It was already August, and the nights had turned cool with autumn.
As they flew at high speed, Li Youjiu explained, "I told her from the start to stop wearing the Green Badge. She didn't need to handle cases; we could have arranged a good future for her. But Elder Wu said she was the last surviving member of the Lin Family and should decide for herself... All these years, she's relied on medicine to face corpses, and she's still become an exceptionally capable Green Badge Constable."
"She certainly is... exceptionally capable," Jiang Wang said.
"But she pushes herself too hard. She competes with others, and with herself. This world isn't just about clues and answers, much less about cases alone. She took her father as her role model, but what did that role model's life lead to?"
Li Youjiu's question left Jiang Wang at a loss for words.
He suddenly remembered something.
Back in the morgue, Lin Youxie had suddenly asked him to lend a hand.
Could it be that... she was afraid too?
Jiang Wang had fought his way through countless battles. Of course he wasn't afraid of corpses. But carefully dissecting and examining a dead body had still stirred an instinctive discomfort in him.
Yet Lin Youxie suffered from Terror Phobia, an illness that made it impossible for her to face corpses!
Even with that illness, she'd remained a Green Badge Constable, searching corpses for clues and proving herself no less capable than any coroner!
As she'd ground the medicine there, her face expressionless, what had been going through her mind?
Li Youjiu continued, "When I say I grieve her misfortune, I mean I pity her. When I say I'm angry she won't strive, I mean I'm angry that she strives too hard! Some things aren't within