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For Lin Wenzhong, guilt accompanied him for the rest of his life, and in order to make up for this guilt, he did not hesitate to hide the descendants of the Wu family in his own home, and in the name of his daughter, he was obedient to her in every way.

The guilt brought by this guilt made him feel very painful, but he didn't want to forget it, and he didn't want to let it go, and even rubbed the short knife that killed the head of the Wu family every night, forcing himself to remember this past.

Man is an animal that likes to indulge in it, some people are addicted to beauty and wine, some people are addicted to the sound of dogs and horses, some people are addicted to power and prestige, and of course, some people like to indulge in the pain of the past.

Perhaps this pain will make his life worse than death, but this pain continues to prove that his heart is still alive.

Yang Jing didn't understand this kind of guilt and pain very well, and he didn't know Lin Wenzhong too well, a respectable old man.

But he knows that Lin Wenzhong has always treated everyone equally, and his attitude towards his three sons is really different from his attitude towards his daughter.

Not to mention the preference for sons over daughters in ancient times, it is to cherish his daughter, with Lin Wenzhong's restrained character, he will definitely not spoil to such an extreme point.

This can only show that Lin Wenzhong did not raise Lin Qi'er as a daughter, this daughter is like the bottomless pit of guilt in his heart, he needs to continue to give everything he has to fill and make up for it, and only by constantly paying can he alleviate the pain caused by guilt.

Yang Jing just asked casually, but he didn't expect Zou to verify this question for Yang Jing with his own words and deeds.

As Yang Jing said, Gou Liangsheng is dead, and wanting to let Lin Que a horse is actually a very simple thing, and he finally understands that the reason why Zou's temperament has changed greatly is to continue to protect Lin Que for his deceased husband.

He couldn't blame Lin Wenzhong and his wife for what they did, he was just moved by the decades-old love between them and the feeling of mutual affection and heart-to-heart connection.

At present, although Wei Qian's life has been saved, in addition to the encounter and death match with Gou Liangsheng, this Lord Zhizhou has not been able to provide any valuable clues, and Yang Jing's investigation needs to continue.

After getting the permission of relatives such as Zou and Lin Xun, Yang Jing finally took Song Fengya and began to give Lin Wenzhong an autopsy.

It is said that this kind of thing is really difficult to involve relatives, after all, it is necessary to take into account the personal emotions of relatives, but in the end, there is still a relative who strongly asks to participate in the autopsy.

And what surprised Yang Jing was that the participants were not iron-blooded men who had worked hard in the army for more than ten years, and now the soldiers and horses of Juzhou supervised Lin Xun, nor was they Lin Jue, the small stall head of the secret agents of Jiangling Mansion, but Lin Guan, who was gentle and elegant to the point of being a little cowardly!

Yang Jing thought of the calligraphy and paintings hanging in Lin Wenzhong's study, which were signed by Lin Guan Lin and courtiers, and he also vaguely understood Lin Guan's mood.

Yang Jing had already preliminarily examined Lin Wenzhong's body earlier, and if he wanted to find out the real cause of death this time, he could only use autopsy.

After all, Lin Wenzhong's room had to be left for the Zou family to be a thought, and it couldn't be bloody, so Yang Jing used the study next to him as a dying autopsy room.

When Yang Jing was about to carry the corpse, Lin Xun and Lin Jue stepped forward, and together with Lin Guan, the three brothers carefully transferred their father's corpse to the study next door, just like when their father carried them outside the barracks on his back when he was a child, carefully chasing his prey.

Lin Xun and Lin Jue didn't stay in the end, Yang Jing asked Song Fengya to close the door, more than a dozen lanterns were lit around, and several lanterns were hung on the beams, and the room suddenly lit up as day.

After all, it was winter, and Yang Jing was not worried that these lights would cause the room temperature to rise, affecting the internal changes of the corpse.

Yang Jing looked at Lin Guan, wearing gloves, and asked, "Second son, let's start here?"

Lin Guan secretly took a breath, gritted his teeth and nodded, Yang Jing lit three incense sticks, and worshiped Lin Wenzhong with Song Fengya Lin Guan, and planned to remove Lin Wenzhong's clothes.

Zou knew Lin Wenzhong too well, and did not dress this old general who had been fighting horses for half his life in the loose shroud commonly used by rich people, but put on an old battle robe for him.

Lin Guan didn't say much, silently walked up to help, and together with Yang Jing, took off this set of robes for his father, folded it carefully, and gently placed it on the stool at his father's feet, covering his lower body with a white cloth, for fear that his father would still catch a cold.

Although Yang Jing had the intention of cultivating Song Fengya, in the presence of Lin Guan, it was not good to treat Lin Wenzhong as a specimen of teaching, so he had to let Song Fengya stay back and be an assistant to him.

Yang Jing started to check from the head, that is, the scalp and hair follicles were not spared, and then all the way to the toes, in addition to the superficial wound on the left chest, Lin Wenzhong also had more than a dozen old scars or scars on his body, and there were some deformities in the left wrist, which should be caused by the failure to properly connect and reduce after the fracture.

Yang Jing did not let go of key parts such as eyes, ears, nose, mouth and throat, and even checked the lower body, which can be said to be from top to bottom from the inside out, after all, there is not much gain.

Although Lin Wenzhong is over sixty years old, he still practices martial arts every day, his body is also tough, there is no fat on his body, not even a big belly, although his skin is loose, but his muscles have not atrophied.

Yang Jing took out all the surgical instruments and placed them on the long table next to him, ready to start the dissection, but at this time, Lin Guan couldn't help but ask: "Is there really no other way for adults?"

Yang Jing thought about it, so he had to shake his head, Lin Guan also felt very disappointed, couldn't help but have red eyes, turned around, thought that he was stronger than the eldest brother and third brother, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't hold on after all.

Song Fengya, who was behind her, saw Lin Guan's expression, and couldn't bear it, so she said to Yang Jing: "Brother Yang, wait a minute"

Yang Jing turned his head and cast an inquiring glance at Song Fengya, but saw that Song Fengya bit her lower lip, and then said a little unconfidently.

"My father once said that if there are no obvious fatal injuries on the body, and there is no abnormality in the skin color, mouth, eyes, ears and nose on the body surface, you can use vinegar and hot water to wash and examine, if there are hidden wounds or internal injuries under the skin or in the body, or micropores such as needle cones, it can be revealed."

"If there are no scars on the body after the fruit is washed and examined, but the deceased's belly is swollen and he makes a sound with his hands, it means that he is drunk with too much alcohol and food, and his heart and lungs are swollen and he dies."

Song Fengya has been exposed to it since she was a child, and when Song Ci writes books, she will also help sort out first-hand materials such as her father's notes and autopsy reports, so she is very familiar with Song Ci's forensic theory.

"Although Lord Thorn Shi did not have a swollen belly, the old lady and the eldest prince said that Lord Thorn Shi has quit drinking for more than ten years, but he has drunk a lot tonight, so we can't let go of the possibility of being too drunk and full."

Although Song Fengya has learned a lot of things from Yang Jing's side, and has also been exposed to a lot of modern forensic knowledge and methods, she sometimes has doubts about her father's empirical theory, but at the moment she can't care about it.

Although it was a little troublesome, at least it could make Lin Guan feel at ease, and let him know that the dissection was a helpless act of last resort, so that his heart would be easier to accept.

Yang Jing could also see Song Fengya's intentions, and couldn't help but feel relieved, Song Fengya gave him a feeling that he had always been more casual and free, but after getting along for such a long time, Yang Jing had discovered that Song Fengya was actually a delicate girl with a delicate heart, and her free and heroic spirit was just her appearance.

Lin Guan naturally knew Song Fengya's identity, Song Ci was famous all over the world, and her daughter investigated the case with Yang Jing, Lin Guan suddenly burst into hope, and asked Yang Jing with anticipation: "Can you try this method, my lord?"

Yang Jing pondered for a moment, looked at Song Fengya, and said to Lin Guan: "Then please ask the second prince to let people prepare hot water and vinegar." ”

Lin Guan was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked people to prepare these things and send them into the room, Song Fengya actually carried out it in person, using hot water and vinegar to wash Lin Wenzhong's body!

Lin Guan was also full of emotion, not to mention that Song Fengya is a young lady, she is an ordinary woman, and no one in the world dares to do such a thing, and the likes of the people are cheap things, but Song Fengya does it herself, and that kind of serious and focused look, the kind of soft light emitted when the candle flame hits her, everything makes Lin Guan feel amazed and shocked!

At this time, it was his turn to feel guilty, and he felt that he should let Yang Jing dissect it, so that there would be no need to let Song Fengya do this kind of thing.

Although he wanted to help, in the process of cleaning, he needed to observe the changes in the epidermis of his body, and Yang Jing and Song Fengya didn't let him interfere.

When Song Fengya washed her abdomen, Lin Wenzhong's abdomen was covered with light red horizontal lines!

"Brother Yang!

Yang Jing took a lamp and took a closer look, but he saw that the horizontal lines on the abdomen were fine, and there were not a few, which looked a bit like stretch marks!

Song Fengya couldn't help but be surprised when she heard Yang Jing say that these horizontal lines were somewhat similar to stretch marks, because she had worked with Yang Jing earlier, and Yang Jing had made such a joke with her, she knew that after a woman gave birth, she was very likely to leave stretch marks, especially for obese women.

But Lin Wenzhong is a big boss, and it is impossible for him to get pregnant and give birth, so how can he leave stretch marks!

Yang Jing also realized the strangeness of the problem, he frowned, and said to Lin Guan with a solemn face: "Second son, you better go out and rest first." ”

Lin Guan saw that Yang Jing's face was serious, and knew that the horizontal lines on his abdomen led to something strange, and then Yang Jing and Song Fengya might have to go under the knife, he had already seen Song Fengya's efforts, knew that the dissection was unavoidable, and finally accepted it in his heart, took a deep look at his father's body, and then turned around and walked out of the door.

Yang Jing handed a scalpel to Song Fengya and instructed her, "Cut open his throat and see if there are any signs of swelling in his throat." ”

Although Song Fengya is not perfect, she is also skilled, she nodded immediately, pinched the scalpel, took a pair of pliers from the side, and started to move.

Yang Jing pressed the abdomen, percussed all over the chest, and then took out the stethoscope, checked it again, and then took the acupoint with his hand, and cut a hole in the upper abdomen, when the umbilicus was six inches above the middle of the umbilicus, and half an inch next to the anterior midline.

After Yang Jing opened the incision, there was immediately a slimy dark red blood gushing out, and the blood was mixed with a lot of debris, exuding a warm stench!

At this time, Song Fengya had already finished the examination, and reported to Yang Jing in surprise: "Brother Yang, his laryngeal edema has almost blocked the entire larynx!"

Yang Jing turned his head to look, but saw that Song Fengya's hands were also bloody, and there were a lot of residues in the blood, which was gushing out of the incision!

Yang Jing's heart was happy, but he suppressed it, and then made an incision in his lower abdomen, and even poked his slender two fingers into it to investigate.

When Yang Jing's fingers were pulled out of the opening, Yang Jing said to Song Fengya with some surprise: "I think, maybe I know the cause of his death!"