The tingling sensation in Lin Rui awoke instantly upon hearing Zhang Feng’s voice.
She stared straight at Zhang Feng’s face, which was very close, her voice trembling:
"Are you talking about... the incident of the corpse coming back to life, or... the part where you kissed me?"
"Uh...
Bringing this up made Zhang Feng’s face flush red.
He really had no other choice at that time!
Mind you, all those people outside were police officers.
If he truly covered Lin Rui’s mouth with his hand and dragged her back...
Officer Hu might have pulled out his gun right then!
He had actually sacrificed his own reputation to cover up the incident of the corpse reanimating!
After all, he’s just an innocent young man!
"Ahem!"
Of course, this matter wasn’t the main point.
Zhang Feng slowly pointed at the corpse behind him, who was furiously writing on the paper, expressing its tragic fate.
The implication was to tell Lin Rui that he was talking about this incident.
"But..."
Lin Rui seemed like she wanted to say something more.
But Zhang Feng interrupted quickly:
"Our task is forensic work, to investigate the true circumstances of cases, and to help the bureau solve them."
"As for how we conduct our investigations, isn’t that unimportant? Do you really tell everyone about the process every time you perform an autopsy?"
"That makes sense..." Lin Rui’s reasoning didn’t seem to be very sharp either:
"But... this is a reanimated corpse!! You actually let a corpse get up and write its own autopsy report?!"
Lin Rui’s stiff and sharp voice fell.
The corpse sitting there, furiously writing, actually turned its head and winked at Lin Rui!
Seeing this scene.
Lin Rui rolled her eyes and.
With a "thud," she fainted to the ground.
Clearly, she had passed out.
Looking at Lin Rui, who had fainted on the ground.
Zhang Feng helplessly curled his lips.
What now?
Should he... kill her to silence her?
Or just forget it...
Standing by Lin Rui’s side, Zhang Feng used one hand to form a seal.
He once again recited a cryptic incantation under his breath.
Then with a finger pointed at Lin Rui’s forehead, he whispered a command: "Forget everything!"
But very soon, he disappointingly withdrew his hand and thought to himself:
"No... The spiritual qi in this world is indeed too scarce, plus after transmigrating here, my cultivation level has dropped so much, I can’t even perform a mid-level spell like ’Forget Everything...’ "
"Do I really have to silence her for good?"
Picking up a scalpel used for autopsies.
He traced it lightly across Lin Rui’s swan-like neck.
Zhang Feng couldn’t bring himself to do it in the end.
The main thing is, if he actually killed her.
How would he continue to survive in this world?
For now, he thought he’d better consider how to bluff his way out when Lin Rui wakes up.
It was just a shame that the corpse couldn’t swallow with nervousness, but it still thought in a tense voice:
"This priest is quite terrifying, killing people at the drop of a hat!"
"Umm... priest?"
The corpse seemed somewhat nervous.
Zhang Feng turned and said grumpily:
"What?"
The corpse jumped, but still quivered and said:
"I’m done writing..."
Done writing?
Zhang Feng stood up and took the A4 paper from the corpse’s hand.
On it, the name of the deceased, blood type, ID number, and even the name of the killer, the complete killing process was written clearly.
Zhang Feng was very impressed.
He waved at the corpse and said:
"Alright, go lie back down and be dead again."
"Okay, priest."
The corpse turned over and laid back on the autopsy table flatly.
Zhang Feng also formed a seal with one hand, his gaze sharp as lightning, he pointed a finger: "Go!"
The corpse returned to its previous lifeless, grisly appearance.
The ghost borrowed from King Yama clearly had gone back to where it originally belonged.
Meanwhile.
Zhang Feng suddenly felt a warm current rushing into his Dantian.
His eyes narrowed slightly:
"Is this... spiritual qi?!"
Zhang Feng felt astonished.
The moment he arrived in this world, he realized the spiritual qi here was extremely scarce, sufficient to prevent him from cultivating to regain his former level.
Yet now, the spiritual qi entering his body matched the energy he’d normally gather over a month of cultivation in his previous world!
"Could it be..."
Zhang Feng looked at the autopsy report written by the corpse in his hand, and thought to himself:
"Could it be... as long as I accurately investigate the truth of a case, I can earn spiritual qi through merit to enhance my cultivation?"
That was Zhang Feng’s speculation.
But how true it was, required him to further investigate on his own!
Late at night, Lin Rui groggily opened her eyes.
"What happened to me...?"
"Director Lin!"
Lin Rui lay on the sofa in the autopsy room.
Zhang Feng, with an enthusiastic look, brought a cup of hot coffee and came over, saying directly:
"Director Lin, dealing with the autopsy of the corpse from homicide case 428 was really exhausting for you, and after completing the autopsy, you fainted from the fatigue."
"Your dedication is truly something worth learning from for a newcomer like me!"
Good lord.
Zhang Feng lied without missing a beat.
Lin Rui skeptically took the hot coffee from Zhang Feng, looking strangely at him, she asked:
"How come I remember... it was like you made the victim of case 428 come back to life?"
"You remembered wrong!" Zhang Feng denied it immediately.
"You must have been dreaming! How could a reanimated corpse exist in this world?"
Lin Rui viewed Zhang Feng sideways, quickly saying:
"Then was your forceful kiss also a part of that dream?"
Zhang Feng: ...
"Yes..."
"It’s no dream of mine!"
There!
With Lin Rui’s current response, Zhang Feng’s bluff had fully failed.
If this woman really spilled the beans, it would be a huge problem!
Therefore, Zhang Feng decided not to pretend anymore.
He directly placed the account of the case, written down by the victim of the 428 homicide case, into Lin Rui’s hand, saying:
"I know no matter how I explain it, you wouldn’t believe me, Director Lin."
"But, in such a vast world, having some supernatural incidents isn’t really surprising."
"As long as it helps our bureau solve cases, isn’t that a good thing?"
Lin Rui certainly wasn’t planning to be swayed by Zhang Feng’s nonsense.
But as soon as she saw the investigation report in her hand.
She was frozen:
"Th-this... it’s so detailed?! It even has the killer’s name?!"
"Does that mean our bureau can just go and arrest the person?!"
The shock was fully displayed on Lin Rui’s face.
Earlier, with Zhang Feng’s invocation of the laws, the corpse got up immediately.
Such a detailed autopsy report, still written by the corpse itself... or itself.
Lin Rui is a forensic pathologist.
As a forensic pathologist, she’s supposed to make the corpse ’speak,’ to reveal the truth of the case.
But this ’speaking’ is metaphorical, referring to advanced autopsy skills and a detective-level investigative mind to reconstruct the truth of the case.
And Zhang Feng had literally made the corpse speak!
Although the scene was quite mind-blowing, the meaning it entailed was self-evident.
Zhang Feng seized the opportunity and said:
"If others find out about this matter, it’s likely I’d no longer be able to stay here and assist our bureau in solving cases, and what kind of treatment I’d receive, Director Lin, you should understand."
"So..."
"Director Lin, you wouldn’t want everyone to know either, right?"
...