บท 50: Chapter 17 The Specter Tide of the Land of the Departed_3

When the temper flares up, no one is spared from scolding.

Long Que didn't mind, picked up a magnifying glass, and carefully observed the decaying Specter Fiend on the iron bed. "Girls really shouldn't come to such places. It was a mistake to insist on joining the Special Supervision and Management Bureau back then. As a Judge, eliminating disasters is only part of the job. More often, you need to investigate the source of the disaster, deal with the people creating the disasters... Autopsy is inevitable."

Yuan Qing kept a cold face and remained silent beside him. The stench of a corpse is indeed something that not everyone can withstand, and throughout history, the technology of autopsy has been a test of human physiology and psychology.