National Forensic Doctor

Evening.

Xu Taining, wrapped in a quilt, had a good night’s sleep in the hotel.

In that sleep, Xu Taining even found a hint of religious feeling—since he started undertaking investigations, sleep during these periods had become a profound mystery.

What was profound wasn’t how long one slept, but whether one slept at all.

Think about it, when a unit has invested the next two or three years’ budget into something, how could the leaders sleep soundly?

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If leaders can’t sleep, can the senior police officers in charge of the investigations just say "there’s nothing of concern here" and hide away in a hotel for a good snore?

This time, Xu Taining could, because an incidental dissection case encountered along the investigation route had been smoothly concluded, eliminating most of his anxieties.

It’s not that the investigation was deemed valuable because it resolved a homicide, or that the pressure of the investigation was alleviated, or that the series of tasks related to the investigation became any less onerous—though all these were indeed true—but more importantly, everyone’s spirit was bolstered.

An unsolved decapitation case, which no one had to investigate, where the source of the corpse had yet to be determined, without any surveillance footage, needing no door-to-door inquiries, was cracked in just a short day. Such a bizarre incident made everyone’s concerns about the investigation seem less grounded in reality.

The next morning.