1: Chapter 1: Uncle 17 1: Chapter 1: Uncle 17 In front of the window was a pot of green ivy, its leaves plump and bursting with vitality.
Two old desks were pushed together in front of the ivy.
In the middle, there were piles of books, and an old-fashioned desktop computer with a sticker of Haier Brothers on the back of the tower.
In the corner of the desk, there was a half-bald broom and a dustpan with a crack in it.
That morning, the sunlight was bright, making the green of the ivy even more lush.
Jiang Yuan arrived at the office, pulled out his chair, sat down, started the computer, and while waiting for it to boot up, he poured himself some water and also gave a bit to the ivy.
He patted the dust off the desktop, and by the time he was done, the computer had started.
He cleared his throat with a habitual cough, opened a page to a novel—he had reached chapter 403 yesterday and could continue today.
Jiang Yuan was the new forensic doctor in Ningtai County.
He was tall and clean-cut.
He had imagined forensic doctors wearing white lab coats, rushing to major crime scenes—wherever there was a case, there he would be.
Jiang Yuan had been reporting for half a month, had read more than ten novels, had assisted on three or four cases, but had yet to see a single body.
He opened the novel to continue reading.
There were only him and his master in the forensic office, his master was close to retirement, often arriving just in time for work and then paying no mind to what he did.
After all, without a body, a forensic doctor was just basic manpower.
“Bang!” The door was thrown open.
The visitor glanced at the literate-looking Jiang Yuan sitting in front of the computer, then strained his eyes again, “Uncle Wu hasn’t arrived?”
My master is probably still on the way,” Jiang Yuan lifted his head and replied.
Captain Liu was the head of the second squad of the criminal police team.
He glanced around the small office, pulling out his cellphone to make a call, and said, “Then you come with me first, there’s a body!”
Jiang Yuan stood up, both excited and horrified.
It was starting, his career was finally beginning.
Indeed, at that moment, a screen popped up in front of him:
“A host’s first body detected, task issued: perform a full autopsy to assist in solving the case.”
Jiang Yuan feigned composure and followed Captain Liu out of the office.
Yes, he had a Forensic Medicine System.
Since graduating from medical school and passing the civil service exam to return to his hometown in Ningtai County, he had seen this system.
However, having worked for half a month with no activity from the system, waiting for a body was truly aggravating.
If he, Jiang Yuan, were not a law-abiding citizen, he would have considered producing a body himself.
Ningtai Middle School, fifty meters east of the front gate.
Police officers who had arrived earlier had already cordoned off the area with caution tape, and a tent was set up in the middle to block the outside view—it looked quite official.
“Xiao Jiang, you do some preliminary work first, your master will be here in fifteen minutes,” Captain Liu was still not entirely confident in Jiang Yuan and reminded him.
Jiang Yuan complied, placing the investigation kit and white cloth he carried with him in the corner, breathing lightly twice.
He then looked inside the tent.
Lying there was an obese man with a potbelly, wearing a pair of Red Dragonfly shoes, several buttons on his plaid shirt had been ripped off, his pale belly exposed.
Not a single wound was visible on his entire body; he had just died mysteriously—a truly mysterious major case.
Jiang Yuan took a step forward, then noticed that the deceased’s neck was twisted, revealing a bloody, mangled hole, and a face… profoundly familiar.
Startled, Jiang Yuan exclaimed, “Uncle Seventeen?”