Chapter 22: Will You Do an Autopsy?

"Invite him in." Ran Yan said.

"Lady!" Xing Niang hurriedly stopped, "It's really inappropriate to see a man in private!" ”

The atmosphere of the early Tang Dynasty has gradually opened up, even if it is a private tryst between unmarried men and women, it is really normal, Xing Niang is the servant of the Zheng family in Xingyang, and the atmosphere in the south is not as bold as in the north, so the requirements are naturally higher.

Ran Yan straightened his clothes and said indifferently, "It seems that Aya plans to use me to marry, so naturally you don't need to worry about marriage." ”

Xing Niang sighed softly, and no longer dissuaded, chastity is not the only criterion for measuring a woman now, if it is really as the lady said, Lang Jun plans to marry her, it is really better to do what you want and do what you want to do, otherwise, you may not have a chance to do whatever you want in the future.

"I took the liberty of visiting, and I was abrupt......" A warm voice like a spring breeze slowly blew into the courtyard with the evening breeze.

Ran Yan had just taken off his sandals, turned around under the porch when he heard the sound, his eyes fell quietly on the cramped man, just for a moment, when he retracted his eyes, he saw that his face was already red, and his handsome face was full of shyness.

Ran Yan's fingers moved slightly, and he immediately clenched into a fist, surprised that he had the urge to dissect people again.

"Mr. Sang, please come in." Xing Niang said.

Sang Chen handed the cloth bag in his hand to Xing Niang, "This is a little bit of heart." ”

"Mr. Sang has a heart." Xing Niang took the cloth bag with a faint and detached smile on her face, turned around and led him to the hall.

Ran Yan was already sitting on the main seat, and when he saw Sang Chen coming in, he bowed slightly to him, "Mr. Sang, please take a seat." ”

Sang Chen nervously arched his hand and said, "Thank you, lady." ”

After he sat down, Ran Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, calmly looked at his helpless appearance, and only after a long time did he speak, "Mr. Sang came to me, why did you come to me?" ”

Sang Chen felt that the matter he asked for was a bit difficult, and he didn't know how to speak, but he heard Ran Yan ask directly, he hesitated a little, and said, "Speaking of which, I have only met my lady four times in the next place, and I just said a few words, and it is really abrupt to ask the lady for help here......

"Wait." Ran Yan interrupted him, "You said it four times? ”

In addition to admiring the flowers and asking about the inkstone, Ran Yan couldn't remember where he had seen him for a while.

Sang Chen said shyly, "When the lady saved Zhou Lang, I said a few words to the lady below. ”

Ran Yanxiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and the picture of that day suddenly flashed in front of her eyes: she grabbed a young man on the bridge, and the young man said urgently, "This lady, you have to pull it down, it is important to save your life!" ”

When she buried the earth to save people, a young man who was very young asked, "Didn't you say that San Lang was still saved, why was he buried on the spot?" ”

"You have not been to the city." Ran Yan's voice was flat, affirming rather than asking.

Sang Chen explained embarrassedly, "When I ran to the stable that day, I remembered that I couldn't ride a horse in Xiaxia, so I ....... ”

"Let's get down to business." Ran Yan rubbed his swollen and aching temples, this Sang Chente couldn't hold the topic, obviously she was talking about things, she just interrupted, he just ran away with other people's topics, Ran Yan doubted, if he pulled it farther, would he not remember his original intention of coming here.

Sang Chen hurriedly collected his thoughts, recalled what he was going to say, and then said, "Someone please write a lawsuit below, the person who happened to die was a classmate in the state school, and it was not easy to shirk in the next, but there was no evidence, and the lawsuit written was unfounded, and the government probably wouldn't pay attention to it, so it was ...... I don't know the lady...... Can there be an autopsy? ”

Autopsy, Ran Yan's fingers shook, she was very familiar with this work, the feeling of looking for the fatal cause on the corpse, suddenly came to her mind, she felt that she was in a dead silence somewhere, and it was all resurrected in an instant.

Even though the emotions in her heart fluctuated, Ran Yan's face was still calm and cold, but Sang Chen saw that she didn't speak for a long time, thinking that she didn't agree, and hurriedly said, "I also know that this matter is difficult for a strong man, after all, such a thing as an autopsy is insulting to the identity of a lady, but the pretense of the government will not help outsiders casually......"

"You're a lawyer?" Ran Yan was wondering. The lawyer is equivalent to a lawyer, defending the plaintiff or the defendant, writing the pleadings, this kind of person must be assertive, clear, articulate, and active, and dialectically argue the correctness of the views he expounds from all aspects.

"What is a lawyer?" Sang Chen asked blankly.

Ran Yan suddenly thought that eighty percent of the Tang Dynasty did not have this profession, so he no longer answered, and secretly thought about this matter in his heart.

I have to say that Sang Chen is quite good at finding people, Ran Yan is a veteran in the forensic field, but once the corpse in her hands is in her hands, it will definitely be dissected without any secrets, the key is whether she has no need to help with this.

Sang Chen looked at Ran Yan's frowning and contemplative appearance, and couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in his heart, he really had no choice, thinking that Ran Yan could come back to life, he should have very superb medical skills, and it shouldn't be a problem to find out the cause of death, right? However, it would be better if we could save people......

Even if Ran Yan was reincarnated ten more times, she would never guess Sang Chen's naΓ―ve thoughts at this moment.

However, she was not interested in any of this, "Do you know how to shoot ceramics?" ”

Sang Chen didn't know what this had to do with the autopsy, but he still replied honestly, "Firing ceramics is an ancestral craft in the next family, so naturally it will be." ”

Ran Yan nodded clearly, looked at Sang Chen and said slowly, "I can help you with the autopsy, but you have to promise me three points, one is not to let people see me, two is not to reveal my identity, and the third is that you have to help me burn something." ”

Looking at the production process of the Fang Cheng mud inkstone, as well as the degree of fineness, Ran Yan guessed that Sangchen's craftsmanship in firing ceramics should also be very good.

"It's nature!" Sang Chen's face was full of joy, "The classmates in the lower class have a lot of wealth, and they don't want to publicize this matter, they have already bought off the garrison of the morgue, and they can go over at any time." As for firing things, there is no problem. ”

Ran Yan nodded, "You said that the classmate of the state school, could it be the case of Caixiu Pavilion?" ”

"The lady also heard about it?" Sang Chen was quite surprised, he thought that Ran Qiniang was a noble girl who did not leave the gate, this is not in the city, who would have thought that the case that happened yesterday, she would know it today.

Ran Yan directly ignored his question and said indifferently, "Tomorrow I will go to the city with you for an autopsy, and the ceramics I want to fire are also very urgent, I hope you can complete it within three days." ”

"I will try my best to ......" Sang Chen was a little hesitant on his face, firing an ordinary ceramic, making, drying, glazing, firing, cooling, and depending on what kind of ceramics are fired, it is not delayed for a moment, and it takes two days to half a month, if it is more delicate, it is difficult to produce a finished product in a month.

"It's not an effort, it's a must. I'll help you perform an autopsy, you help me burn ceramics, it's a deal, I promise nothing will go wrong, should you also guarantee speed and quality? Ran Yan doesn't know how many days it takes to fire ceramics, and she doesn't want to make it difficult, but Yan Niang's lives are in danger, especially Zixu, if it drags it down, it will be death, "The ceramics I want are just peculiar in shape, about the thickness of a thumb, hollow, and there must be an inner tank of just the right size stuffed into it in the middle, no need to decorate, just be able to hold water and put medicine...... How many days does it take at least to fire such a thing? ”

Sang Chen thought for a moment and said, "If the weather is fine, and then use our family's drying secret method, it can be achieved in three days." ”

"Okay, I'll give you a detailed picture later." Ran Yan breathed a sigh of relief slightly, half of the stone in his heart was lowered, and then there was only a needle, such a thin hollow needle, where can I find it?

This half month is destined to be very busy, but for the workaholic Ran Yan, it is really nothing, and the most headache for her is the matter of the Ran family and the Qin family discussing marriage.

Thinking of Ran Wen's look at her, she seemed to be very satisfied with her appearance, if this was put on a normal person, she would definitely want to marry her daughter to a higher family, and Ran Wen would probably be no exception, but as far as Ran Wen's treatment of her mother is concerned, Ran Yan really doesn't dare to have any hope for this short-sighted father, maybe the Qin family has done something great, plus the steproom blows the pillow wind, so he sold her.

Qin Shilang is romantic, his temper is fickle and irritable, and Ran Yan is really afraid that he will not be able to help killing people one day.