Ji Xuan placed the toolbox on the ground, squatted half-crouched on the ground, and slowly put on a pair of nylon gloves on both hands.
Use a Y-shaped knife to carefully scratch the skin of the deceased.
Fang Wu squatted under the shade of a tree and looked over.
With her long figure and indescribable posture, she was clearly squatting there seriously and meticulously, but it gave people a lazy feeling, with a bit of subtlety but without feeling hot.
Every move, even if the intestines are dislodged, makes people unable to take their eyes away.
"Judging from the condition of the body, he died almost two weeks ago. He ate almonds and crabs before his death. It was the two foods that were in conflict with each other that led to his death."
"Accident?" Ye Zhuqing was stunned and interjected.
"No. I asked before I came here. The government has no records of household cancellations in the past month." Ji Xuan refused without mercy.
There is a folk saying in Daman that if you don't close the household, your soul will be homeless and you will never die in peace. Therefore, when someone dies, most families will close the household.
But not in the past month,
And even if there is, it may not be the case. Who would not wrap a mat in it, just throw it under the tree and bury it casually?
There is also whether the face was damaged intentionally or it was a coincidence. If it was intentional, then the murderer deliberately concealed the identity of the deceased, which may cause certain difficulties for the government to investigate the case.
The possibility of coincidence was unlikely, so after checking the stomach, Ji Xuan took a step forward and began to check the face.
You can see traces of mosquito bites on your neck and arms. Although they are few, they are very clear. But there are no traces of mosquito bites on the face. Although the face is very messy, the original appearance cannot be seen. But he was able to confirm at a glance that it was not a mosquito bite.
"Is it possible that he has no family?" Ye Zhuqing continued to ask.
For some reason, Ji Xuan could hear an almost certain feeling from his words. He didn't know where this feeling came from. It was like a sixth sense, extremely accurate.
He asked: "If there is no family, who is buried here?" These simple words seemed to be confused with iced tea, knocking coldly on people's hearts.
Ye Zhuqing was stunned by the question, yes, is this a murder case?
It’s really a wave of ups and downs.
Fang Wu walked over and squatted opposite the corpse. She pointed at the tip of the man's hair and said, "Master, have you noticed? The bottom of his hair is red."
In her image, there seemed to be some dyes made from plants that could dye nails into other colors. But in his impression, those dyes were very expensive and not accessible to ordinary people. But look at this corpse. The clothes he wears should not be from a wealthy family.
"some."
Ji Xuan nodded. He had seen it before, but he didn't know what caused it.
"Cut some for evidence. Mr. Qin, does he know anything that can cure hair from turning red?" He asked Fang Wu while raising his head and looking at Qin Sihan.
Qin Sihan was born into a noble family and has traveled extensively over the years. If possible, he might have seen her. So, he asked.
"I haven't seen it, but I don't rule out the possibility. Women in the palace usually use juice leaves and flower stems to dye their nails. I don't know if it can dye their hair."
Qin Sihan shook his head and said.
"It doesn't smell like anything." Ji Xuan smelled Fang Wu's hand and hurriedly avoided it. Perhaps even he didn't notice that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised and his heart was beating fast.
He removed his eyes from the deceased's face, looked up carefully again, and put his two hands between the hair, gently, smoothly, without any texture.
He touched it inch by inch, shook his head, and found nothing, so he had to stare at the face again. It was as white as jade, and except for some jagged edges, there was no unevenness.
It's as if this face has no facial features in the first place, like a flat stone with patterns carved by God, but it was carved randomly without any sense of beauty.
He found a green bottle from the tool box and poured the powder inside onto his face.
The face quickly changed, and the white powder suddenly turned into orange-yellow, with bubbles popping out, giving people a nauseating feeling.
It took a while for the bubbles to burst one by one, and some deep white bones could be clearly seen on the top of the face, and the forehead bones, nasal bones and so on could be vaguely seen.
"It should be that preservatives and some kind of hydrogenated compound were used to prevent the corpse from decaying and to make the face more easily identifiable. It is not ruled out that an acquaintance committed the crime." Ji Xuan said calmly.
At this point, it was basically obvious that at least the person who buried the body was the murderer.
Because the face was damaged, it was impossible to tell whether there was any damage to the mouth or teeth.
There was no emotion in his voice, it was exceptionally cold and calm, with only a hint of laziness, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.
In an instant.
Ji Xuan took the autopsy record from Fang Wu, glanced at it for a few times, then signed and handed it to Fang Wu.
"I think Young Master Qin should have some spies in various states and counties. Can you please help them recall and see if there is anyone with such red hair passing by? Or you can ask the government to check the official records." Ji Xuan asked.
The idea is that no matter what, we should first find a way to find out the identity of the deceased.
"I heard Zhang Xuan say before that you have encountered assassination, and there are always many people around you." Ji Xuan saw Qin Sihan looking at him in confusion, lowered her head and whispered.
"It's true that good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles." Tan Sihan laughed, and half-way through, he turned to look at Bai Xi.
To be honest, although these people were working for him, he might not be able to contact them.
These people want to have an affair, but there are only two destinations, one is Baixi, and the other is the place where all kinds of strange things happen.
The task of these people is to help him find people and observe some things in secret.
"Yes, sir, I will contact you when I get back." Bai Xi nodded.
"Thank you, you two." Ji Xuan said,
"It's considered a private matter." Tan Sihan smiled and said nonchalantly. He didn't want to be a favor.
"Although we have known each other for a short time, Mr. Qin has helped me a lot, whether it is official or private matters. I have not done anything, but Mr. Qin has done a lot. Mr. Qin does not dare to say that the things in the yamen are not detailed, but it is also
You are responsible enough to take on the responsibility, but no one can give you anything in return. Don't you even want to say "I'm doing you a favor, sir?"
Ji Xuan shook his head and asked seriously. As he asked, he carefully touched the outline of the corpse's face with one hand. Although he couldn't figure it out clearly, he could always figure out some clues over and over again.
Qin Sihan just smiled and said nothing, but he felt that there seemed to be two eyes in the air looking at him.
One was from Bai Xi, with care and respect, and he was very familiar with it. The other was a little unfamiliar to him. He had seen everyone present, but he could easily find the source.
Ji Xuan didn't continue talking and just continued to look at the body...