In the office of the forensic department's second division.
After finishing their meal, Xia Momo handed Zhou Ning a cup of water. She watched as he drank the entire cup, her face unable to hide her concern.
"Take a break, the bodies aren't going anywhere. There are two more autopsies to perform later, and that won't be a short process."
Zhou Ning patted Xia Momo's hand, signaling her not to worry.
"It's fine. There were times before when I did seven or eight autopsies in a row. I'll go brush my teeth, and we'll start the autopsy as soon as I get back."
Mr. Zhao shook his head and nudged Zhu Xingxing beside him.
"I'm thirsty."
Zhu Xingxing knew very well what he meant and rolled her eyes at him.
"Stop being melodramatic and prepare for the autopsy. I think we can do two at the same time. At least that way, we can quickly proceed with the facial restoration of the deceased. After all, Director Xu is so impatient; identifying the victims is key to moving on to the next steps."
