"The large arteries in the neck are irregularly fractured, indicating that the murder weapon is very sharp; The edge of the incision is an inverted triangle, indicating that the murder weapon is thick in the middle. According to the specifications of weapon forging, it can be preliminarily inferred that the deceased was stabbed to death by a sword. ”

Xiao Changye stepped forward and carefully observed the wound, and it was indeed as Leng Yuetong said, the wound was in the shape of an inverted triangle.

Xiao Changye raised his head and looked at Leng Yuetong and sighed: "For a period of time, you have grown a lot compared to before. I thought you would be able to do it on your own, but I was wrong. ”

Leng Yuetong's eyes showed surprise, thinking about what was wrong but wrong.

"The murder weapon is not necessarily a sword, but more likely a knife. There is indeed a sword in the rivers and lakes to seal the throat, but it is generally a heavy sword; If the blade of the sword is light and thin, the piercing cannot be so deep, and the direction of the deceased's arterial incision is also problematic. ”

"What's the problem?" The maid listened thoughtfully, saw Xiao Changye paused, and hurriedly asked, and then suddenly felt that she was talking too much, and stood aside with low eyebrows.

"Girls don't have to be informal." Xiao Changye's words were gentle, with soothing emotions.

The maid only felt that her face was hot, and Xiao Changye's soft voice came from her ears, and she pursed her lips and stood in place.

"I see, it's a knife." Leng Yuetong followed Xiao Changye's train of thought, lowered her head to investigate, took a soft ruler and measured it again: "Moreover, the direction of this wound, yes, this is the left-handed knife of the envoy, and it can also cause such a wound, so I want to fork it." ”

"Suspicion can be dispelled." Xiao Changye twisted his face and said to the girl: "Have you written it down?" My sister is not a murderer, and the girl can investigate on her own later. ”

"Thank you." The maid responded and hid in the corner.

"Moxie." Xiao Changye nodded, then checked the wound with Leng Yuetong and said, "Go on." ”

"Well, there were no obvious wounds to the deceased's chest and abdomen, there was a bruise on his left upper arm, and his left wrist was intact, but his fingernails were broken, huh?" Leng Yuetong uses tweezers to grip a thin strip.

Leng Yuetong took a line handed over by Xiao Changye, wrapped it around the tweezers, and fixed the tweezers, so that the tweezers were no longer loose, so that they could tightly clamp the small thing that was still unclear what substance it was.

Xiao Changye took the bundled tweezers, wrapped it in a square scarf, put it away carefully, and glanced up at Leng Yuetong.

Leng Yuetong also happened to look at Xia Changye suspiciously, and she asked, "What is this?" ”

Xia Nagano shook his head.

Leng Yuetong looked intently at Anan's dirty fingertips, and suddenly turned his head to look at Xiao Changye's angular side face, and lost his mind for a moment.

Leng Yuetong was secretly rejoicing, when he heard Xiao Changye's words, with some warnings, he hurriedly replied, "Okay, senior brother." ”

Leng Yuetong bypassed the offering table placed at the foot of the corpse, glanced at it lightly, and wrinkled her brows, why is the meal in front of the palace maid's case so sumptuous ? It's as if someone is offering incense.

Could it be that there is an error in the palace roster, this person is not an orphan, and there are relatives outside the palace? No, no, no, no, red bricks and glass are rising from the ground, how can ordinary people go in and out of the land of no one to bring a meal to the deceased.

But if there are people in the palace, or sisters and brothers in the palace, it will be logical.

Xiao Changye noticed that Leng Yuetong was deep in thought, and he didn't want to disturb her.

He said in a deep voice: "The deceased has a three-finger-wide contusion on his upper right arm, which is dark red, and it is preliminarily inferred that he had been hit with a blunt object before his death......"

"Senior sister, hand me the scissors."

Leng Yuetong was stunned, and when she heard Xiao Changye's call, she woke up from her dream. Xiao Nagano's magnetic voice drilled into her ears, stirring her eardrums.

"Senior brother, here you go." Leng Yuetong reached out and handed over the scissors.

Xiao Changye's side face was very profound and handsome when the candlelight went out.

Senior brother, what are your feelings for that woman named Xia Wei? You've always been so indifferent to your feelings, why are you the only one who treats her? I have always prayed you as a god, with devotion and humility, when will you look back at me? Leng Yuetong suppressed her emotions, picked up the tools at hand, pinched a little and handed it to Xiao Changye.

The two worked together seamlessly, and the tacit understanding of working together in the laboratory in the previous life spread in the small morgue.

He raised his eyes from the desk holding the pen, the moon in mid-air was already cold and bright, and he unconsciously reached this moment.

……

Xia Wei lay on the bed almost dying, not because she was burned into a Porco Rosso, but also because she was scalded into a Porco Rosso.

After she was red, she couldn't see people, and the thought of not being able to see people made her feel bored.

If she hadn't reacted quickly and kept pouring herself with cold water, otherwise she would really have swollen into a pig's head, but fortunately, the current situation is only the part that is red and scalded.

Xia Yu is really powerful, why did Xia Wei forget about his unkindness? He hadn't been like that in the palace. Dancing Chinese

Xia Wei thought about it, frowning, as if he was wrong again, Xia Yu did not get better from this situation in the palace, but that the number of people he would touch in the palace was negligible, but he seemed to be immune to Xia Wei.

She looked at the sky, and secretly swore in her heart: God, it is not the imperial uncle she touched, although she used to be intimate with him, but she knew that he had this strange problem, so she rarely touched his scales, and she didn't think about him at all.

The reason why she came to this conclusion was because Xia Yu would take the initiative to touch her, and from the beginning when he came back from the Western Regions, he would take the initiative to shake her hand, and even hug her.

Thinking of this, Xia Wei blushed unconsciously, she thought that she was going to be eaten to death by Xiao Changye, but it was reversed to the point that someone liked her for two years, she seemed to hear the scumbag in her heart who had been imprisoned for a long time, and was already holding on to the iron railing and roaring.

However, Xia Wei thought about it, and thought that Xia Yu was not only immune to her, but also immune to Leng Yuetong.

I thought that when Xia Yu first came with Leng Yuetong, Leng Yuetong saw him worshiping Xia Wei and ran over, so he patted him on the back and made him stand up straight; Like that time in the fight in the Appreciation Pavilion, in the end she lost her strength, and it was the imperial uncle who carried her back; and when she moved in to make trouble with the court, it was also the imperial uncle who knocked her out and took her back. Not to mention what Xia Wei can see with her eyes, that is, they have more time to discuss countermeasures in private, isn't that more contact?

Xia Wei is the person that Uncle Huang likes, and it makes sense that he would touch her.

What about Leng Yuetong? What's going on here?

She pondered for a while, and felt that the matter was getting more and more strange.

……

Xia Lin heard that Xia Wei was scalded by boiling tea today, so he hurriedly rushed to Xiluan.

The eunuch made a report, and before the end fell, Xia Wei didn't even make any announcement, and Xia Lin walked in quickly.

"Sister Huang!" Before he could stand still in front of her, his thin body pressed against her brocade quilt, Xia Lin buried his head closely, looking at her bare skin in the air with slightly red and swollen tea splashes, a pair of eyes were red, and he asked a series of questions, "Is there something wrong with you?" How's it going now? Will it hurt? ”

Xia Wei pursed her lips and smiled lightly and shook her head.

"You haven't recovered yet, so you don't have to worry about the imperial sister." Xia Wei reached out and shook his bony palm.

The expression on Xia Lin's face became gloomy, "What kind of guy who doesn't have long eyes, I want to execute her with my own hands!" ”

"Alas!" Xia Wei shook her head, "Accidental injury." ”

Xia Lin frowned, obviously disapproving of what Xia Wei said.

Xia Wei looked at Xia Lin's old appearance, and laughed out loud and explained to him: "It's really a misunderstanding, you know that our imperial uncle doesn't let people touch it, and the consequences of touching it are very serious......"

Xia Wei told Xia Lin about today's events in the teahouse, and Xia Lin seemed to want to laugh too, but he couldn't laugh when he saw Xia Wei injured, and he was still very dissatisfied with his imperial sister's injury.

"Lin'er, the royal sister is not uncomfortable, the imperial sister is accompanied by a concubine, fortunately, there is still his company, but Lin'er is so good!" Xia Wei touched Xia Lin's head, "Our Lin'er is not young now, and in the blink of an eye, she is about to be a year older, and it is time to choose a concubine." ”

"I don't need it!" Xia Lin suddenly shouted, his little face turned red rapidly, and he clenched his fists and retorted, "As long as I am the imperial sister, as long as the imperial sister is by my side, I can do anything without fear of anything." ”

"Are you willing to do anything as long as I'm by your side?" Xia Wei asked with a smile, with a calculation in her eyes, and the abacus in her heart crackled.

"......" Xia Lin knew that she would start tricking him immediately, and kept silent.

The sister and brother chatted for a while, although Xia Wei was a little anxious to find out more news about her life experience from Xia Lin's mouth, she still didn't ask after all, but just asked him about his current physical condition, and Xia Lin told her that Xiao Ruhang sent him medicine.

Xia Wei tensed her body, she seemed to have forgotten that there was still Xiao Ruhang, a righteous and evil person in the palace.

But where is he? He is now hiding from the court, from the decent, from the evil faction, and almost like a rat crossing the street.

But aren't they tracking down the man behind it now, and forgetting that he exists? The dark grid where these codexes were placed was the first to be discovered by Xiao Ruhang.

Xia Lin said: "Sister Huang, can I sleep with you?" I've been sleepless for two nights, and no matter how much I toss and turn, I can't sleep. ”

Yes, Xia Lin, who was obviously growing her body, had lost weight sharply in the past two days, Xia held Xia Lin's hand, lifted the quilt and let him lie in her arms.

Just getting so close, Xia Wei saw that Xia Lin's eyelashes were wet, his eyes were filled with water vapor, and under his eyelashes was a blue purple.

She touched his head and sighed to herself, the little guy sometimes looks really distressing.

"Sister Huang, it's almost the New Year." Xia Lin suddenly opened his eyes and said.

"yes." Xia Wei smiled and continued: "I was just saying that our family's Lin'er is going to be a year older. ”

Xia Lin's eyes were full of hope, "I hope that our sister and brother will gather together for the New Year every year, Sister Huang, you will accompany me this year and spend the Spring Festival with me." ”

Xia Wei took Xia Lin in her arms and nodded, "The imperial sister promised you." ”