A forensic doctor is reborn, sir, please don't bully me!

The car sped along the straight, empty road, the cabin filled with a suffocating silence.

Bai Mengfei sat in the passenger seat, her brows furrowed. The chaotic clues in her mind were like tangled threads, and she tried her best to sort them out and figure out the series of strange situations she was now caught up in.

"How did you know I put the tissues there?" Xiang Yuntian's clear, icy voice broke the silence in the car without warning and instantly interrupted Bai Mengfei's thoughts.

Bai Mengfei looked up at Xiang Yuntian, somewhat bewildered.

Her young face hadn't had time to adjust its expression yet; the bewilderment and confusion from her earlier contemplation remained in her eyes.

"Most people don't put tissues under their seats, so how did you know?"

Xiang Yuntian's voice rang out again, his tone carrying an unquestionable probing, as if he wanted to see through Bai Mengfei's heart.

tissue?

Bai Mengfei's thoughts instantly drifted back to three years ago.

At that time, Xiang Yuntian had just returned from abroad. At only 21 years old, he was already an internationally renowned genius forensic doctor, demonstrating amazing talent in both criminal investigation and medicine.

After arriving at the forensic department, Xiang Yuntian followed Bai Mengfei to familiarize himself with the environment.

Just then, Bai Mengfei's team took on a case involving the burial of a body. Unexpectedly, shortly after the body parts were unearthed, the perpetrator voluntarily surrendered and presented crucial evidence.

Back at the police station, the forensic department carefully checked the fingerprints, and the case was closed.

After get off work, since Xiang Yuntian's American driver's license was not valid in China, Bai Mengfei drove him home.

During the journey, Bai Mengfei intended to wipe the mud off the car window with a tissue, but when she opened the front passenger compartment, she was stunned by what she saw.

Inside lay a bloodied arm and hand, the thick blood soaking the tissue that had been inside – a truly horrifying sight.

Although Bai Mengfei tried her best to remain calm at the time, that scene still left a shadow in her heart, making her feel lingering fear.

Because the police station was not far away, Bai Mengfei quickly turned the car around and went back.

However, when they returned to the police station, they discovered that it was just a prank by the killer.

It turns out that the murderer was a psychopath who deliberately carried one of the victim's hands with him and put it in the car while they were investigating the case.

For this reason, another colleague who was responsible for reconstructing the body specifically expressed his gratitude to Bai Mengfei.

Since then, Bai Mengfei has never placed anything in the front warehouse again.

Faced with Xiang Yuntian's questioning, Bai Mengfei was speechless for a moment, unsure how to answer.

She never expected that Xiang Yuntian would also notice this detail and maintain this habit.

Seeing that Bai Mengfei remained silent, Xiang Yuntian turned his head slightly, raised an eyebrow at her, and looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze.

Bai Mengfei then came to her senses and stammered, "I... my mom puts the tissues here."

Xiang Yuntian didn't speak again. Sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, illuminating his profile and outlining his perfect features, like a beautiful painting.

He focused intently on driving, neither confirming nor denying Bai Mengfei's answer, making it impossible to fathom his thoughts.

A short while later, Xiang Yuntian parked his car in front of his house.

He turned to look at Bai Mengfei, his light brown eyes still clear and bright, as if they could see through everything.

He reached out a hand and pushed open the door to the side bedroom.

The room was spacious and bright, but there was very little furniture, making the whole space feel empty and cold.

Xiang Yuntian's fair face radiated a soft glow in the sunlight. Bai Mengfei subconsciously avoided his gaze, as if the light was too dazzling and made her feel somewhat uncomfortable: "You can sleep here tonight."

Xiang Yuntian's voice broke the brief silence.

Bai Mengfei stood on the soft carpet, glanced at the spotless white coat rack by the door, then looked down at her own dirty clothes and gave up the idea of ​​taking them off.

She slowly turned her head and looked around at her surroundings.

The room was simply and elegantly furnished, and perhaps because it was so clean and tidy, it gave people a surprisingly spacious feeling.

The black and white color scheme exudes a cold and austere atmosphere, with only the sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows adding a touch of warmth to the chilly room.

Bai Mengfei's gaze swept over the huge sofa, lingered for a moment on the black piano in the living room, and then fell on the huge white projection screen on the opposite wall, next to which was a brand new PS4.

Everything was clean, orderly, and spotless.

"Now that I've found you a place to stay, tell me, what is your relationship with Bai Mengfei?"

Xiang Yuntian leaned down slightly and picked up a pair of men's slippers, placing them beside Bai Mengfei's feet.

As he asked the question, his originally gentle expression turned sharp, and his eyes revealed a hint of urgency and longing.

Bai Mengfei smiled bitterly to herself. She was Bai Mengfei, but how could she convince others of her bizarre experience?

After all, the idea of ​​a dead person being reborn in the body of a ten-year-old girl sounds too absurd and unacceptable to anyone.

Seeing Bai Mengfei remain silent, Xiang Yuntian narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression turned cold, and his tone became more urgent: "Are you her daughter?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have one... I mean she's only in her early 30s, how could she possibly have a daughter that big!"

Bai Mengfei was shocked by Xiang Yuntian's absurd idea. The bitter smile on her face froze instantly. After a moment of stunned silence, she quickly retorted.

She never imagined that Xiang Yuntian would bring her back thinking she was his daughter.

However, Xiang Yuntian's expression remained calm as still water. His light brown pupils appeared incredibly deep in the backlight, and his tone was steady without the slightest ripple: "Bai Mengfei, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Mengfei stared at Xiang Yuntian in astonishment, her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief: "How did you know?"

Xiang Yuntian sighed softly, his gaze slowly shifting to a row of bookshelves against the wall. The top shelf was filled with FBI-related psychology books. He said slowly, "Have you forgotten where I came from?"

Bai Mengfei then suddenly remembered that although Xiang Yuntian had withdrawn from that continent, his amazing observation and analytical abilities had not diminished in the slightest.

No matter how hard you try to hide it, you'll likely find it hard to escape his sharp eyes.

Having figured this out, Bai Mengfei stopped making futile struggles and bent down to put on the slightly oversized slippers.

To Bai Mengfei's surprise, Xiang Yuntian did not press her further. He simply found her some clothes to wear, then took her to the bathroom before turning and leaving.

After taking a shower, Bai Mengfei sat somewhat awkwardly on the sofa in the living room.

She held a bowl of noodles in her hands. The noodles were arranged in an extremely neat manner, and even the vegetables inside seemed to have been carefully calculated before being put in. They were quickly formed and perfectly round, and the noodles were also neatly arranged in the bowl.

In short, this bowl of noodles was so neatly arranged that it didn't resemble ordinary food, but rather a meticulously crafted work of art.

Bai Mengfei lowered her head, her thick eyelashes drooping gently like small brushes, concealing the complex emotions in her eyes: "Can you tell me when you found out?"

Xiang Yuntian also changed his clothes. The white fleece shirt and pants fit him perfectly, making his clean and refreshing temperament even more obvious, as if he were a prince who had stepped out of a fairy tale.

"The first time I saw you."

"When you saw me, your expression and actions indicated that your brain wasn't simply receiving signals, but rather recalling and comparing them. This suggests that you've seen me before or at least know something about me. Furthermore, the way you walk—taking large, steady strides that don't match your height—is highly unusual. Normal people would never do this."

"Furthermore, when I asked you about Bai Mengfei's cause of death, your micro-expressions showed that you weren't lying; you genuinely knew. But even I didn't see the body, so it's even less likely that a child like you would know, unless you witnessed it firsthand. In addition, during the probing at the door just now, you subconsciously used 'I' when you retorted. At that moment, your tendency to refute outweighed your tendency to conceal."

Xiang Yuntian's voice was deep and slow, as if he were telling a story he already knew. Every word clearly entered Bai Mengfei's ears, leaving her no room for argument.

Bai Mengfei reluctantly raised her head, sat up straight, and an aura that didn't suit her body emanated from her.

With her chubby, adorable little face, she reluctantly admitted it.

"That's right, I am Bai Mengfei."

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