Chapter 201 What's the Big Deal?

"Oh, OK."

It would have been fine if Shen Fan didn't answer. Once he answered, Jia Tian's blood pressure rose.

On Thursday morning, the laboratory lost an efficient professional doctor and gained a novice four-eyed cute girl.

Two policemen came from the police station, Zhang Hai and Liu Yiming. The case was very clear and there was no need to argue. Except for Shen Fan's indifferent attitude from beginning to end, there was nothing else to discuss.

Liu Yiming wanted to go to the fifth floor for a walk, but he was called away by Zhang Hai before he could say anything after just meeting Chu Sisi. He also scolded him, "It's working time, you can't do this."

The police also pay attention to exercising at all times. Liu Yiming and Zhang Hai didn't take the elevator, but walked up the stairs to the lobby layer by layer. In this way, more people knew that Shen Fan was taken away by the police.

Fang Ming said to Shen Zifeng: "Don't meddle in other people's business. Shen Fan's father is a man who is not easy to mess with. When he was in medical school, Shen Fan stole a lot of things. The surveillance cameras in the laboratory captured everything clearly, but in the end, nothing happened. Some things cannot be judged by appearance alone."

Fang Ming only knew about Shen Fan in medical school. In fact, Shen Fan had problems since elementary school.

In the second grade, Shen Fan sat in the last row of the classroom because he was tall. One day during the break, he saw the purple hairpin on the head of a female classmate sitting in the fourth row fell to the ground.

At this time, Shen Fan had an idea. He really wanted to pick up this hairpin and put it in his pocket, take it home and put it on the desk.

He didn't know where this idea came from, and he didn't know how to get rid of it from his brain. Everyone lined up with music books to go to the music classroom for class. Because he sat in the last row, Shen Fan always took the book last and then lined up. That day, he deliberately delayed for some time and quietly loosened the shoelaces of his right foot with his left foot. When he walked to the fourth row, he found that his shoelaces were loose, so he squatted down to tie his shoelaces again. When he was tying his shoelaces, the head teacher, Teacher Chen, who was standing outside the classroom, couldn't wait and said, "The students behind you should catch up by themselves."

The students who lined up pushed the backs of the students in front of them one after another and left the classroom under the teacher's command. After Shen Fan tied his shoelaces, he grabbed the purple hairpin in his hand when he stood up.

He pretended to put his left hand into his trouser pocket, and then took two steps at a time to catch up with the team.

For all the time of the next day, Shen Fan felt that the hairpin was hot, like a small hot planet in his trouser pocket.

He felt very excited and excited, and didn't think it was a theft at all.

A few weeks later, he saw a girl's pink pencil was particularly beautiful. When his classmates were not paying attention, he stole the pencil into his schoolbag.

Shen Fan locked every stolen item in the desk drawer, until one day, Shen Fan's mother wanted to find a photo album to take away because she was divorcing Shen Fan's father. She forced open Shen Fan's desk drawer and found more than a hundred strange little things inside, and even a moldy Christmas cookie.

Shen Fan's father asked Shen Fan where these things came from all night. Shen Fan told Shen Fei how and where he got each item. Shen Fei wanted to vomit after hearing it. Director Shen, who was always strict in the factory, wanted to slap Shen Fan to death.

But after all, he only had one son. How could he bear to give up his son in his old age?

Shen Fan naturally didn't think it was a big deal. Although he knew that this behavior was theft after junior high school, because the items were too small and not worth much, he also knew that even if he was caught by the police, it was just education.

It was mainly the feeling of excitement and satisfaction.

Over time, Shen Fan couldn't help himself even if he wanted to.

He stole tongs from the bakery and spoons from the restaurant, and all the stolen things were neatly arranged and locked in the cabinet.

Sometimes he could go for months without stealing, and sometimes he would steal several times a day.

When he didn't steal, Shen Fan could understand that stealing was a crime, and the person who stole was a thief, who was looked down upon by everyone.

But when he stole, Shen Fan couldn't remember these things at all.

When he was questioned or saw the video of his own theft, he just relived the excitement and impulse when he took those things at that time, without any guilt or guilt.

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By half past ten, there was no patient in the psychosomatic department. Liu Dandan ran upstairs while Qi Rong was out for a meeting, wanting to ask Mu Chun about the [Zombie Syndrome], "Does that Seven Master have this strange disease?"

Mu Chun didn't answer, but shook his head. Liu Dandan couldn't read anything from his expression.

It's so strange. Liu Dandan always thought that she was gifted, had a particularly sensitive heart, and a knowledgeable brain, but why couldn't she see anything when she looked at Mu Chun.

"Then Dr. Mu, I quietly asked Sister Tiantian, the missing pages of the death certificate were all found in Shen Fan's locker. Could it be that yours is?"

"Ah, you figured this out?"

"It is illegal to forge a false [death certificate]."

Chu Sisi put down her pen and said seriously. Are you ignorant of the law? Don't you know that forging [death certificates] to defraud insurance premiums is illegal?

"Teacher, how can you do this?"

"What?"

Mu Chun was taking off his white coat. Today, he had to take Ding Jiajun to the funeral home. Yesterday, he had already booked the time for renting the memorial service venue, the farewell room, wreaths, flowers, small white flowers, black veils and other matters.

Zhang Fengling's memorial service will be held today.

Old Qian was really awesome. He was able to hold the memorial service so quickly.

"I just drew one myself, using a ruler and a pen, and I didn't even have to make a copy. Is this illegal?"

"This."

"You shouldn't have signed the test paper in the name of Lawyer Zhang when you were a child."

Liu Dandan laughed out loud.

"Is there anyone in the world who hasn't done such a thing? I learned my mother's handwriting in the fourth grade. When I was in the sixth grade, I was smarter. I signed the first test paper myself. In this way, the teacher only knew my handwriting."

Liu Dandan had no shame when talking about these things that he couldn't show on the stage. Chu Sisi also felt that he was really unique.

"Just think of it as me copying a [Death Certificate]. If there is any real pursuit of responsibility, I will ask lawyer Zhang Mei to help me with the lawsuit. I'm leaving now. I have something to do."

"Doctor Mu, are you going to Yuanbei Elementary School?"

"Why should I go to Yuanbei Elementary School?"