Zhang Yean said, "Advising someone to study medicine is like being struck by lightning."
Wan also shook his head, "Luckily, I didn't study medicine."
Just then, the door of the No. 1 forensic autopsy room was pushed open.
Li Jian walked in and asked, "Haven't started yet?"
"About to start!"
He asked, "These bones are mixed together, separating them is difficult. Should we get Wu You back to help?"
Jiang An firmly said, "That won't be necessary for now."
"Only the bones of two people were found at the fire scene. As long as I can separate one person's bones, the rest belong to the other."
As he spoke, Jiang An dumped all the bones from the box onto the stainless-steel autopsy table.
Li Jian glanced over, his expression showing a hint of doubt.
"These bones look quite similar, don't they?"
"Is it really that easy to separate them?"
Jiang An nodded, "Mr. Li, I am confident."
"The two deceased are different genders, with significant height differences."
