As if remembering something, he said, "Thirteen, when you went down to the well to fish out the corpse, what kind of posture did the corpse look like?" ”

Thirteen frowned and thought for a moment.

"With his head facing north, facing the sky, and his feet on the edge of the well, a bit like a lying position...... Thirteen scratched the back of his head.

“…… But that pose is a little weird. ”

Pian Zheng smiled and asked him, "What do you think is strange?" ”

"Because the low well is not big, if I fall into the well and sleep under the well, I also need to curl up, and that posture lies at the bottom of the well, but it looks like someone has thrown me down the well." Thirteen is somewhat uncertain.

Pian Zheng nodded in agreement, "You're right. ”

"The main cause of death of the deceased was a head injury to the back of the head, but there was also a blunt impact from the top, and these small wounds were more consistent with the impact injuries of stones. ”

"There is no life reaction from these wounds, so the deceased was thrown into the bottom of the well after death."

Mercy Kite continued to carefully separate the deceased's neck muscles, and she cautiously looked at the deceased's deep muscles, making an unexpected discovery.

"There was bleeding in the deep muscles of the deceased's neck, indicating that the deceased had been compressed by a soft object in his neck before his death."

Thirteen's eyes changed a little, he couldn't understand the oppression of the red, red, black and black flesh.

"So the deceased was choked by the neck with his hands before he died?"

Pitied Zheng to the head, very recognized, and said: "Yes, I must have been pinched." ”

"Although the body of the deceased is highly decomposed, judging from the length of the bones and the degree of decay of the muscles, the deceased may have been a palanquin man before his death, so the relative strength will not be small."

"The strength of the sedan chair man is generally greater than that of ordinary people, and the person who can hold the sedan chair man can basically be inferred to be a young and middle-aged man."

Feng Yuan, who had been recording silently, suddenly glanced at the pianzheng and got up from the side.

"If two men fight, if they are evenly matched, they will definitely fight back by choking him by the neck."

Feng Yin beckoned to Thirteen and made a few movements: "If the two people are evenly matched, then choking his neck is not to strangle him, it should be to subdue him." ”

Pian Zheng nodded, feeling that what Feng Yin said was very reasonable.

In this direction, she looked at the musculature at the back of the deceased's neck.

The inference of the wind cause is very plausible, and the deceased also had bleeding from the back of his neck.

"Then we can infer that the murderer did not choke the deceased to strangle the deceased, but to fix his position so that he could grab the murder weapon and hit the deceased."

He took the deceased's clothes and pointed to their location.

"This would explain why the deceased had large areas of blood on his shoulders and chest."

She thought for a moment, and in order to make sure the verification was correct, she had to follow another process to verify it.

She needed to open up the musculature of the deceased's spine.

"If the deceased had been thrown into the well after death, there would have been no blood in his spinal canal."

"If the deceased had fallen into the well and died, then he would have bleeding in his spinal canal."

Little by little, the kite separated the tissues near the deceased's cervical vertebrae, sawing open the deceased's vertebrae with the help of Thirteen.

"Sure enough." The two of them were told the results.

As they deduced, there was no bleeding in the spinal canal of the deceased, the spinal cord was intact and very clean.

It is true that the deceased was pushed down the well after death.

"If even the sedan chair man can control it with one hand, it is unlikely to be a woman, and the murderer should be very strong."

Mercy Zheng agrees with Thirteen's statement that it is unlikely that an average woman has the strength to control an adult male, not to mention that the strength of the deceased is not small.

Ritykite looked down to examine the rest of his back, "The superficial muscles of the deceased's back have traces of squeezing. ”

"Combined with the hemorrhagic reaction in the chest and neck, it indicates that the deceased was once choked by the neck and pressed against a place like a wall."

She examines the musculature of her limbs one by one.

"The deceased's hands and elbows had varying degrees of hemorrhagic reactions, which were basically resistance injuries."

He walked to the position of his feet and pointed out the findings one by one.

"The deceased showed signs of a fractured leg bone in his right leg, which was the main reason why he lost his resistance during the struggle."

Feng Yin suddenly got up and walked towards the side of the kite, but he didn't stop.

She went to the wooden table by the door, poured a glass of water, and after a moment took the bowl and handed it to the kite.

After testing it for a long time, he said a lot of words, and his mouth was indeed dry, so he took a few sips.

Feng Yin put aside the bowl of clean water, and then continued to let the pianji perform the autopsy.

The limbs had been examined, and the pityan continued to check the deceased's Yang Feng, staring at the position seriously.

Thirteen saw that she was serious, and he only looked awkward in his heart, and turned his head to look at his master in embarrassment.

Feng Yin's eyes were dim, but he didn't mean to stop her in the slightest.

"The deceased and the murderer should have a very serious personal vendetta." Only then did he confirm the results of the Yang Feng Division.

Mercy Zheng frowned and pointed at the deceased's Yang Feng Department.

"The dead were castrated."

"The incision is very neat, and it should have been cut with a sharp object."

When Thirteen heard this, he only felt a chill in his crotch.

She said to herself: "This must be the woman who robbed the murderer, otherwise she would not have such a deep hatred." ”

Feng Yin saw that the kite was pulling the strands of hair on her sideburns, and she pinched the corners of her forehead.

"There is no life reaction at the edge of the wound, and the deceased should have been castrated after death. Doing this after death is an excessive injury, and the deceased must have had a very serious personal relationship with the murderer. ”

Feng Yin frowned quietly and beckoned to Thirteen.

Thirteen quickly comprehended the meaning of Feng Yin, turned around and took over the matter in the hands of the kite, and stepped forward to sew the corpse.

In order to let him help the kite, the master took a dead pig to him behind his back.

It's one thing to just be a pig corpse, and it's another thing to sew a corpse for the first time.

Feng Yin walked over and kneaded her temples with both hands.

He saw that the pity Zheng closed his eyes, and then said lightly: "Now let the catchers go to find the corpse, and if two people are lost, it is impossible for Xiudu City to be unaware." ”

Pian Zheng disagreed, and his brows were twisted into locks.

With so many people in the world, who can say for sure.

Feng Yin continued without waiting for pity to argue.

"What's more, the clothes of the deceased are a little unique, and not most people can always find more."

This is reasonable, and the pity Zheng swallowed the words that came to his mouth again.

The corpse had finished the experience, and the whole person relaxed, and Pian Zheng felt dizzy and dizzy.

Feng Yin saw beads of sweat the size of beans on her forehead, and instantly frowned.

Without waiting for Feng Yin to speak, Pian Zheng coughed twice, his body was weak, and he suddenly lost consciousness before he could help Feng Yin's arm.

The wind swept over her waist and took her into her arms.

She fainted, but his heartbeat suddenly went out of rhythm.

"Thirteen! Go find the snow thorns now! ”

Thirteen's speed was extremely fast, and with Yuan Jiu, the two brought the snow thorn back in Penglai Garden.

The person was escorted back, and Snow Thorn was half-kneeling on the ground, but there was no guilt in his eyes.

"Master, this medicine is compatible with toxicity, silver needles puncture acupoints, in order to protect her life, it is inevitable that she needs to hurt a little bit of vitality."

Feng Yin glanced down at her lightly, and the incense in the room was bitter.

He was silent, but he was really angry.

"Snow Thorn, do you really think that what you are doing, this king doesn't know?"

Feng Yin looked sideways at the kite.

"You have always been addicted to poison, and if you really do this, this king will not blame you."

Yuan Jiu stood beside him, his eyes were solemn, and his eyes fell.

Feng Yin tucked the corners of the quilt for the pityan with his hand, and said coldly: "But if you are for the side, then this king can no longer keep you." ”

"If you want to kill or chop, listen to me, my life is given by the master, if you don't keep it, you can't blame others."

Snowthorn's eyes were closed, showing no remorse.

"Since this king cannot keep you, he will definitely not be able to keep the person who started it by his side."

Snow Thorn suddenly opened his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but burn a fire, "Master! ”

"Your life was saved by this king, and you don't recognize this king, but her."

The wind raised his eyes, and his eyebrows were indifferent.

Feng Yin didn't know what kind of friendship Yu Tianhuan had stayed by his side for so many years.

Since Snow Thorn has attacked Pian Zheng, she must have a reason to do it, and this reason can only be to be happy.

"Master, you have been interested in you for many years, you shouldn't be just a ......" Xue Thorn's words were suddenly interrupted.

"Snow Thorn, Jade is a lifesaver for you, and you should be for her."

Feng Yin stared at the snow thorns, and his eyebrows were stained with frost.

"But Ruan Lianzheng and this king also have a life-saving grace!" Feng Yin's face was gloomy, "You can die for her, and so will I!" ”

Thirteen suddenly knocked on the door in a hurry, waited for Yuan Jiu to open the door, and said, "Master, King Sheng is less than a mile away from here. ”

The wind was angry and turned sideways to look at the kite.

He lay prone on the couch, his willow eyebrows frowning slightly, his sweaty broken hair sticking to his forehead, and his wet hair scattered on both sides.

He gently wiped his face with a towel, and the pear-white jade fingers under his sleeves stopped and stayed, and his fingertips were fragrant.

Pian Zheng was still asleep, and her clothes were thin and wet, as if she had just taken a bath.

She still had a faint bitter smell on her body, which made him feel breathless when he smelled it.

"Master!" Thirteen glanced out the window.

Feng Yin gently kissed the forehead of the kite, closed his eyes and got up, but his feet under him were filled with molten iron, but he had to turn and leave.

But it was this time that made him feel painful, so that he unsheathed his sword in order not to repeat the mistakes of the past.

All this is far from over.

Feng Yin now has no power in Xiudu City, and the pity kite is already on the cusp, if he catches up with him, I am afraid it will be dangerous and dangerous.

Instead of blindly tempting, it is better to let Wei Chu Yin replace him, let the imperial doctor family in the palace try it, and then follow his plan.

"Master, she really ...... "There is no hope at all?

Snow Thorn knelt on the ground, without the slightest coldness of bloodstaining the rivers and lakes, as if he had faded away from his arrogance, and begged for it.

"Snow Thorn, if it were you, would you be willing to give up your joy for the brother you have never met?"

From the moment Snowthorn was rescued from the yellow sand, it was destined for such an outcome.