Fortunately, it was vegetable soup. If it had been bone soup or something like that, most people wouldn't dare to try it.
Lu Chuan heard his mentor Liu Guodong say that back when conditions weren't so good, if they were working at a crime scene, they often stayed for an entire day or even two.
With nowhere to eat or sleep, they had no choice but to solve those problems at the scene.
Eating instant noodles next to a corpse, chewing on a sausage beside a pool of blood—those were common occurrences.
And as Wang Changjiang would say, the autopsy room is cleaner than anywhere else, because every time an autopsy is completed, a comprehensive disinfection is carried out.
"Mmm, it's quite tasty!"
Lu Chuan took a sip of the soup Shen Yan made and was pleasantly surprised by its delicious flavor.
"Really?"
Forensic Doctor Shen was evidently very pleased. "Then have another bowl."
"I saw it on a TV show and looked up the recipe online. Originally, I made it for my dad."
