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    146 Results in the "My Dear Miss Medical Examiner" category


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    • Miss Forensics – Chapter 110 Cover
      by Little Panda Volume Two: Second Scroll Encounter碰面 (pèng miàn): Literally "to touch faces." A common term for meeting up or encountering someone, often by arrangement but can also be by chance. "My name is Song Yuhang. We will meet again." After she finished saying this, several people hesitated to move, looking at her, and then at the Chief. The Chief also became somewhat hesitant. In his career of over ten years in law enforcement, he had rarely seen a woman who, when facing fully armed police with…
    • Miss Forensics – Chapter 111 Cover
      by Little Panda Volume Two: Second Scroll Slander Song Yuhang feels guilty for the fleeting moment of soft-heartedness she felt in the Huange Nightclub. Under the cover of night, Song Yuhang arrived at the small alley behind the Huange Nightclub. She stepped onto a water pipe on the wall and nimbly climbed up to the second floor. Gently pushing open the window of the innermost room, she leaped inside. The lights in the room were off, and it was pitch-black. The bed was covered with a quilt. Song Yuhang,…
    • Miss Forensics – Chapter 106 Cover
      by Little Panda Undercover "If I die, Song Yuhang will be safe, right?" As a mid-level figure with a certain status in a criminal gang, the idea that drug lords in TV shows basically don't use drugs is eighty percent bullsh#t. This stuff dangles in front of your eyes every day, and you get addicted after one try. Very few people can escape its temptation. Pei Jinhong was no exception. She not only used, but could also appraise. What does "appraise" mean? In layman's terms, it's "to distinguish." Just as…
    • Miss Forensics – Chapter 107 Cover
      by Little Panda Volume Two: Second Scroll Cigarette Burn Sister likes you, just leaving a mark for you is all. The two people came out from the back door of the residence, and Kuba helped the man into the car. “I don’t understand. If you knew he would become so despondent, why didn’t you stop him back then?” The old man got in, placed his cane properly, and straightened his overcoat. “Despondent is good, despondent is good. One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers一山不容二虎 | yī…
    • Miss Forensics – Chapter 108 Cover
      by Little Panda Volume Two: Second Scroll Logo But the medical examiner she loved, ah, would never come back again. The day Wang Qiang woke up, knowing he had wronged her, he held her and comforted her for a good while. Lin Yan took the opportunity to probe for some news about the delivery in three days. "At eleven at night, Tiger will come. Aren't we getting a shipment of alcohol? The goods will come in with the delivery truck. Face-to-face transaction." Lin Yan didn't know if Pei Jinhong had met…
    • Miss Forensics – Chapter 103 Cover
      by Little Panda Volume Two: Second Scroll Fetter This ring is a vow of unwavering love, and also an eternal fetter. “Then…” Song Yuhang still hadn't snapped back to her senses, staring at him blankly. Feng Jianguo gave a light cough, raising his teacup to take a sip and mask his awkwardness. “I wouldn't say I dislike her, but I can't say I like her either. That reckless drive Lin Yan has—to ignore everything for the sake of a case—is probably something every young criminal investigator once had.…
    • Miss Forensics – Chapter 104 Cover
      by Little Panda Volume Two: Second Scroll Jin Hong锦红 | jǐn hóng | A name. "Jin" means brocade, and "Hong" means red. There is no longer a Lin Yan in the world. Choosing a day is not as good as bumping into one择日不如撞日 | zé rì bù rú zhuàng rì | A Chinese proverb meaning it's better to do something right away than to wait for a supposedly auspicious day. It's equivalent to the English saying "No time like the present.". The one who said she wanted to eat hot pot was her, and the one who was…
    • Miss Forensics – Chapter 105 Cover
      by Little Panda Volume Two: Second Scroll Confrontation "Miss Pei, will you inject it yourself, or shall we do it for you?" In order not to cause trouble for Ji Jingxing, Song Yuhang moved back to her own home. Since Xiao Wei had not yet recovered, Mother Song stayed there to take care of her. This way, Song Yuhang lived alone, which was much safer for them all. As soon as Song Yuhang entered the door, her eyes were stung by the sight of a photo frame placed next to the memorial portraits of her father and…
    • Miss Forensics – Chapter 101 Cover
      by Little Panda Volume Two: Second Scroll Shattered Lin Yan, marry me. The familiar plant nursery outside the villa had become overgrown with weeds from neglect. Song Yuhang verified her fingerprint, and with a click, the iron gate slid open. She steadied herself against the gate, her steps faltering as she walked inside. She had thought she would see her sitting in the courtyard the moment she entered, but it was completely empty. Song Yuhang's eyes reddened. She drifted through the courtyard like a lost…
    • Miss Forensics – Chapter 102 Cover
      by Little Panda Wife Song Yuhang's wife, Lin Yan The cemetery. The two of them knocked out the patrolling night watchman and slipped in under the cover of darkness. With a shovel in hand, Song Yuhang turned over the earth, scoop by scoop, loosening the soil to reveal the inner coffin of reinforced concrete. She was breathing heavily, her gaze falling into a trance as she stared at the photograph on the tombstone. Jingzhe: “Why don’t we… just forget it.” After all, this was disturbing…
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