Xia Dong and Hua Ming squinted their eyes and leaned over to see what it was.

A thin thread fiber loomed in the blazing white light, very subtle, Xia Dong and Hua Ming had to squint their eyes to see closer.

Ye Fan didn't use a flashlight, she didn't use a microscope, how did she just find out that there was this thing in the deceased's mouth?

The two of them stared at the thin line, but they were not surprised to find anything, but looked at Ye Fan in surprise.

And Ye Fan turned his wrist slightly, and said: "There are blood stains on the thin line, if this thin line is not owned by the clothes on the deceased, then it may be the murderer." ”

After a pause, he looked up at Xia Dong, his dark eyes shining like two black gems, and his voice hidden in the mask was slightly raised: "Hong Yi may hurt the murderer." ”

As a result, after listening to her words, Xia Dong paused for a while and said, "How can you see such a subtle thing so clearly." ”

After speaking, he turned around and picked up the microscope and leaned over, and sure enough, under the microscope, there was a trace of blood red on the thin line.

As soon as he saw Xia Dong's expression, Hua Ming knew that what Ye Fan said was true, he turned his head to stare at her clear eyebrows, and suddenly didn't know what expression he should make and what kind of mood he should have.

Put the thin thread away, wait for it to be taken to the technical laboratory for inspection, and then compare it with the clothes worn by the deceased Hong Yi that night, as well as the clothes of the two women who had intimate contact with him, if they are not theirs, it is very likely that the murderer fell.

This thin line was found between the deceased's teeth, and Ye Fan examined the inside of the mouth more carefully and carefully, especially between the teeth, but unfortunately except for the thin line, there was no other direction, and there was no blood.

"There are no traces of bleeding from the wound in the deceased's mouth, and if the thin line is dropped by the murderer, the blood on it is very likely to be the murderer's, but unfortunately there is only a trace and the DNA cannot be extracted. Ye Fan said politely while clamping the deceased's jaw, his gaze sweeping inch by inch in his mouth.

"Hmm. Xia Dong couldn't say anything other than nodding.

Ye Fan's hand clamping the deceased's jaw went down, suddenly stopped on the deceased's throat, pressed it gently, and said in a slight tone: "There seems to be something in the throat tube?"

As she spoke, she cracked the dead man's mouth again, her gaze reaching deep into her throat.

"How? What do you see?" Xia Dong couldn't help but lean over and asked, in order not to let himself be stimulated too much, he shone the small flashlight very cooperatively, well, in this way, he could tell himself that Ye Fan's young man had good eyes, not some pervert.

"It's too deep to see, and you'll have to cut your throat to make sure. Ye Fan straightened up and shook her head, although her six senses were beyond ordinary people, they were not yet to the point of being able to see through, but she believed in the touch under her fingertips, there was definitely a foreign body in the throat of the deceased.

Xia Dong stretched out his hand and touched the throat of the deceased, but he didn't find anything, but he believed that since Ye Fan said so, it would never be a target.

"The autopsy will have to wait until tomorrow when the family comes to identify the body and ask for their consent, and then go through the formalities before we can move. Xia Dong withdrew his hand, frowned on his brow exposed outside the mask, and said: "Hong Yi is a member of the Lucheng Hong family, if his family does not agree to the autopsy, I am afraid that he will not be able to move." ”

"Would agree. Ye Fan said lightly, not to say that Hong Wuxing trusted her, just to say that Hong Wukun, now for him, the only thing he wants to do is to find out the murderer of Hong Yi.

Half an hour later, Ye Fan finished a detailed autopsy.

Xia Dong and Hua Ming left the dissection room first and went to help with live evidence for people who had contact with Hong Yi in Shenghao tonight, or people who were in suspicious places.

Ye Fan was alone in the dissection room doing the finishing work, she stood up straight, packing up her tools, a scalpel in her hand, reflecting a sharp cold light in the incandescent light.

The temperature in the dissection room has always been very low, and with the corpses in place, there is always a creepy and eerie feeling.

At this moment, a cold wind broke off on the ground of the closed dissection room, lifting the white robe on Ye Fan's body, blowing the bangs above her eyebrows, and the already low temperature suddenly dropped a few points.

If Xia Dong and Hua Ming were here, they would definitely be frightened by this strange situation.

When people dare to forensically treat, except for Ye Fan, they are generally atheists, and if they encounter a terrible incident in the dissection room, they will definitely leave a shadow in the future.

Just like Chu Yichen, how young and promising a forensic doctor he used to be, he was reshaped by Ye Fan when he was performing an autopsy on Zhao Rui, and he delayed for two months before he dared to do dissection work alone in the dissection room again.

Because of this, he often asked Ye Fanqiu on WeChat to settle accounts, and for a while, Ye Fan pretended not to be there as soon as he saw his information, blocked the group of three, and even installed a card network during video chatting.

There was something strange in the dissection room, Ye Fan's eyebrows didn't move, and he was still doing the aftermath slowly and methodically.

After sorting out all the tools, she took off her gloves, changed the ten fingers of her hands, formed a mysterious and complex magic seal, and said silently: "...... God has an edict, so that I can be psychic, knock open the gate of heaven, the nine orifices are bright, the heaven and the earth, the sun and the moon, illuminate my body, quickly open the door, change the soul and turn into a god, and be as urgent as the law. ”

The sound fell, the index finger and middle finger crossed the eyes together, and the dark eyes were crossed by a bright golden light, as far as the eye could see, in front of the dissecting table, a tall man covered in red fruits left his feet on the ground, floating like rootless duckweed.

After receiving the memory fragments of Ye Zu in her previous life, Ye Fan not only had more bits and pieces of getting along with the little black cat in her previous life, but also many powerful high-level spells, according to her estimate, if she didn't have these memory fragments, she would unlock the bloodline transmission record with her cultivation progress, and if she wanted to learn these spells, she would at least have to cultivate the Dao Yuan Jue to more than five layers.

And these advanced techniques were just the introductory foundation for Ye Zu's cultivation when he was a child in his previous life, so one can imagine how brilliant and terrifying the cultivation world was in the Fa-rectification era.

What Ye Fan is performing at this moment is the Dao Yuan Eye Opening Technique, and he can see all the yin and evil foreign bodies without the body of a pseudo-spirit.

The Taoist eye-opening technique requires a very advanced cultivation, and it can only be artificially opened after the Zhenhua realm, however, Ye Zu in the previous life was already able to perform the eye-opening technique when she was able to start practicing the technique, and she was too young at that time to have a complete mind, and she almost didn't make a big mess.

Ye Fan has already cultivated at the third level of the intermediate level, and it is trivial for her to cast the eye technique, when she was in Sheng Hao, she had already performed it once when people were not paying attention, but the first time she performed it, although she had a memory, she was still not familiar with it, and the time she kept it was not very long, only twenty minutes.

"Hong Yi. Ye Fan screamed lightly, and at the same time pointed at him a little weakly.