A female coroner arrived at the Jingzhao Prefecture.

Chapter 214 Headless Female Corpse (8)

In fact, Mu Qingcheng was not confident that an autopsy could confirm whether the deceased had been drugged.

Because the types and ingredients of date rape drugs vary, the dosage varies, the time from when the drug is taken to when death occurs, whether the drug's effects have dissipated, and the user's resistance to the drug all affect the test results.

It's fair to say that this is a method that's better than nothing.

However, when she took the autopsy knife and cut open the deceased's chest cavity, the moment blood gushed out, apart from the coroner Tian, ​​the other three covered their mouths and noses and ran away!

Mu Qingcheng paused for a moment, then lowered her head and continued.

"It's alright, we'll have to get through this sooner or later." Counselor Tian remained calm, but a hint of worry appeared on his face as he thought of Song Shuyu. "Master Mu, will the lord be frightened?"

Mu Qingcheng reassured him, "It's alright, sir, you'll be fine after a while."

Having reached this point, the students were not yet mentally prepared and she could not teach them for the time being, so she quickened her pace.

The coroner, Tian, ​​walked over with the autopsy file. After Mu Qingcheng cut open the deceased's stomach, the two looked and smelled it together, then stared at each other in dismay.

The deceased's stomach contained only a small amount of undigested food and had no smell of sedatives.

Song Shuyu did not go back into the morgue. He was feeling nauseous and wanted to vomit. Song Li fed him half a bowl of water and two sour plums, which made him feel a little better.

Song Li felt a pang of heartache and kept muttering, "Master, in my opinion, you shouldn't try anymore. The aftereffects from your childhood are the hardest to cure. You need to overcome them psychologically first, and then try again..."

"You didn't faint this time, isn't that a big improvement?" Song Shuyu interrupted Song Li's nagging, rested his head on Song Li's shoulder, his handsome face pale and his tone much weaker, "Buy more pickled plums later, and ask Aunt Liu to sew me a mask that only shows my eyes. I'll try it a few more times, and maybe I'll be able to return to normal."

Song Li sighed silently. Why did he have to be so hard on himself?
"grown ups!"

Mu Qingcheng's calls could be faintly heard coming from the South Prison courtyard.

Song Shuyu straightened up instantly and waved his hand, saying, "Song Li, you should go back to the main courtyard first. Tell the kitchen to prepare something light for dinner, no meat dishes, just two bowls of vegetable porridge."

"Yes."

Song Li nodded and quickly disappeared just before Mu Qingcheng arrived.

"My lord!" Mu Qingcheng rushed over, her face slightly flushed and a thin layer of sweat on her forehead from running so fast. She looked Song Shuyu up and down and asked with concern, "How are you? Are you alright?"

Song Shuyu forced a smile, pretending to be fine. "It's nothing, I'm perfectly fine. What, are you worried about me?"

"Mmm." Mu Qingcheng didn't hide anything and openly showed her emotions to him. She said, "I was afraid you would faint outside, and I was also afraid that if you fainted, there would be no one around and we wouldn't be able to get you to the hospital in time. I was afraid something bad would happen to you."

There was indeed no one around, because after Song Shuyu ran out, he didn't want his subordinates to see him in such a vulnerable state, so he dismissed them and told them not to pass by here for the time being. So, he brazenly bent down, pulled her into his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "I really feel terrible, but I didn't faint. Qingcheng, tell me, didn't I do something right?"

Mu Qingcheng looked around and, seeing that no one had seen them, did not push him away. She gently stroked his back and comforted him, "There's no need to be strong when it comes to observing an autopsy. Not everyone can handle it. Even if you vomit or faint, it's normal. You don't need to force yourself, sir."

"No, I want to see. Now that I've taken the position of Prefect of the Capital, I can't just sit there doing nothing." Song Shuyu had his own principles. He took a deep breath and felt much more at ease.

Helpless, Mu Qingcheng could only instruct, "Don't eat greasy food or raw meat for the next two days. Eat small meals frequently and go to bed early and get up early."

"Lu Xun ruined my lunch. How about you have dinner with me as compensation?" Song Shuyu was delighted and took the opportunity to make the request.

Mu Qingcheng was in a dilemma, "My lord, this humble servant..."

However, before she could even begin to refuse, Song Shuyu cut her off, saying, "Let's go back to the Duke's mansion for dinner. Today is the Winter Solstice, I forgot. I can't leave Grandmother alone. Come with me, and you can chat with the maids while you're at it. Maybe it will help you find the source of the corpse."

“Uh…” Mu Qingcheng wanted to say that this was just his excuse, but when she lifted his handsome face and saw that he looked serious and earnest, as if he really cared about the case, she could only agree, “Alright, this subordinate will follow your orders, sir.”

Song Shuyu smiled suddenly, "It's a deal."

"Hmm." Mu Qingcheng nodded and said solemnly, "My lord, I examined the deceased's stomach and found no trace of sleeping pills. Moreover, the deceased had hardly eaten anything in the twelve hours before his death."

Upon hearing this, Song Shuyu was astonished. "You mean, the deceased consensually had sex with the man? Shortly after the act, she was beaten to death with sticks... So, her husband or lover is a prime suspect?"

"Yes!" Mu Qingcheng said, "Even if that man isn't the murderer, he's probably still connected to the victim's death! However..."

Seeing that she hesitated, Song Shuyu pressed her for an answer: "But what?"

"My lord said that if someone is being beaten haphazardly with sticks, the search should be shifted to ordinary people. However, I have carefully examined the deceased's hands. The skin is smooth, soft, and fair. Although it is not as delicate as a noble lady's hands, it is clearly not the hands of an ordinary girl, at least not the hands of someone who does rough work. Also, the deceased's feet show no signs of frostbite, cracks, or calluses, indicating that the deceased lived a comfortable life and had never experienced any hardship."

As Mu Qingcheng mentioned this, something suddenly flashed through her mind. She took Song Shuyu's hand and pulled him towards the morgue.

Song Shuyu was surprised by Mu Qingcheng's initiative. He didn't care if others saw them; ideally, everyone in the yamen would witness their intimacy. Then, she wouldn't be able to refuse him anymore and would have to take responsibility for him!

Unfortunately, the officials who came to and from the Southern Supervisory Office, adhering to the principle of strict discipline, all took a detour, and not a single one of them testified on behalf of Song Shuyu.

Back in the morgue, before Song Shuyu could even prepare herself mentally, Mu Qingcheng led her to the corpse!
Fortunately, the coroner, Tian, ​​had already stitched up Mu Qingcheng's dissected chest cavity.

When the coroner saw them barging in hand in hand, his eyes widened instantly, and his old face turned red with embarrassment. He didn't know whether to leave or stay!
"Coroner Tian, ​​turn the deceased over!"

Mu Qingcheng's excited words brought Tian, ​​the coroner, back to his senses. He did as instructed, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

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