C139 The Gang Members Would Treat the Living as Dead!

Yuvyuv answered candidly, "Yeah, he was the boy next door when I was little." She raised an eyebrow, "Why, are you doing a background check? Last I checked, Professor, you're not a cop. Without a badge, you don't really have the right to pry into people's personal lives, do you?"

Sinan was momentarily speechless.

He chuckled to himself; this sharp-tongued little firecracker was something else, but he liked it.

Sinan didn't take Huo Lingxiao's warning seriously at all. Especially after seeing his little firecracker again today, he felt a new urge to keep her close.

In that moment, he decided that if he had to head back down South, he'd take her with him.

Sinan's eyes gleamed with a mischievous light, making Yuvyuv's heart skip a beat.

Yuvyuv thought, who knows what kind of trouble this guy is planning? Best to keep my distance.

The morning flew by. The mummy they brought in wasn't anything special. Probably someone whose family couldn't afford a proper burial, so they wrapped the body in a straw mat and buried it in a field, only for some mischievous kids to dig it up.

The mummy was quickly taken away to be buried properly. After all, you can't just leave the dead lying around; that would be heartless.

Then, at ten o'clock, another body was wheeled into the autopsy room.

Oh, wait, this wasn't a body.

Yuvyuv saw that the person was still breathing, albeit barely, like they were on the brink of death.

She looked at Sinan in shock and couldn't help but speak up, "Professor, this person is still breathing. Why are they being brought in here?"

She also noticed some police officers standing outside the door, the same ones from yesterday. But this time, there was a sergeant with them, someone with a higher rank.

The officers seemed to be with family members. But these people didn't look like ordinary folks; they were all dressed in black suits, their expressions grim.

Even Yuvyuv could sense the tension in the air. Her heart skipped a beat as she thought, "These people are gangsters!"

At that moment, Sinan pulled Yuvyuv behind him, whispering, "Just watch and don't say anything. Be good, okay?" He spoke to her like she was a child.

Yuvyuv was a bit stunned, her expression somewhat blank. Sinan found it amusing, thinking how adorable she looked in that moment. He leaned closer and whispered, "Little Demon, these people are not to be messed with. Just stay by my side, and you'll be fine. Don't worry."

Surprised, Yuvyuv glanced up at Sinan, realizing that despite his sometimes annoying demeanor, he had a thoughtful side. She had no intention of causing trouble, so she nodded obediently, her beautiful amber eyes gleaming with intelligence.

Earlier, when she approached the person who had been mistaken for a corpse and sent to the morgue, she discovered something. But she couldn't speak up. Sinan had warned her, and she had noticed that the people in black suits outside were actually gangsters, so she didn't want to stir up any trouble.

She kept her gaze lowered, blending in like a shadow, following closely behind Sinan.

The sergeant entered, accompanied by a gang leader, both wearing serious expressions. The sergeant took a couple of steps forward and respectfully addressed Sinan, "Professor Huangfu, the people we've brought today have a special status. Please clear the area around you."

As he spoke, the sergeant glanced in Yuvyuv's direction, making it clear that she should leave. But Yuvyuv didn't move, pretending not to understand. She kept her eyes down, appearing timid, sticking close to Sinan.

The sergeant's gaze grew stern, thinking this young assistant lacked awareness.

At that moment, Sinan firmly declined, "Sorry, Sergeant, but this is my assistant. She's crucial to my work, and without her, I can't proceed."

Sinan's refusal was clear and unwavering. His sharp gaze swept over the gang members, showing no hint of compromise. Yuvyuv was a bit surprised. She glanced sideways at Sinan, noticing him giving her a mischievous wink. She quickly looked down, maintaining her usual timid demeanor.

The Sergeant was momentarily taken aback. He couldn't help but take another look at the seemingly timid young woman standing beside Sinan. He had assumed she was just an intern, but now he was curious. The Sergeant, a shrewd individual, sensed from Sinan's tone that this intern was different. However, he had more pressing matters to attend to, given his secret dealings with the gang. He couldn't just take their money without delivering results.

Feigning hesitation, the Sergeant turned to the gang leader, speaking awkwardly, "Mr. Chang, you see, this is a military hospital." His implication was clear: despite being a city official, the real power lay with the military government. The Sergeant's expression suggested the gang leader should decide whether to use the people here or leave and find someone else.

The gang leader, though not physically intimidating, exuded a menacing aura. After a moment of contemplation, he nodded at the Sergeant. Relieved, the Sergeant turned to Sinan, speaking with a serious tone, "Then I'll leave it to you, Professor Sinan, to conduct the autopsy."

"Yikes!"

A chill ran down Yuvyuv's spine. Did the sergeant mean they were treating someone barely alive as if they were already dead for an autopsy? What were these people up to?

Yuvyuv instinctively clutched the corner of Sinan's jacket. Her face was pale, and Sinan noticed as he turned to look at her. He gave her a reassuring look that said, "Don't worry," and whispered, "If you're scared, maybe you should step outside for a bit?"

Sinan's voice was soft and patient, which surprised the sergeant nearby. The police department often dealt with the military hospital's forensic department, so the sergeant knew Sinan held a special status there. This was why the sergeant showed him such respect.

Moreover, the sergeant had interacted with Sinan several times and knew how proud he could be of his talents. If someone rubbed him the wrong way, he wouldn't hesitate to give them the cold shoulder. Especially those previous assistants of his—several of them, beautiful young women, had left in tears after being scolded.

The sergeant couldn't help but think that the timid girl, who kept her head down, must be quite special to Professor Sinan.