Rebirth: A Female Forensic Doctor

"Ah..." Before she could figure out what was going on, Hong Yi suddenly let out a scream, and he, wrapped in white cloth, twisted like a silkworm.

Li Lanke lost her soul and had no reaction, but her spirit body had been twisted into a twist.

Ye Fan looked solemn, stretched out his hands, holding a magic talisman in each hand, stepped on his feet, made a mysterious gesture in front of him with the fingers holding the talisman, and shot away with a low cry.

Bang bang!

The two talismans suddenly turned into ashes before they even touched Hong Yi and Li Lanke.

This is the first time since Ye Fan's practice that the talisman seal, which has always been invincible, has no effect.

Even the Nine-Winged Jade Snake Black Mist was afraid of her spiritual talisman back then. It was only a primary spiritual talisman. Now she is using intermediate spiritual talismans. How could it become useless just like that?

"Hehe..." Hong Yi held his neck and let out two weird sounds. The white cloth on his body seemed to be blocked by invisible energy and disappeared instantly. Without the restraint of the white cloth, he also twisted like Li Lanke.

"Hiss... so much resentment."

Seeing the thick black resentment emerging from their spiritual bodies, Ye Fan took a breath of cold air. This resentment enveloped their whole bodies. In just a blink of an eye, they were suspended in her

Hong Yi and Li Lanke in front of them turned into a black ball.

Unable to think deeply about how there was such a powerful resentment, Ye Fan raised his right hand, raised it to his mouth and bit it open. The extremely cold Yin energy circulated in his body, and the flowers flowing out of his fingers were filled with cold air.

She looked solemn, stepped lightly on her feet, flew into the air, formed seals with her left hand, and drew rapidly with two fingers on her right hand in the air, lightly opened her thin lips stained with blood, and muttered something in her mouth.

Her speed was very fast. When her feet landed on the ground, a mysterious blood talisman emitted a purple-gold light in the void. The temperature in the entire autopsy room dropped sharply, and a thin layer of blood formed on the surface of Hong Yi's corpse on the autopsy table.

ice layer.

Ye Fan changed the handprint of his left hand and raised it to his temple. He pressed the two fingers of his right hand together to force out a drop of blood and inserted it into the blood talisman.

"Go." With a low cry, the blood talisman exploded with a buzz, shot towards Hong Yi, incorporated it into the blood talisman, and flew back to Ye Fan with a buzz.

She stretched out her hand to catch it, and the blood talisman turned into the size of a thumb, flashing with blood-red light. There was a black air of resentment rolling in the blood-red, which was being melted away bit by bit, and Hong Yi's spirit body was faintly visible.

Putting the blood talisman into the soul realm, Ye Fan followed the same pattern and put Li Lanke into the soul realm.

"Hmm." He used blood essence to draw two intermediate and high-level talismans in succession. Ye Fan's blood surged in his body, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face instantly became bloodless.

Wiping away the blood on the corner of his mouth, Ye Fan raised his eyes, his dark pupils were as dark as water, he clasped his hands on his chest, regardless of the instability of the blood and blood in his body, he circulated his vitality, followed the gestures made by his hands, and fired out a wisp of magic.

In the empty void in front of her, two faint wisps of smoke-like black resentment suddenly appeared, drifting toward the dissecting room.

Ye Fan's face was condensed, and he threw out a magic talisman to remove the Yin Qi and resentment in the dissection room, and then ran after him. While running to the dissection room, he took off his white coat, took out his mobile phone, and sent Xia Dong a message.

Made a WeChat voice message.

After leaving the autopsy room, Ye Fan's figure turned into an afterimage. The police officers who were busy walking back and forth saw something flashing in front of them. When they took a closer look, there was nothing. They all thought it was because they were too busy.

In the middle of the night, sleepy and dizzy.

The sky turned white, and there were still crowds of people outside the police station. Those reporters were still standing outside, especially the entertainment reporters who were used to staying there. They were in high spirits and stared at the door of the police station with steady eyes. There were also reporters who tried their best to ask the guard.

The uncle got close to me and got information.

The iron door of the police station was closed and they couldn't get in. But when it got dark and the police station went to work normally, it would be really chaotic.

Reporters from various media outlets were also waiting for dawn. After confirming that they could not defeat the doorman Zhang who was like a sweeping monk and an old god, the reporters all took a break for a while and found a place to squat. Everyone was basically familiar with each other, so they started chatting.

, the conversation was naturally about the murder of entertainment industry boss Hong Yi.

Although there is no real shot, but with such a big police battle, this news should not be wrong.

But they forgot that the reason why the police launched such a big battle was not because of them. Of course, this news was not wrong.

Several mainstream media occupies the best position, squatting next to the gate, smoking cigarettes and chattering. Suddenly, a figure passes in front of their eyes. They are so shocked that they squatted on the ground and were still touched by the cigarettes in their hands.

Burned.

"Just now, did you see it? Did someone run out of the police station?" The reporter who was burned by the cigarette shook the cigarette away in a panic, asked the other people next to him uncertainly, and then turned to look

The big iron door is still locked.

I don't know if it was his imagination, but in the dim light, the big iron door seemed to shake.

"Okay, it seems like someone flashed by." The other reporters squatting with him said uncertainly, looking at the locked iron gate and the empty streets except for them, only the cold

The cold wind blew the flowers and trees along the road.

Several people looked at each other, and then all shuddered.

Ye Fan walked out of the police station gate and put a fake talisman on her body when no one was around. At this time, the two rays of resentment had disappeared. She raised her right hand and the bite wound on her index finger had already disappeared.

There was no more blood left, but the moment she lifted it up, another drop of blood squeezed out, and it flew forward quickly as if it was being pulled.

Under the dim light, her already pale face turned even whiter.

Looking for this drop of blood, Ye Fan moved and disappeared from the place.

Xia Dong had just finished taking the living evidence of Shenghao's manager. The phone in his pocket rang with WeChat. Normally, he would not look at his phone when working. He did not take out his phone until he finished taking the living evidence of the two of them.

A casual glance.

Just as he was about to look away, he caught a glimpse of the sender of the WeChat message on the phone interface. He raised his eyebrows in surprise, immediately unlocked the phone and clicked on the voice message.

Ye Fan: "Senior Xia, I have to go out for something urgent. Please come to the autopsy room and take Hong Yi's body back to the freezer."

Hearing Ye Fan's voice, Xia Dong's face became even more surprised. Isn't this something she would do?

Moreover, this voice was sent twenty minutes ago. It has been more than forty minutes since he and Hua Ming left the anatomy room. In more than twenty minutes, with Ye Fan's quickness, it is impossible that he has not done anything yet.

Good job in the aftermath.