Coroner Coroner

Lin Xinyi: "..."

It's fine that you didn't mention the Komatsu inspection, but you mentioned that...

I don't know what the level of this autopsy three series is?

"So, how many formal forensic doctors are there in the three departments of the autopsy?"

"Part-time job title doesn't count."

Lin Xinyi particularly emphasized.

"Part-time jobs don't count..." Officer Mumu's tone became even more tangled: "Then...then only..."

"Three?" Lin Xinyi asked according to the minimum standard in his heart.

In China, the criminal police teams of public security organs at or above the county level have specialized forensic technical rooms, and the number of forensic doctors is generally no less than three—if there are less than three, they are not qualified to independently issue appraisals.

Tokyo is one of the top cities in the world, so it's impossible for an autopsy department to match even a county-level criminal police team, right?

What is Lin Xinyi thinking?

But he forgot that this was not reality.

Therefore, in Lin Xinyi's shocked eyes, Officer Mumu instantly broke through his expectations:

"Not counting part-time forensic consultants under the name..."

"Three lines of autopsy... there will be no forensic doctor."

Lin Xinyi: "..."

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Chapter 33 Miss Miyano Wants Me To Confess

Of course, it is impossible for Lin Xinyi to accept this kind of work.

As a part-time forensic consultant, he doesn't even have an assistant with professional knowledge, and he wants to support a post-mortem department?

This is obviously to make him work overtime to death.

What do you say to make him the head of the three departments of the autopsy... In fact, he just threw out a department that no one took over, and counted on him, a man with lofty ideals, to come here to burn his youth.

This work pressure is probably a hundred times worse than what he experienced in his previous life.

"Haha, Mumu Police Department, if I have something to do, I will leave first."

"We'll talk about this later."

Lin Xinyi turned around with a smile on his face, took a step and slipped away.

Miyano Shiho, who had been waiting for a long time, also left.

"Brother Lin! Think about it again, the treatment can be discussed again!" Officer Mumu shouted perseveringly behind him.

"sure."

Lin Xinyi's face was full of smiles, and he walked away a little faster.

By the way, he said goodbye to Kudo and Maurilan. He and Shiho Miyano squeezed a path from the crowd and quietly left the crime scene.

"Sorry, I wasted a lot of time this time."

Lin Xinyi said apologetically while walking forward.

"Um... it's okay."

Miss Miyano shook her head, rarely giving him a cold face.

Not only did she not treat Lin Xinyi coldly, but she was still looking at him with a meaningful gaze.

There are three points of shock in this gaze, three points of curiosity, and four points of interest.

And Shiho Miyano did not hide his emotions.

She saw that the man looked upright and upright, but Lin Xinyi was a little nervous when he was seen: "What's the matter... Miyano?"

Miyano Shiho pondered for a moment, but asked:

"Why do you care about other people's deaths?"

"That kind of thing obviously has nothing to do with you."

This is a good question.

Lin Xinyi thought about it seriously, and finally answered:

"Maybe I have always had this instinct deep in my heart."

"As long as you see death, you can't help but want to find out the truth for the dead."

This sounds like a feeling, and it is still the kind that will be laughed at by many smart people.

But...forensic medicine, if you don't have any feelings, you really can't do it.

After all, compared with doctors, forensic doctors are not as good as doctors in terms of treatment, prospects and working environment, except that the relationship between doctors and patients is relatively stable and there is no need to worry about medical troubles.

However, their learning cost and effort are almost the same.

If there were more smart people and fewer stupid people, who would be a forensic doctor?

If there is no forensic doctor, how to fight crime, how to maintain peace, how to deter potential murderers, so that ordinary people can live a peaceful life without worrying about being killed at any time?

The normal operation of this society depends on these sentimental "idiots".

Therefore, Lin Xinyi always believed that his feelings were not funny at all.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Miyano Shiho laughed rudely.

Lin Xinyi: "..."

He didn't even know that this gloomy Miss Bingshan was still smiling.

Is it so funny...

What I said was obviously positive energy lines, not funny jokes!

"Cough cough..."

Miyano Shiho soon realized his unprecedented gaffe.

"Sorry, I suddenly thought of something funny."

Miyano Shiho gently covered his mouth and tried his best to restrain his smile.

But no matter how hard she tried, that faint smile was always on her lips:

Although Lin Xinyi's lines are not funny at all.

But such positive lines, coming from the mouths of people like us, really have a black sense of humor.

"Hey...don't laugh..."

Lin Xinyi held back a black line.

Even such a cold-faced girl who usually doesn't bother to pout when she speaks has to laugh at him, which is really inexplicable.

"Right, let's talk about this."

Lin Xinyi suddenly thought of a place to fight back:

"Why didn't you dodge when Ishikawa rushed towards you just now?"

"Is it simply in a daze? Or..."

"You instinctively want to help stop that criminal?"

A moment of silence.

I don't know what to think, Miss Miyano suddenly couldn't smile.

"Perhaps so."

She looked away from her gaze with Lin Xinyi, so that people couldn't see the emotion in her eyes:

"Perhaps... even I would subconsciously want to be the kind of bad guy who lives in the sun and fights against the darkness."

"..."

Her voice gradually fell, and the air became quiet.

After a brief silence, Miyano Shiho gave Lin Xin a meaningful look:

"You're not the same as before."

Lin Xinyi met her gaze calmly:

"Maybe you didn't know much about me before."

Miyano Shiho was lightly choked:

Indeed, her previous knowledge of Lin Xinyi was almost zero.

In the past, Lin Xinyi was a closed person. Even Shiho Miyano, who had been with him the longest in the organization, basically didn't understand his heart.

Of course, having said that, Miyano Shiho had no interest in learning about the tool people this organization sent to monitor him.

The two of them may talk more today than in the past year combined.

But today, after seeing the unknown side of Lin Xinyi, Shiho Miyano gradually discovered that this guy doesn't seem to be so annoying.

Not only is it not annoying, but there is a wonderful feeling of "sympathy for the same disease":