical shackle to me. Some people easily become messengers of justice and use their own methods to punish criminals, which can easily lead to procedural errors.
The reason why people set up so many departments is that there are reasons and significance for setting up these clearly defined functions.
And the underlying meaning of this is fairness.
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When He Qisi asked this question, I couldn't answer it directly because Shang Hexing came to my house and involved my parents in this case (although my parents were indeed worried that I would be killed). But I was worried that Shang Hexing would deliberately find my parents in order to lure me out and put them in danger.
That's why I took the initiative to say that I would go out with the investigation to minimize the risk.
"After all, we don't have much time to meet each other."
I hope he can put aside his guard against me sooner, so that he can walk his sunny path and I can walk mine.
He Qisi couldn't help but sigh, "You and Fu Lin have such a good relationship, I'm so envious."
I couldn't help but sigh because of his words.
If he could have read my or "Fu Lin's" intention to kill the other party before, he would not have been so naive to say such things.
He Qisi continued to sigh, "If I leave Anubis one day, will I have the chance to receive such treatment?"
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May I ask, what is the point of envy?
Apart from spending more than 100 A coins to buy a gift in the mall, I haven't shown how nice I am to this person, right?
I couldn't help but be curious about He Qisi's strange question, "Have you encountered any unhappy things recently?"
Suddenly I feel so lacking in love and care.
I thought about it and took out another piece of candy from my pocket.
Probably since elementary school, I discovered that turning the cards I drew into snacks can improve a person's mood and increase their attention.
I originally thought that this might be because the snacks themselves stimulate the production of happiness factors such as dopamine. American scientists have also said that eating snacks can improve concentration. However, regular snacks have limiting factors. Related papers indicate that when people are under stress or anger, eating snacks may not play any role in regulating their mood.
Isn’t there a saying like this?
"When you are sad, even candy tastes bitter."
However, my snacks still work. They miraculously make people feel better for a period of time, make them resistant to stress, and they show visible improvements in all aspects of their performance. Unfortunately, there was relatively little sample data at that time, and we also had to consider the control group and various environmental factors, so it was difficult to achieve very accurate results.
I once wondered if it was because they felt relaxed and happy every time they ate snacks with me, so they formed a mindset or psychological pattern - "I will feel better and even better when I am with Li Zhi", so I am popular among them.
"If you feel stressed because of starting work, you can come to me and I can give you some snacks."
He Qisi's eyes immediately brightened and he became happy, "Really?"
He Qisi and I were chatting, and Fu Lin's voice suddenly interrupted and said, "He Qisi, could you hold your umbrella straighter?"
I turned my head subconsciously and saw that half of "Fu Lin"'s head was outside the umbrella, and his hair was soaked with water droplets. And He Qisi was quite self-righteous and partial, "Fu Lin, you're already wet, it doesn't matter if you get a little more wet."
Ha ha!
Evildoers will be punished with evil!
I couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up in my heart.
"Fu Lin" was speechless, "..."
I was wondering with great interest what little episodes would happen between Fu Lin and He Qisi. At this time, He Qisi muttered frankly: "By the way, I think Fu Lin has been acting weird these days, not the same as before..."
I was shocked.
I'm already tired of fishing myself, I don't want one more person!
"What's the difference?" I quickly took advantage of the situation to help patch it up. "I think Fu Lin is the same as before."
As soon as I finished speaking, I caught a glimpse of "Fu Lin" looking at me thoughtfully with an indescribable expression.
Can someone tell me if what I said is not a cover-up...
Just then, a chill crept up my back - I suddenly realized that I was standing next to the intersection where the accident happened in the cartoon. There was a crowd of people around me, and the crowded big umbrellas blocked my view, making it difficult for me to see other people's expressions and movements.
The red light ahead stood still, condensing the light of death.
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