Inside the restaurant.

"It turns out that the forensic doctor is your adopted son, Uncle Fan. This can be said. After all, it is considered a secret family matter." Fatty Wang said in a low voice.

Lao Fan took a sip of the slightly bitter tea and smiled: "It's okay. Xiao Fan was legally adopted by me. He behaves upright and is not afraid. Neither he nor I care about these things."

Only then did Fatty Wang dare to raise the decibel level of his voice and sighed:

"No wonder the forensic guy always gives people a cold feeling. It seems that he suffered a lot in the orphanage when he was a child."

"Actually, that's not the case. Xiaofan's nature is probably like this."

"Ah, what does this mean?"

Lao Fan swallowed the food in his mouth and looked like he was lost in memories. He said:

"I was only 27 years old at that time, and I was already the captain of the police force, but I had not yet adopted Xiao Fan. Because of my position as captain, I had a heavy workload, and I did not have time to spend time with my partner at that time.

Life is dull but fulfilling.

As time went by, I thought that I would be like an ordinary person, marry the person I love, have children, and live a normal life.

But I never thought that my life, which was like a stagnant water, would eventually be broken. A prisoner who was sent to prison by my own hands escaped. In the end, I lost someone who was extremely precious to me.

Frustrated, I learned from the experience and decided not to marry, have children, or harm others. After all, my job requires me to work overtime every day, I can’t be with anyone, and it will also harm my family, so it’s better to be alone.”

Fatty Wang did not interrupt, but listened silently as this middle-aged man, who was almost fifty years old and had gray hair, recounted his past.

"After that, I worked crazy overtime to try to forget this extremely painful past. Until my colleagues couldn't stand it anymore, and they persuaded me that even if I don't find a lover, I should have a child to support me in my old age."

As he spoke, Lao Fan couldn't help but take out a cigarette and light it. His hands were shaking a little and his voice was slightly choked:

"At first, I refused. Why should a person like me adopt a child? Later, several colleagues kept trying to persuade me, but I couldn't resist them, so I thought about taking a day off and going to the orphanage in City D to deal with the prevarications.

Colleagues and friends.”

"When I got to the orphanage and saw many children, they were very cute, and I realized that I actually like children very much, and at the same time my heart began to waver."

Lao Fan blew out smoke rings and took a breath.

Fatty Wang could tell that Lao Fan was still feeling very tormented and remorseful about the incident of killing his lover. He then asked, "What happens next?"

"So, I started wandering around the orphanage, and later I discovered four-year-old Xiao Fan."

"Because all the children were talking together and playing house games. Only Xiao Fan stood quietly beside him, indifferent to everything, so I noticed Xiao Fan at a glance.

And I saw in his eyes precocity, disdain, and alienation that shouldn't be there at his age."

"It's like a little black suddenly appeared in the white, it's eye-catching and attractive, right?" Fatty Wang imagined the scene at that time.

"Absolutely, but it's more appropriate to use the metaphor of a lone wolf licking its claws while overlooking the sheep."

Fatty Wang was stunned: "Why would you use such a metaphor to describe a child? It seems a bit..."

"I work as a criminal police officer. I have been working for several years. I became a captain in my twenties. I can be considered young and promising. I have seen many people's experiences and told me that the four-year-old child has certain qualities.

, some kind of fearsome quality.

The reason why he seems to be out of place with other children is not because other children reject him, but because he chooses to do so."

"What trait?"

"What I see in many prisoners with high IQs is apathy and arrogance that despises all living beings."

"Sounds scary." Fatty Wang shuddered inexplicably.

"Yes, my intuition tells me that I must choose to raise this child to prevent him from embarking on an uncontrollable path in the future.

Later, I found that my choice was correct. Because of Xiaofan, my life gradually got back on track, and the sadness in my heart was buried deeply. He became a ray of light shining into the dark road of my life.

Not only that, Xiaofan showed a mind and learning ability that were different from ordinary people. He didn't need to worry about me at all, and he easily got admitted to a key university.

To this day, I even suspect that Xiaofan deliberately controlled his scores, because his grades in high school were always the first in his grade and never dropped."

"It sounds like a positive story about a shepherd dog raising a wild wolf and saving each other." Fatty Wang sighed.

"You put it that way, it does look similar, hahaha."

"Oh, by the way, I still remember the first words Xiaofan said when he came to my house after completing the adoption procedures."

Lao Fan seemed to have remembered something interesting, with nostalgia on his face.

"What are you talking about?" Fatty Wang changed his mood and became a flattering person.

"You adopt me, send me to school, and when you are old, I will raise you and bury you. This is a very fair deal."

"Pfft..." Fatty Wang couldn't help laughing. These words were really Fan Ren's style.

There was an unconcealable smile on Lao Fan's face, as if he was showing off his extremely ambitious child:

"Who knew that a big kid could say such extremely sober words?"

"It's really scary if you think about it carefully. Fortunately, Uncle Fan, you adopted the forensic doctor." Fatty Wang clicked his tongue in surprise.

...

...

Inside the supermarket.

Fan Ren remained in a stalemate for dozens of seconds, and then in the sight of the cashier, his tense body suddenly relaxed. He put down the mineral water at the cashier, and an ugly smile appeared on his lips:

“Brother, it’s time to scan the QR code and collect the money.”

The cashier seemed to be surprised that Fan Ren could face him so calmly. Then he put away his aggressive eyes and said with a smile in fluent native language:

"Sorry, I was distracted. Guest, please show your payment code."

Fan Ren stretched out the lit screen of his mobile phone and said, "Brother, you are a foreigner, but it is not easy for us to speak Mandarin so authentically."

"Thank you, it's done." The cashier handed Fan Ren the mineral water on the counter.

Looking at the other party's gentle smile, Fan Ren said nothing. Similarly, the cashier did not speak either. They tacitly did not mention the Brand Eye.

"Jingle Bell."

The wind chimes hanging on the supermarket door rang, and the cashier's eyes were glued to Fan Ren's leaving figure and refused to leave, like a moth chasing the light of fire. His eyes were blurry, as if there was something about Fan Ren that fascinated him.

The gentle smile on his face gradually turned weird.

After leaving the convenience store and supermarket, Fan Ren took a deep breath. The back of his clothes was soaked with cold sweat.

That cashier boy is definitely a high-ranking God's Chosen One, otherwise it would be impossible to put so much pressure on him. When we look at each other, it seems that he will be killed in the next moment.

Sure enough, a dull life can't last long.

With a calm mood, Fan Ren also walked to his workplace. As soon as he entered the locker room door, he saw Huang Shan had gone to work early and was wearing protective clothing and a mask.

"Hey, Xiaofan, you came just in time. I'm going to be very busy today. Hurry up and change your clothes to help."

Fan Ren replied thoughtfully: "Is it that serial murder case where the victims had their right palms chopped off?"

"Yes, your dad told you? You're an old guy who doesn't follow discipline." Huangshan said.

"Well, there should be more than one guest, let me come on stage too." Fan Ren began to put on protective clothing.

Thinking of Fan Ren's performance yesterday, Huang Shan agreed without much hesitation: "You can use dissection room No. 2, and I'll use dissecting room No. 1."

The light sign of the anatomy room slowly lit up in the still dark corridor.

Fan Ren, fully armed, glanced at the silent guests under the cold light.

The guest was a woman. Her long, nearly dry hair was still stained with some soil. The broken incision on her right wrist was smooth, and the dark red dry wound was very dazzling in contrast to the usual paleness of the dead.

There are no traces of wounds on the surface that can be detected with the naked eye, and the cause of death cannot be seen. An autopsy is required to find out.

The most important thing is that Fan Ren felt the breath of the Eye of Brand on this sleeping guest.
Chapter completed!