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Chapter 429 Why is my neck so red?

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    Su Zhixiao went back to the bureau to perform an autopsy on the victim in the afternoon. At the moment, he was in the autopsy room and his phone was charging in the office outside.

    So, I don¡¯t even know that someone just called me.

    This time the autopsy did reveal something.

    Some things were extracted from the enteric solution and were sent out for trace inspection in time.

    Others, there is no problem.

    It is consistent with the characteristics of electrocution.

    Baiyu returned after delivering the extract:

    "Sister Su, can you sew it up?"

    "Yes, you can sew it."

    "Yeah."

    Su Zhixiao stood aside, watching Bai Yu's stitches stitch by stitch.

    The speed is a bit slow, but that¡¯s okay. The more experience you have, the faster it will become.

    The stitching technique was quite stable and it didn¡¯t turn into a caterpillar.

    Although the person is dead, of course, if you can do your best, you should try your best to do everything well.

    ?¡­

    Another forty minutes passed before the two came out of the anatomy room.

    After Su Zhixiao returned to the office, he was busy writing reports without even looking at his cell phone.

    By the time the report was finished, it was dark outside.

    The printer was printing slowly, and then he stood up, drank most of the glass of water, and drank it.

    Picking up the mobile phone next to you, the battery was already fully charged.

    When I saw the missed call from two hours ago, I raised my eyebrows slightly and dialed back.

    It didn¡¯t take long for the person to answer the second ring:

    "Wife?"

    "You called me before?"

    "Um."

    "Is something wrong?"

    ¡°No, just asking if you¡¯re off work.¡±

    ¡°Obviously, no one answered the phone, so they must not be off work.

    Su Zhixiao pursed her lips:

    ¡°I just finished the dissection and may have to work overtime very late tonight.¡±

    "Have you got a meal yet?"

    "Nope."

    It¡¯s almost eight o¡¯clock.

    The canteen has already closed.

    ¡°Wait, I¡¯ll have someone deliver it to you.¡±

    "Are you in the family building?"

    "if not?"

    It¡¯s rare to have time to make a phone call, and of course it¡¯s impossible to chat with someone all the time:

    "What is your son doing?" he asked.

    Someone curled his lips:

    "Sleep."

    "So early?"

    "Well, I got the vaccine in the afternoon and it was said to be a normal reaction."

    It is true that after vaccination, there are various reactions, and Su Zhixiao certainly knows these.

    "Hang up, I'm still busy."

    "Officer Su, don't you even miss your man?"

    After asking my son, he just said yes.

    Su Zhixiao coughed:

    "I don't want to, hang up."

    This time, it¡¯s really dead.

    I drank another half a glass of water before I calmed down.

    Bai Yu came in and took a cup to get the water. Just when he was about to drink, his sharp eyes noticed something:

    "Sister Su, why is there a red patch on your neck? Have you been bitten by an insect?" asked.

    Only a little red mark was exposed, and it was really hard to tell what caused it at a glance.

    But, the parties concerned are clear in their hearts!

    ? ? hurriedly reached out to pull the collar and buttoned it up again:

    "I scratched it accidentally."

    That¡¯s weird!

    Although Bai Yu didn't see what it was before, how could he not be clear after seeing Su Zhixiao's reaction?

    Suddenly, he laughed:

    "Sister Su, are you sure you scratched it?" She was joking.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    ¡°It¡¯s just a scratch!¡±

    It¡¯s true, you¡¯re telling lies with your eyes wide open!

    Su Zhixiao himself felt the heat on his face:

    "I'll send the report over."

    He left the medical examiner's office in a flash.

    In the corridor, he slapped his face vigorously, and kept hinting to himself: calm down, calm down, calm down

    The psychological suggestion was still effective. I stood at the door of the criminal police office and knocked on the door.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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