After sending Sang Chen away, Ran Yan began to prepare the utensils to be used in tomorrow's autopsy.

Atractylodes, soap, vinegar, knife, needle and thread, gloves, masks...... When she was engaged in post-mortem work before, she had encountered more difficult environments than now, and Ran Yan could still cope with it without those handy tools, so she didn't take this matter to heart, and she didn't plan to meddle in it, and after the results of the examination, she told Sang Chen that it was convenient for him to write a lawsuit.

The next day, Ran Yan took Wanlu with him, and after meeting with Sang Chen in Chengdong City, he sent Wanlu to find a shop that could make needles, and he went to the morgue of the government with Sang Chen.

The morgue of the yamen of the state capital is not actually in the yamen, but there is another place for the corpse in a more remote place, similar to Yizhuang.

Ran Yan specially changed into a linen robe, dressed in men's clothes, and looked a little nondescript after wearing a power fence.

Compared with Ran Yan's calmness, Sang Chen was not calm, standing in circles near the morgue, his hands and feet trembled, and even the expression on his face began to stiffen.

They stopped in a dead alley for the time being, Ran Yan sat on a pile of bamboo poles, looked at Sang Chen's appearance through the soap veil, and said coldly, "Since you are afraid, why do you need to find any evidence, can't you just write a lawsuit and perfunctory?" ”

Sang Chen tried hard to manage his rigid expression, turned to stare at Ran Yan and said, "How can the lady say that, since they are looking for help from Zaixia, they must go all out, even if they can't catch the murderer, they have to list all the suspicious points and let the government find out." ”

"Do you think it was Qin Musheng who killed someone?" Ran Yan looked at Sang Chen, who was trembling and speaking righteously with interest, and raised his eyebrows and asked.

"This ...... It is said that at that time, Qin Musheng beat Han Langjun with blood all over the ground, and found out that Han Langjun was poisoned, but he just felt that the time of the poison was too coincidental, if someone deliberately framed Qin Musheng, it was Han Langjun who was poisoned but did not die, but Qin Musheng shot to kill people, no matter what point it was, Han Langjun died unjustly. When Sang Chen said the doubt, the trembling of his legs and feet gradually slowed down, and his focused appearance made his already handsome and extraordinary description even more attractive.

Ran Yan was stunned, such a Sangchen, where can he still find the shadow of "two"!

Sang Chen paused for a moment and said, "When the lady performs the autopsy, it is best to find out whether Han Langjun died of poison or beating, so that when writing the lawsuit, it can also be convincing." I hope it's not Qin Shilang who killed, otherwise...... Alas! ”

If it was really Qin Musheng who beat people to death, then with the power of the Qin family, it would be very difficult for the Han family to let Qin Musheng be convicted and imprisoned.

Ran Yan remembered how many times he had seen Sang Chen, the first time he looked very stupid, the second time he was intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers, and the third time he was in the Mengguan, his pure and clear eyes, and the appearance of being drunk and not knowing what was going on around him when he was reading, was like a nerd who was stupid when he read a book, no matter what kind of state it was, it would not make people think that he would have such a serious and well-versed side.

"Lady?" Sang Chen saw that Ran Yan didn't reply for a long time, and couldn't help but remind him.

"Don't worry." Ran Yan replied lightly, and then asked, "When can the autopsy be performed?" ”

Sang Chen said a call, the tension in his heart eased a lot, and he looked out of the alley for a while before saying, "Wait a minute, I made an appointment with the Han family in the next place, and they want to be present when the autopsy is performed." ”

Ran Yan's face turned dark, and he said coldly, "You didn't tell me yesterday that the Han family was going to be present to watch!" ”

"This ...... The Han family is also revengeful, and when the lady covers her face, they shouldn't care. "Sang Chen is innocent and innocent.

Won't care? Now even the industry is not very popular, and when others see a female servant at first glance, who will not be surprised!

Ran Yan stared at him coldly, her fingers hidden in her sleeves moved slightly, she really couldn't help but want to dissect this second thing now! Sometimes stupid enough to be sold and count the money, sometimes not only normal, but also very shrewd, Ran Yan wanted to dissect him to see how this person's brain structure was different from ordinary people.

"How are you doing with the ceramics I want?" If Sang Chen said that he didn't do it, Ran Yan decided to throw up his sleeves and leave immediately.

"The embryo has been ready, it is drying, the weather is fine these days, and it can be glazed and fired in the early morning of tomorrow, and it can be cooled well." Sang Chen said firmly, as if what he said was the truth.

Ran Yan knew that it was out of professional self-confidence, and everything was under control. Although he didn't expect it, Ran Yan was very satisfied with this result.

"Someone is coming." Sang Chen retracted his head, the whole person suddenly became nervous again, and walked quickly in front of Ran Yan, his face was a little pale, and he said apologetically to Ran Yan, "Let the lady and a woman come to face the dead corpse, and ...... I feel really guilty in my heart. ”

"Hindsight." Ran Yan found another outrageous shortcoming of Sang Chen, coldly dropped this sentence, picked up the box next to him and said, "Let's go." ”

"Go, go." Sang Chen nodded, swallowed dryly, and walked out of the dead alley with Ran Yan.

There were actually four carriages outside the morgue! Ran Yan paused slightly, although she was dressed now regardless of gender, but if she was careful, she could still distinguish the gender, looking at the more than ten people who slowly came down from the four carriages, Ran Yan couldn't wait to throw the body after killing Sang Chen, and her voice was like a faint cold pool, "You never told me that there are so many people!" ”

In the scorching summer sun, a drop of cold sweat actually flowed from Sang Chen's head, Junyi's face turned red, and he said with insufficient confidence, "I didn't know there were so many people below." ”

Ran Yan turned his head and glanced at him violently, feeling deeply that he was on the thief ship, Sang Chen really can't be judged by common sense.

"I can't know people myself, but this time I admit it! You wait for me! Ran Yan floated out from between his lips and teeth, and his suppressed voice seemed to carry gusts of yin wind, which made Sang Chen's hands and feet tremble more and more.

"Mr. San!" Among the group of people who got off the Han family's carriage, a middle-aged man in Chinese clothes who was slightly blessed saw Sang Chen and hurriedly greeted him eagerly.

"Han Xiancheng!" Sang Chen hurriedly bowed.

When Ran Yan heard Sang Chen's title, he couldn't help but look at Han County Cheng a few more times, Jinling County Cheng, the father of the deceased, wearing a dark blue official uniform without embroidery patterns, his beard was only three or four inches long, and he was very neatly repaired, but his slightly chubby face had a faint tiredness and paleness, and he had a gentle and elegant temperament unique to Jiangnan people.

Han Xiancheng's eyes drifted past Ran Yan as if he didn't have anything to do, and seeing that Sang Chen didn't mean to introduce, he didn't ask more, but said, "This time Xiao'er's matter is annoying Mr. Sang." ”

"Don't dare, Han Langjun has a friendship with Zaixia, if such a thing happens, how can Zai Xia stand idly by." Sang Chen coped decently and walked to the morgue with Han Xiancheng.

There were only two women among the dozen or so people in fancy clothes, one in his fifties and the other in his thirties. A group of people walked behind Han Xiancheng and Sang Chen, and the old woman looked at Ran Yan for a while before she followed with the support of the middle-aged woman. Ran Yan silently followed behind with the box.

The morgue is built in the western suburbs, far away from Fang City, and there are not many pedestrians, so even if so many people are together, they are not worried about the uproar.

As soon as I stepped into the morgue, a cold wind blew in my face, with a faint smell of corpse decay, and in summer, it actually made people chill from the soles of their feet.

The officials of the morgue all looked half-dead, and the leader only glanced at Han Xiancheng, and said, "Han Xiancheng, please come with me." ”

"Thank you." Han Xiancheng's voice trembled faintly.

The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, Ran Yan could understand, but seeing Sang Chen's trembling legs from behind, somehow, his mood suddenly improved.

The official took out the key and opened the door, "Han County, please." ”

Han Xiancheng turned to the old woman and said, "Mother is waiting outside." ”

"No, I want to see the mountains." The old woman whispered, and was the first to enter the morgue.

The rest of the people had no choice but to follow in silently, Sang Chen's face turned white, but he still glanced at Ran Yan worriedly, and asked in a low voice, "You, aren't you afraid?" ”

"I'm afraid." Ran Yan said in a flat voice through the soap veil, "It's summer, I'm afraid the corpses are all over the place, and they are unrecognizable, that appearance is comparable to a ghost, and, do you smell it?" It has begun to smell rancid. ”

Ran Yan looked at Sang Chen's handsome face without any color, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and felt comfortable in his heart, "You asked for an autopsy, you don't plan to stay outside, right?" ”

There was already a low sobbing sound of a woman in the room, and Sang Chen pursed his lips tightly, and he had not made up his mind after a long time when heaven and man had been at war.

"Mr. Sang, it's time for an autopsy." Han Xiancheng's voice came from inside the house.

When Sang Chen heard the sound, he almost fell down in shock. Holding on to the door frame, he pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said to Ran Yan, "I, let's go." ”

Walking into the morgue, a more gloomy smell came to my face, but there was no rancid smell, but the place where the corpse was placed, the smell would always be filled with the smell of death. The dark room was lit with candles, there was only one coffin in the whole room, the windows were covered with thick felt, and ice basins were placed around the corners to slow down the decomposition of the corpses in the summer.

Sang Chen gritted his teeth, lowered his head and walked in, thinking that he was in the coffin anyway, so he didn't come close to see it.

Ran Yan walked to the coffin with Sang Chen, put down the box in his hand, took out the mask and gloves sewn by Midori yesterday, and put them on.

Indoors, the light is not good, and naturally it can no longer be carried with a power fence. After Ran Yan put on the mask, he took it off.

A waterfall of hair appeared, and the eyes of the Han family suddenly widened, that small figure, exquisite figure, clearly a little lady!

Ran Yan didn't seem to notice the surprise of the crowd, lifted the covering cloth, and observed the condition of the corpse while putting on gloves.

Ran Yan took out a blank booklet and threw it to Sang Chen, and said lightly, "Mr. Lao Sang, let's record it." ”

Sang Chen opened the booklet with shaking hands, his mind was blank now, and he didn't know what to record, what Ran Yan told him to do.

However, Ran Yan's hand had just reached into the coffin and was about to start the autopsy, when he heard someone outside the door say loudly, "Wait! ”