Forensic Doctor Wang, oh no, Master was amused by me, I am also quite cheeky, let me change my mouth, Master will be Master, who doesn't want to pick up a Master for nothing "Master, where are we going now?"
I asked, looking at Master in a very respectful manner.
"Take you to the scene of the case, give you to practice your courage from now on, train your courage a little bigger, and there will be a big scene in the future."
"Master, do you think I'm not bold enough, if it's bigger, it is estimated that the earth will not be able to accommodate me."
I said with a poor mouth.
"Being bold and being psychologically strong are completely different things, just like clinical practice is two different things, forensic medicine is not a comfortable industry, there are all kinds of scenes, I will practice your sense of smell and your stomach now, when you can practice to smell anything on the spot, and your stomach has no chemical reaction, then it is considered to have passed the first level."
Master sold a pass, and also told me a lot, asked for a long time and she didn't tell what scene to go to, in the end, I could only lean against the car window, bored to look at the scenery outside the window.
After driving for more than an hour, I came to the vicinity of the suburbs, and after following Master out of the car, I smelled a terrible smell in the air, as if something was burning.
Wrinkling his nose, he fanned his hand in front of his nose, followed Master as he walked, and asked, "Master, what is the smell in the air, it's a bit like the smell of pig hair burned by my mother's trotters, it seems to be more unpleasant than the smell of pig hair." ” Master walked in front of me with a forensic box, and said to me behind me, "We are forensic doctors, not chefs, this smell is the smell of burning things, this is the scene, you said we can come to the scene, what will it be burned?"
When Master said this, I thought I had a very strong stomach, but I suddenly had a chemical reaction, and a stream of stomach acid rushed directly to my throat, frowning, gritting my teeth, and swallowing the sour water, which felt absolutely sour I thought that the master said that anything at the scene may be undocumented, and the forensic doctor is the person closest to the scene, and he must have a strong stomach.
When the case can't be solved, you will have to make a big mistake, or you will be directly expelled and kicked out of the public security system, and you will not be able to keep it at all if you wear a police uniform.
Therefore, this is also why forensic students must let the master take them for a few years, even if they study clinical in school, they will still be a stomach that is not strong enough when they come out, and it will be a big deal.
My brain dominated my stomach, and I resisted the feeling of nausea and followed Master for two minutes before I saw a bungalow made of red bricks, and as I got closer to the bungalows, the smell of burning grew.
Master stopped, took out the disposable shoe cover, turned around and handed it to me and said, "Put the shoe cover on first, so as to avoid taking our shoe prints, it will be more troublesome to collect evidence, do you need a mask?"
I wrinkled my nose, tried to take a deep breath of the air, swallowed my saliva again, exhaled a breath of turbid breath and said, "You should not bring it with, Master, it is safer for you to give me a plastic bag, if I really can't help it, it will be a matter of a few seconds to squirt, I am afraid that I will not have time to cover it with my hands." ” aa2705221: