Rebirth: A Female Forensic Doctor

The most beautiful month in the world is March. The winter cold is gone and the spring flowers are blooming. It is a good time in the world.

Today is a good day for traveling and getting married. It is a good day for everything. The streets are filled with the breath of spring.

Looking at the picture of peach blossoms in the sky and rippling spring love in front of her, and feeling the breath of passionate love rushing towards her face, she could only use one word to describe her mood at the moment, and that was - beeping dog.

Oncoming, a boy and a girl cuddled up to each other. The boy looked handsome and had a scholarly temperament, just like the noble prince who read poetry and books in ancient times. The girl's facial features were exquisite and her temperament was gentle and gentle, just like the ancient chess, calligraphy and painting.

Tong's boudoir daughter, the two of them cuddled together, they are the modern version of the talented man and the beautiful woman, envying everyone who comes and goes.

If the boy hadn't been her boyfriend for just a month and the girl hadn't been her close best friend, she would have found this scene very eye-catching rather than irritating.

Her name is Ye Fan. She is an ordinary person who has been ignored since she was a child. She grew up in a family with a patriarchal mentality. Sadly, she is still ranked as the second child who is not embarrassed. She has outstanding academic performance, so-called

The elder sister of other people's children, and the younger brother with golden eggs and baby bumps. She is that invisible little pitiful person who is forgotten by her parents even when she eats.

She has long hair and bangs, and her facial features can only be described as regular and ordinary. She has no special talents. She is tone-deaf when singing, and her limbs are uncoordinated when dancing. Her academic performance is only half-measured. She has never been among the best, nor has she failed to count.

, the position that always stands in the middle has never been shaken.

After six years of elementary school, three years of junior high school, and three years of high school, there are probably only a handful of teachers and classmates who can remember her.

In the past eighteen years of her life, Ye Fan has had one strong color that can attract others' attention, and she has enjoyed being in the spotlight for a moment, and that is that she has an enviable and jealous school boy boyfriend, Xie Junyi.

There is also a goddess-level best friend He Yingying.

As expected, life is full of shit. She doesn't know what other people's reactions will be when they see her boyfriend and her best friend getting together. She only knows that her palms are itchy at the moment, but her feet feel like they've been soaked and can't move. She just stands there.

On the ground, she watched helplessly as the doggy man and woman saw her, became frightened, and then walked quickly towards her as if nothing had happened.

"Xiao Fan, why are you here? Didn't you mean to review your homework at home?" He Yingying's voice was as sweet as ever, with a waxy tone at the end, and her expression was gentle. It was no different from before. Naturally, she thought that the dazzling scene just happened.

Just an illusion.

It was obviously not an illusion, because the male protagonist of the incident spoke up, using the clear voice that had fascinated her in the past, and apologized: "Fan Fan, I'm sorry, the person I have always loved is Yingying."

"Junichi, stop talking."

"Yingying, I don't want to hide it anymore." Xie Junyi said in a deep and determined tone, "Fanfan, we have been childhood sweethearts since childhood. I have always regarded you as my sister. The person I love is Yingying, and Yingying also loves me. She knows that you like her.

Me, so you keep rejecting me and asking me to confess to you and be with you, but I can't lie to myself anymore, nor can I make Yingying sad anymore."

"I said stop talking, Junyi, you can't be so selfish. Although we love each other, Xiaofan is my best friend. As long as she is happy, I can do anything."

"Yingying, you are so kind..."

"Junichi..."

Tsk tsk, what a pair of lovers who love each other so much and selflessly, what a touching scene of sadomasochistic love, together with her, she became the third party in this relationship who did not know how to appreciate others, and did not know her own abilities.

Is this another stab at her heart, a secret stab at the fact that she is a redundant person?

After the two of them had a miserable and sadistic performance, they finally remembered her as a superfluous person.

Seeing that they talked for a long time, Ye Fan didn't react at all. He Yingying's beautiful big eyes flashed with dark light, and she shouted urgently: "Xiao Fan, why don't you say anything? Don't scare me, give me some reaction."

"Okay, I'll give you a reaction." Ye Fan raised his dark eyes and looked at her expressionlessly. Then before she could react, he slapped her pretty face with a loud backhand. At that moment, she felt something she had never felt before in her life—refreshment.

Snapped!

The crisp and loud slap not only stunned He Yingying, but also frightened Xie Junyi. The first reaction was not that Ye Fan had slapped his heart, but that Ye Fan actually knew how to hit someone? Or did he do it without saying a word? The kind of fight.

"Ah, Ye Fan, how dare you hit me?" He Yingying, who had never been beaten before, became angry and changed her image of a goddess in the past, letting out a sharp and ferocious scream.

The scream woke up Xie Junyi. His first reaction was to frown, and then he saw a dazzling slap mark on He Yingying's delicate face, which showed how hard the slap was.

"Yingying." Xie Jun cried out in pain and pushed Ye Fan away without mercy.

'Squeak...squeak...'

"ah……"

The car stopped suddenly, and the delicate body that was knocked away was like a kite with a broken string. The bright red blood instantly dyed the ground red. The passers-by who reacted screamed and surrounded the car, taking pictures and sending out pictures. Send to Moments.

Ye Fan only felt the pain of being crushed all over her body for a moment, and then she fell completely into darkness. When she saw the light again, she found herself floating in the air, and the whole street below was in chaos. At the scene of a tragic car accident, she His body was soaked in a pool of blood for onlookers to pay their respects and take photos.

Yes, her body, she was dead, died on the spot.

At this moment, Ye Fan just wanted to say one thing, if God gave her a chance to come back, she would definitely give He Yingying a slap in the face, and then slap Xie Junyi, a bitch, in the face. Damn it, what a shame.

'Didi...Du...Didi...Du...'

In the end, the owner of the car that hit her was called 120. He was considered a natural disaster. Let’s look at the bad couple who killed her.

Ye Fan looked coldly and coldly at the two people who pretended to run out of the crowd after the ambulance arrived. If there weren't countless witnesses at the scene who saw the three of them together, it is estimated that these two scum would have been there long ago. Ran.

Ye Fan once again felt that it was too cheap for these two dogs with human faces and animal hearts to die like this.

Don't you like her to follow them like a little follower to satisfy their perverted vanity? From now on, she will follow them day and night, all the time. Even if she can't kill these two people, she still has to scare them to death. She's crazy, otherwise how could she get rid of the hatred in her heart.

Just when Ye Fan was getting angry, the space around her suddenly rippled. A man with a chicken coop on his head was wearing a long-sleeved shirt and a crooked tie, but he was wearing pink shorts with Peppa Pig printed on the lower body. The strange Mr. Shota appeared in front of her, panting and looking like he had traveled thousands of miles.

Seeing Ye Fan's stunned look, Qi Pa Zhengtai took a deep breath, straightened his crooked tie, and bared two small tiger teeth: "Hello, hello, little sister, welcome to death, I am yours

The Messenger of Rebirth, number SB045, will open the door to the Rebirth for you, please be prepared."

"You..." As soon as Ye Fan spat out a word, a vortex filled with black mist appeared out of thin air above his head. In the vortex, a thick door covered with thick yin energy and resentment appeared out of thin air. As the door slowly opened, a powerful suction force appeared.

He sucked her in so lightly that he didn't even leave her a last word.

Damn it, you SB, are you rushing to reincarnate?

After seeing off Ye Fan, the strange little Shota eagerly took out a virtual mobile phone and clicked on it. A sweet voice immediately sounded on the mobile phone: Congratulations to SB045 for completing the mission of the success system - leading to 543.

SB045 first exhaled: "Finally, I made it up at the last minute. It's not in vain for me to come across thousands of miles." Then he lowered his face and muttered: "Ah, there are only 2 points of merit again. People nowadays are so heartless.

, I always give negative reviews, but it’s a good thing that I tried so hard to send you to death, huh..."

Judgment Hall of the Past Life

Ye Fan looked around the modern office with curiosity, and finally stared at an ancient plaque hanging on the wall behind the desk that was incompatible with the environment, writing: Chacha Division

This modern 'office' made her think that her death in a car accident was just a dream.

Knock knock knock!

The office clerk sitting behind the desk knocked on the desk with dissatisfaction. He is the focus, okay? As soon as the little girl came in, she looked curiously here and there. From time to time, her beautiful and clear eyes were still exposed.

With admiration, he ignored his dignified Zhou officials from beginning to end.

I was ignored as a human being, and I finally found a small official position in the Prosecution Department, but I was still ignored by the newcomers?

Ye Fan then retracted his sleepy eyes and stared at Li Zhou in surprise. Those clear eyes seemed to be saying: Who are you? When were you here?

Zhou Li: "..." What should I do if I really want to hit someone?

"Ye Fan was born on the seventh day of July in the lunar calendar of 2000, and died on the third day of March in the lunar calendar of 2018. He died in a car accident at the end of his life. His life..."

Zhou Li clicked on the tablet computer in front of his desk and read out Ye Fan's life through gritted teeth. Finally, when he read her birth date, he looked at her in surprise, the seventh day of July?

Ye Fan listened silently as Zhou Li read about her life in a grinding voice. It can really be described in four words - light and tasteless.

How did she live her short eighteen years like this?

The family environment is one thing, and her own personality is also another thing.

In the next life, she will no longer let herself live such a life. Although it will not be a grand life, it must at least be colorful.

Just when Ye Fan was sighing about her life and looking forward to the afterlife, Zhou Li finally finished reading about her short and dull life, then reached out and flicked it on the desk surface, and a dark stone ball appeared out of thin air on the desk.

"Routine procedure, come here and put your hand on the spirit stone." Zhou Li said casually. It was obvious that this was just a routine formality and had no meaning.

Putting away the complicated emotions in his heart, Ye Fan floated forward very obediently, raised his right hand and placed it on the spiritual stone, but there was no reaction.

When Zhou Li saw it, he was not surprised. Just when he was about to wave his hand to indicate that she could leave, he saw the lacquer stone's spiritual stone light up with a red light. There was a faint golden thread flowing in the red light, but it just flashed away.

Makes people think it's just an illusion.

At the moment when the red light was bright, the entire world of the afterlife suddenly shook violently. This vibration went straight to the deepest level of the purgatory of the afterlife. In that forbidden prison where no immortals and spirits dared to set foot, the loud sound of the clattering iron chains was accompanied by the distant sound.

Like a sigh from the vast wilderness: "You are back!"