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Chapter 409 Corpse
"Maybe that person doesn't have this ability? For example, he was drugged!" An An stretched his head.

"It's also the same direction, but the time is wrong. Someone was observing secretly at the time. They didn't see the second person entering, but they saw the first person leaving; they saw the shadow of the old man chatting with the second person from a distance, and then turned back , the old man was killed." The old man thought about it and shook his head.

"Why are you still here?" Qingqing suddenly turned her head and looked at Tang Leng and Ximen Kai. She remembered that she had ordered them to do something.

Tang Leng bowed to them and retreated; Ximen Kai stood there, looked up at Qingqing, then turned and left with a dark face.

"Did your people see the murderer?" Xiao Yue looked at Master Qiao.

"We can't save him! Of course, we don't know he is the old man. Before this, there were five people following Kaifeng Mansion, and he was just one of them." Mr. Qiao spread his hands and said calmly.

"Grandpa, where is the evidence?" Qingqing came with him to get the evidence collected yesterday.

The old man gave her a small book. The people in Kaifeng Mansion were pretty good at drawing the scene.Qingqing has been teaching for so many years, and she can always learn something.

Qingqing opened it and looked at it, and saw that there was a rubbing of a footprint inside. She picked it up and looked at it, frowning tightly.

"what happened?"

"It seems that everyone knows that we can look at footprints. Isn't it fun for these people to wear shoes that don't fit them?" Qingqing gave the footprints to Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue took a look and found that he was really not that professional.

An An stretched out her chubby hand and patted it.

Xiao Yue gave the rubbing to An An, and An An looked at it, "Do you wear small shoes for big feet?"

"How can you tell?" Xiao Yue didn't understand.

"Look at Li Dian, think about how you would walk if you wore shoes that were one size smaller." Qingqing said softly.

Xiao Yue had never worn small shoes, but he looked at his feet and asked, "The toes will be wrapped together, but you can't use force?"

"It's almost the same. The main thing is that this person took off his shoes after sitting down. The way he puts on his shoes from under the table is different from the big shoes." Qingqing showed them the shoe prints under the table.

"Looking at it this way, this person is not thoughtful?" Xiao Yue looked at those footprints and frowned.

"It's impossible for people to completely control themselves." Qingqing shook her head, "There's no poison in the tea, and I got the tea cup back. Where is it?"

Qingqing looked up at Master Qiao. Master Qiao gave her a paper bag with words written on it, but the words were a little bad, and finally the writing was correct.

Qingqing sat down carefully, took out a small brush and toner from her box, and looked at the fingerprints on it very carefully. After a while, she shook her head, "There are no fingerprints on it."

"So now people are learning to be smart." An An also expressed a little regret.

"Not bad, it shows that they are very concerned about us." Qingqing smiled, put the cup back into the paper bag, and sealed the bag again.He put his box back and looked up at Master Jiang, "Do you have anything else to say about this body?"

"What you just said is right, experts may not find a place so quickly, so you look here." Master Jiang pointed a convex crystal mirror at a place and motioned to Qingqing to take a look.

Qingqing went over and saw that it was a small pinprick under the neck. My husband was old and his neck was full of wrinkles. If Master Jiang hadn't searched for the relevant acupoints one by one, he might not have been able to find it. "My husband is a soldier. If a needle pricks him, how can he not hide?" Qingqing touched her neck gently.

"I don't know about that." Master Jiang collected his things, and his meaning was very clear. He only wanted to do the autopsy, and he didn't care about anything else.

"Master, please take my pulse! See if I don't need to be a vegetarian anymore?" An An saw Master Jiang packing his things, and stretched out his hand and looked at Master Jiang expectantly.

"Whenever you can see your feet without closing your stomach, you don't have to eat like this." Master Jiang saw that his little apprentice still had love, so he gave him a light tap and said while holding back a smile.

"Why am I looking at my feet when I have nothing to do? What's the point of looking at my feet?" An An was angry.

"I'm going up the mountain to eat fast. Do you want to come with me?"

"Master, why did you go again?" An An looked disgusted. Now that he thought about it, he felt that it was actually okay at home, and he still had some meat to eat.

"You can find a quiet place and take a nap." Master Jiang looked at An An and couldn't help but ask after thinking about it, "Have you really never been afraid?"

"Why should you be afraid? I wasn't the one who killed them. I'm helping them redress their grievances. How much do they want to thank me? I haven't asked them to collect money yet." An An was right. She was almost moved. She helped them redress their grievances. Even before the money was confiscated, he felt that it was not he who was afraid of these corpses, but these corpses who were afraid of him.

Qingqing drew the autopsy diagram and checked it again, but after hearing An An's words, she looked back at An An.

"Who do you want to collect money from?"

"Hey!" An'an sighed again, "Forget it, my mother took it away after taking it. How can my mother like money so much?"

"Because she's your mother." Master Jiang replied. After thinking about it, he turned around and took another look at the corpse. After thinking about it, he put on his gloves again and gently pressed his hands on the old man's head and neck.

Xiao Yue doesn't understand, look at An An.

"The time for people to die is too short now. If they were injured before death, they won't show up now, but they can still be touched with hands. For example, if we fall, besides bruises, we will actually get red and swollen first." Although An An came to the Yamen to learn Most of my skills were inspired by the Yamen chef who knew how to make meatloaf.However, he actually learned the art of autopsy seriously by the way.

"I'll add a chicken drumstick to you tonight." Xiao Yue now really feels that An An is pretty good.

"If possible, change it to the leg of lamb!" An An said hurriedly.

"Yeah, I promise, it's as big as a chicken drumstick." It would be strange for Xiao Yue to let him succeed.

"You're so bad!" An An didn't even want to talk to Xiao Yue anymore.

Qingqing didn't want to pay attention to them. Now she was looking at Master Jiang intently. She was not a forensic doctor. She was really bad at this.

Master Jiang walked again, raised his head and shook his head at Qingqing, "No."

"So I am not a master, because if I miss a hit, it will be self-defeating. Then, this needle and that knife can only explain one problem, the one who comes is smart but not motivated." Qingqing is not disappointed, she cares about the truth.

"The other thing is that if you understand medical skills and know how to recognize acupuncture points, you can also find the heart with one knife." Master Jiang took a dagger, pointed it at the white-striped pig, measured it with his own hands, and then followed the angle of the bone. His dagger was really It slides into the pork.Master Jiang is over fifty years old. He is skinny and has strength that an ordinary scholar can use.It was actually a coincidence.

(End of this chapter)