Facing Lu Chuan's concern, Yang Lin shook his head with difficulty.
Even though he had seen a lot of corpses during crime scene investigation courses at school.
And while studying the process of body decomposition, he had also seen many extremely rotten corpse forms.
But pictures are just pictures, and the scene is the scene.
Pictures are not three-dimensional, and they do not have a gory smell.
But this scene was different.
With just one glance, Yang Lin felt his stomach churn constantly, wanting to vomit.
He even already threw up a mouthful, which he forced back down.
As far as Yang Lin was concerned, being able to work in the Crime Scene Investigation office of the Criminal Investigation Team.
It wasn't because his ability was particularly outstanding.
At the Huaguang Street Police Station, there were three officers who joined at the same time as him.
Four people joined the year before him, two of whom also studied crime scene investigation.
