C11 (1/2)

Song Lai looked at the corner of Su Li's half-pursed lips, and inexplicably felt like she was teasing him.

He snappily snorted, ”After the coffin is opened, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it in and vomit. Your vomiting is not a big deal, and the dead will be tainted.”

Su Li's smile became wider and wider, his gaze stopped on Song Lai for a few seconds, then turned towards the official who was carrying the corpse, ”You guys come over here and open the coffin for me.”

”Yes.”

Song Lai was still standing at his original position, looking at Su Li with disdain.

”Fourth Miss, this is not your General's Mansion, you can do whatever you want. Let me remind you, you can't puke on the dead, after the case is solved, the dead's family will come here to collect the funeral, if you ask about the blame, I won't take the blame for you.”

”Hmm, let me remind you as well. Cover your face well.” Su Li did not get angry from being questioned, she indifferently glanced at Song Lai, and then accidentally ran into the light in Mo Lianjin's eyes, who was standing behind Song Lai.

She retracted her gaze and didn't even look at anyone as she stared at the coffin.

Song Lai did not understand the hidden meaning in Su Li's words, ”Why do you need me to cover my face?”

”Because I'm afraid that your face will swell up and you'll hurt too much. You won't have the face to see anyone anymore!”

Song Lai: ”...”

He wanted to see whether he would be ashamed to meet her after opening the coffin, or if she would run out of Yi Village while crying.

The color in Mo Lianjin's eyes deepened as a layer of interest gradually stained his eyes.

At this moment, several officials lifted the lid of the coffin.

The stench of the dead suddenly spread out and covered the entire morgue.

The official covered his mouth and nose and jumped out far away. However, Su Li put on a glove, held onto the scalpel, and leaned over to look at the situation inside the coffin.

The man's stomach had risen, his tongue was coming out of his mouth, his body was red, and his nails and teeth were beginning to fall off.

Like today's dead bodies, there were traces of vomiting on the corners of their lips. Their hearts had been gouged out. Although their hearts were rotten, it was obvious that they were from a pig's heart.

Song Lai's eyes widened, he could not believe that Su Li did not vomit.

Unconsciously, he approached the coffin. He was still hoping that she had taken some kind of antiemetic medicine.

As the coffin that the Yi Village used to temporarily bury the dead was not deep, Su Li could easily perform an autopsy inside it.