The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 27 When Did You Promise to Let You Have an Autopsy

servant room.

Song Yu was lying on the shelf with a layer of white cloth covering her body, covering everything.

Seeing this scene, Su Qingran frowned slightly.

The corpse was hidden in the room. Why didn't she notice anything unusual when she just packed her luggage?

He raised his feet and stepped forward, ready to lift the white cloth.

In the past two years, whenever she saw a dead body, she had to do an autopsy. She had formed a conditioned reflex.

"What are you doing?" Yun Jin stopped her.

"Look how he died."

"You don't need to ask, you killed him." Li Liang added.

"Then tell me, how did I kill him, did I wipe his neck with a knife, or stabbed him in the stomach?" Su Qingran's voice was slightly cold.

Li Liang froze for a moment, then turned his eyes away, "You killed the man, how do we know?"

Su Qingran glanced at the few people in the room, and saw that everyone looked at her with the eyes of a murderer.

His eyes turned around and landed on Murong Che, "I said I didn't kill the man, will you believe me?"

"How does this son believe you?"

"Please give me a chance to do an autopsy!" Su Qingran said solemnly, her round and tender face showing firmness.

"Examination... autopsy?"

After the words fell, everyone in the room looked at her in surprise.

"You know how to do an autopsy?" Li Liang was even more surprised.

Su Qingran ignored it, looked at Murong Che again and said, "I implore your son to give Han Qing a chance to prove her innocence."

"But... Song Yu was clearly killed by you, how can you prove it?" Li Liang muttered.

Others also echoed, "Yeah, the facts are in front of you, and you still want to quibble!"

"Han Qing, you should recruit..."

"Quarrel."

Murong Che's cold word immediately made everyone in the room shut up.

Yun Jin glanced at him cautiously, and said hesitantly: "Your Majesty, servants, please take them down."

"No need, just let them watch my autopsy here, maybe the murderer is among them." Su Qingran narrowed his eyes, and his sneering eyes flashed across everyone's faces one by one.

Facing those unnatural black pupils, the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth became even more serious.

"When did my son agree to let you have an autopsy?"

This……

Isn't it the default that he has been silent just now?

"Your Majesty, you are the Minister of Dali Temple. I heard that there has never been an unjust case in your hands. Now that the slave is being wronged, you will definitely not sit idly by, right?" Su Qingran began to flatter.

"Finished?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Su Qingran froze for a moment and nodded.

She really couldn't think of how to praise him any more.

"The autopsy is fine, but you have to agree to one condition for this son."

"My lord, please tell me."

"The conditions will be discussed in the future, you can test it first."

Su Qingran rolled her eyes, this scum wouldn't dig a hole for her, would it?

Without thinking too much, he stepped forward and took off the white cloth covering Song Yu's body.

At this time, Song Yu's eyes were opened, the eyeballs were protruding, and his face was red and black.

At first glance, it looks a little scary.

Everyone glanced at it, and backed away in fright, not daring to look any further.

However, Su Qingran seemed a little friendly as if he hadn't seen a corpse for a long time.

After checking Song Yu's face, he couldn't help but sigh slightly. This charming man with a cleanliness habit always wriggled around on weekdays, but he didn't expect to turn into a cold corpse in a blink of an eye.

"It looks like he's dying." Bailihe glanced at him and said lightly.

"If you are smothered to death by life, you will naturally die with peace."

As soon as Su Qingran finished speaking, there was a slight sound from the crowd, someone accidentally kicked a chair.

"Why are you guilty? I didn't say you were the one who smothered you to death." Su Qingran snorted coldly at the indigo figure in the crowd.

(End of this chapter)