Zhao Pu looked at the corpses in the coroner's room, the bloody and dirty room, and Gongsun, dressed in white, busy examining corpses. He felt unhappy for some reason. "Why do you have to be a coroner and be with corpses all day long?"
Zhao Pu was sulking alone against the door. Gongsun looked up and saw him. His face was pale and he seemed to be feeling unwell. Gongsun thought he was nauseated after seeing so many corpses.
"Zhao Pu, hush." Gongsun waved at Zhao Pu as if he was chasing a dog, signaling him to go out and play for a while.
Zhao Pu was a little helpless, "Well...nerd, do you want to come out and take a breath? Isn't the smell in there disgusting?"
"That can't be helped." Gongsun continued to perform the autopsy. "The sooner I finish the autopsy, the sooner I'll have clues, and the sooner I can redress the injustice. After all, so many people died."
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