C2 77th blind date

"Song Guo, do you know how old you are? Don't you have a blind date? Do you want to spend your days alone with the corpse in your autopsy room? "Tonight at 8 PM, you must go on a blind date or else you will have to bear the consequences!"

Song Guo walked out of the dissecting room with the phone in her hand. Her expression was stern and her eyes were filled with impatience.

Her stepmother, Tsai Mei-ling, urged her to go on a blind date again.

This was her 77th blind date. When the 76 previous blind date heard that Song Guo was with a corpse every day, they were all scared out of their minds.

He changed his clothes and took a shower. Just as he was about to leave, the studio's lights suddenly dimmed.

Song Guo frowned. She opened her phone and walked towards the electric box.

She was about to open the door to the roof when she heard a flurry of rapid footsteps behind her.

Song Guo suddenly turned her head, but her vision was completely black. A pair of warm hands covered her eyes, and at the same time, her shoulders were also pressed down.

She was like a helpless little rabbit that had been pressed against a wall.

"Who is it!"

Song Guo raised her head with all her might to see who it was. However, forget about her appearance, she couldn't even make out its outline. She could only vaguely feel a dangerous and aggressive aura coming from the man's body.

Song Guo was panicking.

The lab is usually empty at this time of day...

"Let me go!"

Song Guo struggled. A layer of goosebumps appeared on her skin under her black dress. The man behind her seemed to have felt her fear and patted her on the head, "Shut up."

The man's voice was low and hoarse, bringing with it a bit of oppressive pain, as well as a bit of killing intent. That killing intent was like a sharp dagger, causing one's eardrums to ache.

"Don't act recklessly!"

Song Guo tried her best to stay awake. The people outside were all monitoring her, so she didn't believe that this man would dare to mess around.

"Someone is hunting me down, help me!" The man's deep, magnetic voice rang in her ears, and hot breath gushed into her ear. This was the first time that Song Guo had come in such close contact with a man. In the darkness, her cheeks flushed red.

Just as he was about to speak, the sound of messy footsteps came from outside the door.

Under the moonlight, Jin Ming's dark eyes narrowed.

Feeling the heavy sense of danger from the stings on his body, Song Guo gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down. She pointed to the stretcher at the side and whispered, "Go up."

"What?" Jin Ming's voice was deep and hoarse. In the darkness, his eyes were deep and dark.

"If you don't want to be caught by those people, then hurry up!"

The sounds of footsteps drew closer and closer, at that critical moment, Jin Ming was finally able to lie on the bed.

Song Guo immediately covered the body with a white medical cloth. "Lie still. Don't make a sound."

As soon as his voice fell, "Bang!"

The door was kicked open and a dozen burly men appeared at the door. They all stared at Song Guo with hostility.

"Why didn't you turn on the lights?" The delinquent leader sized up Song Guo.

As he spoke, he turned on the light with a "Pa" sound.

"Who are you people?" Song Guo clenched her fist. She did not answer but asked a question and forced herself to stay calm.

"You don't need to know who we are. I just want to ask if you've seen a man before?"

Song Guo sneered, "I have seen many men. Which one are you talking about?" She paused for a moment, and then said in an imposing voice, "On the contrary, since you've barged into our laboratory so late at night, do you want to rob us or do you want to do something about it?"

"We followed that man all the way here and saw him disappear in this area. I suspect you've hidden him."

The air suddenly became deathly still, dangerous dark waves surging in the air.

In this silence, Song Guo laughed out loud. She spread out her hands and said, "I'm a medical examiner. I deal with corpses all day, so I'm sure you all understand what's in this lab. "If you are not afraid of being tainted with bad luck, you can search for it."

Everyone was surprised to see Song Guo so straightforward.

The lackey was silent for a moment, then pointed at the big guy, "You, go and search."

"Big brother, I …"

"If I tell you to go, then go!"

"Alright …" Under the light of the lamp, the fat man shakily arrived at a dead body.

Ye Zichen opened a corner of the white cloth.

Ah!

The big bloke was so scared that he directly fell limply onto the ground, and crawled to the front of the lackey while wailing like a ghost. He was so scared that his mouth couldn't even speak properly, "Big, big bro …" "Why don't we leave first …"

Under the white cloth was a blue-purple corpse of a woman with messy black hair, a pale face, round eyes, and a body covered in blood.

Upon seeing this, even the lackeys who were licking the blood on the blade felt a chill run down their spines.

Song Guo raised an eyebrow and lightly covered the white cloth with it. "There are still over a dozen corpses here. You can slowly investigate."

"But …" She stretched her voice as her lips curved into a faint smile. "There's still half an hour before the seventh month. As a professional forensic doctor, I have no taboos. If you guys were to get into trouble, don't blame me."

In July and a half, the ghost door opened. It was the ghost festival of folklore.

Song Guo, the atheist, naturally wouldn't believe this, but these people, who didn't commit murder to steal the goods, they had too much to worry about and were afraid of retribution.

Indeed, as soon as he finished speaking, everyone's faces turned deathly pale as they looked at each other in dismay.

The lackey leader's face turned ugly. His lips trembled as he said, "No …. No need … Maybe he escaped somewhere else. "

With that, the group of people left as if they were escaping.

Seeing everyone leave, Song Guo let out a sigh of relief. Her relaxed palms were covered in sweat.

The white cloth next to him was removed, and Jin Ming got up, jumping down from the bed.

Only then did Song Guo clearly see his appearance: sharp facial features, sharp eyebrows, eyes as dark and tranquil as the night, sexy and thin lips …

This man had a noble and imposing appearance, his looks could completely crush even small chunks of meat.

"Thank you." Jin Ming's eyes were filled with a smile, and there seemed to be an unusual flush on his malt-colored cheeks.

"That group of people hasn't left yet. I just happened to be getting off work, so I'll take you out through the back door." Song Guo let out a light breath and took off the white coat on her body. In the next second, she felt that there was something wrong with the man.

The redness on his face was too obvious, and his pair of deep eyes seemed to be burning with a bear's fire.

"You, what happened?"

Could it be a fever?

Song Guo stretched out her hand and carefully placed it on the man's forehead.

Unexpectedly, his adam's apple rolled and a desire that was as hot as lava surged in his eyes. His breath that gushed out was boiling hot and terrifyingly scorching hot: "Sorry, I've offended you."

Song Guo was alarmed. Before she could react, she was dragged towards him.

Jin Ming's powerful arms tightly held onto her waist like steel, not letting her move in the slightest.

"You … What are you trying to do?! " Song Guo's arms were pinned behind her back, unable to move at all. Her almond eyes were full of fear.

The next second, he kissed her on the lips.

Song Guo's eyes suddenly widened.