Medical Examiner Can Revive the Dead-Chapter 420 - 470: Why Did I Bother Learning This?

The sudden voice startled both Lin Rui and Qin Huan.

The two women turned around instantly to find the third in command of the Special Ninth Bureau, Zhang Tianzhi, staring wide-eyed at the monitor with surprise and joy.

Why surprise and joy?

His voice came out again:

"Great, that old fellow faked his death! Since he's not dead, what's the point of holding a meeting?"

"I'll go tell the boss the good news right away!"

With that, Zhang Tianzhi turned around, ready to run. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

But Qin Huan and Lin Rui reacted quickly.

Each grabbed one of Zhang Tianzhi's arms:

"Leader! Calm down! Calm down, leader!"

"The old guy you mentioned is dead, he really is dead, leader, calm down."

Oh boy, how does Zhang Tianzhi always see things as they are!

Even if it's truly dead or not, this is obviously just fake living!

Please don't cause the leadership any more trouble.

"What's up? What are you saying?" Zhang Tianzhi was very puzzled by the two women's interruptions:

"Isn't he standing there alive? What do you mean by dead?"

Qin Huan helplessly clutched Zhang Tianzhi, pointing at the screen and said:

"You only saw the old fellow stand up, didn't you see Forensic Doctor Zhang standing next to him?"

"Forensic Doctor Zhang?" Zhang Tianzhi was slightly startled, indeed, Zhang Feng in the monitor was quite clear.

However, Zhang Tianzhi's first reaction was:

"Forensic Doctor Zhang's medical skill is so superb, he can make people come back to life?!"

Seriously, how did you become this big leader with a thought process like that? Probably by connections, right?

Hearing this left Qin Huan twitching at the corners of his eyes, Lin Rui beside him also gave him an utter disdainful look.

It was as if she was saying, "This is your leader?"

Qin Huan couldn't save face, had to continue to say:

"Leader, have you forgotten something?"

"Let me help you recall, how did we discover Forensic Doctor Zhang back then? After discovering Forensic Doctor Zhang, do you remember what we saw?"

Zhang Tianzhi paused slightly: "He can raise corpses... Hiss—"

Thinking of this, Zhang Tianzhi realized.

That's Forensic Doctor Zhang's special talent!

But the next second:

"Damn!"

From such an aged and status-holding Zhang Tianzhi's mouth, this vocabulary was actually uttered:

"He can even raise Western corpses?!"

Goodness!

Here we go again!

Both Qin Huan and Lin Rui were speechless.

Much less Zhang Feng.

It's fortunate Zhang Feng didn't hear Zhang Tianzhi's voice, otherwise the leader would have been kicked out.

In the morgue of the Special Ninth Bureau.

This Western corpse indeed was raised by Zhang Feng.

However, after waking up, this Western corpse was first bewildered, then looked around, and then began babbling.

Those babbling words... Zhang Feng couldn't understand at all.

Especially looking at this Western corpse gesticulating and screeching, it clearly seemed very anxious.

Zhang Feng felt helpless, raised his hand and said:

"You calm down first, I'll find someone who can understand what you're saying then we talk."

Obviously, the Western corpse couldn't understand Zhang Feng, and continued to babble.

Zhang Feng couldn't be bothered, took out his phone intending to contact Qin Huan or Lin Rui, surely they could find an interpreter.

But it was then that the cold voice of Ma Xiaotong came:

"Brother, didn't you learn English?"

Listening to Ma Xiaotong, Zhang Feng was slightly taken aback, and then his first reaction was:

"Why learn that boring stuff when I'm idle?"

"Um..." Zhang Feng's words left Ma Xiaotong a bit stumped.

Although Ma Xiaotong died twenty years ago.

She also understood that the forensic expert profession is not just for anybody, at the very least, it requires college, right? With graduation demands and such, surely there are some, right?

Her brother was certainly an exception.

Yet Ma Xiaotong still said:

"Learning that stuff is so one day you can communicate with people from other countries, thereby also..."

However, before Ma Xiaotong finished her sentence, Zhang Feng's voice came through:

"Why should they not learn to speak my language if they want to communicate with me?"

Just this rhetorical question from Zhang Feng left Ma Xiaotong with a speechless feeling.

For a moment, she didn't even know how to answer Zhang Feng's seemingly rogue and domineering commentary.

But Zhang Feng truly didn't understand.

Because originally, he wasn't from this world.

In his original world, the environment he lived in wasn't absolutely invincible or absolutely powerful, but everyone had spines.

Besides what Zhang Feng spoke, everything else seemed like small dialects.

Encounter those with "foreign" traits, don't understand what I say? A bit of beating probably makes you understand?

It's just so simple.

Who could have foreseen the complexity of the world after transmigrating?

And for this Western corpse in front of him, Zhang Feng could only adapt to local customs, couldn't really beat this Western corpse, could he?

Ultimately, it wouldn't work.

So better contact Lin Rui and the others.

However, Ma Xiaotong spoke again:

"Brother, I can understand what he's saying..."

When Ma Xiaotong said this, she seemed to feel a bit embarrassed.

She still remembered twenty years ago, before her death, parents praised her English skills to others without fail.

The gained were praises and admiration.

Having knowledge of a foreign language seemed remarkably glorious for herself and her family.

But now, after hearing Zhang Feng's words, she suddenly felt that the language she painstakingly learned seemed somewhat shameful.

There was an air of voluntarily becoming others' sycophant.

Of course, Zhang Feng didn't know that his casual words triggered such a mindset change in Ma Xiaotong, so he directly said:

"You can understand? That's fantastic, what's all that babbling about?"

Babbles...

Zhang Feng didn't know where he learned this adjective from.

Ma Xiaotong shrugged, first saying two sentences to this Western corpse in its language, the corpse quickly calmed down.

Then turned to Zhang Feng and said:

"He just said, what place is this, why did he appear here, suspects we are kidnappers, threatening to use international power to sanction us."

Listening to Ma Xiaotong's translation, Zhang Feng pursed his lips helplessly, and said:

"Seriously, does this guy have brain issues? Doesn't even know if he's dead?"

"Tell him, you are dead, now I summoned your soul back to understand how you died."

Ma Xiaotong nodded, and proceeded to translate Zhang Feng's words verbatim for the Western corpse.

But after hearing this, the Western corpse grew even more agitated, and the babbling turned somewhat violent.

Meanwhile, Zhang Feng struggled to comprehend while Ma Xiaotong could understand, and if it wasn't for Ma Xiaotong's inability to control her expressions, her face's strangeness could have been inconceivable.

She stiffly said to Zhang Feng, "He said... how dare we threaten to kill him, do you know who I am? Do you know the powerful background behind me?"

Above Zhang Feng's head appeared six round black dots slowly.

And then he turned to the Western corpse, saying:

"I think you should return to being dead to calm down first."

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