Imperial pet forensic mad concubine

Chapter 125 The strangeness of the corpse

Tong Ange's eyes narrowed, and he looked up at Wang Qianhe: "It depends on what the adults found when they inspected the scene?"

What she said made Wang Qianhe raise his eyebrows: "The scene is intact, there is no trace of fighting and struggling, except that the door was knocked open from the outside, there is nothing unusual about it."

Hearing what Wang Qianhe said, Tong Ange's lips twitched. In Huichun's case, the doors and windows were locked from the inside and became the key evidence to conclude that the case was a suicide. Chun's room door was locked, and it's impossible for Eichun to lock the door by himself and commit suicide in the room, right?
Just now, when she saw the testimony on the certificate that the doors and windows were locked from the inside, she thought of the murder case of Yugo Aogasaki in the gymnasium. From the beginning of that case, there was no evidence that the murderer existed, and there was no trace of the deceased. It was a clue to the homicide, but it was finally confirmed that the murderer was transported out by a hand trailer.

It's like Sherlock Holmes said, take away all the impossible, and whatever remains, no matter how incredible, is the truth.

"Master Wang should take someone to Huichun's room to check carefully. Don't let go of any small corners. Maybe you can find clues about the murderer." Tong Ange said, his eyes flickered, and his eyes There was a flash of certainty.

If someone really killed Huichun, the murderer would definitely leave traces. Even if Huichun was frightened out of his wits, it is impossible for the murderer to kill her without any resistance.

Thinking of this, Tong Ange's eyes fell on Huichun's body again, and his voice was firm: "My lord, I want an autopsy."

Wang Qianhe nodded in agreement, and the scumbag on the side was so angry that his face was a little unsightly, which clearly questioned his professional standards, but Wang Qianhe agreed, and he had no right to object, so he could only watch Tong Ange get dressed angrily, ready autopsy.

Tong Ange carefully checked Huichun's body, but his body was indeed as what Wu Zuo said just now, except for the scar on his neck, there was no scar at all. Looking at the signs of the corpse, it can be deduced that the time of death was around midnight last night. During the period of Xushi, it happened to be the time when Moran left Huichun's room and returned to Xiyuan, that is to say, the murderer went in and killed Huichun as soon as Moran left.

That's right, that was the time when Huichun's mental breakdown was at its weakest, and the murderer picked this time to strike, the easiest time to succeed.

"No. [-] knife." Tong Ange said, stretched out his hand, and Mo Ran took out the scalpel from the toolbox and put it in Tong Ange's hand.

Because the wound on the neck was a fatal wound, Tong Ange chose to cut the neck first. It is not known what clues might be found from the wound.

The flesh was slowly cut open, and the subcutaneous tissue was exposed to everyone's eyes. Wu Zuo stared at Tong Ange's skillful movements, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Earlier, he had heard that Miss Tong Er was very capable. She had helped Mr. Wang solve several cases, and she was not even afraid of dead bodies. He thought she was just a daring yellow-haired girl. How could she be so vivid? See, it really shocked him a lot.

Tong Ange cut off Huichun's larynx, looking at the two clear blood spots on the subcutaneous tissue on both sides of her neck, her eyes couldn't help shrinking.Sure enough, someone grabbed Huichun's neck and stuck the hairpin into his throat.

It's just that this murderer is very smart, and his strength is well controlled. Looking at Huichun's neck from the outside of the skin, there is no trace of external force at all.

Wu Zuo looked at Tong Ange's movements and calmed down the anger just now. Now his face is full of concentration. He has never seen a person who can dissect a human body so easily and proficiently. Moreover, the knife in Tong Ange's hand seems to have eyes. , with perfect strength, avoiding blood vessels, and easily separating the flesh from the corpse.

"What is this?" Looking at the two blood spots on Huichun's neck, Wu asked aloud.

Tong Ange didn't raise his head, and kept moving his hands: "This is the mark left by the murderer pinching Huichun's neck, but the murderer's strength is well controlled, so that no one can see this mark from the outside." Said With that, the knife in Tong An's singer went down, and he sliced ​​through Huichun's chest with ease, and separated Huichun's stomach under Wu Zuo's surprised gaze and placed it on a wooden board beside him.

This is not the first time she has seen Wang Qianhe dissecting a corpse like this. Even though he was shocked, he gradually got used to it after watching it a few times. But the assistant next to him watched Tong Ange's movements in a daze. He had never seen it before. So so familiar with the structure of the human body.

Tong Ange cut Huichun's stomach open, and immediately a stench came out, which made Wang Qianhe, who was beside him, barely able to open his eyes.

The clerk couldn't help frowning, and the servants next to him all turned pale, subconsciously reaching out their hands to cover their mouths so as not to spit it out.

On the other hand, Tong Ange just frowned, as if he didn't smell the stench, and continued to move his hands, carefully extracting the stomach contents from Huichun's stomach.

However, there was nothing formed in Echun's stomach, only a gray liquid substance, as if something had been decomposed.

Tong Ange couldn't help frowning, she dipped some of it lightly with a white cloth handkerchief, trying to figure out what kind of substance it was, but she couldn't tell at all.

"What's the difference?" Wang Qianhe calmed down a little and asked aloud.

Tong Ange shook his head: "Everything she ate has been decomposed, and there is no way to tell what she ate from the contents of her stomach." Although she said so, Tong Ange still couldn't help frowning, and Huichun's stomach The stench that emanates is really unusual. It stands to reason that it takes a while to digest the food eaten in the afternoon, and it is impossible to digest all of it at night.

Thinking of this, Tong Ange's eyes flickered. Is there anything else about Huichun that she doesn't know?

But now, the corpse has been dissected, and apart from the two obvious blood spots on the neck, there is no evidence to identify the murderer, and the case has reached a stalemate again.

It seems that he can only go to Huichun's room to see if he can find any clues.

Tong Ange tidied up the corpse and sewed up the wound. Soon, Huichun's corpse returned to normal. How could he see the horrific scene of the autopsy just now.

"It can be proved that Huichun was murdered. For specific clues, Master Wang needs to send someone to Huichun's room to investigate carefully." Tong Ange put away the tools and looked at Wang Qianhe.

Wang Qian nodded: "This is natural."

Tong Ange bid farewell to Wang Qianhe and came out of Jingzhao Mansion, his brows were still tightly frowned.

Seeing this, Mo Ran who was following her couldn't help asking: "Miss, could it be that Echun was so scared that he committed suicide by choking his neck?" Apart from this, she couldn't think of anything else.

She didn't do anything to Hui Chun, but just threw the hairpin on Hui Chun's bed, who knew that the news of Hui Chun's death came the next day.

Tong Ange glanced at her, and was about to speak, when she suddenly thought of something, her eyes froze: "Where's the white cloth handkerchief I used just now?"

"Ah? Oh, the servant has received the toolbox." Mo Ran opened the toolbox and found the white cloth veil inside.

Tong Ange opened it. At this moment, the liquid on the white cloth was half dry, and some gray powdery substances had solidified on it.

Seeing this, Tong Ange narrowed his eyes and sniffed at the tip of his nose. The stench was still very strong.

At the beginning, she also found some white powder substance in Erlan's nose, and now, she found a similar powder in Huichun's stomach. Could it be that Erlan's death had something strange, not just Huichun's death? It's so easy for her?
In this way, the real murderer is someone else?

Thinking of this, Tong Ange walked quickly towards the carriage.

Mo Ran was taken aback, and quickly followed: "Miss, what's wrong?"

"Let's go back to the mansion first." Tong Ange said, she had already boarded the carriage, she now has to go back to the mansion to confirm one thing, by the way, find a chance to check in Huichun's room, if the murderer who killed Huichun is really If it has anything to do with the murderer who killed Erlan, what exactly does this person want to do?
When the two returned to Tong's mansion, it was almost evening. As soon as Tong Ange returned to the courtyard, he closed the door. Mo Ran and Zhenniang were not allowed to enter, so they could only wait outside the door.

When Bizhu came over with tea, she saw Zhenniang and Moran at the door, looking inside anxiously from time to time.

"Miss isn't inside?" Seeing this, Bizhu couldn't help asking strangely.

There was a bit of worry on Zhenniang's face: "Miss is inside, but she doesn't know what she's doing, and she's locked herself in the room since she just came back." Saying that, Zhenniang couldn't help but sigh.

Hearing this, Bizhu's eyes flickered: "Miss, what did you do today, did you encounter something that didn't go your way?"

Hearing her question, Zhenniang was also reminded, and hurriedly turned her head to look at Mo Ran: "Miss, did something happen to you outside today? Why did you lock yourself in the room as soon as you came back? What happened?" Is something wrong?" And just now when Tong Ange came back, his face was very ugly, which made Zhenniang couldn't help but become more worried.

Mo Ran didn't know what Tong Ange was doing at the moment. When he left the Jingzhao Mansion, Tong Ange only said to go back to the mansion as soon as possible.

However, regarding Huichun, she can't talk nonsense, she can only shake her head: "I don't know, Miss left from Jingzhao Mansion, and she said she would return home as soon as possible."

"Jingzhao Mansion Yamen?" Zhenniang frowned when she heard the question, and Bizhu next to her also had a look of surprise on her face.

Zhenniang was about to ask again when she heard the door creak and it was opened. Tong Ange came out and saw the three of them guarding the door, raising her eyebrows: "What happened?"

Seeing that there was no strange expression on Tong Ange's face, Zhenniang opened her mouth and said after a moment of hesitation: "No, it's all right." But she couldn't help but wonder what Tong Ange did when she went to the Jingzhao government office today. .

(End of this chapter)