1251: C1251 Holmes Chen

C1251 Holmes Chen

"Wow! This is Milan Cathedral, much more spectacular than on TV. It's really beautiful. If we can hold a wedding here, then we will have nothing else to ask for in this lifetime! "

When a group of young people stood in the central square of Milan, Zhao Xue looked at the famous cathedral in front of her and put on an intoxicated expression. She could not help but mutter to herself like a lovestruck fool.

Seeing that this girl was too lovestruck, Chi Hong who was by her side directly pushed her away.

"Xue Er is lovestruck again. Go find your lover. How about, we can ask if we can rent a wedding dress nearby and directly hold a wedding between the two of you here!"

Zhao Xue directly leaned towards Chi Hong and started to act coquettishly.

"She just said it and Sister Hong makes fun of her. To be honest, I really did not expect that I would personally come to the place to meet her. " Of course, we should be more grateful to Mr. Sheh Naite. Without him bringing us here, we wouldn't have the chance to visit this church. "

Dean Sheh Naite heard a few beautiful Chinese girls mention their names. Needless to say, they were thanking him for bringing them here. It could also be considered as some kind of special care. After all, due to the epidemic, the cathedral had been closed for many days. It was rarely open to the public. As an old friend of Archbishop Florence here, He came to see his old friends, of course, and brought the young men with him.

After all, Chen Qun had completed two surgeries flawlessly, and the patient had recovered very well. After two days of observation, he confirmed that Thomas was recovering at an astonishing speed. He was relieved. He brought the young people to see the most famous building in the city. It was a way to express his feelings.

Moreover, with Thomas and Hilton's quick replies, he had received a lot of bookings from well-informed people. He decided to call all the people who were looking for Chen Qun for surgery to Charlot Hospital. When Chen Qun returned, he would perform the surgery together with them.

However, everyone had a strong background to be able to find Chen Qun through Thomas and Hilton. In addition, it was not an emergency rescue, so he was not in a hurry. He asked those people to discuss the surgery with his private doctor.

Chen Qun's two surgeries had made a small mistake. A few newspapers reported that Professor Rotruff had completed the exclusive surgery performed by remote surgery. It was a big deal. The next morning, at the press conference, Professor Rotruff clarified the fact that he had not completed the surgery. It was another miracle created by God's Beloved. The real killer was the Chinese doctor who completed the world's women's skid champion, Lillian's face changing surgery.

Compared to the sensation caused by Chen Qun, the thesis published by Koo Ning had turned into a paper paper. It did not cause any sensation overseas. It only spread the news in a small circle.

Dean Sheh Naite knew one thing more. Da Vinci Robotic Arm's parent company was going to ask Chen Qun to be the spokesperson for their mechanic hand, but Chen Qun rejected it. After walking around for a long time, Neo Company directly requested Alisa to be the spokesperson for the advertisement.

Alisa directly agreed with a smile and immediately sent a message to Houzyou Yangling who was thousands of miles away.

"We have become enemies. Da Vinci Mechanical Hand V Hand of God, let's see who can win."

Houzyou Yangling did not take this news to heart when she saw it because she knew that the Asian people were always somewhat out of place in Europe. Chen Qun was a traditional scholar, and he would never cooperate with Western companies.

Besides, she wasn't worried about the world at all. There were others who could complete the Rotrov cardiovascular surgery with the Robotic Arm, let alone remote operations. If they were to learn Chen Qun's Eastern surgical method and use the Computer Program to control the robotic arm to complete the surgery, it would be virtually impossible to accomplish.

No matter how good Chen Qun's skills were, no matter how talented Dongfang Wenxin was in the programming field, she would not be able to break the shackles of the laws of physics and directly create an artificial intelligence.

Before artificial intelligence was created, there was no possibility of automating all Robotic Arms. This was Chen Qun's opinion and also his father's final explanation.

Alisa had big breasts and no brains, but she did not think as much as the heir of a tycoon. At this time, she could only drag her father and walk towards the side door of the cathedral. She wanted to introduce the history of this cathedral to her colleagues as a wise horse.

However, just as she reached the door, she smelled a familiar scent. Then, she saw a few policemen at the door pulling up a cordon, as if they were interrogating something.

Archbishop Florence was a short old man in his sixties. He wore traditional priest attire and stood at the door. When he saw them coming over, he immediately went up to Sheh Naite and explained the situation to him.

"I'm very sorry. There was a murder in the church. I'm afraid I can't accompany you anymore, old friend!"

A group of people stood at the side door. Through the door, they could see a person hanging upside down above the altar. There was a cross on his back and a large pool of blood on the ground.

Just as Chen Qun looked at it, he heard the sound of a broken system.

"Special mission: Holmes, use your rich medical knowledge to find the cause of death of the deceased and find the murderer. " Difficulty: 1 gold star, 30 minutes! "Special Skill Reward: "One, good luck!"

Chen Qun turned his eyes and found that there were many scaffolding beside the altar of the church. It should be repairing the ancient building so that the murderer could have the facilities to climb the building and hang the dead man in the air above the church. Even from far away, he could smell the smell of blood.

Just when he was in a daze, he heard a middle-aged man dressed like a lieutenant put down the phone and said to the short old man dressed like a priest. He waved his hand to signal the police to come over and stop them from standing at the door to continue watching.

Although Chen Qun did not understand what the middle-aged lieutenant was saying, a line of words appeared on the diagnostic panel at the corner of his eye.

"Damn traffic jam. The forensic doctor will be here in an hour. Stay alert and drive out all irrelevant people."

The broken system had clearly asked him to find a way to pretend to be a forensic doctor. That was why it had specially translated this sentence for him. If he didn't understand the intention of the broken system, he might as well buy a piece of tofu and knock himself to death.1

In an instant, Chen Qun had an idea. He stared at the dead man from afar and suddenly went forward to recommend himself to the inspector in English.

"Mr. Police, we are visiting doctors. We looked at the dead man in a strange way. He seemed to have been bled to death by an anatomical method that appeared in the Middle Ages. Can you ask?" Chen Qun asked. 'Are there forty-four wounds on him?'

Chen Qun saw the inspector's eyebrows jump as he spoke. He knew that the inspector could understand English. He had made the right bet.

But to find the murderer in half an hour? Wasn't this forcing him to be Holmes Chen?

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