Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 189: The Great Wei Chief Justice

He came to Luoyang empty-handed and took a beautiful young girl away with him. Although the whole Henan Province was changed in the process, the biggest gain for Xia Lin was probably helping Lao Zhang restore his reputation.

Of course, there is also a skilled coroner.

The three of them sat in the carriage, and the wheels rumbled towards Yanmen Pass. Old Zhang was already sleeping like a dead pig beside them, but Xia Lin noticed that Dong Niang on the opposite side was looking at Old Zhang lying there the whole time, with no emotion in her eyes, as if she was looking at a corpse.

"You've seen him all the way. Does he have any problems?"

"He has been lying in this position for two hours. If he doesn't move, corpse spots will appear on the side that is pressed. One hour in summer and two hours in winter. This is an important way for coroners to determine the time of death. If he is still alive, his left hand should be numb. If he is pressed for another hour or two, it will probably be broken."

puff……

No wonder she didn't look like a living person, it turned out that she was treating Lao Zhang as a corpse and was simulating reasoning. Xia Lin raised his foot and kicked Lao Zhang in the butt.

Old Zhang uttered an "ah" and sat up. He rubbed his eyes and shook his arms as he looked at Xia Lin: "Huh?"

"Get up and go back to sleep." Xia Lin pointed at Dong Niang and said, "The coroner said that if you continue to sleep, you will get corpse spots."

Old Zhang was feeling sleepy at the moment, so he had no energy to listen to Xia Lin's nagging. He muttered something and cursed, then turned over, changed his position and continued to sleep.

After a few breaths, he started snoring again. Xia Lin looked up at Dong Niang and said, "Come to think of it, when Magistrate Jia called you over, why did you dare to let him wait? Weren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid. I respect the gods and ghosts in my profession. The heaven and earth and the gods and ghosts are greater than the county magistrate." Dong Niang's eyes dropped, and her voice was still cold: "He dare not do anything to me."

Xia Lin laughed and shook his head: "You young people really don't know how to live or die."

After hearing what Xia Lin said, Dong Niang raised her head and looked at him: "Why? Isn't it true?"

"Yes, you are right. But if he really wants to do something to you, you won't even have tears to cry. He was polite because I asked for you. If you treated him like this in any other matter, he would have a hundred ways to kill you." Xia Lin leaned over and took a sip of water from his glass. "Of course, it's not your fault. You, who deal with corpses every day, don't understand the ways of the world. Let me tell you this, if I wasn't afraid that you would be killed by him, I would have ignored you the moment you said you didn't come with me. I really think it would be a pity if you were done to for nothing."

Dong Niang's eyes were full of question marks at this moment. She looked at Xia Lin with a confused face. She actually couldn't understand what Xia Lin said, after all, she had not experienced it personally.

"Come on, you won't understand even if I tell you. Just open your eyes and see the world."

After Xia Lin finished speaking, he also sat there and closed his eyes to rest. After all, it would take six or seven days to travel these eight hundred miles. Life on the road would not be comfortable, so the best way was to keep quiet and save energy.

But Dong Niang kept thinking about Xia Lin's words. She felt that what she did was not wrong. Why did it seem as if everything she did was wrong in the mouth of the boy opposite her?

As she thought, she looked at Xia Lin sitting opposite her. As she watched, she began to simulate the dissection. She first cut from the throat, followed the midline of the sternum all the way to the navel, and cut a diagonal line on each side of the navel, so that the abdominal cavity could be opened. Then she checked for bleeding, then checked for poisoning, and then checked if the organs were diseased. Then she used a small axe to split the middle of the sternum, checked the heart and lungs, and checked if there was bleeding or poisoning. If there was none, she would sew it up with needle and thread...

As she was thinking, she entered a state of meditation. At this moment, Xia Lin slightly opened his eyes and looked at her. Seeing her eyes and the words she was mumbling, he was shocked: "Hey, have you already stabbed me on both sides?"

But Dong Niang did not react, she just muttered softly: "Use a saw to open the skull, peel off the cortex, and carefully observe the blood spots. If there are blood spots, observe their size. If they are hit, they will be broken into lines, and if they are collapsed, they will be connected into pieces. If they are as fine and dense as snowflakes, then the person will be paralyzed..."

"Hey Hey hey!!!"

Xia Lin waved his hands vigorously in front of Dong Niang: "Don't take it apart! If you take it apart again, you can't put it back together!"

Dong Niang finally came back to her senses. Her eyes were dull as ever. She looked up at Xia Lin for a long time, muttering, "How come he's still alive..."

"What do you mean by how come he's still alive? He was alive to begin with." Xia Lin groaned, "Please, don't bring occupational diseases into your life. It's scary."

Dong Niang doesn't laugh. At least, Xia Lin hasn't seen her laugh in the past day or so. You have to know that the person sitting opposite her is the ceiling of the comedy world in Wei, Zhang Zhongchun. People who can listen to Lao Zhang's nonsense for thirty sentences without laughing are rare in the world. But Lao Zhang and Xia Lin chatted all the way yesterday. If it were someone else, they would probably laugh so hard that they would twitch, but Dong Niang's face was expressionless the whole time.

It was like the three-no-one character in anime, but even more extreme, because a normal three-no-one girl wouldn't just sit there and start tearing people down. But as long as she sat there with her eyes fixed, it meant that she had already started tearing people down, either Lao Zhang or Xia Lin.

"By the way, why are you called Dong Niang? Don't you have a name?" "I was adopted by my master in winter, so I'm called Dong Niang." Dong Niang looked up at Xia Lin, then quickly looked away: "I have no name or surname."

"You're talking nonsense." Xia Lin spat. "Looking at you like that, I know you must be hiding something. Otherwise, why would you dodge? You've torn me apart seven or eight times. How old were you when you were adopted?"

"Eight years old."

"Eight years old. You are nineteen this year. Eleven years ago. Let me think about it. Eleven years ago was the sixth year of Hongbao. The winter of the sixth year of Hongbao, um..."

Xia Lin's mind began to search for cases in previous years like a high-speed machine. "Eight years old, in Luoyang in winter. That year, the capital had not yet been moved and there was no disaster, which means that you were not a refugee from outside. Your Majesty is kind and believes in Buddhism. He has his own Shanfo Hall in Luoyang City to take in orphans, so you are not an ordinary orphan. So you are a runaway from a certain family. Let me think about it. That year, the weather was good and the country was peaceful and the people were safe. There were only two major cases. One was the Zhujia rebellion case involving the Hongnong Yang family, and the other was the gang case of Feng Mao, the then Minister of Personnel. Both families were confiscated and exiled. Among them, Feng Mao's family of 47 people were killed by bandits on the way to exile. Ah, according to this character map, you should be the only daughter of the second son of the former Minister Feng Mao. There is a record of you in the Ministry of Justice, saying that the second son and only daughter of the Feng family were lost in chaos. So Minister Feng is your grandfather, and Feng Zhiwen, the then Luoyang Schoolmaster, is your father. Right, Miss Feng."

Hearing these words, Dong Niang's hand instinctively reached for the sword at her waist. The sword was almost unsheathed but Xia Lin kicked it back.

"Do you really think that I got my position as a fifth-rank official at the age of twenty by flattering others?" Xia Lin leaned over and easily took away her knife and threw it aside: "I can't believe it, Miss Feng really endures humiliation."

Dong Niang finally showed an expression at this moment. She stared at Xia Lin and glanced at the sword on the ground from time to time.

"Oh my, that's not necessary." Xia Lin waved her hands. "I'm not interested in your identity. I'm just making a bold guess. But it's not easy for you. An eight-year-old girl has to face the world alone. But you didn't say a word. I can't do that. I admire you."

"Then why do you know it so clearly?"

"I have a photographic memory. Haven't you heard of me? I'm Xia Lin, the most talented scholar in Wei."

Dong Niang shook her head silently: "I haven't heard of it."

Xia Lin stroked his forehead and said, "It's over. I'm still not famous enough..."

Dong Niang looked him up and down, still somewhat worried, but Xia Lin crossed his legs at this moment: "Don't worry, I am attracted to you as a person, not your identity. Whether you are a bandit or the descendant of a criminal, it has nothing to do with me."

At this moment, Dong Niang narrowed her eyes and looked at Xia Lin. The vigilance in her eyes was even stronger. Seeing her expression, Xia Lin felt that he had said something ambiguous, so he quickly corrected her: "I was wrong. It should be your skills that I am interested in. It has nothing to do with other things."

Seeing that Dong Niang was still very alert, Xia Lin continued, "In the future, you should stay by my side and be a coroner. I will definitely be patrolling the country for a long time. You should follow me quietly. After I am reinstated, I plan to open a coroner... no, a forensic doctor training class."

"Forensic doctor?"

"Yes, a forensic doctor. They are a very powerful type of doctor. Doctors take care of the living, coroners take care of the dead, and forensic doctors take care of both the living and the dead."

When she heard this, Dong Niang's eyes widened: "Really?"

"Nonsense, why would I lie to you? Pick up the sword."

But Dong Niang didn't move, and Xia Lin frowned: "I told you to pick up the sword!"

Dong Niang was frightened and quickly went over to pick up the sword and held it in her arms. Xia Lin chuckled at her expression and said, "Just follow me quietly. Good days are ahead. If you dare to mess around, you will be tortured to death. Do you know about torture?"

As expected, Dong Niang did not act up again on the journey afterwards, but quietly followed him north.

Because a war had just ended, there were corpses everywhere on the roadside. Looking at the frozen blue-gray corpses, Xia Lin felt a little nauseous, but Dong Niang was extremely excited. She asked several times to move a corpse to the carriage for her experiment.

But Xia Lin rejected him every time. After all...right, it's not so good.

"Hey, you'll have things to do in the spring, so can you please not disgust me with the corpse now?"

(End of this chapter)