Ning Tao had just arrived near the police tape and turned towards the direction of the voice, then a familiar face came into view. More than 50 years old, some crow's feet and grey hair. He had recognized her instantly. That woman was called Xu Xingrong, a lecturer of the forensics specialization. She used to teach him anatomy, and had helped him a fair bit.
For her to appear there, Xu Xingrong was clearly involved with the case of the previous night. She was carrying a tool box, her eyes were red from either crying or a lack of sleep. She looked exhausted and downspirited.
"Professor Xu, it has been a long time," Ning Tao greeted.
Xu Xingrong said, "I heard that you did not intern at the university hospital. What happened?"
Ning Tao forced a smile. "Some things are hard to explain, so forget it. Oh right, Professor Xu, are you here to assist with the police investigation at the crime scene? Are there any clues?"
Zhou Ying's body lay in the dissecting room. It was not a bed, but a movable table made of stainless steel. She was covered with a white sheet, and her pale feet were exposed. The soles of her feet were filled with rubbish and dirt, which had been stuck to the soles when the body was thrown onto the dust heap. Xu Xingrong was talking to a legal medical examiner from the police. "This is the sixth. Why did that guy kill such a young girl in such frenzy?" There was a suppressed anger and helplessness in the medical examiner's voice. Xu Xingrong gave a sigh. "I suspect that we cannot find any clue on Zhou Ying, like the first five victims. I wondered, who on earth could do that?" The medical examiner shook his head. "I don't know. My superiors put a lot of pressure on me after this happened. Please help to deal with it, Professor Xu. I've got to get back to deal with the things found in the scene. I'll contact you later."
Ning Tao was a little confused by the unexpected situation. There were only Xu Xingrong, him and Zhou Ying's body in the dissecting room. What did these policemen mean by coming in with guns and shouting orders not to move? He glanced at Xu Xingrong unconsciously. Xu Xingrong was still turning Zhou Ying's stomach with one hand, but this movement was frozen after the policeman shouted loudly. "Oh!" The policeman at the front suddenly felt a surge in his stomach. He turned quickly and put his hand over his mouth. The other officers wanted to turn around or close their eyes, but if they also did it, who would do the work? "Who's Ning Tao?" asked one of the policemen, trying to keep from vomiting. "I'm Ning Tao. What is it?" Ning Tao asked. Xu Xingrong had just come to her senses. "What is the matter with you? What are you doing here? Non..." Before she could finish her word, "nonsense," the armed police
Hu Jilu was nervous on the operating table. "Doctor Ning, do I need an anesthetic?" Ning Tao replied lightly with a smile, "No, my patient never needs anesthesia for surgery." "Won't it hurt if I don't use anesthesia?" Ning Tao picked up a Sacred Needles from the small medicine chest and stuck it in Hu Jilu's Baihui acupoint. A speck of extraordinary spiritual power entered Hu Jilu's brain at that moment. Hu Jilu closed his eyes with a slight jolt. “It's just a minor operation. Why did you talk so much?” Ning Tao removed Hu Jilu's pants, separated his hairy legs, and disinfected the area that was going to have the operation with iodine before starting the operation. His procedure was different from that of the doctors in the hospital. He first sealed the patient's acupuncture points with his Sacred Needles and then heated the knife. The purpose of sealing the acupuncture points with Sac
The moment Yang Hai realized the situation was against him, he turned to go. "Stand right there for me!" Wu Wenbo said in a low voice. "The case isn't over. Who allowed you to leave?" Blood momentarily drained from Yang Hai's face. Even his voice was quavering. "This... has nothing to do with me. I need to rush back to the hospital." Hu Jilu said, "What's the hurry? You weren't nervous at the start. Why are you in such a hurry now? Feeling guilty, eh?" "No... no." Although he said this, Yang Hai was obviously guilt-ridden. Tian Mengjiao and Yang Ting's eyes converged on Yang Hai. At this moment, Wu Wenbo added, "Hey girls, do you know what the punishment is for framing Ning Tao? It's the death penalty for murder. If you succeed and Ning Tao is sentenced to death, it is equal to murder. What a heinous crime, to frame him and send him to his death! Why are you girls so wicked?" "I... I...
In a fashion accessories shop, a salesgirl was unhappily watching a young man sniffing at a string of red sandalwood beads at her counter. The young man had asked for thuja beads, gold-rimmed nanmu beads, Chinese rosewood beads, as well as African padauk and "rhinoceros" padauk beads. She had given him almost every kind of wooden beads. He merely sniffed at them without saying a word. The young man with the bizarre habit was Ning Tao. This was the fifth shop he had visited on his sniffing trip. "Sir, if you like to sniff them, you can buy them and sniff all you like at home," the salesgirl said. If it weren't for Ning Tao's attractive good looks, she would have rolled her eyes at him. "It's not this odor... " Ning Tao's expression was full of disappointment. "What do you mean, not this odor?" the salesgirl asked. Ning Tao regathered his thoughts and returned the sandalwood beads to the salesgirl. He smiled. "Nothi
When he returned to "Little Mistress," night had already fallen. Before Ning Tao reached the entrance, the aroma of porridge had already wafted to his nose. So, Qing Zhui had cooked porridge for him. He could not help but smile. He could feel a homely feeling in his heart. After parking God's Will by the cave entrance, a fragrant scent assailed him headlong, dashing into his arms. Who else was it but the destined concubine? With her tender body in his arms, Ning Tao could feel his defense weakening. If this continued, Qing Zhui would soon be able to take down that appellation of his. "Can you two embrace at night? The porridge's getting cold." From the cave came Bai Jing's voice. Only now did Qing Zhui release Ning Tao. Her peerless beautiful face showed a smile like that of Lin Daiyu. "Brother Ning, let's go in and have some porridge." Ning Tao reached into his trouser pocket and fished out that Afr
Night had fallen on the tiny village. There was no moon, no lighting. It was a place forgotten by the modern world. At the edge of the village was a farmhouse. Earthed walls were fenced around a few traditional tiled roof houses, which looked miserable compared to the rest of the farmhouses in the village. This was Song Jun's home. In the night-time, three figures emerged from the woods. They sneaked stealthily to the walls of the courtyard and then jumped over them. Ning Tao activated his power of sight and smell and very quickly got a good grasp of the situation inside the farmhouse. Inside one of the rooms lived two people, and another lived one person. The other two rooms were a kitchen and a toilet respectively. Almost at the same time, Qing Zhui and Bai Jing stuck out their tongues, using it to detect their "prey". Two beauties wagging their tongues around in the air was actually quite an unbearable image.
Ning Tao forcefully suppressed the anger in him. "They didn't even know you, yet you're saying they looked down on you. You have issues!" Song Jun's expression was frightening. "I gave her all my money, but she still ran away with another man. I loved her so much, but she made me a cuckold! Any woman who resembles her deserves to die!" Ning Tao said coolly, "Does a man like you deserve to talk about love? Tell me, how did you meet Zhou Ying, and how did you murder her?" Song Jun's lips were shut tight. Bai Jing's right hand found her way around and gripped onto Song Jun's shoulder, stabbing into it like a sharp blade. Song Jun could not control his voice and screamed out loud. But his voice was already weak. With the immense pain and excessive bleeding, his kneeling body collapsed to the ground. However, Bai Jing grabbed onto his shoulder blade, tugging onto his flesh and bone, preventing him from falling down. Th