Forensic drug concubine

Chapter 5 Do not cry without seeing the coffin

"Human life is as big as the sky. As a coward, you should uphold justice for the dead instead of perfunctory. If you act with such ignorant conscience, aren't you afraid that the ghost of the dead will come back to you?"

Her eyebrows were indifferent, and her voice was clearly beautiful, but it made people's hearts chill.

The old butcher made an 'ahh', couldn't help but staggered back a few steps, his old face flushed red!

"You...you don't want to talk nonsense, old man... this old man has been working as a martial artist for more than [-] years, and he definitely won't..."

"The deceased was a female, about 16 years old, four feet eight inches tall, with rope marks on her neck, red and swollen edges, and the deceased's face was blue, with dilated pupils and swollen eyeballs. Although makeup was applied afterwards, you can still see it carefully. The painful look on the face of the deceased, and..."

As Mu Qingwan said, her pupils narrowed slightly, and a gleam of light seemed to flash across her face. Taking advantage of the slackness of the yamen guard behind her, she broke free from the restraints, and squatted down beside the deceased. Under the eyes of everyone.

"If childbirth in the coffin does not exist, then how did these bloodstains come from? Moreover, the blood of the dead will not coagulate."

Her voice was not loud, but it was heard clearly in the ears of everyone present. That unquestionable tone was like a heavy hammer, hitting people's hearts with firm strength.

Grand Master Li's face turned a little purple, and he stared at Mu Qingwan with gloomy eyes, as if he wanted to tear her apart.

Mu Qingwan ignored Li Taishi's gloomy eyes, stretched out her hand to gently support the woman's head, exposed the bruised and mottled neck to everyone, and continued: "The strangle marks on the neck of the deceased are the cause of death, the strangle marks Handing it behind the neck is not hanging itself, it is homicide!"

"Full of nonsense!" Li Taishi roared angrily!

Mu Qingwan didn't pay attention to Li Taishi's raging flames, and continued to say word by word: "Besides, the identity of the deceased is not Li Taishi's daughter."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd immediately seemed to explode.

Mu Qingwan didn't miss the bluish-white look that flashed on Li Taishi's face.

"The daughter of a dignified grand master must be pampered and pampered with golden branches and jade leaves, but lying in the coffin is a woman with calloused hands and rough skin. Just ask, how can a young lady who is raised in a deep boudoir have calloused hands? ?”

"How could this be?"

"Isn't Miss Li the one who died? Where did Miss Li go?"

There was constant noise around, but Mu Qingwan ignored it, her eyes were calm.

"Ridiculous, simply ridiculous!" Taishi Li trembled with anger, his beard curled up.

Mu Qingwan shrank her pupils slightly. To be honest, at this time, there is no high-tech method of DNA. If Grand Master Li firmly denies it, she really has no better way to identify it.

But... her gaze swept across the bright red blood in the coffin, and the corners of Mu Qingwan's lips twitched slightly: "So, is the person in the coffin indeed the biological daughter of Taishi Li?" She deliberately bit the word biologically. Some heavy.

(End of this chapter)