Chapter 45 (1/2)

Chapter 45: Autopsy Clues (Part 2)

“Hold on.” The clear and cold’s voice of a female voice echoed one more time, a touch of bright and shine from Zhuo Qing’s eyes, carefully lifted open the hair on the back of the head, Zhuo Qing continued, tranquilly said: “There was about an inch of an upward thread on the deceased’s back of the head bun, discovered a tiny pincushion wound, the edge of the wound was even, all around the scalp appeared to be greenish black, there was a little black pus blood that spilled over.”

How could the back of the head have a pinhole?

There were trembling discussions sound inside the main hall, and the few people who were standing next to the curtain covering veil nevertheless remained silent, each was considering to some extend.

Dan Yu Lan was curious, where did her teacher come from? Looking at her autopsy’s steps, narrative and careful examination to the extend of the distinctive body features, she absolutely did not lose to any outstanding coroner, even him!

Yan Hong Tian was bewildered, the female who was inside the light muslin faced the corpse with calm and concentration, was she that same beautiful woman whom he recognized from near the water?! He really recognized the wrong person?! No, this was impossible! These past years, her appearance often lingered in his mind, he could not recognize the wrong person! But this person at present, was so strange and yet she was still full of charms as before!! How many faces did she have in the end?!

Comparing to Yan Hong Tian, there was one more person who was even more doubtful, that was Qing Ling (the real QF but again at this point nobody knew except YHT about the identity mixup). The three of them grew up together from childhood, they learned poem and how to paint together, learned to dance and write in ink together, but she never knew that she could still do autopsy? Moreover, speaking so clearly and logically? What was going on in the end?!

Lou Xi Yan calmly stood outside of the curtain covering veil, but his mind had not been put to Zhuo Qing, rather falling into the abnormal expression that Yan Hong Tian had today, his dark, gloomy, serene and hidden’ eyes displayed too many complicated moods. This made Lou Xi Yan’s heart raised this one kind of a bad premonition, concerning the Qing family’s sisters, surely there was still some other secrets in this.

Yan Ru Xuan was staring at the female who was inside the curtain covering veil without blinking her eyes, her hand was tearing apart the corner of her skirt, she could feel that her own heart was shaking, but did not understand, whether it was because of scared or brokenhearted. Why did Yan Gege like the woman who was fiddling with the corpse? Why did he not choose her? Was it because she did not have enough courage?! Why………. The same person who was sinking and contemplating was Su Ling who finally laid down the wine cup. This female must be Qing Feng (again the name was intentionally “wrong” since nobody really knew about the mixup yet), right!

Interesting! One tried to assassinate the Emperor, words were sharp, one was an autopsy’s expert, extraordinarily calmed. Recalling that one person whom he had only met once and forgotten at his residence, the Qing family’s little sister, he apparently also had a trace of interest!

“Silver needle.” The clear and cold of the female’s voice pulled back everyone’s consciousness once again.

One palace maid’s hand was clasping a wrapping cloth and passing it through the curtain muslin, she used her hand to deliver the thing to Zhuo Qing.

Zhuo Qing took out one long needle, avoiding the dirty blood that was oozing at the outside, softly pierced the needle in, she took it out soon, the silver needle changed to black. Putting down the long needle on her hand, Zhuo Qing calmly analyzed: “The silver needle was entered into the wound and rapidly darkened, clearly reacted to the poison. According to the location of the wound and the poison characteristic presented in an open view, I suspected that the cause of death was not poisoned wine, rather this wound that was on the back of the head, the poisoned wine was merely a diversion, nothing more.”

Xu Xun Si snorted disdainfully, and asked: “Simply discovered one pinhole and you had already concluded like this, was it not rather arbitrary?”

What autopsy, basically, Qiong Yue wanted to avoid the responsibility!