An Unsolved Case
"Please investigate the case carefully, Teacher Ji," Su Ziluo said.
Ji Yunshu turned away, not daring to look at him. She only nodded and silently entered the room with the sandalwood box in her arms.
The smell of blood assaulted their nostrils!
She wrinkled her nose and looked at the pool of blood on the floor. She saw a corpse covered in a white cloth. The cloth was dyed red and was particularly glaring.
She placed the sandalwood box on the table, took out a pair of gloves, and walked over. Just as her fingertips were about to lift the white cloth, Su Ziluo's voice came from behind her.
"The corpse's head has been chopped off. Teacher Ji should be mentally prepared."
'Mentally prepared?
Is he worried that I'll vomit? '
Ji Yunshu slightly leaned to the side and did not reply. She exerted some force and lifted the white cloth.
Yuchi Lin's corpse was exposed. 'Thank goodness!'
The corpse was not particularly disgusting. The decapitated head was placed on the neck and tied with a simple piece of cloth. Indeed, there were no traces of the head being separated from the neck.
Yuchi Lin's body was stiff. His eyes were wide open and his face was purple. His lips were dark.
Ji Yunshu reached out and pried open Yuchi Lin's eyes to examine his eyeballs. She then tore off his blood-stained shirt. Livor mortis had formed on his chest and abdomen. She pressed on it with her fingers and the livor mortis showed signs of fading.
She reached a conclusion.
She turned to Su Ziluo and said, "General Yuchi's eyelids are severely clouded and the corners of his mouth are wrinkled. Based on the livor mortis on his chest, his time of death should have been at the hour of the ox."
Su Ziluo glanced at the soldier at the door and asked, "Did anyone enter the general's room at the hour of the ox?"
"At that time, only the general of the Great Lin was drinking with General Yuchi," the soldier replied.
"Then, did anyone enter the relay station at the hour of the ox?"
"No one!"
Su Ziluo's eyes darkened. He looked at Ji Yunshu and said, "Does Teacher Ji have any other findings to prove that the murderer is someone else?"
Ji Yunshu was taken aback. "I thought Teacher Su would be like them, insisting that it was General Ji's doing."
"A person's life is of the utmost importance, so we must investigate this matter thoroughly. Often, what people see in front of their eyes is not necessarily the truth. Everything must be verified." Su Ziluo calmly replied.
However, these plain words caused Ji Yunshu's heart to thump loudly, shaking for a long time!
She remembered that at that time, Ji Pei had asked her why she continued to investigate even though there were witnesses who identified the murderer.
At that time, she told Ji Pei about Su Ziluo's words.
And not a single word was left out!
She was afraid that Su Ziluo would see through her emotions, so she quickly avoided him.
"Yes, Mr. Su is right. What you see with the naked eye is not necessarily the truth."
With that, she turned around and faced the corpse on the bed again. She immediately said, "I believe that any evidence can be found on the dead body."
After saying that, she suddenly tore off the white cloth that was tied around the corpse's neck. Without the white cloth holding it in place, the head immediately tilted to the side, revealing the incision.
She might as well …
She picked up the head with her hands to examine the incision more closely. She even touched it with her hands. Fortunately, the blood had already dried up, leaving only a few sticky strands of blood.
"The incision is very flat. There are no traces of gears on the outside, and the middle was not forcefully grinded. It is clear that the murder weapon was a very smooth and sharp weapon. If it isn't a knife, then it must be a sword."
As she spoke, she turned around and placed the head on the table. She opened the sandalwood box and took out a sharp knife.
When the soldier at the door saw this, he hurriedly said to Su Ziluo, "Teacher Su, the general is already in this state. Are you going to let others cut open the general's head?"
"I already said, leave this matter to Teacher Ji."
His tone was slightly heavy, as if it carried a layer of ice. In an instant, the soldier was frozen solid, not daring to utter another word.
It was as if Ji Yunshu's ears were stuffed with cotton. She simply didn't listen to their words. She carefully picked up the sharp knife and slowly removed the throat bone from the head.
She held it in her hands and looked at it.
It was as if she was admiring a stunner.
Finally, she took off the glove on her right hand and used her thumb to feel the bottom of the throat bone.
His furrowed brows relaxed a little as he said, "The murder weapon should be a sword."
Su Ziluo shifted his wheelchair so that the wheels rolled to her side. He raised his eyes and looked at the throat bone in her hand. It was stained with blood.
"How did you determine that?" He asked.
Ji Yunshu squinted her eyes as she explained, "Normally, the thickness of a knife increases from thick to thin. If it's just a cut on the flesh, then the result is no different from a sword. However, if it's a bone, then it's a different story. When a knife is used to chop down, because the thickness of the knife increases from thin to thick, the edge of the bone will definitely burst open. However, this didn't happen on this laryngeal bone. Therefore, the sword that chopped off the head should be the one that General Ji was holding at that time!"
"Could it be that he is the murderer?"
Ji Yunshu shook her head and did not reply. She placed the head back on the corpse. Her eyes focused on the corpse's ten bent fingers. Moreover, the curvature was very large.
It was an intense struggle before death!
In the next moment, she actually did something that shocked everyone.
She stripped off Yuchi Lin's clothes one by one.
However, this was nothing. After all, she was a man. It was not strange for a man to look at another man.
However, behind her, Su Ziluo's expression sank.
Ji Yunshu examined the corpse from top to bottom. Apart from a few old wounds from the battlefield, there were basically no other wounds on the body.
She could not understand.
She was puzzled. "If the fingers are bent, then he must have struggled before death. How could he have struggled when his head was cut off by a knife? There are old wounds on his body, but there are no other wounds. Therefore, it is impossible for him to struggle because of pain. Moreover, he was not poisoned before death. Then … what did he experience before his head was cut off? What made his hands struggle so fiercely? "
She sighed. This was the first time she felt that something was strange.
Su Ziluo heard her muttering, but he did not interrupt her.
After Ji Yunshu put on Yuchi Lin's clothes, she looked around the room. There were no signs of a fight. On the table, there were some empty wine bottles and a few plates of appetizers.
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