Sir Jiang took a deep breath and smiled. "Alright, we're almost done chatting. You can leave first. I'll call you if there's anything else. "
The coroner and constables of Zhaoheng City hurriedly agreed. They didn't care about Sir Jiang's mood. They left in a hurry.
The scene in the morgue was really unbearable. Even nightmares were not enough!
Sir Jiang calmed down and turned around calmly. He walked to the morgue.
"What do you need help with?" He asked with a smile.
"Take this large intestine." Lin Youxie busied himself without raising his head.
Of course, Sir Jiang was fearless.
Along the way, he had killed decisively. The souls of the dead were hard to count. He had also killed countless beasts and sea clans.
He had seen a lot of broken limbs and wreckage.
It was just a corpse, just a piece of it …
He looked at it calmly.
"Uh, that."
Sir Jiang finally asked, "Do you still have gloves?"
He could wrap his palm with Dao Energy, but it felt strange. After all, Dao Energy usually lived in Tongtian Palace …
"Oh, yes." Lin Youxie casually took out a pair of gloves and handed them over. His other hand was still in Huang Yixing's abdomen. He tilted his head and frowned as he looked inside carefully …
Jiang Wang took the pair of translucent gloves and quickly put them on.
They were slightly cold to the touch. They were a little closed and suffocating, but they were very light and didn't affect the movements of his fingers at all.
He reached out …
He held the large intestine. His movements were so gentle that it was as if he was holding a rare treasure.
"Raise it a little higher," Lin Youxie commanded.
Jiang Wang silently raised it.
"Look at this lung." Lin Youxie held something in his hand and handed it to Jiang Wang.
The senior Blue Medal Sir Jiang's expression didn't change. "What's wrong with this lung?"
"Look at the bright spots at the edge of the lung."
Jiang Wang calmed down and looked. "Gold ingots?"
Lin Youxie said, "Lungs are gold. The remaining gold ingots in Huang Yixing's lungs are so sharp and fierce. He's definitely not a coward who's afraid of death like the rumors say. "
"Of course he's not a coward. He dared to take a risk in front of Xiong Tu and earned the position of Town Protector. How could he be a coward? " Jiang Wang had some vague ideas, but he couldn't immediately grasp them. He only said to Huang Yixing, "But for him, bowing his head in front of power is a matter of course. It's not a disgrace."
Lin Youxie looked at him in surprise. He didn't expect him to know Huang Yixing so well.
Jiang Wang calmly said, "After the Battle of Qiyang, I was interested in competing for the position of Zhenzhu, so I have studied them."
Lin Youxie nodded nonchalantly. He placed the lung back in its original position and fiddled with it for a while.
"Brace your chest."
Lord Jiang's face was expressionless as he did as he was told.
At Lin Youxie's fingertip, there was a thin ray of light. She quickly ran her fingers over Huang Yixing's left forearm and right thigh. Then, she put her fingers into the wound, as if she was feeling something in the texture of the muscles.
After a while, he pulled his finger out.
"Help me tidy it up," she said.
Jiang Wang looked at the various organs mixed together. He couldn't help but ask, "How do I tidy it up?"
"Put them back in the right place."
Lin Youxie said casually. Then, she took out a small wooden box, placed it next to Huang Yixing's body, and opened it. There were all kinds of small tools inside. Knives, awls, scissors, hooks … everything.
He didn't know what they were used for.
Jiang Wang didn't really want to know.
He wore translucent gloves and arranged the organs in front of him with an expressionless face. Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, stomach …
The corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously.
Although he never showed mercy to his enemies, he definitely didn't have the hobby of studying other people's corpses. This was the first time.
But as a fourth-rank Blue Medal holder, he couldn't show his cowardice at this time.
Especially in front of a woman like Lin Youxie.
Therefore, he still completed his task very well.
Lin Youxie methodically did her own thing. Her expression was calm and her eyes were indifferent. She looked like a chef cooking. It was something that was repeated every day, something that couldn't be more normal.
Jiang Wang watched her use small tools to study Huang Yixing's body with great concentration …
He couldn't help but say, "Your gloves are pretty good. Can you get them in the patrol office?"
"Oh, gloves. I made them myself." Lin Youxie said casually, "These are corpse membrane gloves."
Jiang Wang suddenly had a bad feeling.
Lin Youxie continued, "A corpse is made up of countless clues. There is a wonderful tacit understanding between them, which can often lead to the answer to a question. But any external thing can affect this tacit understanding, or even break it. The corpse membrane gloves can isolate this kind of influence. "
She paused and said, "These gloves are made with rotten flesh as the roots, dead air as the branches, refined with corpse oil, and sacrificed with a secret technique. It is naturally compatible with the corpse, and can be mixed in without affecting the corpse itself. "
Jiang Wang didn't want to talk anymore.
He only felt that the touch from his ten fingers was so slippery and disgusting.
But he couldn't take off the gloves immediately. Otherwise, how could he have the face to hold his head high in front of Lin Youxie?
One word, "endure"!
He began to recite the Truth of Flame Flower Burning City in his heart.
Time was really long!
After another half an hour, Lin Youxie began to pack up the tools.
"Next, we will go to the place where he fell." She said casually.
"Okay." Jiang Wang's voice was calm. He slowly took off the gloves and put them on the table, "I'll return your gloves to you."
"Thank you." He said politely.
"You're welcome."
Lin Youxie put away the small wooden box and began to decorate Huang Yixing's remains.
She also had a full set of tools to decorate the remains. It was a small cloth bag. When she opened it, there were all kinds of tools. There were silver threads, fine brushes, ox hair needles …
She was very serious about decorating, as if she was decorating her own face.
She seemed to have noticed Jiang Wang's doubts. She explained casually, "Because I messed up the clues, I should restore them. This way, if I can't find anything in the end … Maybe I'm limited by my ability, or maybe I suddenly die. Then, the next constable who takes over the case can continue to investigate. "
These words were said very calmly.
It was also very natural.
It was as if she was born to investigate cases. She was also a part of the case. Just like the tools she carried with her, she had a fixed role and could be replaced at any time.
"Do you need my help?" Jiang Wang asked with great awareness.
"No need. This is a delicate job." Lin Youxie said.
Being looked down upon, Jiang Wang wasn't angry. Instead, he felt relieved.
"Okay." Jiang Wang said, "I'll go outside and take a look first."
Lin Youxie didn't look up, "Go ahead."
Jiang Wang walked out of the morgue with a calm face. Outside was the street that was submerged in the night.
Tonight, Zhaoheng City was silent.
Although Lord Jiang really wanted to shout a few times.
The water quickly surged between his fingers, washing his hands inside and out several times.
He dispersed the water condensed by his Dao essence far away, and a few wisps of wind blew his hands back and forth. Only then did he dispel the discomfort.
Of the words that Lin Youxie said just now, the sentence that left the deepest impression on him was —
"A corpse is made up of clues."
This was an unusually cold statement.
Jiang Wang couldn't help but think, in this woman's eyes, was there really no flesh and blood?
What kind of person was Constable Lin Kuang? How could he let his daughter establish such a perception of the world?
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