The Capital Inspection Office was unusually quiet today.
Even though there are many people in front of the gate.
All kinds of people stood silently at the door of the inspection house.
There are green plaques hanging around their waists.
When Jiang Wang went out today, he hung up his fourth grade green plaque next to the white jade gift from his sister.
The green card is slightly larger and the white jade is slightly smaller.
Stacked together, the blue and white colors are distinct.
Jiang Wang saw Lin Youxie wearing a green scarf at a glance.
She was still wearing men's clothes and standing alone in the corner of the crowd.
Some people tried to comfort her, but her face was expressionless and her eyes didn't even move.
More people silently kept their distance from her.
The four major Qingpai families are certainly the history of the Qingpai system that cannot be erased, and they certainly made indelible contributions to the establishment and development of the Qingpai system.
But it eventually passed away.
Looking at the entire history of Qingpai, the contributions of the four major Qingpai families deserve the respect of all Qingpai leaders. But within the Qingpai system specifically, in the distribution of immediate interests, of course there is also struggle.
Why could Lin Youxie easily take the position of deputy inspection envoy? Of course he is Yu Yin from one of the four major Qingpai families. Even if he does not have much real power, after all, he is already on the same level as Yang Wei in terms of rank.
The disintegration of the Qingpai Family objectively frees up more positions and gives more opportunities to others.
Therefore, from the days when Li Youyou was guilty of being beheaded to the death of Uriel today, for many people, it is hard to say whether they are happy or sad.
Lin Youxie just stood there, motionless.
She didn't see Jiang Wang, or in other words, she didn't see anyone.
Uriel's death means that for the people in the Qingpai system, there is missing an iconic presence. It is the end of a legend in the Qingpai system.
Only for Lin Youxie, she lost her last relative.
Jiang Wang and Zheng Shangming walked into the crowd.
This is the crowd welcoming the coffin.
Of course Zheng Shi, the captain of Bei Ya, stood at the front, leading the entire Bei Ya without getting angry.
As soon as Jiang Wang walked over, the crowd moved silently and made way for the position next to Zheng Shi. This is today's Beiya Li, and people's default position is where Jiang Wang should be.
Zheng Shangming, son of the captain of Beiya, could only stand behind them.
Jiang Wang reached that position, but did not stop, but continued to walk forward.
He said: "Deputy Ambassador Lin, why don't you stand over?"
The crowd separated into a road. The starting point of this road was Jiang Wang and the end point was Lin Youxie.
Lin Youxie, who was dumbfounded, suddenly noticed something and turned his head.
All I saw was Jiang Wang striding in and the hand stretched out.
She gave in subconsciously, but naturally she couldn't.
Jiang Wang had already grabbed her forearm and pulled her towards the front of the crowd.
Wherever you go, there is a road.
By the time she reacted, she was already standing at the forefront with Jiang Wang.
Zheng Shi did not express any opinion on this, and the crowd was also silent.
Jiang Wang's hand had been loosened, but Lin Youxie seemed to still be able to feel the force clamping on his arm.
The scene of him walking towards her through the crowd was imprinted in her trance.
Although her first reaction at the time was to avoid it, her eyes clearly remembered it... This was the only hand reaching out to her in the cold, crumbling world.
Uriel's body was sent back to Linzi as soon as it was discovered.
The cause of his death has not yet been determined.
Uriel has resigned from Qingpai, has no job and no status, and died overseas...
In what name can the Metropolitan Procuratorate open a case? With what qualifications does it have to investigate?
Even...who wants to check?
Uriel took off the green card, and while gaining freedom, he also lost his asylum.
To put it bluntly, he secretly investigated the famous Osawada family in Qi State, which was a way to die.
If Mr. Tian really wants to kill him, who can say anything?
Earlier, Tian Huanwen attacked Uriel overseas, and Uriel could only avoid the attack and fled back to Qi. No one from the Capital Inspection Office came forward to fight.
Of course, after all, Uriel is a famous catcher who left a mark in the history of Qingpai.
Just looking at how many people came to welcome the coffin today, you can see its weight.
If the murderer is really the Osawada family, it will inevitably arouse the hostility of the entire Qingpai system. Maybe we can't do anything directly for Uriel's death. There will be a long time to come, and there will inevitably be some targeting.
Thinking about it, the reason why Uriel was able to investigate the Osawada clan on his own for so many years without getting hurt was not only because of his own caution, but also because of the Osawada clan's rat-catching device.
All in all, for the Osawada family, killing Uriel without permission is something that will not have immediate serious consequences, but will definitely have far-reaching negative effects. It is not in line with the low-key strategy of the Osawada family in recent years. (
Aside from Tian Anping, the Osawada family has indeed been very low-key in recent years.)
Therefore, it is not yet known who the murderer is, and it is not certain that it must be the Tian family.
So the question comes back again...who will check?
Jiang Wang stood silently in front of the people. Suddenly he remembered something and sent a message to Zheng Shangming: "How long will it take Tian Anping to break the seal?"
Zheng Shangming hesitated and said: "He killed Liu Shentong in the forty-sixth year of Yuanfeng... Calculating it, it will only be ten years next year."
Apparently Mr. Zheng had similar thoughts. Uriel was suddenly killed, and a generation of corpses were caught floating in the sea. This kind of disregarding style is too similar to that madman...
Jiang Wang breathed a sigh of relief.
He was not sure whether Tian Anping saw him last time in Qixing Valley. But such a dangerous person is always unsettling.
However, this uneasiness only passed slightly, and I immediately started practicing again.
When it comes time to face it...
He will face it.
A group of famous people in the Qingpai system were waiting silently in front of the gate of the inspection house.
This scene made several streets near Beiya very nervous. For a long time, not even the hawkers' cries were heard.
Zheng Shi, the captain of Beiya, couldn't help but glance at Jiang Wang next to him.
There were so many people present to welcome the coffin, waiting with different moods.
There is anxiety, there is sadness, there is anger.
All in all suppressed.
Only the most dazzling young genius at the moment is actually practicing.
What others see is diligence, but what he sees is sobriety.
Keep yourself awake among the crowd.
Jiang Wang is obviously a person who has clear goals and knows exactly what he wants.
Zheng Shi was still puzzled before as to why this young man refused the position of Captain of Bei Ya, but now he can understand a little bit more...
After all, the paths are different.
It was already late at night when Yang Weitong drove the carriage in person.
"I picked up Wu Lao at sea and asked for a thin coffin to be temporarily buried in Tianfu City. I went non-stop all the way..." This disciple of Yi Xingchen, the court official, explained this way.
Zheng Shi just walked to the coffin in silence, gently pushed the coffin lid open, and looked down at the people in the coffin.
"Old Wu..." He sighed, "I'm home."
The inspection office was crowded with people.
Almost all the Qingpai head catchers have sad expressions on their faces.
Seriously speaking, who among those who have struggled in the Qingpai system for some years has not received guidance from Uriel?
Some people even couldn't help crying, while others wept silently.
Of course there are people who would like to see the building collapse.
There are also some who secretly swear that one day they will find out the truth and avenge Wu Lao.
But in this atmosphere of sadness, a calm voice sounded
"I want an autopsy."
Among the crowd, Lin Youxie was the only one with an expressionless face.
Yang Weitong looked at her and said: "Of course an autopsy is required. There must be an explanation for Wu Lao's death. This is what we do, but..."
According to the established rules, people who are close to the deceased are generally not allowed to conduct autopsies. Because the emotional fluctuations are too great, it can easily lead to deviations in the results... at least not the first one to do the autopsy, lest the results are not objective and some clues are destroyed.
Of course Lin Youxie knew the rules. But she just repeated: "I want an autopsy."
Her eyes were too firm and stubborn.
There were many people present who could be said to have watched her grow up. They watched how that little girl grew up step by step to become what she is today.
She doesn't believe anyone in the entire Beiya now.
But who can not understand?
Yang Weitong was silent.
Zheng Shi sighed: "Let her test it."
Lin Youxie then walked closer, looked down at the body for a moment, then reached out to close the coffin lid.
There was still no expression on his face.
No sadness, no tears.
Jiang Wang silently walked forward, lifted the coffin, turned and walked towards Beiyali: "I'll help you."
Lin Youxie said nothing and just followed him silently.
The crowd made way for them.
The two of them took a coffin and headed straight to the morgue.
To go to the morgue, you have to pass through Bei Ya Prison. This is not the first time Jiang Wang has visited this road.
Carrying the coffin, he walked through the bare iron house.
Not long after, Zheng Shangming followed.
It is appropriate for someone to observe the autopsy during the autopsy.
Since Jiang Wang and Lin Youxie have the same stance, a third person is definitely needed to supervise.
Zheng Shangming, who is responsible for the Feng Gu case together with them, is obviously the best choice.
The sense of proportion in this cannot be accurately grasped by someone other than a person like Zheng Shi.
Although the three of them are considered the backbone of the Qingpai system, the headman on duty at the morgue still carefully recorded the state of Uriel's body and asked the three of them to sign it before opening a separate room for them.
Morgue.
Coincidentally, this morgue is exactly opposite the morgue where Jiang Wang came last time.
If it had not been locked, the doors on both sides were wide open, and Feng Gu's coffin should have been visible from here.
Jiang Wang glanced at the head catcher for a few times before putting down the coffin he was holding.
Speaking of which, the two corpses in the morgue both died because of the same case. They also struggled from that year to the present, so they can be regarded as dying at the same time.
Feng Gu's coffin faced Uriel's coffin, as if there was some kind of tacit understanding.
After the headman from the morgue left, Zheng Shangming explained casually: "The rules are here. It's normal to be stricter. It's not directed at anyone. Brother Jiang, please don't mind."
"What's there to mind?" Jiang Wang twitched his lips: "I'm just curious, if this place is so strict, how did that person get in last time?"
Zheng Shangming was silent for a moment and could only say: "The man who sneaked in last time is called Qi Song. He has an uncle named Qi Huaichang."
When he mentioned this matter before, he only vaguely mentioned it by the name of Yangxin Palace, without saying who it was specifically.
I didn't expect Jiang Wang to be so vindictive, so he asked questions when he found the opportunity.
Although he and Jiang Wang were on different paths and were destined not to become close friends, they did not want to destroy the existing friendship. In comparison, it was not a big deal to let out the news about Qi Song.
Qi Huaichang is also one of the deputy inspection envoys who holds real power. His status in Beiya is no lower than that of Yang Weitong. It is really simple to arrange for someone to be admitted to the morgue.
"Oh, Deputy Ambassador Qi!" Jiang Wang nodded, indicating that he understood, and stopped talking.
At this time, Lin Youxie had opened the coffin lid again, completely exposing Uriel's body to the air.
This is a face she is very familiar with.
Because it is so familiar, it seems strange at this moment.
Ever since she could remember, Grandpa Wu had always looked like an old man. This meant that he was no longer young when he achieved the arrival of God.
But the "old" and energetic spirit of the past cannot conceal the majestic strength and the persistence that breaks everything.
Now it is dry, like a ring of bark wrapped around a piece of rotten wood.
God is dying and decaying.
There are special autopsy tools in the morgue, which are placed next to the stone platform.
But Lin Youxie just silently took out his small black wooden box from the storage box.
Pulled out the first drawer, selected a pair of gloves, and slowly put them on.
Then he pulled out the third layer and selected a two-inch-long pointed knife among the various knives.
Close the wooden box again.
The whole process was very peaceful.
Now, she held the knife in her right hand, while her left hand slowly untied the old man's clothes and gently pressed it on the left shoulder socket.
The skinny corpse in front of her, and the coldness she could still feel through her gloves, were silently describing the facts to her.
The person who said, "I follow my 'law' and walk my way. I don't care about anything, and I don't avoid people and ghosts." No longer exists.
Your "Dharma" is in the Qingpai, and your "Tao" is in the Sanxing Palace.
If it was true that he was "ignoring everything", why did he give up everything he owned in Beiya and pursue it alone for so many years because of his friend's death?
If you are someone who "doesn't avoid people and ghosts", how come you have treated me like your own child and taken care of me for so many years since you were a child?
There are so many questions that can only be kept in my mind and will never have answers.
Lin Youxie was silent.
So what is the point of pursuing the truth?
What is the purpose of pursuing the truth?
Do you lose another relative because of the injustice of one relative?
Facing the corpse in front of her, she doubted for the first time the path she had traveled over the years.
Jiang Wang and Zheng Shangming were also silent, just waiting for her move.
Lin Youxie made the first stab in silence. The tip of the knife penetrated into the shoulder socket and penetrated an inch and a half. She skillfully pulled it down diagonally and made a half arc.
Gently pick it up with the knife, the edge of the knife is opened, and the texture of the muscles is clear.
She looked at it carefully, remembered it in her mind, and then pushed back the cut flesh.
After a simple cleaning, he put away the knife and took out a translucent thin cone, which was only slightly thicker than an iron nail but five inches long.
The index finger and middle finger of the left hand took a few steps on the side of the body and then pressed it in place, then naturally pierced it in...
Jiang Wang and Zheng Shangming watched Lin Youxie silently as they completed all the autopsy work.
From the scalp to the toes, from the outer skin to the internal organs, no possible clues have been missed.
She is so calm.
The movements are clean and precise, without any delay.
Even with the most critical eye, you can't find anything wrong.
Zheng Shangming, who silently wrote down all the data of the corpse in his mind, could not help but be amazed by this superb skill. Compared to Jiang Wang, he was able to understand the "skills" better because of his family background.
And when he looked at Lin Youxie who was already packing the wooden boxes, he was actually even more surprised by how calm she was during the process.
"Have you taken your medicine today?" Jiang Wang sniffed it gently and asked suddenly.
Lin Youxie was stunned for a moment, his hand holding the knife stopped there.
