Qi Muran stood beside him and watched Xu Shu cut Yang Jun's chest with a knife.

Take out the heart, liver, spleen and lungs and take a closer look.

The woman only showed a pair of eyes, but those beautiful eyes were extremely serious, and they were probably not much better than when he was arranging his troops.

In such a bloody scene, she was not afraid, her hand was steady, as if she had already figured out where to row, and the cut was beautiful and smooth.

In fact, he had already found the most powerful person in the Daying Dynasty to test it, but he didn't cut people open like her, and took out everything to look at it.

Even those men in the army may not be able to cut people apart without changing their faces.

An hour passed, and Xu Shu had already begun to stitch up.

In order to save time, she reported to Party A's father while stitching.

"It can be concluded that he was killed in the water, and the wound on his neck is a fatal wound, and from the angle and force of the hand, I guess it was a woman, which is consistent with our initial suspicion."

Qi Muran said: "That's all? ”

For some reason, he always felt that this woman should be more unexpected than he expected.

Xu Shu held the knife and was angry, "Who froze my corpse, so that I can't even tell the time of death." ”

"But... Of course, there are other things, such as the fact that the murderer is left-handed. ”

Qi Muran raised his eyebrows: "How can you see it?" ”

"It can be seen from the angle and orientation of the wound. Also, Yang Jun had a heart disease, that is, a heart disease, and he was emotionally unstable in the days before he died, and he may have been given a big shock. Although the corpse was cooled down, judging by the degree of corpse spots and stiffness, as well as the degree of digestion and decay of food in the stomach... He died about four days ago. ”

In fact, Xu Shu's deduced time of death was useless, and his time of death was accurate to within half an hour.

"That's all I know."

Who made it impossible to do pathological experiments here, and even the temperature of the corpse could not be measured...

Qi Muran looked at her for a long time.

Xu Shu's dissection can not change his face, but under his gaze...

Hands trembled.

It's so good-looking, she's never seen such a good-looking man in her two lives, but it's terrible and it's terrible.

Yang Jun's chest was crooked by Xu Shu.

"I'm sorry Yang Gongzi, I'm so sorry, I..."

Xu Shu kept bowing to him.

Qi Muran looked at it with disgust.

Xu Shu was super invincible and hated his gaze.

The dead have lived, and forensics is a profession that is born for the future*.

"Speak for the dead, for the rights of the living."

Xu Shu sorted out everything and stepped out of the door.

When she passed by, she heard Qi Muran say, "Is the injury healed?" ”

She was stunned for a moment, then glanced at her foot, the injury healed quickly, and it had completely healed today.

"Don't bother."

Qi Muran watched her leave the back, and her beautiful face showed doubts for the first time.

He's like... Angered her?

For the first time in his life, the Seventh Prince turned his noble brain for a woman's emotions.

When Qiqi came back, she saw that her seventh uncle actually looked distressed.

What's wrong?!

Is it that the eastern country has violated the border, or has the northern border invaded again?

No, when did Uncle Seven ever worry about these things...

Could it be that Sister Xu angered him?

The more Qiqi thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.

What to do, what to do... What about Sister Xu?

Qiqi looked around.

The smell of blood filled the room, and Yang Jun was sewn up.

"Gross..."

Qiqi couldn't hold back and threw up.