Medical Examiner Can Revive the Dead-Chapter 331: Do You, a Corpse, Still Need to Use the Bathroom?

Chapter 331: Chapter 331: Do You, a Corpse, Still Need to Use the Bathroom?

From Haicheng to the city where the Special Ninth Bureau headquarters is located.

The flight takes nearly five hours.

This shows the vastness of the country Zhang Feng finds himself in after crossing over.

But during this time.

Qin Huan did not come to talk more with Zhang Feng!

She was clearly truly upset.

However, they have indeed all worked hard, having carried out such a major operation in the early hours.

By the time they returned to the hotel, dawn was breaking.

They slept for only about two to three hours, and then they had to set off for the headquarters of the Special Ninth Bureau.

Isn’t it comfortable to take a nap on the plane for those five hours of flight?

The plane isn’t large, apart from the pilot, the only ones on board are Guo Hao, Qin Huan, Ma Xiaotong, Lin Rui, and Zhang Feng.

As for the cargo hold with some stuff or maybe bodies, it’s not worth mentioning.

And the others from the Special Ninth Bureau, the affairs in Haicheng aren’t completely resolved yet, so they can’t leave.

Actually, when Qin Huan reported the results to her leaders at dawn, she received orders to stay in Haicheng and lead the Special Ninth Bureau team to wrap up the aftermath.

But wasn’t this because Qin Huan cared about Zhang Feng?

So she decided to follow Zhang Feng back to the headquarters.

Moreover, she hadn’t seen the gates of her Special Ninth Bureau headquarters for a long time, going back would be a nice chance to catch up with her colleagues.

And discuss with Zhang Feng on the plane how to deal with the issues from the Special Ninth Bureau leaders.

But isn’t Zhang Feng clueless?

Might as well sleep a bit longer herself.

Half an hour after the plane steadied its flight, the cabin fell silent.

On the Special Ninth Bureau’s private plane, each person had their own seat, so no one disturbed anyone else.

Guo Hao, Qin Huan, Lin Rui, all of them were already asleep.

Even Zhang Feng, with eyes closed, seemed to have drifted into dreamland.

Before crossing over, given Zhang Feng’s abilities, he genuinely didn’t need sleep at all.

However, in this world, Zhang Feng came to realize the joy of sleeping.

Without anything pressing to do, why not sleep a bit longer?

Of course, there was still one person not asleep.

Specifically, it was a ghost.

After all, as a vengeful ghost, Ma Xiaotong indeed doesn’t need sleep at all.

During the day, she can exist in a sort of dormant state.

But dormancy isn’t the same as sleep.

Without a body, a brain, or a heart, she feels no fatigue.

Seeing everyone on the plane sleeping, Ma Xiaotong was truly bored on her own.

She swayed from her seat and began wandering around the cabin.

Taking a look here, and a look there.

After all, Ma Xiaotong died twenty years ago.

Back then, let alone sitting on a plane, she hadn’t even seen one with her own eyes.

This opportunity only arose because of Zhang Feng.

Strictly speaking, it’s Ma Xiaotong’s third time on a plane.

The first time, she had just gained the ability to move freely under sunlight with Zhang Feng’s help, everything was nerve-wracking, so she didn’t get a chance to take in the sights of this new, giant iron bird.

The second time, Zhang Feng wasn’t there, and the cabin held only Guo Hao.

Though she was less nervous, Guo Hao was very tense.

So she decided to stay put and not roam around.

This third time, the opportunity finally arrived—there were no outsiders on the plane, no one was afraid of her, plus everyone was asleep, so no one would ridicule her manner like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

Thus, daringly she began to wander about the plane.

Looking over here, examining over there.

Taking occasional glances out the windows.

The pure, white snow-like clouds outside made Ma Xiaotong want to lie upon those soft fluffy clouds and bask in the sunlight.

Soon enough, Ma Xiaotong, while wandering, reached the back of the cabin, arriving at a spot that looked like a hallway:

"Eh? Why is there a little room here? Is it a bedroom?"

Knowing nothing, Ma Xiaotong wasn’t mindful of any signs, as curiosity led her slowly to open the sliding door before her.

"Oh~"

"So this is a bathroom!"

Indeed, planes, trains, high-speed rail, should all have bathrooms—perfectly normal.

Looking at the white toilet, the clean floor, and the sink, Ma Xiaotong innocently remarked:

"This plane is big, the bathroom is definitely large too. With all this space, a bed could fit in here."

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Actually, airplane bathrooms aren’t that spacious, but since the plane was specially dispatched by the Special Ninth Bureau, only a few people were onboard; that extra space had to be utilized somehow.

So...

So why did Ma Xiaotong’s gray pupils suddenly brighten with a peculiar light?

She then slowly stepped out of the bathroom, turned slightly, her gaze immediately fixating on Zhang Feng seated at the front, savoring the sweetness of slumber.

And without hesitation, she advanced towards Zhang Feng.

At this point, Zhang Feng was nearly unconscious.

The feeling of sleep was truly delightful.

But amidst this pleasant rest, why was his nose feeling a bit ticklish?

Zhang Feng furrowed his eyebrows slightly and opened his eyes slowly.

His thoughts, still foggy, soon cleared as he saw Ma Xiaotong standing beside him, gently brushing her silky hair against his nose.

The drowsy Zhang Feng mumbled:

"Have we arrived yet?"

His eyelids still struggled against him, though Ma Xiaotong’s voice had already reached his ears:

"Bro, could you help me? I don’t know how to use the bathroom on this plane."

Not know how to use it?

Indeed.

Having died twenty years ago, modern high-tech bathrooms might indeed need some guidance.

"Alright."

Zhang Feng mumbled, standing up in a daze, stretching lazily, yawning, then tenderly ruffling Ma Xiaotong’s hair:

"Let’s go, I’ll show you."

"Thank you, brother!" Ma Xiaotong’s icy voice sounded so crisp.

Zhang Feng also shook his head with a smile; his sister needed to be pampered.

And so, still in a daze, Zhang Feng followed Ma Xiaotong into the plane’s bathroom.

Then, Zhang Feng yawned and said:

"Tell me what you don’t understand, I’ll teach you."

Though Zhang Feng seldom flew as a traveler, he still knew what he needed to know.

But at that moment.

"Kachak!" Ma Xiaotong suddenly turned and locked the sliding bathroom door.

Zhang Feng was startled:

"Why did you lock the door?"

Ma Xiaotong’s innocent voice emerged:

"Oh, is this locking the door? I didn’t know~"

She said it like it was genuine, Zhang Feng helplessly shook his head, now that she knew, he shrugged:

"Are you planning to use the toilet? Let me tell you, this toilet is smart; it only requires..."

When he reached this point, Zhang Feng’s voice abruptly halted.

"Shoo!" In an instant, Zhang Feng turned to Ma Xiaotong, issuing a soul-searching inquiry:

"Wait a minute! You’re a corpse, do you even need the toilet?!"

Oh, my dear Zhang Feng, you’ve finally caught on.

However, facing him, Ma Xiaotong, with her head slightly raised, looked into Zhang Feng’s eyes and softly said:

"I don’t need the toilet, but I want to snuggle!"

"Gasp—" A sharp intake of breath filled Zhang Feng’s lungs instantly.

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