Rebirth: A Female Forensic Doctor

A virtual interface floated in front of Qin Xiaozhu's eyes. On it was a thick black back, and a fiery red shadow could be seen faintly with iron chains around it, conveying the aura of death.

"The Skeleton Army recently recorded the latest emoticon package. If you don't wake up, don't blame me for using it to pick up girls first." Xiao Palace Master Qin poked at the interface and laughed twice, but unfortunately no one responded to him.

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"Hey, you are really going to create problems for me. With you as my master, I am really in trouble for thousands of years."

Xiao Palace Master Qin sighed, opened his palms, and a wisp of purple smoke flew out from his palms, transforming into a villain version of Ming Jiu in front of his eyes.

Then he flipped his other palm, and the improved version of the Ghost 18 mobile phone flew up. The villain version of Ming Jiu once again turned into purple smoke and got into the phone, and the phone interface suddenly lit up.

Master Qin Xiaodian waved his sleeves, and the virtual interface and mobile phone suddenly disappeared.

"Come here, announce the inspection of the Zhou officials."

Ye Fan, who had no idea what had happened in the afterlife, suddenly felt as if she had been hit by a hammer on the head. The pain made her take a breath and close her eyes tightly.

Fortunately, this severe pain was only momentary. When the pain passed, Ye Fan opened his eyes again. The evil and domineering look in his eyes was no longer there, but the deep look in his eyes was different from before. It was a little thicker.

Enterprising spirit.

"Ye Fan, are you okay?" Yun Xueshuang, who had been waiting for Ye Fan to come out for a long time, knocked lightly on the bathroom door and called anxiously.

Ye Fan calmed down and replied in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine, just wait."

Yun Xueshuang's voice outside paused for a moment, then rang again: "Butler Wang has brought a change of clothes, do you want me to bring them in for you?"

Not long after he finished speaking, the bathroom door opened, and a white and tender hand stretched out.

Yun Xueshuang handed her the bag containing the clothes. After Ye Fan took the bag, he closed the bathroom door.

She quickly washed herself up and wiped off the blood on the floor and mirror. Although she had sped up, her injuries made her movements a bit slow. It was already half an hour before she walked out of the bathroom.

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Wearing brand new silk pajamas, Ye Fan walked out of the bathroom while wiping his hair with a towel.

Yu Si was probably tired from crying, so she fell asleep on the sofa with a blanket covering her body.

Yun Xueshuang crossed her arms and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the vast night outside, with deep sadness lingering around her body.

"Xue Shuang, I've washed it, you go and wash it." Ye Fan walked over, as if he didn't notice her sad mood, and said as if nothing had happened.

"Yes." Yun Xueshuang's voice was slightly nasal, her eyes were lowered and lowered, covering up the mist and bloodshot eyes.

The night was dark. Ye Fan sat up from the bed and glanced at Yu Si and Yun Xueshuang, who were sleeping uneasily. There was a yellow talisman between his fingers. In a flash, it spontaneously ignited without fire. The two people on the bed suddenly fell into a deep sleep.

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Putting on the fake magic charm, Ye Fan wore pajamas, walked out from the floor-to-ceiling window, and stopped outside the thirty-storey hotel. Under her feet, the police lights and media flashlights were still on. This night, there were many

Human sleepless nights.

The void behind her suddenly fluctuated. Li Qiaojing, who had been summoned, floated in front of her, looked at her pale face, and said worriedly: "Fan Fan, what happened? How come your vitality and mental power are so overdrawn?"

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"I'm fine." Ye Fan shook his head and said, "How is the situation at Bar No. 8?"

"Everything is normal. Zhang Cheng seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. I searched inside and outside the No. 8 Wine Bar and couldn't find any trace of him." Li Qiaojing said.

It is impossible for a person to disappear out of thin air, let alone escape Li Qiaojing's tracking under her nose. There must be something wrong with Bar No. 8.

Feeling the lack of breath in his body, Ye Fan could only give up his plan to visit Bar No. 8 in person.

"Let Lan Xiang and Xu Gang go ahead and ask all the deceased men to remember Zhang Cheng, and report his whereabouts to me immediately." Ye Fan pondered for a moment, and then said: "Bar No. 8 will start tonight.

Let Lan Xiang and Xu Gang go to a place with me first."

"Okay, I'll notify them right away." Li Qiaojing took out her cell phone and sent Ye Fan's instructions.

The moonlight is hazy tonight, and the Lushi Cemetery is shrouded in the moonlight, looking pale, eerie, and full of gloomy winds. It is the ugly time when the gloomy energy is strong.

Two shadows came from the sky and stood on a large banyan tree outside the cemetery.

Ye Fanxu nodded on the tree crown. His face was pale, his aura was weak, and his magnetic field was cold. He actually looked more like the deceased than Li Qiaojing, the real deceased.

"Huh? Has the paper tie spread out the vagina?" Li Qiaojing held a paper umbrella and looked at the paper tie shop not far away with two white paper lanterns hanging in front of the shop door. White shadows gathered from all directions.

, the chirping words of the past life are so lively.

Authentic paper-making shops conduct business in the world during the day and business in other worlds at night. However, in the Dharma-ending era, authentic paper-making shops are not only rare, but also open twice a month. Every time they open, they are like going to a market and are very lively.

It was time for her to catch up tonight.

Ye Fan's pale face showed joy, and he floated down from the tree crown, followed closely by Li Qiaojing.

At this moment, the paper-making shop was deserted. The shop door was wide open, but Lao Bi, the boss, was not inside. There was a paper man representing himself sitting on the boss's chair.

Ye Fan walked around outside the shop door, and based on the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, coupled with the time of day, he calculated the southeast direction of the paper shop. It was the place where the stone frame door of the cemetery was located, which was the best place to practice tonight.

Standing on the stone gate of the cemetery, Ye Fan sat down cross-legged, with his back against the entire cemetery, immersed in his mind, running "Daoyuan Jue", and the dim Tai Chi beads on his Dantian began to rotate obscurely.

As she moved her skills, the invisible magnetic field in this area changed, and the surrounding Yin energy gathered like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea. The waves rolled in her direction, emitting a Yin roar.

Ye Fan's already pale face was instantly covered with frost, dyeing her hair and eyebrows white.

As a Li Ling, Li Qiaojing could not withstand such powerful Yin energy. She could barely bear it until she retreated eight meters away. She could not retreat any further. If she retreated further, she would have to withdraw from the position.

Holding the handle of the paper umbrella in her palm, Li Qiaojing followed Ye Fan's example and sat cross-legged. A cold breath came out of her palm, and the paper umbrella flew to her head, spinning around.

As the paper umbrella left, Li Qiaojing seemed to have lost her restraints in an instant, her face was as white as a wall, her eyes turned into blood, and blood mist overflowed from her body, rolling around her body, and the surrounding thick Yin.

The energy merged together, constantly strengthening her Yin power.