Anatomy of No. 5 Flower

  The beauty of youth is like a flower, white clothes fluttering in the years, wonderful university time.

  It was just today's thing, before I woke up.

  When I started implementing my plan, the courses in the third year of college had already been completed. The people around me were making plans for their future, some preparing to take the postgraduate entrance exam, and others contemplating the direction of life. Actually, what's there to contemplate? Unless your purpose for studying is the same as mine - to hook up with handsome guys, otherwise, if you can't stay in school to be a teacher, then you have to go to the front line to fight against criminals.

  Before learning, I thought these knowledge should be very useful for me. After learning, I feel that criminal investigation is also quite interesting.

  To put it bluntly, what I've been studying is knowledge related to crime and the methods of uncovering the truth and catching culprits. In fact, what we do is no different from what Guo Jiu's team did in "Six Doors", except that today's methods are more advanced, scientific, and precise.

  Our curriculum is the most diverse and extensive among all departments in school. Off the top of my head, I can name Police Science, Criminology, Forensic Photography, Crime Scene Drawing, Forensic Medicine, Judicial Chemistry, Interrogation Techniques, and many more, not to mention general education courses.

  It's tough because many of the courses are closely related to crime scenes. However, it's still a school, and although we have gone on-site and seen corpses, we haven't seen that many. We also study shooting and grappling.

  With the utilitarianism of learning and hard work, combined with a string of golden finger-like skills I learned in my free time, many course instructors looked at me with admiration, thinking that this is a good seedling for a future super female police officer.

  If they knew what I was working so hard for, they would each spit a mouthful of blood and drown me.

  No choice, a strong-willed girl at a brainless age is like this, once she's determined, it's like a mad dog biting onto a bone and won't let go.

  Although everyone studies the same courses, each person also has their own interests. However, in this field, it seems that those who study more deeply all have some quirks to a greater or lesser extent. For example, the girl on the bunk below me, for some reason, is particularly interested in researching poisons, and by the end of it, I suspect she can almost synthesize methamphetamine (author's note: this is the main component of ice, ecstasy, and head-shaking pills... this is just popular science, don't ban me...). I even kindly reminded her, telling her not to mess around with things that aren't necessary.

  It's not just classmates who have quirks, but also senior quirkers like our instructors. My beloved instructor, whom we privately call Old Liu, is almost sixty years old, yet his ears aren't deaf, eyes aren't blurry, and hands don't shake; he walks as if floating on the wind. If you ask why, I think it's inseparable from his quirky hobbies.

  When he's free, Old Liu likes to hold a scalpel. But he's not dissecting corpses, he loves to dissect flowers in his spare time. In the spring, he dissects peach blossoms, in the summer, he dissects strawberry flowers, in the autumn, he dissects some messy and unknown flowers, and in the winter, when there are no flowers to dissect, he goes to stroll in the park. In short, big or small, red or yellow, he's like a biologist, using his scalpel to carefully remove the petals and stamens of the flowers, one by one, and stick them onto colored paper.

  Floral dissection is actually a subject in the biology department, but Old Liu said that when dissecting flowers, one must maintain complete stillness of breath. If you can't achieve absolute calmness, you won't be able to make accurate judgments and take action, and slight negligence and differences in action will lead to thorough failure. Isn't this exactly the same as detective work?

  Ugh, flower anatomy! I'm not in the mood for this and find it utterly distasteful.

  However, Old Liu still likes me because I'm good at my studies. To sum it up, everyone else prefers high-tech subjects like technical investigation, DNA identification and the like, just like what's shown in the TV series CSI, but I'm not interested in those things. What I like are criminal psychology, crime scene investigation, autopsy examination, and interrogation techniques - all those basic and simple courses. This is also one of the reasons why Old Liu appreciates me, he thinks I love to use my brain. But actually, it's because... well, do you need to ask? Did they have all that high-tech stuff in ancient times?

  Alright, this topic is getting serious. Next topic!

  For the white and fluttering campus era, the most talked-about topic is love.

  If you ask me if I've ever been in love, of course I have. My invisible boyfriend has been guarding me from behind for eight years, comforting me when I'm sad, encouraging me when I'm down, and accompanying me to laugh when I'm happy. I know that one day he will become a real person and walk in front of me, we'll hold hands, and then he'll tell me that he's been waiting for this day all along.

  I wish it were today. But... Ah, how can he be my brother? ... Full of tears!

  But there are also boys who confess, boys who show their affection, and boys who help with household chores.

  I'm not boasting, but originally I was quite good-looking. Although not a celebrity face, at least it's considered elegant and refined, able to leave a good impression on people, plus being tall and slender, with a well-built body forged through hard work and perseverance, should say, still quite likable.

  I usually like to tie my long hair into a ponytail, wear a plain face and wear the training uniform issued by the school. When I'm not training, I wear a white cotton padded jacket and jeans skirt. It's said that this is a very popular and youthful outfit on campus, but I really didn't do it on purpose, I just don't feel like cutting my hair and buying clothes.

  Dress up for whom?

  But in practice, those boys were a bit afraid of me because I always rushed to the front and had a desperate momentum. The first time I observed an autopsy, I was the only one who was excited and smiling, and afterwards I didn't even vomit, but instead went straight to the cafeteria to eat meat buns.

  There's already someone in my heart, so I don't need to pretend to be a good person in front of others. That's right, the original me is an unapologetic tomboy.

  It's just like this with me, someone once said to me: "You have a very classical taste."

  I don't know if he really thought so, or if this was just a uniform phrase used to please girls. Anyway, I couldn't understand these things. At that time, when I heard this sentence, I was quite surprised and thought, could you be a prophet who saw my appearance after crossing over?

  The person who said this is called Zhang Yang, our school's external counselor.

  To be honest, Zhang Yang's appearance is quite handsome. When the head teacher introduced him to us, all the girls in the class were excited (although there were only a few girls, they could still make such a big noise).

  Off-campus instructor is a real police officer, detective, rushing to the line of life and death. He is only a few years older than us, but he has already become the deputy captain of the municipal public security bureau's criminal investigation team. The several bizarre cases that have been solved by him are even used as examples for us students in school to study.

  If it weren't for the city's superficial projects in recent years, someone like Zhang Yang wouldn't have been able to come to school as an external instructor.

  However, since he came, he really is willing to coach, mainly on-site and combat teaching. So far, he has taught me for a year and a half. From the first time I practiced with him, I truly felt his strength, his mind was extremely clear, his thinking was extremely sharp, and his technical skills were outstanding in all aspects. Therefore, I super love attending his class, it's really practical.

  Zhang Yang is 1.87 meters tall, usually wearing a police uniform, sometimes wearing training clothes, and sometimes wearing tight-fitting T-shirts and work pants, highlighting his good figure. His hair is not long or short, his skin is tanned to a honey-colored complexion, and after taking off the gold-framed Ray-Ban sunglasses with one hand, he reveals a pair of sharp eyes that are deeply hidden.

  The temperament of a detective. You know what I mean.

  A powerful and famous detective always has some kind of eccentric aura about him, possibly due to being somewhat paranoid or having some other quirk. I don't know what kind of eccentricity in me triggered it, but as time passed, Teacher Zhang inexplicably started treating me differently.

  It was a warm afternoon, and Teacher Zhang was leaning against a big tree with his legs crossed, waiting for me on the road I had to take. He was wearing a white T-shirt with a silly rabbit printed on it.

  He smiled and handed me a meat bun.

  I'm not stupid either, I roughly understand what he means. Otherwise, he wouldn't be foolishly "accidentally" chatting with me about his single status. Now, Teacher Zhang seems like an ordinary young man, without that calm and collected demeanor when he's not on a mission, he doesn't seem high-end at all.

  There's already a male god in my heart, how can others be handsome?

  Actually, on the day I carried out my time-travel plan, I saw Zhang Yang. He said, "I'm going to go out for a bit, and after work is done, I'll come find you. Can you wait for me today? I have something very important to tell you."

  I gave him a white eye, because I think this plot is very unlucky. Before the scene appears, please don't say these words, okay? In police and bandit movies, people often say "I'm retiring tomorrow", "My wife is about to give birth", "After this task, I'll go back and get married". Usually, people who say such things are not far from death.

  Although I promised Zhang Yang that I would wait for him, reality forced me to put my plan of crossing over into action immediately on this day. So in my heart, I said to Zhang Yang: "Sorry, Teacher Zhang, I have to go. Although I will be living there for eighty years, it's just a matter of ten minutes here."

  So, Teacher Zhang, you live for thousands and tens of thousands of years. If there's anything to say, let's talk about it after I come back in 80 years!

  The author's small flower umbrella

  Today Beijing has a heavy rain blue warning, oh, I feel the autumn window is not over yet, how can I bear the wind and rain helping the autumn coolness! Let me dress up a little for the Mid-Autumn Festival!

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