Chapter 16-The Darker
The traffic policeman whispered," Is this Chen Fan?"”
"Yes."
"Does this kid have such a big heart?”
"Don't think too much. He's the only one."
On the other side, the traffic police gave Chen Fan a cigarette. Chen Fan lit it and sat on the roadside.
Soon, the victim's son came over and offered Chen Fan a cigarette. He took it, but Chen Fan didn't light it up. Instead, he put it to his ear.
"Sorry to trouble you. Can you help me suture my father?”
" Let's go to the funeral parlor," Chen Fan said." The funeral parlor should be able to help with the suturing."”
"It's very difficult. Ordinary funeral parlors won't help. Moreover, in all the villages, my father is the only one who knows this skill.”
Chen Fan thought for a moment and said," I can help with the suturing, but I need to examine your father's body, which is an autopsy. I am a forensic doctor and I like to study."”
"En, that's good enough. Don't go too far."”
"No problem," said Chen Fan.
The man took out a sum of money from his pocket and placed it in Chen Fan's hand. Chen Fan looked at the money, and Lao Jin nodded and let Chen Fan take it.
The mending was done by either the people in the funeral parlor or the people in the funeral parlor. Both sides had to pay.
It was not a big sum of extra money.
"You need to follow me. You need to be there personally for the autopsy. Besides, when you ask for money, you need to report the death or something.”
"I don't quite understand."
Chen Fan thought for a moment and said," I think I'm the only forensic doctor nearby. Otherwise, you can only go to the city. I'll write it for you."”
"Thank you."
The man was still very strong.
Everyone returned to the police station. As for the frustrated driver, he had already been taken away.
The only thing left was to take the insurance. He would be judged however he wanted.
The mediation was something that the traffic police and the police had to discuss together.
Chen Fan slowly placed the meat in the bag on the table. Then, he took a knife and cut open the man's stomach.
When he saw the blackened liver, he could not help but fall into deep thought.
Generally, livers were blood-red in color. If a good liver was paired with a little bit of Baidiexiang or a little bit of Brandy, the fishy smell would be removed. Of course, if it was fried or something…
F * ck.
Why did he suddenly remember how to deal with animal internal organs?
He was doing serious business.
"Your father doesn't have long to live…"
The man was stunned.
"Impossible. My father is very healthy. Other than drinking a little, he can also work in the fields.”
Chen Fan said," Liver cancer, you may not understand. Let me tell you something you understand. A normal liver is blood-red in color and feels smooth to the touch. Your father's liver is a little grainy. These are cancer cells. I'm not sure if he knows he's sick.”
Chen Fan took the man's hand and touched it, but the man did not dare to. In the end, he sat on the ground weakly.
Her tears fell uncontrollably.
Then, he quickly slapped himself twice.
"I'm a f * cking animal. I'm not human. I'm not human. I'm an animal.”
Chen Fan ignored the man's confession. To be precise, from the day he became a forensic doctor, he was destined to deal with these people.
If it was empathy, a forensic doctor would not be able to do it well.
Forensics was a profession that required precise operations. Once there was an emotional attachment, it would only cause the autopsy results to be biased.
Chen Fan continued to dissect.
Other than the liver, the rest of the man's internal organs had some changes. Chen Fan also found a little bit of drug residue. The man had been to the hospital.
He definitely knew about his illness.
At this time, a notification sound told Chen Fan that he had obtained the skill he needed.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Level 5 Tinker.
[Tinker LV5: Inheriting the traditional skills of the culture. With the development of the times, it has gradually lost its status. This man has used his entire life to inherit this culture. Unfortunately, he could not resist the arrangement of fate in the end.]
Level 5 was basically the peak that the current humans could reach.
A grandmaster among grandmasters.
It was the peak of a human's professional skill.
So Chen Fan was curious. The level 3 trick was very powerful, but what level would it be if it was level 5?
However, there was an 80% chance that he wouldn't be able to use this skill. If he did, don't think too much about it. The police would be very happy to have a good conversation with him.
Chen Fan started to activate the skill. In an instant, memories that did not belong to Chen Fan returned to his mind.
A sewinger was also known as an embalmer.
In the early years, he was very famous. Basically, every company had such a craftsman. However, later on, everyone pursued cremation and so on, so there was no need for a sewing craftsman.
It seemed that very few people would care about how the deceased left.
A simple assembly would be enough.
"I need tools."
The man was still hitting his head regretfully. Chen Fan's cold voice shocked the man.
"Ah, tools?"
"A whole set of sewing tools."
"You will?"
"Yes, go look for it now. You should have it at home.”
The man wiped away his tears, got up, and ran away.
Chen Fan moved a stool and sat in front of the deceased. He stared at the pile of minced meat, thinking about something.
"Surprised, isn't it?" Jin asked as he walked in.”
"Surprised about what?"
" Why is this son upset and regretful? Let me tell you something different. I know this kid. He's about to get married. The girl's family doesn't ask for too much. They can give him a house and a car as dowry, but even if it's just a house, the man's family can't afford it.”
"The deceased was a mender. He should have made money.”
" I earned money a few years ago, but I saved all that money for my mother's treatment. After my mother was cured, my son started to get married. His life was getting better, but my father was diagnosed with cancer.”
"You can borrow money, right? I remember that the villagers should respect this man.”
"Yes, but cancer can't be cured. I think the man knew he was going to die, so he specially found a big truck to commit suicide.”
His son ran over with tools.
The box was given to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan opened the box, took a deep breath, and picked up the needle and thread.
At this moment, his son seemed to see his father.
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