When Solan appeared, Mai was packing up the reception utensils on the long table, and the two visitors shared two disposable paper cups.

"You are here." She bent down and said, "The two people who just arrived are experts from the CDC. They came to me for information."

"I know this." Solan first swept around the autopsy room, and there were two on the dissection table as usual, but that was not the focus: "The Hawkins are not here?"

"He visited other hospitals, you know, most of the students' bodies are in the hospital."

Mai threw away the paper cup lightly and took water to prepare a portion for Solan. She had changed her work clothes at this time. She could not smell a trace of perfume on her body, but there was still a natural fragrance rippling.

"It's good if the person is not here." Solan took the paper cup and said, "When did they come, what did they ask?"

"You can sit first, there is no need to go upstairs upstairs?" Mai had already vacated a chair: "Sorry, this is not a place for guests to come at will."

"You are so polite today." Solan smiled lightly, dragged the chair and turned the paper cup in his hand. The two on the anatomical table were just ordinary dead people, and the cause of death was obvious at first glance. They were just ordinary suicides of wrist cutting and car accidents, unless the man was sprinkled with the smell of gasoline on his own, and then he gave up and jumped off the building.

"The two people just now asked me a lot of questions..."

Mai also poured himself a glass of water, then drank it all, and poured a second cup, then dragged a chair to Solan: "...it took a lot of verbalism. In short, they just wanted to know whether we had accepted the bodies of those students, and asked briefly about the specific cause of death of some of the deceased recently."

Solan slammed his mouth a few times, pinched the paper cup flat, and airdropped it into the trash can in the corner of the wall: "This is not a simple thing. CDC, and I remember that Goodwinze was there when something happened to the Olympic Mountain. This kid suddenly ran to you to ask these questions. Did he find something wrong with it?"

"Do you need to make them out?"

Mai said it lightly, while Solan frowned and thought seriously, as if he was thinking about the proposal. But after a moment, he shook his head: "There is no need to make a big move. It is normal to have suspicions, and it is normal to conduct investigations. They just do this job. Anyway, if I put down the fire, there will be no trace at all. Can they really find any evidence of zombies from a scorched corpse?"

"Well, like a piece of finger in the stomach."

Solan started coughing hard.

Mai has always lived a life without leaving home, her home and the forensic office, which was the place where she stayed most often in 24 hours. More than a month passed, and except for that night, Solan had never visited Mai's boudoir again, and they were basically here. At this moment, when he saw that Ravi Hawkins happened to be away, he simply hung upstairs and informed his boss that he wanted to stay in the basement for a while, and then he refused to leave.

"I'll send Arya to school tomorrow, tomorrow!"

He lay on the sofa in the rest area, and the spring creaked: "This girl is simply unexpected, have you noticed it too, the one who came to clean the scene in time last night?"

Speaking of this, he looked up slightly, but saw that she didn't pay attention to her words, but just searched through the boxes and cabinets for information documents. The body on the dissection table had not yet been opened. Although his boss was not there, Ma Yi also had a job at this time.

No one paid attention to it, Solan touched her nose embarrassedly: "So, I plan to find her a residential school. If you have classmates in the dormitory every day, this girl will definitely be much more honest, right? After all, for middle school students nowadays, who are not playing with their phones until midnight, she will definitely not have many opportunities to go out for a night out."

Mai still ignored him. Although she acquiesced to Solan lie on the sofa, she was just busy working on her own. Now she was ready to prepare her dissection tools, and it was time to be officially busy.

Since even saying two words were ignored, Solan had to shut up and take out his cell phone to fiddle with it. He had been struggling for so long last night, and then went upstairs to handle official duties immediately this morning. Fortunately, the police profession has good characteristics and blatantly used the forensic doctor as an excuse, so he lay downstairs.

For a moment, no one spoke. Solan was just playing with his mobile phone silently, browsing all the latest news on the Internet, caring about national affairs, and mastering global dynamics. Mai had prepared the dissection tools and even had her chest cut open. The deceased had been dead for a while, and the smell of the corpse and formalin liquid were mixed together. This was a common smell in the mortals and not easily accepted by ordinary people.

When Mai took out the heart of the deceased and put it on the scale to weigh it, she finally spoke.

"I did a simple ingredient analysis of those coffees after you came home last night and found something interesting."

Solan put down his cell phone and said, "One hundred grams of marijuana per milliliter of coffee?"

"Wrong, it's every hundred milliliters."

Mai smiled softly, gave Solan a blank look, recorded the data, took off his heart, and began to cut the next organ: "The joke has come to this point. In short, I found some rare trace elements in it, and the atomic mass seems to be quite large, and maybe it can be radioactive. Their approximate content is more than ten decimal places per milliliter, and it is not very clear."

Trace elements?

Solan touched his nose in confusion and said, "You know I don't know much about chemistry. Can a microscope discover these? We don't seem to have money to buy a tunnel telescope. Are you sure which element has a very large atomic mass?"

"Tunnel Telescope..."

"Uh, tunnel microscope."

Like Solan, Mai wiped the sweat from her forehead: "The power of an optical microscope is also very strong, and Solan, don't doubt my eyes. Although there is no complete evidence, it is a slice processed with a centrifuge. I know what the surface in each portion should look like. So, if there is a little subtle difference, it is easy to see."

Physics, chemistry, and biology are all areas that Solan is not good at, so he rationally chose to remain silent. Now is not the time to listen to Mr. Mai in class, although she looked very sexy in her white coat today.

"Okay, then I'll accept your guess. The coffee contains unknown trace elements, and it may be heavy metal elements, and Minamata disease and other things are reappearing again. So? Have you made a detailed inspection report? Although I can't understand it, it seems that our dear Ms. Quinn still attaches great importance to this kind of authoritative information."

"Yes, she's that kind of woman."

Mai murmured, then looked around, mainly concentrated at the two entrances of the office. After confirming that her boss had no sign of returning, she put down the half-dissection body, passed by Solan, and flipped her bag in the wardrobe.

After a moment, she actually took out a thin stack of paper from it.

"I don't expect her to accept much, because I'm not sure about this conclusion myself."

She handed it to Solan: "Anyway, tell the woman that if she really wants us to help her with this investigation, don't forget to pay advance payment and logistics support. As you said, Solan, tunnel microscope, I'm not willing to buy such expensive things, and even a series of equipment such as multi-spectral radiation detectors. I'll list all the things I need at the end of this information. Please give it to her."

Since he heard these words, Solan naturally glanced over the analysis report on the previous page and looked at the last piece of paper. It was really hard to see it. He was shocked to see that the last piece of paper was all high-end instruments and equipment lists. Although Solan is by no means a professional, he also saw at a glance that the prices of many things here were really calculated at 100,000 US dollars!

"Oh my god, you're really..."

"I don't make any profit for her cheapness."

Mai smiled softly from the side, leaned down, pressed against Solan, and sat down gently.

The natural body fragrance lingers around. Solan stares at Banzi and looks carefully, then twitches his tongue.

"Okay, then I'll do it tonight. Now I'll go to work first!"
Chapter completed!