Chapter 11 Popular Science

After all, modern medical technology is far from being comparable here.

But who made her unlucky, but she was reborn in this body and occupied the body of other girls, so she was naturally responsible for washing this identity away.

Xiao Ying didn't feel any grievances.

Instead, I felt a sense of eagerness to try, and this feeling overwhelmed the fear in my heart.

At this time, suddenly an arm stopped Xiao Ying.

It's Yin Jiuming.

Xiao Ying looked puzzled, the matter has come to this, could it be that Yin Jiuming regrets it and doesn't want her to open the coffin?

Yin Jiuming seemed a little helpless, he didn't say anything, just looked at Xiao Ying lightly, and then raised his voice to call Xiao Xiucai.

"Wu Wenjing, you come."

Xiao Xiucai was almost paralyzed with fright. He didn't dare, he was afraid, he was really afraid.

Although he can barely be regarded as a man, it is only because he has studied for a few years and entered the yamen to make a living. There used to be a servant in the yamen, but his mother died and he had to go home to keep filial piety for three years before he was driven to the shelves.

Fuyang is a small town with simple folk customs, and there have been no murders in the past few years.

Who knew that after he took office, there were girls who died one after another.

Whenever the girl died, he barely looked at the wound. It was determined that it was a sword in the chest, and it was hastily handed over.

If it comes to autopsy, Wu Wenjing really has no achievements......

If it weren't for the fact that he had paid a lot of money, he would have gone home to farm a long time ago.

"Brother Yin, how do you test it?"

Yin Jiuming looked at Wu Wenjing like a monster, and Xiao Xiucai's legs trembled even more. Jia Jun couldn't stand it anymore...... "Jiuming, you know that Xiaoxiucai has no real skills." He's only been with the old man for a month, what can he learn?

It was Miss Ying who wanted to open the coffin for an autopsy, so naturally she would do the autopsy. A few of us accompanied this trip, and we have done our best. ”

"He's a fake." Yin Jiuming said lightly.

"Oh my God. What's wrong...... Our previous works in Fuyang Town were just decorations. The emperor is far away here, who really has the ability to come to us on an errand.

Xiao Xiucai is just eating with a mouthful of food.

We all know it anyway. The people lying in the coffin were all stabbed to death with a sword in the chest, what is the good test? ”

Xiao Ying frowned.

Jia Jun targeted her, she didn't mind, after all, she proposed the open coffin for autopsy.

But the matter has come to this point, but Jia Jun still has such a perfunctory attitude.

"Jia Zhutou, Yin Gongzi, Brother Wu, a few errand brothers, do you really know what an autopsy is?"

Wu Wenjing raised her head, puzzled why Xiao Ying suddenly mentioned this.

"Naturally, it's to see how people die. Does this need to be asked? Miss Ying, if you don't dare, just say it, we big men will never force you. It seems that as long as Xiao Ying nods, Jia Jun will shout and return.

It's not that Jia Jun looks down on Xiao Ying, but in this world, I haven't heard of any woman who dares to do a good job.

Xiao Xiucai is a man after all, and every time the autopsy is done, it feels like he is dying.

What's more, Xiao Ying is a yellow-haired little girl.

"You say, what is a post-mortem examination?"

Yin Jiuming ignored Jia Jun's shouting, and there was no contempt in his eyes, he just asked calmly.

Xiao Ying looked at Yin Jiuming, the feeling this person gave her seemed to be changing all the time.

Occasionally affectionate, occasionally cold, occasionally noble. Xiao Ying could see that among these people, Yin Jiuming was the most knowledgeable one, and if he wanted to reprimand her, he was the only one who was qualified. But he didn't, he just looked at her very calmly.

That's a kind of ...... Hearty, the feeling of meeting the opponent in chess.

Eventually, Xiao Ying opened her mouth in the same calm tone.

"The autopsy, with a more rigorous explanation, is to examine the body of a person and investigate the cause and process of death.

It does not refer to simply looking at the wounds of the deceased and judging what weapon the deceased was injured.

I heard Jia Zhutou talk about the process of Wu Wenjing's autopsy.

Too sloppy, not systematic enough......"

Xiao Ying has a forensic closer, and when Xiao Ying first took on a criminal case, in order to increase her courage, she once observed the autopsy process.

Although she is a two-knife knife, and theory is greater than practice, but here, Xiao Ying can call herself a scholar.

When the words fell, not only Yin Jiuming, but even Xiao Xiucai, Jia Jun, and those errand officers seemed to be interested. Jia Jun opened his mouth, but finally did not refute Xiao Ying's words.

Seeing this, Xiao Ying continued.

"Traditionally, there are three ways to infer the time of death. Zombies, corpse spots, corpse temperatures. The person in the coffin was killed for more than seven days at the shortest, and now it is early spring, and the body should have peeled off the skin of his hands and feet at this time......"

Xiao Ying said as she motioned for Yin Jiuming to come forward to help.

Yin Jiuming stepped forward silently, and with a little force, he pushed away the coffin closest to Xiao Ying.

Everyone held their breath.

Jia Jun gritted his teeth and stepped forward, and sure enough, he saw that the woman in the coffin was indeed as Xiao Ying said...... For a while, Jia Jun was a little dumbfounded.

"How do you know this? Don't you even remember your last name? ”

Xiao Ying was stunned, and then explained with some self-deprecation. "There is always something engraved in the bones, even if you have amnesia, as long as you are a little stimulated, you can recall it."

Jia Jun is happy to scare people, but Xiao Ying's words made Jia Jun feel cold in his heart for no reason.

I couldn't say anything questioning.

Although it is early spring, there is no basic anti-corrosion technology here.

You can imagine the appearance of the woman in the coffin, but Xiao Ying was only slightly shocked at first.

At this time, Xiao Ying looked back and said to Xiao Xiucai. "Is there anything to repel the smell? I really don't have any, find a few pieces of fresh ginger. ”

Wu Wenjing was stunned, not waiting for him to react.

Suddenly, someone reached out and handed a piece of fresh ginger to Xiao Ying.

Xiao Ying took it, raised her eyes to look, and found that it was the person who was lying in the coffin just now basking in the sun. She thanked the man, turned around and broke the fresh ginger, and naturally handed half of it to Yin Jiuming.

Yin Jiuming's answer was also very natural.

Then the two of them took the fresh ginger into their mouths almost simultaneously.

Next, Xiao Ying and Yin Jiuming cooperated tacitly, and the two stood side by side in front of the coffin. Look at the female corpse in the coffin.

Then Xiao Ying said, Yin Jiuming either nodded or shook his head.

As for Jia Jun and the others, they didn't know what Xiao Ying and Yin Jiuming were talking about.

What do you mean by pre-mortem wounded, postmortem wounded?

What does it mean that the skin of the hands and feet is detached and glove-shaped?

One by one, words spit out from Xiao Ying's mouth, and Jia Jun's eyes turned black when he heard it. Wu Wenjing didn't dare to step forward at first, but unconsciously, he had already squeezed to the coffin, and followed Xiao Ying's words, looking at the female corpse in the coffin.

Although the face is terrifying, the smell of corpses is pungent.

But for the first time, Wu Wenjing had no fear in her heart, but an inexplicable pride rose in her heart.

It turns out that servitude is such a sacred profession.

It is to avenge the grievances of the deceased and speak on behalf of the deceased.

Xiao Ying said that the corpse had been dead for too long, and if more things could be detected within three days, even the deceased's chest could be dissected for examination.

Xiao Xiucai was quite frightened.

Before the old man left, he sighed......