"You're here to examine the body and find clues, not to ponder life."
Li Jian handed the forensic notebook over.
"If you're too free, you do the recording."
Wan pulled a long face and quickly said, "Boss, no, no, no!"
"Those medical student jargon, I can't write them!"
"If it's too hard, use pinyin."
Wan waved his hand and quickly picked up the transparent evidence bag.
"Boss, I'll assist Mr. Jiang, extracting and sealing the evidence."
Li Jian shook his head and began writing the autopsy time, location, temperature, humidity in the forensic notebook...
At this moment, Jiang An had also completed the preparation of forensic instruments.
Zhang Yean, with a camera hanging around her neck, asked, "No need for an autopsy assistant this time?"
Jiang An nodded, "I can perform the autopsy with both hands, much faster than an assistant."
Wan said, "Seems like the hired autopsy assistant is going to be out of a job."
Jiang An brought the tray of instruments over.
