"Why don't you dare?" Prince An frowned and said, not wanting to be outdone, "Is this Prince afraid of you?!"

Chao Zhong was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and said to Lu Qingfan: "You don't care?"

"He is a senior official." Lu Qingfan said lightly, coupled with the proud look in Prince An's eyes, Chao Zhong almost lost his temper.

"I am Mr. Lu's younger uncle. Mr. Chao wants to bring in reinforcements, but he is looking for the wrong person..."

"You bastard, who asked Prince An to enter the Metropolitan Procuratorate? Get rid of him quickly..."

King Anjun and Chao Zhong started fighting as soon as they disagreed. Lu Qingfan stood by and watched, while the servants and clerks looked around, not knowing who to help.

Yu Zhi looked helpless, and regretted even more in his heart: If I had known this, I should have driven away Prince An when he squeezed into the carriage!

It’s so wrong again!

Let's say that inside the couple's room, Yun Xi didn't know about the dispute outside and was still concentrating on the autopsy.

The corpse had been burned to a certain extent, and the detailed appearance of some of the wounds was indeed as Yu Zhi said. The strange wounds formed after excessive amounts of red phosphorus and sulfur powder came into contact with human skin were very hideous.

"As expected of Mr. Si Zheng who has been reviewing cases in Dali Temple for many years." Yun Xi murmured softly, and his hand was not slow in doing the autopsy.

The bright white hands wearing sheepskin gloves used a sharp corpse knife that burst out with cold light to cut into the abdominal cavity of the deceased. A crisp sound of charcoal mixed with the sound of sticky flesh and blood mixed together, forming a strange and mysterious scene.

autopsy scene.

Qingguo saw that his young lady had already begun the autopsy, and the action of applying concoction on the body was accelerated.

Each corpse is not painted too much, only a complete part is painted, such as hands, feet, or sides.

Uncle Zheng was beaten and beaten. The last time he had a verbal discussion with Yun Xi about kung fu, he felt frustrated. This time he decided to see the real deal.

He had just cut it with his own knife, and after carefully observing the internal organs of the deceased for a while, he saw that Yun Xi had completely removed all the internal organs of the first deceased and placed them on the tray...

…

Uncle Zheng rubbed his eyes vigorously. Could it be that he was dazzled?

"Isn't the wound on Yun Wuzuo's stomach too large?"

"What? The liver can actually test blood like this?!"

Oh my god, how can this intestine change color when it comes into contact with herbal juice..."

Uncle Zheng was so surprised at the beginning that he couldn't help but watch, and he had already forgotten that he was going to have a caesarean section for an autopsy.

"It doesn't matter if the wound is big, I can recover again."

"The liver is different from the other five internal organs. I have some special methods to do blood tests."

"This is my homemade concoction. Do you want to see it, Senior Zheng?"

Yun Xi patiently explained everything to Uncle Zheng without stopping, and even discussed with Uncle Zheng what the deceased was doing when he died.

"I'm afraid he is eating. The movements of his elbows and wrists, as well as the burnt posture, all show that he is holding chopsticks..."

"If there is food left in the esophagus while eating, the deceased does not." Yun Xi rejected Uncle Zheng's inference, pointed at the movements of the man's wrists and joints, and corrected: "It's not necessarily holding chopsticks, it's more like holding a pen.

."

After that, she used two knives as chopsticks and a bamboo stick as a pen. She figured it out by comparing the movements.

Uncle Zheng suddenly nodded: "It does look more like holding a pen."

Seeing this, Qingguo simply wiped some of the herbal juice on the several corpses assigned to Uncle Zheng in an attempt to melt the burnt black fat in them.

"The promised competition has now become a test..."

Xiao Qingguo pouted and continued applying the concoction without complaint.

Although Uncle Zheng was an arrogant person and was a little too arrogant because of his talent, he really loved the process of autopsy.

The two discussed and learned from each other and learned a lot.

Yun Xi is good at autopsies, her techniques are novel, and she also has many unknown gadgets that are quite useful, which Uncle Zheng knew from the beginning.

But what he never expected was that when it came to the formal autopsy, Yun Xi used almost all means and used everything available to search for "all the subtle truths about the deceased."

Seeing the black scabs gradually falling off the body of the deceased and the bits of exposed flesh and blood, Zheng Jun murmured: "It's not surprising, it's not surprising..."

How can someone who can accurately deduce the cause of death of the deceased and guess the motive and appearance of the murderer be just making empty suspicions?

Those actual deductions were all based on Yun Xi's detailed autopsy work, which led to accurate autopsy conclusions and a detailed understanding of the murderer.

When Uncle Zheng came to his senses, he realized that the sky was dark and that he and Yun Xi had already examined the eight corpses.

During this period, both of them were active, going back and forth, each showing their abilities in their specialized fields, which was really enjoyable.

"It's great, it's great!" Uncle Zheng didn't even bother to wipe his hands, and said seriously to Master Yun Xi, "Brother Zheng, I'm sorry!"

Yun Xi's transparent gloves were also stained with an unknown liquid that was sticky, red and yellow. She wanted to help Uncle Zheng, but she realized something was wrong, so she could only hold her hands and said politely: "Senior Zheng, there is no need to be modest. Today's discussion with Senior is serious."

Benefited a lot.”

"No, I have benefited a lot." Uncle Zheng said helplessly: "It's because I am narrow-minded when we work together."

Uncle Zheng's horizons were opened and he admired Yun Xi so much that he could not say anything more.

After the autopsy was completed, Yun Xi and Uncle Zheng filled out the autopsy record together, carefully considering every word, and finally came to a conclusion.

At Yun Xi's insistence, they jointly left their names in the autopsy records.

Uncle Zheng felt so ashamed that after leaving the widow's house, he never wanted to touch the case again.

"What's this old boy doing?" Chao Zhong has become accustomed to Uncle Zheng being up to no good at all times, so today's behavior is to be expected.

"Wait for Yun Xi." Lu Qingfan only cared about Yun Xi's autopsy situation, and he only trusted Yun Xi's judgment.

It would be better if Uncle Zheng is not here, so as to avoid subsequent prevarication.

After a while, Yun Xi's master and servant also came out.

"Senior Zheng said that I am enough for the follow-up matters. He did not intend to participate. He said he wanted to study my prescription." After Yun Xi explained, Chao Zhong realized that he had misunderstood Uncle Zheng.

"What recipe?"

A prescription that allows Uncle Zheng to take a look at the case and study it on his own must be extraordinary.

Yun Xi scratched his cheek: "A prescription that can quickly remove the scab from the charred corpse and expose the flesh?"

Chao Zhong: "..." He didn't need to ask this question.

"You are humiliating yourself." Prince An snorted and poked Chao Zhong on the shoulder with a good folding fan: "Okay, don't be stunned, let's go handle the case!"

After saying that, Prince An decisively picked up his clothes and ran away.

He doesn't care about what happens next.

Chao Zhong glanced at Lu Qingfan and said, "When it comes to autopsy and case determination, Mr. Lu is the expert. I won't be here to point fingers."

After saying that, he and Prince An fled... but one of them went outside the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the other entered the back door of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

By the time Zhi realized what he was doing, the clerk from the Metropolitan Procuratorate had long since disappeared; he was the only one left from Dali Temple.

"I'm a lower official..."

Before Yu Zhi could evade his words, Lu Qingfan took the initiative and said: "I want to see the place where the crime occurred. I can help you, sir, to lead the way."

The words of rejection were stuck in his throat, and Yu Zhi felt aggrieved.

Once again, frustrated.

On the carriage, Lu Qingfan did not shy away from the fact that Yu Zhi and Qingguo were still there. He took the initiative to hold Yun Xi's hand and asked about the situation of the eight Jiangnan students.

His focused eyes were fixed on Yun Xi, but his rough palm kept quietly rubbing the back of the girl's hand, rubbing it secretly and taunting Yu Zhi who was facing the two of them.

Yu Zhi: "..." He couldn't remember how many times Lu Qingfan took revenge like this. He only had one thought in his heart: destroy this carriage.

"Of the eight deceased, three died of burns and five died of suffocation. As Mr. Yu said, the things that caused the fire were red phosphorus and sulfur powder, which are the most important ingredients in making fireworks."

Someone deliberately placed a sufficient amount of red phosphorus and sulfur powder in the house, and somehow it suddenly ignited those objects, causing a strong fire that almost killed the eight people.

"Three of the deceased must have suffered from dysentery due to acclimatization during the journey, with constant diarrhea and a very light diet; among the other five, three had summer heat and low fever, and two had wind-heat syndrome."

All eight of them were feeling unwell, which was the direct reason why they did not directly petition to enter the palace.

"I see." Lu Qingfan nodded, "This pause to recuperate gave the criminal an opportunity to take advantage of the situation."

[Author's digression]: Yu Zhi: I shouldn't be in the car, I should be under the car. How sweet is it to see you guys?

Yun Xi: Here, dog food.

Lu Qingfan: That’s enough.
Chapter completed!