Datang Coroner

Chapter 318 Something Strange (Monthly Pass 200 Plus)

When he saw Uncle Lu's body, Fu Shiyi was a little surprised.

At this time, Uncle Lu's clothes had been removed and placed on the autopsy table.

Before he had time to see clearly what was going on with Uncle Lu's body, Fu Shiyi first smelled it.

A rancid smell.

It's like the meat starts to rot after sitting for a long time.

Then Fu Shiyi saw the ulcer on the corpse's chest.

The corpse's chest had festered badly.

Even the original shape of the wound is unclear.

But Fu Shiyi knew that this wound was left when Second Uncle Lu fought with He Dalang.

But when he came to Chang'an City, the wound should have been healed.

At that time, Second Uncle Lu smelled like medicine.

Fu Shiyi knew exactly when the wound was created, so he wondered even more: "How did the wound deteriorate so quickly?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

Fu Shiyi asked the three of them: "What do you three think after examining the corpse?"

Zhong Yuehan was the first to speak: "I think he died from a wound that has not healed for a long time, festering and producing poison."

Xu Shuangyu whispered: "I think it's suicide."

Zhai Sheng's voice was even lower: "I think it's murder."

Well, it was really three people who gave three different answers.

Fu Shiyi took a deep breath, forcibly resisting the urge to kill all three people on the spot, then opened the investigation box, put on gloves, and prepared to start the autopsy.

"Decedent male, aged between 35 and 45 years old. Approximately [-] feet [-] inches tall."

"The body of the deceased is complete and there is no missing part. There is no scar on the face, and the identity is confirmed."

Fu Shiyi opened his eyelids and took a look: "The pupils are dilated, but the crystals are not yet cloudy. Rigidity has begun to form. Light-colored spots appear on the back of the corpse. The estimated time of death should be about two hours."

The trio looked at each other: When can we judge so easily?

Once Fu Shi determined the time of death, he began to examine the surface marks of the corpse.

"The deceased had no bleeding points in his eyes, face, or mouth, but there was bleeding in his mucous membranes."

"No scars, no bruises on the neck."

Finally, when he reached his chest, Fu Shiyi lightly pressed on the area around the wound, and found that Uncle Lu's ribs were broken.

Fu Shiyi was taken aback for a moment, then frowned: "The deceased's ribs were fractured. Because the ribs were completely broken, there was an obvious sense of dislocation when pressed on the fractures. It is inferred that not just one rib was broken."

"The deceased's chest was damaged and infected, and the depth of the wound was unpredictable. Because of the severe infection, the shape of the wound is also blurred, so it cannot be inferred what object caused the injury."

"According to the degree of wound infection, it is speculated that the wound may not have been formed recently."

Fu Shiyi looked carefully at the damaged area: "There have been scabs on the wound, it is likely that it was healed and then torn."

Fu Shi turned his head and glanced at the trio: "Where are the clothes of the deceased?"

The trio rushed to hold it up.

Fu Shiyi looked carefully at the wound on the chest of the deceased, and found that the clothes were stained with tissue fluid and pus.

Smell it carefully, there is still a bad smell.

As for the bandages that were removed from his chest - Fu Shi got a little overwhelmed after just looking at it.

The bandages were all stained with tissue fluid and pus.

As for the part that touched the wound, a piece of carrion was directly peeled off.

In addition, there is a black and yellow thing, in addition to the smell of medicine, it is a bad smell.

Fu Shiyi sniffed it and carefully distinguished it: I always feel that it smells like a toilet.

Fu Shi turned his head to the side and asked the trio: "What do you think this is?"

In the group of three, Xu Shuangyu whispered, "It's the combination of the medicine powder and the festering flesh of the wound."

Zhong Yuehan also nodded: "Because of the severe infection, I also asked Lu Erlang, and he said that the deceased did have a high fever. But the deceased himself said it was not important, so he never reported it."

Fu Shi nodded. According to this situation, Zhong Yuehan judged that the deceased died of infection, and there was no problem.

Xu Shuangyu didn't quite agree with this: "Although the deceased had a high fever, it hadn't reached the most serious stage. Instead, his fingertips and lips were black and swollen, and the time from finding something wrong to death was too short. So I suspect , was poisoned. But he has not been in contact with others, on the contrary, he only took the medicine once."

Fu Shi nodded, then looked at Zhai Sheng: "What about you?"

"My judgment is basically the same as that of Pisces, but I think that if he wants to commit suicide, there is no need to wait so long. So I think it is more like murder." After Zhai Sheng said this, he looked at him uncertainly: "What is Master's judgment?"

"I think he wants to commit suicide." Fu Shiyi whispered his own judgment.

The trio looked at Fu Shiyi suspiciously.

Fu Shiyi handed the bandage on the wound to the three of them: "Smell it again and see what this looks like."

The faces of the three were a little distorted, but in the end they resigned to their fate and took over.

Zhong Yuehan sniffed it carefully, but finally shook his head: "There seems to be nothing special about it."

Xu Shuangyu also went up to smell it, and after a long time, she was not sure: "It stinks. It smells like a toilet. There are signs of rotten wounds."

Fu Shi looked at Zhai Sheng again and again.

Zhai Sheng had heard it before, and shook his head: "I can't smell anything special."

"There is medicinal powder in it, so it smells like medicine. But besides the smell of carrion, there is also the smell of excrement. I suspect that the reason why the wound got worse and infected so badly is because he used feces in the wound." Fu Shiyi said softly. Slowly said: "Otherwise, it would take at least seven or eight days or ten days to form such an infection. What's more, he has been taking medicine—"

"Even if he didn't change his medicine after seeing us, so that the wound rotted, but...it's impossible so fast."

Fu Shiyi asked the trio: "Who do you think is the person who can touch his wound?"

The three looked at each other: who is it?Of course it was himself.Only he can have such an opportunity.

Zhong Yuehan frowned: "But why did he commit suicide? Why did he use such means——"

Fu Shiyi also shook his head: "I don't know about this. But the wound became like this, he must have caused it himself. When he was brought into the yamen, he himself did not ask for treatment or change of dressing. On the contrary, he has been acting as usual—"

"The cause of death was infection?" Zhong Yuehan asked softly, he was more concerned about this matter.

Fu Shiyi could only shake his head: No one is sure about this matter at the moment.Can only continue to investigate.

Fu Shiyi let go of the wound and continued to inspect other places.

Looking at it this way, I really saw some clues.

Fu Shiyi touched the slanted scar below the collarbone on the left side of the corpse: "Near the wound of the deceased, near the collarbone, there is a scar. The length is about three inches. Judging from the scar left by the wound healing, I'm afraid it's not a small scar. Injury. The wound may be deep, so there is so much hyperplastic tissue raised, leaving such obvious marks."

(End of this chapter)