When Lian Zheng returned to the Criminal Division, Xiao Beigu had already done everything.

Next to the coroner's examination table of the Criminal Division, Jiang Hong was almost impatient to wait, and seeing that she was back, he hurriedly followed Xiao Beigu out.

"My lord, but can you perform an autopsy?" Jiang Hong's patience is ten percent, and at most only two percent is left.

He wanted to see what else he could do!

"Don't worry, let's go to a place first." Pian Zheng immediately ordered Thirteen to prepare for it.

As a result, Jiang Hong was taken away by the thirteen firsts, and even took Mo Dongqing to work.

When everything was ready, it was just a shovel in hand, and more than a dozen catchers came out of the Punishment Division.

The people of Changjing City didn't know why, and why they came to such a big battle.

Pian Zheng lowered his head and got into the donkey cart, and followed the catchers all the way to Wuzu Mountain outside Changjing City.

Wuzu Mountain is a good feng shui treasure in Changjing City, where Guo He buried his wife.

When I arrived at the place where Guo He said in Yazu Mountain, the sun was about to set, and I immediately got out of the car.

The murderer is not necessarily this person, but everything is too coincidental, and the first to bear the brunt is Guo He's wife.

The suspicion of the biggest suspect must be cleared first, and then the ghosts and gods of people's hearts can be cleared.

Sooner or later, sooner or later, it's better to get rid of the weeds quickly.

When he was pressed, even Guo He couldn't help but be suspicious, not to mention what he thought alone.

Can a dead man really take revenge?

Lian Zheng didn't ask Guo He what happened, but only asked him to allow her to open the coffin for an autopsy, and the rest could reveal the truth.

Time is short, and if it is completely dark, things will be much more difficult.

It was too late, and then it was too late, and the pity kite let the trappers surround the grave, and she was dressed in a boy's sleeve, and her long hair was flying.

Guo He, who came with the pityalist, hid behind the mountainside, standing halfway up the mountainside and watching quietly.

Thirteen and Xiao Beigu quickly lit ingots and incense candles in front of the tomb after the rest of the prepared ceremony, and the presiding abbot who was invited to perform a memorial ceremony in front of the tomb.

The paper money all over the ground fell to the ground with the cold mountain wind, scraping with a piercing horror sound.

After the ceremony was over, I only heard Jiang Hong say coldly.

"Open the grave!"

The catchers picked up their hoes and began to dig graves.

The sky will be dark, the weather will be cold, and there will be many people to do things quickly, but in the time of a pillar of incense, the coffin will be dug out.

When the coffin was cleaned, the catchers whispered.

The coffin has only been working for three years, and the hole in the center of the coffin lid has been broken, and there are rats around the hole.

There was a rat hole in the side of the graveyard, and it was not unusual for the coffin to contain rats.

The rivets on both sides of the coffin lid were not much loose, and they did not look like they were rotten.

He lifted the torch to the side and shone it through the hole in the coffin, so that he couldn't see the inside clearly.

"Nailing!" Jiang Hong said in a deep voice.

The catchers obeyed the order and pulled out the nails on both sides of the coffin.

The strange thing is that there are not many nails left on both sides of the coffin, but five or six are gone.

One in front and one in the back quickly lifted the coffin, and a nest of rats was frightened and ran out of the coffin.

This good coffin has become a rat's nest.

It's really unlucky.

When the trappers drove the rats away, they thought they were just gnawed bones.

Unexpectedly, there were no bones in the coffin except for rat droppings, the stench of rat urine, and some messy things.

To be precise, there was no body in this coffin at all!

The catchers present were silent.

There is more than one grave in the whole mountain, but a grave without a body has been dug up, and it is empty, and people are more cautious and panicked.

He strode over to the coffin, crouched down, and took a closer look at the opening in the coffin lid.

Some of the edges do show signs of rat gnawing, but most of the fractures have smooth and rough chop marks.

There are also some blackened colors, and it is impossible to tell what they are.

"Return." Getting the answer you want is not in vain.

The catchers carried the catalpa and looked at each other, but they didn't dare to say anything.

The donkey cart was waiting at the bottom of the mountain, and the kiteer was at the end.

The catchers had all walked around the front, and she stopped beside a weedy meadow.

She shouted into the distance: "The person is not dead, and I don't know whether Lord Guo is happy or sad?" ”

Pity Zheng didn't want to hear anything more from him, so he walked down the hill, got into the car, closed the window, and put down the tent.

Thirteen drove a donkey cart to follow the catchers, and then staggered back to the Criminal Division.

Inside the donkey cart, the voice of the kite-friendly was clear.

"Bring all the arrests to the coroner's desk, since I am the official, this rule that no autopsy should be changed, I will teach them a good lesson tonight."

Thirteen coldly pinched a cold sweat for this group of catchers.

Nothing to do, Thirteen doesn't think that Pity Zheng has such good patience.

However, as long as it is not him who suffers, but others who suffer, he is willing.

Pian Zheng was not in a hurry to perform the autopsy, and asked Thirteen to go down and come back after all the catchers had eaten dinner.

Jiang Hong and Lian Zheng need to hand over the formalities and official documents in the Criminal Prosecution Division first.

He instructed Thirteen to buy something for her.

The catchers didn't dare to drink, so they gathered at the noodle stall to eat a few bowls of Yangchun noodles together.

Thirteen stopped by the noodle stall and bought two hot vegetarian buns and meat buns.

The meat bun belongs to her, and the vegetarian bun belongs to him.

There is a Ah Cheng in the catch, who is straightforward and fast-talking, is eating two mouthfuls of noodles, looking at the thirteen only to buy steamed buns, and shouted: "Eh, I said what kind of buns do you buy, such a small body, don't eat more, and marry your daughter-in-law in the future!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the catchers all laughed.

Thirteen glanced at him coldly, "Well, you guys stay away from me for a while, I didn't bring a change of clothes today." ”

Xiao Beigu, who was about to eat noodles, suddenly felt a little bit when he heard this.

Xiao Beigu silently asked the guy not to cook his noodles, and turned around and went to buy two vegetarian pancakes next door.

By the time everyone had finished eating, Lian Zheng and Jiang Hong were also busy.

"Deputy Envoy Jiang, is there anyone in Yizhuang who has claimed the corpse that is about to be cremated?" Mercy asked.

Jiang Hong was stunned, "Yes is there is ......"

"Xiao Zhutou, I'm sorry for you to go with Thirteen."

Seeing that Pian Zheng did not hesitate, Xiao Beigu sighed secretly in his heart, fortunately, Fang bought the baked cakes.

The catchers couldn't figure it out, so they had to follow Pian Zheng into the coroner's desk.

The kite also needs to change the furnishings of the coroner's table, which is just the right time for these arrests.

She ordered a main stone platform to be moved to the center of the room, and the center was lined with bluestone slabs to be higher.

Finally, the corpse on the original platform was put back into the coffin, and the corpse that was brought back today and to be examined was first covered with a white cloth and placed on the platform aside.

The catchers stand under the platform in two rows, with the dwarves in the front row and the tall ones in the back.

"Don't catch it quickly, please go and burn two more pots of charcoal." Pian Zheng smiled slightly.

This smile makes people feel inexplicably flustered.

By the time the kites were all deployed, Thirteen and Xiao Beigu had already moved a corpse back from Yizhuang.

Before the corpse could enter the door, a putrid smell wafted from outside the door.

Xiao Beigu and Thirteen both learned to wear plain cloth gloves on their hands, and Thirteen also wore white cloth masks.

The chicken thief is that Xiao Beigu and Thirteen both have ginger in their mouths.

Although all the deodorant pills in the charcoal basin have been smoked in advance, there are still some flavors left.

"A gambler in the casino, unable to repay his debts, was stabbed several times by one of the creditors, and the murderer did not take the action, but the body was left unclaimed for several days, and was cremated after a few days."

Such corpses are usually unrelated or outsiders, and the ashes are cremated so that they can be collected at a later date.

The front and back of the autopsy room are ventilated to allow for the removal of odors.

The cold wind whistled by, blowing the hands and feet of the fast catchers in the audience, and the hearts gradually became hairy.

"If you don't dare to look at it, you can turn around and leave now, and if you do, you have to vomit outside."

With a faint sentence, none of the people in the house wanted to leave.

Thirteen felt embarrassed in his heart, and sure enough, he didn't want to mess with her.

Lifting the corpse cloth, the deceased's clothes were still wearing autumn clothes, the clothes had been frozen into hard lumps with blood, and the waistband and crotch of his pants were stained with blood.

"Take it off." She said it simply, but she did things cleanly.

Thirteen stretched out his hand and grabbed the dirty pants and didn't let go.

Even if the master is here on weekdays, do you want to stare at the men's stalls in front of so many men now?

Pity Zheng glanced at Thirteen, the two of them were silent, and there was silence in the room.

After a stalemate for a moment, Thirteen still refused to let go, and the catchers looked at each other even more, not daring to make a sound.

Jiang Hong frowned and glanced at the corpse, "The corpse looks like it was stabbed to death with a knife, why should Lord Mulan test it again?" ”

"The murderer was caught?"

"The murder weapon was found?"

"Which knife is fatal?"

"I don't know if I ask three questions, but I dare to burn the corpse, why do you still ask me why I have to test it again?"

The cold eyes of the pity zither swept downward.

"Failing to catch the murderer is one of its crimes! Can't distinguish the key, the second sin! Ignore it, the third sin! ”

He reached out and grabbed the scalpel on the side, cut open the deceased's dirty pants, and threw them aside.

Thirteen's face turned pale, and he angrily threw away half of the obscene pants cloth in his hand.

Without waiting for Thirteen to take two steps, the kite slashed open the deceased's chest and abdomen, quickly separating the musculature of the deceased's chest. She stabbed extremely quickly, opening the deceased's chest little by little.

"Thirteen, you and Xiao Beigu sawed the deceased's head open! Time-saving. ”

After the instructions were finished, the pityan continued to dissect on his own.

When the peritoneum was opened, the swollen intestines gushed out, and the white flowers were white.

A few people who were so shocked that their lips were open, they couldn't hold back for a while, and hurriedly covered their lips and rushed out of the autopsy site, spitting out.

Jiang Hongqiang endured his nausea and quietly looked away.

He had seen so many corpses in the past few decades, but it was the first time in his life that he saw the dissected corpses, and he was also evil.

"The deceased had multiple cuts on his body, but he was stabbed in nine places, and the fatal one was in the left chest, and the knife had a curly blade, and from narrow to wide, and the preliminary judgment was that it was a dagger about three inches long."

Jiang Hong said incredulously: "How can you tell if a knife has a curled blade?" ”

Pian Zheng pointed to the location of the knife wound and broke it a little with his hand, which made the person's scalp tingle.

"It is not uncommon for the deceased to have a curled blade after stabbing the deceased nine times, but you look here, the flesh of each wound has a cracked flap, and there are cracks in every place, indicating that this dagger was used by the deceased for a short period of time, and there are many small chips, not because of stabbing the deceased."

"Coupled with the average degree of wear and tear of the dagger's narrowness and width, the murder weapon should be commonly used by the murderer."