[Comprehensive Yingmei] I have special skills to solve crimes

As one of the best forensic doctors in Hangzhou, Qin Xiaoming does not take over the corpses in every case.

Most of the time, the corpses are taken over by other forensic doctors and his assistants. Since Shia returned to China, all the corpses of the victims in all cases have been taken over.

Xi Ya wouldn't ask why, just like Qin Xiaoming wouldn't say why.

The case of Longhu Evergreen Garden took place in Xiaoshan, which is nearly two hours' drive from Yintai Wanjia Flower City in the west of the city.

Fortunately, before Xi Ya called, Qin Xiaoming and Dai Xiaojie had already driven to Binjiang's Garbage Street, and arrived at the scene in half an hour. Before that, other forensic doctors had already checked the corpse at the scene.

It was rare for Qin Xiaoming to arrive at the scene wearing casual clothes. He looked like an ordinary white-collar worker, and it was impossible to associate him with the forensic doctor who was with the corpse all day long.

The middle-aged forensic doctor, who was halfway through the autopsy, looked unhappy, and still took a step back. There is no way, there is no forensic doctor who is more powerful than Qin Xiaoming in Hangzhou, and he will naturally back down if he is number one.

Just as Qin Xiaoming put on his gloves, Xi Ya shook his head at him.

Qin Xiaoming was taken aback for a moment, then continued to walk two steps forward, stood beside Xi Ya and stopped moving forward, "Senior, continue."

Every workplace has visible and invisible competition, and forensic medicine is no exception.If a well-known forensic doctor takes over everywhere and doesn't leave room for newcomers and seniors, problems will arise sooner or later.

The cause of death of the deceased was not suspicious, so Xi Ya shook her head and told him to give the opportunity to others, which was why she didn't stop the middle-aged forensic doctor in the first place.

Solve the case without worry, just a note is enough.

The middle-aged forensic doctor was taken aback for a moment, his complexion improved a little, and he squatted down to finish the last inspection.

"About an hour before the time of death, the murder weapon was an ordinary fruit knife. The knife wound in the heart was cut cleanly and neatly. All three of them were killed with one knife. The murderer obviously did not have any hesitation when he struck. He was a right-handed man who used knives. Others It needs to be brought back for further testing.”

Shia reminded: "The deceased had a note in his mouth."

The middle-aged forensic doctor turned to look at her in astonishment, and then opened the mouths of the three of them.

There are three people living in this villa, a 51-year-old husband, a 45-year-old wife, and a 21-year-old daughter, who has a note in her mouth.

Qin Xiaoming put on gloves, took the note and opened it: B.

The game starts, A, B.

Next, is it C?

The surrounding clues were almost checked, the body was taken away, and the plainclothes policemen squatted all night and went home to rest.

Xi Ya and the others went to Junk Street to eat supper to fill their stomachs.

Garbage Street, at first glance, I thought it was full of garbage, a garbage dump or a slum-like place that specializes in garbage disposal.

In fact, because Garbage Street is adjacent to the University City, surrounded by college students with low consumption levels, the whole street is full of all kinds of food. When the annual food festival is held, it will be overcrowded.

Xi Ya bit the kebab, and remembered the life in the United States and Britain with bitter tears. "It's better for us in Greater China. How can the United States and Britain have such delicious food? Sure enough, I should come back."

Reid, who is also obsessed with kebabs, was silent for a second, "You have already planned to open a store in New York, and you can bring these delicacies to the United States, so you won't have to worry about not being able to eat them." Not to mention going back to China.

The delicacies of Garbage Street further stimulated Sherlock and Watson's foodie attributes. Watson devoted himself to eating hard. Indeed, the delicacies of Greater China were so wonderful that he even wanted to settle in China.

Sherlock refused to think about whether China is better or Britain is better, "Let McCoff give you a helicopter."

Mycroft said he disliked Sherlock's stupid brother, but in fact, even if he was asked to take out a helicopter as a wedding gift, he would not frown.

"You like helicopters?"

Edward, who didn't eat anything, was the most conspicuous among the group of people. From the beginning to the end, he helped Xi Ya get food, and occasionally helped her wipe the cumin and chili from the corners of her mouth.

"So-so, I haven't learned how to fly a helicopter."

Local tyrant Edward: "I'll see you off."

Sherlock, who has 365 skills, didn't panic at all: "I'll teach you."

Reid, who is neither wealthy nor has the skills to drive a helicopter, said: "The general range of a helicopter is within 600 to 800KM, and the auxiliary fuel tank can reach more than 2000KM, which can support you from New York to Quantico for a round trip."

Shia rolled her eyes, bit the last bite of roast lamb expressionlessly, and dropped the wooden stick.

After running around all night and eating a warm supper, everyone returned to the apartment and quickly washed and went to sleep.

At one o'clock in the morning, the living room didn't turn on the lights. In the darkness, Xi Ya was lying on the sofa with her legs crossed, feeling so lonely and distressing.

This is the third night of Edward's two night stay here.

Vampires don't need to sleep. He often sneaks into Shea's room to watch her sleep while others are not paying attention, and he knows her sleep status very well.

On the first night, the exhaustion of the long-distance travel made her fall asleep quickly; on the second night, she frowned slightly in her sleep;

Edward walked quietly behind Shea, a little heavier in his footsteps, signaling his arrival, and then walked around the sofa and sat beside her, asking carefully, "Can't sleep?"

After training, Shea was able to see at night, but if she neglected the skill for a long time, at most she could see Edward's golden eyes and a rough outline still shining in the dark.

"Sometimes it feels good that you don't need sleep."

"That would hurt my heart." Edward tentatively stretched out his hand and let her lean on his shoulder, "You don't need to sleep, you will definitely track down those prisoners without sleep, there are too many prisoners in the world, even if you are exhausted, you can't all caught."

"That won't happen."

Shia was amused by his statement, "I'm not Daddy's workaholic, nor is Sherlock's special interest in the case, life is boring and will kill the stars."

"you will not?"

"No. You feel it, or maybe I should say, you all feel it. Even if I have the ability to catch criminals, I am still more interested in solving crimes and catching criminals than painting. I like painting, I like quiet, I like to immerse myself in My own world will not be disturbed. Daddy once said that as much as a person is capable, he will bear as much responsibility, so he worked diligently for the FBI, rescued the hostages, and returned the truth to the deceased."

Shea has always remembered that, so she has special crime-solving skills, and she will use that ability obtained from unknown reasons every time she encounters a difficult case, even if its side effects will make her have a splitting headache and nausea.

"You draw very well."

"Yeah, when I was young, my dad was busy with work, Gao Han didn't have time to take care of me, and my grandparents also had to go to work. The thing that accompanied me most in my childhood was painting. The first pen tablet in my life was given to me by my dad when I was 6 years old. Although it is no longer available, it is still well kept in the treasure chest under my bed. You know, girls always like to treasure things that others may look like rubbish, but they are very meaningful to them.”

Speaking of Linser, a smile appeared on Xia's lips, "The 6th birthday happened to be on Sunday, and he flew back to take me shopping. If I didn't see something new and wanted to buy it, he would definitely take me to the stationery Buy ordinary drawing paper and brushes at the store."

"Alice will put all the things she likes into the cabinet and display them."

"It's conceivable. With Alice's lively, lovely and willing to share character, I definitely hope to share what she likes with others."

When it came to Alice, the two had a lot of topics and chatted for a while.

Edward had a lot more topics to talk about, and Shia also smiled more.

Then, Xia lowered her eyes and turned back to the topic: "Do you think I'm cold-blooded? I already know who the murderer is, but I still can't catch him because there is no evidence."

Edward felt sorry for Shia, she was bound by "with great power comes great responsibility".

It is a pity that the person who said this was Xi Ya's favorite and most respected father, so he was willingly bound in that circle.

"When you touch me, my blood is cold. Our lives are too long, we have experienced too much life and death, and our emotions are getting weaker. To me, it doesn't matter who the murderer is, and it doesn't matter how many people he killed. They are with each other. I am a stranger who has nothing to do with you, all I care about is whether you will be injured during the investigation, and whether you will be unhappy because the criminal was not caught."

Shia heard exactly the whole sentence, and her mood lifted because of it, but she still got to the point: "Emotional?"

Edward hastily clarified: "Human life is too fragile and short. In order not to get hurt at that time, we learn to look at the world indifferently. Of course, these are different for family members and lovers. Love is the best drug. Once contaminated , can’t quit at all, we will only have one partner in our long life.”

A vampire with strong emotions, once the other half dies, he will not live long.

Shea realized the meaning hidden in the words, and froze while leaning against Edward's arms, "Edward, I am a human being, and I only have a lifespan of 100 years at most."

"……I know."

"You are a vampire, and unless accidents happen, you are immortal."

"……I know."

"Humans and vampires are impossible..."

"Shh-"

Edward's index finger was quietly placed on Shea's lips, and he leaned slightly to press a kiss across his fingers.

He lowered his head, his voice was hoarse, with unspeakable melancholy and sentimentality, "I know, but Shia, as I said, once a vampire falls in love, it's not death, and you can't quit."

After a long time, a sigh came from the silent living room: "Edward, I don't want to become a vampire."

I don't know how long it took before I heard an inaudible answer: "...I know."

In the darkness, someone quietly closed the door of the two bedrooms not far away.

The author has something to say: The biggest issue between Shia and Edward is the identity of human and vampire

Bella gave up her parents for Edward, because she didn't have a deep relationship with other people and could give up, but Shia has too many relatives and friends, and she values ​​feelings and relationships, so CP Edward's words are impossible, I'm not sure Whether he will write his side story, we will talk about it later =. =