Urban Need for Monster Fighting System

Chapter 539 The Taste of Bullets

Another few minutes passed, and Chen Taiqing still didn't wake up. One of the white coats had already closed the door of the dissecting room. It seemed that the dissecting was about to be performed soon.

No!

I can't let this happen!
Xiao Yao was ready to stop the autopsy at any time.

At this moment, there was a sudden "dong dong" knock on the door.

A white coat immediately stepped forward and opened the door. There were several policemen standing outside the door.One of them was a grizzled old policeman with a high rank and several flowers on his epaulettes.

The two white coats immediately saluted the old policeman with a standard police salute.
"Chen Ting, why are you here in person?"

The old policeman twitched his lips slightly and said, "I have to see my uncle."

As he spoke, he walked into the dissecting room and came to Chen Taiqing's corpse. Looking at Chen Taiqing's pale face due to the loss of blood, two lines of hot tears flowed down his cheeks.

Seeing this, Xiao Yao suddenly realized that this old policeman is a relative of Chen Taiqing!
The identity of this old policeman is indeed unusual. His name is Chen Kebin, and he is also Chen Taiqing's nephew.

A policeman who followed Chen Taiqing into the dissection room asked the two white coats in a low voice, "Is the dissection going to be performed soon?"

"We're getting ready to start."

"Then give Chen Ting a few more minutes."

"Yes!"

After hearing this, Xiao Yao felt a little relieved. Fortunately, this Chen Ting came and bought him a few more minutes.Moreover, if Chen Taiqing woke up at this time, it would be perfect, as his family members were there, wouldn't that be the moment to witness a miracle!
and many more!

Even if Chen is too sober later, it can't prove that the person was saved by Lao Tzu, so I can't get rid of the crime anyway!

Thinking of this, Xiao Yao turned his heart and appeared in front of everyone.

A large living person suddenly appeared out of thin air, startling everyone present. Chen Kebin instinctively took two steps back. Several policemen immediately stepped forward, blocked Chen Kebin, pulled out their pistols, and aimed their guns at Yes, Xiao Yao.

"You... who are you?"

one of the policemen dared to ask.

Xiao Yao smiled lightly and said, "I am the one you all think is the murderer of Mr. Chen."

"You are Xiao Yao!?"

Everyone's faces changed drastically, and at this moment, there was a "bang", and one of the policemen pulled the trigger.

Fortunately, Xiao Yao had already taken precautions and used the golden bell skill. The bullet hit his right chest, and he only felt a shock in his chest.Looking down, the bullet failed to penetrate the skin and was embedded in his clothes.

He reached out to remove the bullet from his body, and said to himself, "It turns out that this is how it feels to be hit by a bullet. It still hurts."

After he finished speaking, he threw the bullet on the ground.

The "clang" sound of the bullet falling on the floor was like a firing pin, and it hit the hearts of everyone present. Seeing that Xiao Yao was hit by the bullet at close range and was not injured at all, they all opened their mouths wide in surprise, their eyes widened. It was full of horror.

Everyone just looked at Xiao Yao in a daze, no one dared to speak or move, for fear of accidentally annoying him.

Xiao Yao smiled and said:

"Let's get down to business. I didn't kill Mr. Chen. Someone else killed him. However, since I've been involved, I have the obligation to settle this matter."

Chen Kebin plucked up his courage and asked: "Now my uncle is dead, and people cannot be brought back to life. How do you settle this matter? Can you still bring my uncle back to life!?"

Xiao Yao smiled faintly: "You've got to the point. I'm here today to bring old Chen back to life. Let everything return to the state before the crime."

Hearing what he said, everyone looked at each other, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Chen Kebin asked in a daze: "You...you really can bring my uncle back to life?"

"There's no evidence for what you say, and you'll know later."

As Xiao Yao said, he put one hand on Chen Taiqing's forehead, closed his eyes, and muttered something.

In fact, what he did was of no use at all, he was just pretending to be a ghost, since he wanted to pretend to be a magic stick, he had to pretend to be a little bit.

Everyone didn't know what Xiao Yao was doing, but because Xiao Yao said that there was a way to bring Chen Taiqing back to life, no one dared to speak, and all looked at him with wide eyes, for fear of disturbing him accidentally.

Xiao Yao was chanting incantations indiscriminately. Although his eyes were closed, he was not idle in fact. He used his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings, and suddenly found that a ghost was staggering towards Chen Taiqing's body.

It was Chen Taiqing's ghost!

Seeing Chen Taiqing's ghost attached to his body, Xiao Yao was relieved.

He stopped talking, opened his eyes and said, "It's almost there, Mr. Chen will wake up soon."

A forensic doctor said: "How is this possible? Mr. Chen lost a lot of blood, and he has been dead for more than eight hours, and his skin is covered with corpse spots. Even if he is a god, he..."

Before the forensic doctor finished speaking, Chen Taiqing's body suddenly trembled. Seeing this situation, everyone was startled and retreated one after another.

Xiao Yao looked down and saw the deep incision in Chen Taiqing's throat was healing.
Seeing this situation, he smiled faintly, and said to the forensic doctor: "Some things cannot be explained by science, but it doesn't mean they cannot happen. Be patient, whether Mr. Chen will wake up or not will be known in a few minutes. "

Seeing Xiao Yao's confident look, everyone turned their attention to Chen Taiqing's body. A young policeman with sharp eyes noticed the change in the incision on Chen Taiqing's throat, and immediately shouted: "Look at the wound on Chen Taiqing's neck!" The wound seems to have healed."

Hearing what he said, everyone also noticed this abnormal situation, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

The forensic doctor who spoke just now whispered: "How can the wounds on the dead body heal?"

Everyone held their breath and looked at Chen Taiqing's body lying on the bed quietly, waiting to witness the miracle. Although they still had doubts, they all had a little expectation.

(End of this chapter)