After completing the process, she exchanged two sets of prison clothes from the system store.
Liu Ruyan pretended to go out.
When she entered the room again, she handed the prison uniform to Bai Zhi: "After you put on your clothes, follow me."
Both her and Bai Zhi's faces were smeared with dark yellow cream and then changed into prison uniforms, making them look ordinary.
The few people understood each other tacitly, and finally put on a thin black fur coat as a cover, and then walked out of the inn.
It's late at night and the dew is heavy.
Restaurants and restaurants have already closed, and business will not be resumed until the fifth watch curfew is over.
It was half way through the long night, and there wasn't even a pedestrian on the road.
The watchman rings the gong, once slowly and twice quickly, which is the third watch.
Just as he was passing by the entrance of Dali Temple, the watchman subconsciously peeked inside.
I heard that a batch of charred corpses were transported here, and the state of death was so horrific that even the minister of Dali Temple frowned frequently when he saw them.
Although the watchman has not seen it with his own eyes, he is familiar with the prison history.
After the prison officer cleaned up the corpse, he couldn't eat for several days and felt sick every time he saw roasted meat.
Looking at the dark teeth, a gust of wind blew past, as if a black shadow crossed the wall.
The watchman shrank his neck and squinted again.
The white walls and gray tiles are so clean that there is not even a shadow.
Maybe it was because of his eyesight.
In the courtyard.
With the help of night vision function, Liu Ruyan could see everything within a hundred steps.
She was holding a lantern with no fire inside, and Bai Zhi followed her step by step.
"We're here." Liu Ruyan suddenly stopped.
In sight, a red painted door is the autopsy room.
Bai Zhi came to stand beside her, raised her hand to touch the door, but her fingers touched a cold lock.
"There's a lock on this door."
Liu Ruyan naturally saw the lock on the door. She lit the lantern and placed it on the ground, and the dim light filled the air instantly.
She raised the lock and looked at it for a while: "It's Guangsuo."
A wide lock is shaped like a pillow, and is mostly made of copper. There are reeds on the inside. The locksmith will increase the number of reeds as needed, and sometimes it can reach twelve reeds.
She lifted up the lock and squinted to the side, seeing that it was actually a machine lock.
To open the machine lock, specific techniques must be used to push the reed inside.
"It was a waste of time." Bai Zhi looked regretful, but in the end she was trapped by a lock.
"Let me give it a try." Liu Ruyan closed her eyes, tapped the lock body gently, and listened to the movement inside. "It seems to be a five-spring lock. The structure is relatively complicated. I will have to spend some time."
As she spoke, she took out the copper pipe from her sleeve.
"This kind of copper pipe can also open the lock?" Bai Zhi felt strange.
Liu Ruyan adjusted the copper pipe and responded: "This is called Pepsi Hehe."
Pepsi Hehe has a hook at the top and its handles are connected to each other. Folk thieves use it to open locks.
Liu Ruyan looked at the keyhole for a while and inserted the copper pipe according to a specific technique.
Give it an inch.
Pan left.
Lower half inch.
Turn it over and insert it all the way.
Close your eyes and feel the subtleties in your hands. With a crisp "click" sound, the lock opens.
Bai Zhi was so shocked that she couldn't speak.
After the door was opened, an unspeakable smell of corpses hit us.
Unlike Yizhuang, Dali Temple hears major cases, and many of them die in horrific circumstances.
The smell of blood and rotten smell floating in the air were mixed together, and Liu Ruyan walked straight into the lobby without stopping.
Seeing her figure melting into the darkness, Bai Zhi hurriedly picked up the lantern and followed closely.
"Host, go to the end." Ye Xun reminded her.
Her eyes fell on a piece of white cloth. She hesitated for a moment and finally opened the cloth.
But under the cloth, there were about a dozen charred corpses lying side by side, silently recounting the tragedy of that night.
"Can we start?" She glanced behind her.
Bai Zhi put down the lantern and immediately looked at the charred corpses.
Even though he had been prepared, he still took a breath of cold air at this moment.
Bai Zhi grew up in Yizhuang, and she rarely saw such tragedies of killing families. The methods were so cruel that they were like purgatory on earth.
Liu Ruyan lowered her eyes and glanced over the corpse. Finally, she looked at a rickety, charred corpse and said, "This is Uncle Quan."
Seeing that the corpse was severely burned and the surface wounds were difficult to identify, Bai Zhi squatted down, took out a sharp knife specially designed for widowers, and slashed open the throat of the deceased, revealing the mushy soot.
"The fire that the deceased encountered during his lifetime." His eyes darkened, "If there are injuries on the bones, use this bottle of Moon Melting Powder to remove the burnt dead flesh."
Bai Zhi turned her eyes and looked at her solemnly, "The deceased is the most important, are you sure you want a bone examination?"
She frowned, tightened her palms, and slowly uttered one word: "Test."
As the sound dissipated, Bai Zhi shook out the powder from the bottle and sprinkled it evenly on the body. After waiting for a while, the dead flesh became soft. He dipped a fine cloth in water and began to wash the bones.
Liu Ruyan's eyes burned, and she finally turned around and stared at the gray wall in front of her.
Silence.
She didn't know how long it had passed, but she heard a voice from behind: "Okay."
Turning around again, I saw a white skeleton lying on the cloth.
Bai Zhi took out the clay pot from the box and explained to her: "This is the traditional Chinese medicine gallnut. It is tasteless and can be dyed. It can be washed away with the medicinal juice after the bone examination."
The brush was filled with juice and spread evenly between the bones until it was completely covered. After it penetrated, he asked Liu Ruyan to bring a basin of water.
After flushing away the excess liquid with water, Angelica dahurica placed the human bones in front of the lamp, looking at them carefully one by one.
As time went by, his eyebrows became more solemn.
"The deceased had been severely injured before his death. His left rib was broken in two places, cracks were visible on the inside of his right ulna and right knee patella, and his phalanges were injured in many places..."
Bai Zhi pointed at the ink marks between the bones one by one and said in a difficult voice: "The murderer is very skilled in martial arts and is accustomed to boxing."
As Bai Zhi finished speaking, Liu Ruyan lowered her eyes.
A scene suddenly appeared before my eyes:
The murderer attacked from the left, and Uncle Quan received a heavy punch in the chest. The moment he fell to the ground, blood flowed from the corners of his lips.
He struggled to stand up, but at this moment, someone crushed his right finger again, and the sound of pain echoed through the entire ancestral hall.
"Tell me the whereabouts of the iron box!"
Uncle Quan bit his teeth full of blood and slowly got up.
His vision became blurred, and there were figures in front of him. He couldn't see clearly when the other party made his move.
This time, the right knee was hit suddenly.
He fell to the ground, hearing the man's cold shout in his ears.
"explain!"
Uncle Quan was breathing heavily.
Near him, the Liu family's scouts had their veins cut off and were doused with stone paint. The smell of blood that filled the room was strong and pungent.
The flames were lit, and when the smoke filled the air, the screams were deafening.
Fire devours the sky, purgatory on earth!
"If you don't want these people to be burned alive, just tell them the whereabouts of the iron box."
Liu Hanquan's unfocused pupils reflected the raging fire, and suddenly, his lips moved.
"In...the cellar..."
The light of the fire gradually faded away, and the surrounding area was completely dark. It was still the temple of Dali Temple, with bones lying beside the lamp.
As her only blood relative in the world, she suffered humiliation before her death and was wronged after her death.
Hatred, regret, and anger were intertwined in her heart. Her eyes were red and she bit her lips.
Bai Zhi turned the pile of bones over and over until he picked up the dead man's head and exclaimed: "What is this?"
Saying that, Bai Zhi quickly took the tweezers, took out an object from the eye socket, and placed it in front of the lamp to examine it carefully.
Liu Ruyan also stepped forward and looked at a black linear object.
"It's actually Chi." He suddenly said.
Zhi, a legless insect.
But how could there be such a thing inside the human body, especially inside the skull?