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Considering San Niang's identity, it is a wise choice to perform an autopsy at night.

Jin Haoqin thought for a moment, raised his head, and whispered to Jin Zi: "So, San Niang, go and get ready!"

Jin Zi responded and drank the tea in the cup before slowly getting up and walking into the house.

To go out for an autopsy, it is necessary to spend some words to convince Zhuang's mother.

Jin Zi organized the language in his head, and after changing his clothes, he waited for Zhuang's mother to enter the room.

To Jin Jin's surprise, Zhuang's mother didn't stop him this time. She just put a peace talisman on Jin Jin's neck, her eyes were full of worry, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Lady, this is the old slave's previous visit." You wear the peace talisman you obtained in the temple. That place is an evil place after all, so it is not suitable to stay for a long time. After you have inspected it, come back sooner!"

There is a faint mist in the golden amber eyes, only mother Zhuang can take care of herself, love herself, and tolerate herself like a loving mother.

How well should she know herself?

Knowing how stubborn her temper is, she didn't say anything...

Jin Zi nodded, stretched out his arms to hug Bao Zhuang's mother, and promised, "I'll be right back after the inspection, don't worry, Mom!"

When he walked out of the room, there was no sign of Jin Haoqin in the yard.

Jin Jin looked around, and his eyes fell on Xiaoxiao.

"Miss, Ah Lang said to let the lady change her clothes and go to the second door. He will wait for you there!" Xiaoxiao replied.

Jin Jin hummed, picked up the toolbox, and walked out of Qingfengyuan slowly.

Yuan Qingqing watched Jin Zi's back disappear at the gate of the courtyard, turned her head suspiciously and asked, "Sister Xiaoxiao, why didn't my lady take you there?"

Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and did not answer. She understood what the lady meant.She walked to the low table and sat down, picked up the colored rope that the lady had just woven halfway through, and said, "Qingqing, let's continue weaving..."

Yuan Qingqing came back to her senses, smiled heartlessly, and replied: "Okay, give this to me when you've compiled it!"

Jin Jin wore a long black narrow-sleeved robe and a pukutou on his head. He lowered his head and quickened his pace towards the second gate.Along the way, I ran into a few little girls, all of them bowed their heads, thinking that Alang was the only one who could come in and out of the inner house freely, so he stepped aside respectfully.

The black robe brought up a gust of wind in his sleeves, and the little girls waited for them to go away.Only then followed the figure to look, the figure from the back under the night.There is a faint halo, hazy and thin.

When Jin Zi walked to the second door, the brown lacquered wooden door was slightly ajar, and she stepped out cautiously, only to find that outside, Jin Haoqin had already prepared the carriage and was sitting on the shaft waiting for her.

It turned out that he was just one step ahead.It's for the car.

With a slight smile, Jin Zi put his hand in Jin Haoqin's open palm.Leap onto the shaft with your strength.

"Have you sat still? My brother is leaving!" Jin Haoqin's voice was deliberately lowered from outside.

Jin Zi sat huddled in the carriage, and responded lightly: "En!"

The carriage ran all the way, the scenery outside the window quickly receded, and the noise gradually faded away.Jin Jin closed his eyes, and all he filtered in his mind was information about this case, and his fair fingers tapped the bamboo mat beneath him again and again.

The speed of the car slowed down, and the carriage stopped in front of Yizhuang Gate.

For some reason, the moonlight that was still as clear as practice in the Qingfengyuan just now became a little hazy.The light outside the gate of Yizhuang is not bright, only two dark white lanterns swaying in the night wind, the shadows of the trees in front of the gate are flickering, a gust of wind blows by, rustling, and the mottled reflections on the ground are like claws waving by ghosts, Against the background, Yizhuang became more and more eerie.

Jin Zi calmly got out of the carriage, and Jin Haoqin had already stepped forward and knocked on the gate of Yizhuang.

After a while, with a noise like an old man coughing, the mottled wooden door of Yizhuang opened, and a black head poked out, asking hoarsely, "Who is it?"

"It's me!" Jin Haoqin said seriously.

Ah Hai saw the person coming, and his face was pleasantly surprised. Of course, the surprise was not relative to Jin Haoqin, but because of Jin Zi.

"Mr. Jin Lang is here?! Are you coming... for an autopsy?" Ah Hai glanced at the toolbox in Jin Jin's hand and asked excitedly.

"Yes!" Jin Zi walked up the steps and smiled lightly.

Ah Hai hurriedly stepped aside, raised his hand and said to Jin Zi and Jin Haoqin, "Come in!"

After Jin Jin entered Zhuangzi, he discovered that there were so many coffins in Yizhuang that it was frightening.It was dark and neatly parked, and beside each coffin, there was an incense table, and the sandalwood incense rose up, which looked very strange in the dark night.

Although Jin Haoqin is a public figure, but he ran to a place with so many coffins in the middle of the night, he couldn't help feeling a little hairy. He secretly admired A Hailai, and it was difficult for him to guard the Yizhuang in peace.

"San Niang, are you afraid?" Jin Haoqin leaned closer to Jin Zi. He actually wanted to show off his elder brother's tall image by asking. In her arms, she comforted her softly: "Brother is here, Sanniang, don't be afraid...

Jin Zi raised his eyes to look at him, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and smiled brightly, "I don't do anything wrong on weekdays, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. What do I have to be afraid of?"

Jin Haoqin's face flushed instantly, and he reluctantly replied: "It makes sense!"

Ah Hai lit up all the lights in the Yizhuang, and the dark Zhuangzi suddenly became brighter.

"Which coffin belongs to Song Langjun?" Jin Zi asked.

Ah Hai put away the fire bag, walked over, pointed to the brand new pear wood coffin on the left side of Jin Zi and said: "This is the corpse of Mr. Song Lang!"

Jin Jin glanced at Zhuangzi and found a large wooden board piled up in the corner of the wall, so he ordered Ah Hai to fetch the wooden board, put it on two benches, and spread a white cloth on it.

"Open the lid of the coffin!" Jin Jin said.

Ah Hai responded, and with a light push, the coffin lid slid down.

The case isn't closed yet, so.Song Langjun's coffin can't be sealed yet, but because there are many corpses in the village, the air pollution is too serious. In addition to putting an ice basin in the village, the coffin can only be covered.

The weather is hotter, and the result after covering it is to accelerate the speed of the body.

A foul-smelling smell rushed out as the lid was pushed open, and Jin Jin asked the two of them to step back and open the box.Take out the ginger slices and put them on the bottom of the tongue, apply sesame oil on the mouth and nose, put on a mask, light the saponins and herb, and start the autopsy process.

After Jin Zi armed himself, he glanced at the two of them.Let them do it themselves and follow the steps she just did.

"Put on the gloves, then move the body out and put it on a wooden board. I'm going to start the inspection!" Jin Jin ordered while putting on the blouse.

Jin Haoqin and Ah Hai responded.He walked to the side of the coffin and bowed to the corpse.He whispered: "We are here to help you find the murderer, no wonder!"

The corpse was carried out, and Jin Zi stepped forward to take a look, his eyes behind the mask were heavy.

Fortunately, strictly speaking, this corpse can only be regarded as a moderate suicide.

It seems that Song Langjun is really eager to avenge his grievances!

Jin Jin asked Ah Hai to help remove the robe from the corpse.Jin Haoqin stood aside, staring blankly at the black, unrecognizable corpse that had been filled with the gas and turned into a giant.I just feel that my scalp is numb and the hairs all over my body stand on end!

White maggots had begun to grow from the mouth and nose of the corpse.

After the human body dies, the human body gas will start to be produced from the face and the gaping chest cavity, and finally spread to the lower limbs. Therefore, no matter how handsome and beautiful, how perfect and slim the figure was before death, it will be filled with human body gas after death. A hideous monster...

Jin Jin began to check the corpse form. According to the giant view of the corpse, Song Langjun should have died four days ago, and the time of death was probably between midnight and early morning.

There are large areas of corpse spots on the back of the corpse.

The principle of plaque formation is that after the heart stops beating, the blood loses its circulation power, flows along the blood vessels to the lower parts of the corpse, and accumulates in the uncompressed blood vessels in the lower parts, and then the red blood cells rupture and dissolve, and the red pigment penetrates and diffuses around the blood vessels. Tissue, a purplish-red patch that appears on the skin.

Apparently, Song Langjun kept lying flat from the time he fell to the ground from the poisonous hair until the body was found the next day. That's why his corpse spots accumulated on his back.

Jin Jin carefully checked the watch of the corpse, and just as Uncle Miao said, there were no external injuries on the surface of the corpse.

"Get ready to dissect!" Jin Zi said.

Ah Hai looked excited, and he waited for Jin Jin to say this.

Jin Zi took out the glossy scalpel from the box and held it in his hand, feeling very familiar and comfortable.

Concentrating on it, she began to incision in the middle of the neck of the corpse, and then peeled off the skin, subcutaneous layer and muscles under the neck layer by layer...

Ah Hai concentrated on watching the movements of Jin Zi's hands, those hands were like a pair of agile butterflies.

"There is no bleeding or swelling under the skin of the neck!" Jin Jin's voice was muffled. He picked up the tweezers, grabbed some black things from the esophagus, and put them on the plain cloth aside. action.

Jin Haoqin looked at the neck that was completely cut and stripped by Jin Jin, his face was pale, his stomach twitched, he covered his mouth, and ran towards the back hall of Yizhuang...

The dissection of the neck found nothing suspicious, and there was no subcutaneous bleeding in the lower jaw, indicating that Song Langjun had never been coerced or forcibly injected with poison.

Jin Zi was stunned, and looked back at the black residue on the plain cloth, which was just taken out of the esophagus.

Ah Hai was also looking at it, he raised his eyebrows, and said: "Jin Langjun, this black thing should be food residue, judging from the shape, it should be a vegetable leaf..."

Jin Jin hummed and said, "Look at the situation in the abdominal cavity!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she held the scalpel and cut a small incision in Song Lang's abdomen.

A strong breath overflowed from the abdominal cavity, and Jin Zi hurriedly raised his hand to let Ah Hai back away.

Jin Zi didn't see Jin Haoqin at the scene, so he walked towards the inner hall with his hands behind his back, just in time to see Jin Haoqin squatting on the corridor, vomiting acid water.

Suddenly, a faint joy spread in Jin Jin's chest. Although this gloating attitude made Jin Zi slightly despise him, it was so refreshing to see Jin Haoqin embarrassing...

"Are you okay?" Jin Jin asked with a smile.

Hearing the voice, Jin Haoqin suddenly turned his head, picked up the handkerchief and hurriedly wiped the corner of his mouth, and said in embarrassment: "It's okay..."

"Sanniang, have you finished the autopsy?" Jin Haoqinchi asked.

"No, I'm going to open my stomach! I'll go in after the gas dissipates!" Jin Zi deliberately emphasized the word "opening the abdomen".

Jin Zi's cherry lips covered under the mask raised high, and he based his happiness on Jin Haoqin's pain. It turned out that this feeling was so refreshing!

It's so cool...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)