Qin Huan locked the door to the Special Ninth Bureau's morgue.
Inside, only the three of them and one ghost remained.
As Qin Huan walked toward the nearby cabinet, he asked:
"Forensic Doctor Zhang, Forensic Doctor Lin, do you need to change clothes?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Rui glanced at Zhang Feng, pursed her lips slightly, and then said:
"Get me one, Zhang Feng doesn't need it; after all, this is not his expertise."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng's expression was somewhat helpless.
A forensic pathologist, indeed, was not his primary job.
And his expertise indeed wasn't forensic.
There's nothing one can do about it, considering he became a forensic pathologist when he traveled through time.
However, as long as he can fulfill the role of a forensic doctor in some aspects, it doesn't really matter.
As for why Lin Rui's expression was so peculiar.
There was a reason for that too.
Although they hadn't entered the morgue for a long time,
