Rebirth: A Female Forensic Doctor

Dai Xiongzhao's words were incoherent, and he broke into a cold sweat. After living for so many years, this was the first time he had to give money to someone, and he was so frightened that he was afraid of making people angry.

In his mind, Ye Fan was the kind of reclusive master who didn't like the fireworks of the world. He was afraid that it would be a taint to her if he talked about spending money on worldly things.

But other than money, he really didn't know how to express his gratitude. He couldn't just blow a few rainbow farts in vain.

"Oh, my bank account number is 6223xxxxxxxxx." Ye Fan calmly reported her account number without waiting for him to say something hateful. Although she didn't save people for reward, she wouldn't mind if the other person was willing to pay.

of.

"Uh..." Dai Xiongzhao, who was worried, suddenly got stuck. He couldn't believe what he heard. Master Goddess gave him an account so easily? Shouldn't he be scolding him righteously? He was insulting him with money.

Her?

If Ye Fan knew what he was thinking, he would definitely give him a blank look: Brother Bra, have you read too many novels about Little White Flower?

"Can't you hear?"

"No, no, ah, no, yes." Dai Xiongzhao picked up the shattered knowledge, quickly found a pen and paper, and then said carefully: "Master Goddess, can you say it again? I didn't hear clearly just now."

Ye Fan said it again calmly, and after the person on the other end was sure that he had remembered it, he hung up the phone decisively.

In less than a minute, a text message came in on my phone, which was bank information.

"As expected of the Dai family who are so poor that they only have money left. They send money quickly." Ye Fan chuckled lightly, opened the text message, and his eyes widened instantly.

Damn, there are so many zeros!

Ye Fan raised the phone to his eyes, squinted his eyes and counted, hundreds, millions, hundreds, thousands, millions...

"Five, five million?" Ye Fan felt like she had been fooled by money. Although she was no longer what she used to be, and the money in her card was more than five million, it was all her hard work and expense.

The money I earned from drawing and making talismans and seals for several months was still a real profit from the exclusive business of this company.

As a result, Dai Xiongzhao said that he would spend five million at a time, which made the seven million in her card seem like seven hundred yuan.

These are the real rich people. For them, money is really not money.

She really thought that his so-called little expression was only tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands at most.

Please forgive her for not understanding the world of wealthy people.

Sorry to bother you, offended.

Ye Fan subconsciously stroked the center of her eyebrows. Ever since the flower buds started to shine out of her eyebrows yesterday, she had always wanted to touch them intentionally or unintentionally.

But when I looked in the mirror, I didn't see anything, and I didn't know what kind of person he was. Unfortunately, the damn Ming Jiu bastard Jiu couldn't be contacted at this time, and he hid in a corner somewhere.

*****

The next afternoon, Ye Fan went out with his backpack after receiving a call from Dai Xiongzhao. All three roommates in the dormitory went out. Zhu Shengyang was dragged to the student union interview by Zou Qingqing as usual.

Yun Xueshuang answered the phone and hurried away. Ye Fan's ears were sharp, and the voice on the phone sounded very much like Yu Si.

Currently, this case is still under investigation into the social relationships of the deceased Cai Qianqian during her lifetime. Although people with close connections like Yu Si only recorded statements at the police station and were released, the police are still secretly monitoring them, and Yu Si is even more so.

The most important monitoring target among people.

As for her boyfriend Zhang Cheng, he is still in the hospital, yes, in the hospital.

That night when the confession was taken, he broke down emotionally because he could not accept Cai Qianxi's death, and the interrogation was interrupted. He originally wanted to wait until he calmed down before continuing. As Cai Qianxi's closest lover, his confession was crucial.

However, no one expected that Zhang Cheng fell ill that night and went to the hospital with a high fever. Although the fever subsided after rescue, he was still drowsy and talking nonsense.

Not only have the police been unable to record a statement from him so far, they have also called in a psychiatrist, hoping to help him calm down as soon as possible.

Today, Ye Fan is wearing a youthful casual girl's outfit, loose wide-leg pants, a white T-shirt, and a black backpack on his back. On the left side of the backpack hangs a funny skull pendant with its tongue sticking out. It's very interesting.

The style of an eighteen-year-old girl.

As soon as I left the school gate, I saw Dai Xiongzhao's dazzling limited-edition sports car, but this time he parked obediently next to the school gate, and he was also sitting low-key in the car.

However, even if his sports car is parked in the corner, it will attract the attention of everyone coming and going. Some sophomores and juniors will stay away as if they have seen a ghost when they see the car.

Except for the freshmen, no one in University A knows that this flashy sports car is Dai Xiongzhao's favorite car. Who doesn't know what kind of devil Dai Xiongzhao is? Even though the story of him being repaired by a freshman has spread widely, it has also been reversed.

He can't live up to the bad reputation he left behind.

After not coming to school for many days, he suddenly appeared at the school gate without saying a word, with a behavior that was completely inconsistent with his past arrogant behavior. Not only did people not think that he had become a good man, but they felt that he must be harboring something bad.

Ye Fan glanced at the surroundings, frowned, but didn't say anything and walked straight over.

Dai Xiongzhao came over half an hour early, ignoring the sights around him and staring at the school gate without blinking. So as soon as Ye Fan appeared, he saw it, jumped out of the car in a hurry, went around to the passenger seat and opened the door for Ye Fan.

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His move frightened the students who were coming and going, and they all turned their attention to Ye Fan who was walking past.

"Master Goddess." Dai Xiongzhao, wearing sunglasses on his face, grinned brightly at Ye Fan.

"Call me Ye Fan." Ye Fan was not polite and sat directly in the passenger seat. He looked calm and composed. He touched the seat under the seat with his hands, but he was trembling slightly. This was the first time in his life that he sat in the passenger seat.

A sports car, or a limited-edition super sports car, she was flustered.

Although she has ridden in Brother Lu's Hummer, it feels different from a sports car. Even though the price is similar, one looks like a general galloping on the battlefield, and the other looks like a proud and wealthy young man.

She was afraid that a careless use of force would destroy the 'noble young master' to ashes.

"Hey, Ye Fan." Dai Xiongzhao was obedient this time, mainly because he thought that if others heard him calling her Goddess Master, her secret would be discovered. He had promised to keep it a secret, so naturally he had to pay attention at all times.

"Ye Fan, I have found out the information about the deceased in the hearse and the cemetery where he was buried. Shall we go there now?" Dai Xiongzhao asked as he started the car and made a beautiful U-turn.

"Go to the paper shop first." Ye Fan said, then paused and added: "Find one with the best reputation."

Does this paper-making shop still have a good reputation? Is it because of reviews from dead people?

Dai Xiongzhao was confused, but he still called someone to check.

Tang Mingxuan, who was walking out of the campus, happened to see this scene. Looking at the sports car that Juechen was driving away, he frowned tightly and his stern face became gloomy.