Coroner Ke Xue

Although it was embarrassing for the senior time traveler, Lin Xinyi decided to work honestly.

No way, the original owner didn't leave any principal for investment to make money.

And he doesn’t know much about music or art, he hasn’t watched many cartoons and movies, and his writing skills are still poor.

When I was in school, it was difficult to write an 800-word essay. Now I want to use my incomplete memory of the novel outline to reconstruct a best-selling book? It's too unrealistic.

Lin Xinyi basically couldn't learn the methods used by his predecessors to get rich.

If you think about it carefully, besides knowing how to disembowel a corpse, he is also good at fighting——

If you use "Criminal Law" as "The Book of Getting Rich", then by combining these two skills, you can make a fortune quickly.

If you want to abide by the law and be a good person, these two tricks will basically have nothing to do with wealth.

How to make money then?

Should I use my current identity as a "Japanese friend" to return to China and enter my wealth password, or should I directly apply to study abroad to defraud scholarship money?

Although it is a path, it is too hopeless.

"It's better to go to work as the original owner."

"As long as I can work for a while, even if it's only three or four months, the salary I save will make me have a lot of money."

Lin Xinyi took a fancy to the high salary from the original owner.

That’s a monthly income of 890,000 yen.

If you work hard for three or four months and are found to be incompetent and fired by the company, you can still get an additional financial compensation.

The total amount is a few million yen, which is enough for Lin Xinyi to spend some time.

Of course, if I can keep doing this,

After working for a year, the salary saved was enough for him to resign, return to China, and make a fortune.

With a sense of guilt, Lin Xin started to plan how to replace his original owner, Mr. Nan Guo, who was a freeloader in the company.

At this moment, the cell phone in his arms suddenly rang.

Someone called.

"Who could this be?"

Lin Xinyi frowned slightly:

Taking advantage of the break in taking notes, he actually checked the phone carefully.

There is not a single call record in the mobile phone. It may have been completely cleaned by the original owner before he committed suicide.

There are also very few numbers saved in the mobile address book.

There are only two in total.

The note on the first number is "Laboratory", which is obviously a work number.

The note on the second number is "the most important person."

This is also the number that worries Lin Xinyi the most.

Who is the most important person?

Parents, relatives, best friends, or girlfriend?

No matter what the answer was, Lin Xinyi didn't want to receive a call from this number.

After all, he was not the real Lin Xinyi, so he didn't know how to get along with the "most important person".

Just like that, with a slightly nervous mood

Lin Xinyi took out his cell phone and saw that the call was from an unknown number without a name.

And just when he guessed that the caller without a note might not be an acquaintance of the original caller, the call was connected, and the words coming from the other end seemed very familiar to the original caller:

"Hey, Lin."

The other party directly called Lin Xinyi by his surname:

"I just went to the lab and you weren't here."

"How is this going?"

It was a man's voice. The timbre didn't sound young or old, it just made people feel calm.

There was obviously a sense of accountability in the words, but there was no emotion.

And the feeling this voice gives people

There is only one word "cold" to describe it.

Across the phone, Lin Xinyi could imagine a dignified man giving orders with a cold face.

"I opened my mouth to ask about unexcused absences. It seems that the caller was 'my' boss."

"Is it true that you don't save notes on your boss's phone number?"

Lin Xinyi silently complained about the original owner's slackness.

Then, he casually looked at the clock on the wall next to him:

"9:10."

Although so many things happened in the morning, it was actually just after 9 o'clock, not much later than normal working hours.

However, listen to what the other person on the phone is saying

The other party should be "one's" boss.

The boss rarely came to the company to check on work today, and he happened to catch him being absent from work without an excuse.

"Feel sorry!"

Lin Xinyi was also planning to work for the other party for a few months, so his tone was naturally very humble.

This tone was very like that of an honest young man, and it did not arouse the suspicion of the leader on the other end of the phone.

And he didn't know how the original owner usually called his leader, so he simply didn't add any title:

"I just came back from the Metropolitan Police Department and haven't had time to go to the laboratory yet."

Lin Xinyi explained vaguely.

He deliberately did not tell the whole story directly, but left half of it waiting for the other party to ask questions.

After all, the reason for skipping work "because I was regarded as a criminal suspect by the police" sounds a bit bizarre, and a step-by-step explanation is more convincing.

"Metropolitan Police Department?"

There was a trace of undetectable fluctuation in that cold voice.

But a leader is a leader, and he has a strong aura.

He did not ask questions out of curiosity as Lin Xinyi imagined. Instead, after a brief silence, he asked in a calm tone:

"I need an explanation."

What a charming leader

Lin Xinyi sighed secretly in his heart, and then explained honestly:

"I was accidentally involved in a corpse dismemberment case during my morning exercise, so I was taken by the Metropolitan Police Department to make a record."

"I also met the slightly famous detective Kudo Shinichi, who was also present at the time."

In order to strengthen his persuasion, he also specifically mentioned the famous detective's name.

But leadership is leadership after all.

After hearing the bizarre story of his subordinate being involved in the corpse dismemberment case and meeting the famous detective Kudo Shinichi, he didn't even show the slightest surprise.

The other party just thought in silence for a moment, and then said in a deep voice:

"I see."

"In that case, you can go to the laboratory now."

Lin Xinyi: ""

When you hear that an employee is involved in a corpse dismemberment case, your first reaction is to ask the employee to return to work as soon as possible?

What a ruthless surplus value squeezer

"Do your job."

Before Lin Xinyi dared to complain, the leader on the other end of the phone lectured again in a voice that could freeze a penguin to death:

"You seem to be in a bad state lately, which is not good."

"The laboratory is under your control."

"Lin, don't let me down."

Lin Xinyi actually didn't want to pay attention to this leader who had no humanistic care.

But when I calmly think about the monthly salary of 890,000 yen, I can bear it after thinking about it:

"Yes, I promise to complete the task!"

The leader didn't answer even "hmm" and hung up the phone.

"call"

Lin Xinyi breathed a long sigh of relief:

"'My' boss doesn't seem to be easy to deal with."

"But from what he means, he probably doesn't come to the company often and doesn't need to meet and interact with me every day."

"That's a good thing."

"But 'I am in charge of the laboratory'?"

After hearing from his leader that he actually had such a heavy responsibility, he couldn't help but feel numb:

He does know how to run the forensic laboratory.

But how should this biological laboratory be managed?

I'm not going to wear a pair of pants on my first day at work, right?

Being the main leader in charge of a laboratory is obviously not that easy to do. Thinking of this, Lin Xinyi felt even more dizzy.

But the arrow had to be fired when it was on the string.

Since his boss has urged him to go to work as soon as possible, he just needs this salary and can only bite the bullet and go to the company to clock in.

"No matter what, let's try it first before talking."

"After all, this is 890,000 per month."

Lin Xin gritted his teeth and made up his mind, then turned around and walked to the closet, ready to change clothes before going to work.

Now there is no problem in wearing this black suit directly to work, but after all, the trouser legs and shoes have been soaked in water, and they will become smelly if they are not changed.

And when I opened "my" closet and took a look, good guy

All in black.

Not a single piece of clothing in any other color.

"This taste probably means you can wash clothes less often because black is stain-resistant."

Lin Xinyi rudely speculated on the original owner who was not very tidy.

After all, sloppy people like black clothes. They take them off before going to bed and smell them. If they don't smell bad, they wear them again the next day.

Thinking about it this way, the clean clothes in front of me seemed a bit daunting.

Lin Xinyi tried his best to give up this bad idea and picked through the wardrobe, but in the end he could only pick out a suit that was similar to the one he was wearing.

Put on your suit, straighten your cuffs, put on your tie, and put on your company badge.

Take a look in the mirror:

Hey, this looks like

What a handsome real estate agent.

Going out to sell a house is sure to leave a good impression on your clients.

Lin Xinyi is quite satisfied with his image.

Then, he walked to the entrance, put on his leather shoes, and pushed open the unfamiliar door.

"Going to work soon."

As soon as the door opened and he saw the vast world outside, Lin Xinyi felt a little guilty again.

He was worried that his colleagues would discover something unusual as soon as he got to work, and that he would be kicked out of the company without earning much salary.

But after this subconscious worry, I calmly thought about it and found that my start was actually acceptable:

"It doesn't matter if you get fired."

"No matter how bad the situation is now, it's better than what I worried about then."

When the case first occurred, Lin Xinyi was really worried that he would go to jail.

After all, he has no memory of the original owner. Even if he vaguely guesses that "he" came to the park to commit suicide, there is no way to completely rule out "him" as a suspect.

But now, compared to the worries then, in any case

"At least I'm not a 'criminal' anymore."

Lin Xinyi cheered up and walked out of the house wearing black clothes.