The patrol office of the capital city was unusually quiet today.
Even though there were many people in front of the gate.
All kinds of people stood silently at the gate of the patrol office.
They all had a Blue Medal hanging from their waists.
Jiang Wang also hung his Rank Four Blue Medal next to the white jade that his sister gave him.
The Blue Medal was slightly bigger, while the white jade was slightly smaller.
Stacked together, the green and white colors were distinct.
Jiang Wang immediately saw Lin Youxie, who was wearing a green headscarf.
She was still wearing men's clothes, standing alone in the corner of the crowd.
Some people tried to comfort her, but she was expressionless and didn't even move her eyes.
More people silently kept their distance from her.
The four Blue Medal families were part of the Blue Medal system's history that couldn't be erased. They had made indelible contributions to the establishment and development of the Blue Medal system.
But it was gone in the end.
In the entire history of the Blue Medal system, the contributions of the four Blue Medal families deserved the respect of all Blue Medal constables. But when it came to the specifics of the internal structure of the Green Card system, in the immediate distribution of benefits, of course there was no lack of struggle.
How could Lin Youxie easily become the deputy of the patrol office? Of course, it was because of the influence of the four Blue Medal families. Even though she didn't have much real power, she was still on the same level as Yang Wei.
The collapse of the Blue Medal families meant that more positions were opened up and opportunities were given to others.
So from Li Youxie's punishment a few days ago to Uriel's death today, for many people, it was hard to say whether they were happy or sad.
Lin Youxie stood there motionlessly.
She didn't see Jiang Wang, or rather, she didn't look at anyone.
Uriel's death was like losing a symbol to the people in the Blue Medal system. It was the end of a legend in the Blue Medal system.
Only for Lin Youxie, she had lost her last family member.
Jiang Wang and Zheng Shangming walked into the crowd.
This was the crowd that came to welcome the coffin.
The Northern Yamen's Commandant, Zheng Shi, naturally stood at the very front. He commanded the entire Northern Yamen in a dignified manner.
As soon as Jiang Wang walked over, the crowd moved away silently and made way for Jiang Wang. This was the place where people in Beiya thought Jiang Wang should be.
Zheng Shangming, the son of the Northern Yamen Commandant, could only stand behind them.
Jiang Wang walked to that position but did not stop. Instead, he continued walking forward.
"Vice Envoy Lin, why aren't you standing over here?"
The crowd parted to form a path. The starting point of the path was Jiang Wang and the ending point was Lin Youxie.
The stupefied Lin Youxie seemed to have realized something and turned his head around.
All she saw was Jiang Wang striding in and reaching out his hand.
She subconsciously moved aside, but naturally, she couldn't.
Jiang Wang grabbed her arm and pulled her to the front of the crowd.
Wherever he went, there would be a path.
By the time she realized what was going on, she and Jiang Wang were standing side by side at the front of the crowd.
Zheng Shi didn't say anything, and the crowd was silent.
Jiang Wang had let go of her arm, but Lin Youxie could still feel the strength of his grip on her arm.
The scene of him passing through the crowd and walking towards her was imprinted in her mind.
Even though her first reaction at that time was to avoid it, her eyes clearly remembered … … this was the only hand that reached out to her in that cold and collapsed world.
Uriel's body was sent back to Linzi as soon as it was found.
The cause of his death was still unknown.
Uriel had resigned from the Blue Medal. He had no position and he died overseas.
What reason could the Provincial Inspection Office have to file a case? What right did they have to investigate?
Even … who would be willing to investigate?
Uriel had lost his Blue Medal. He had gained freedom, but he had also lost his protection.
To put it bluntly, he had secretly investigated the Tian Family of Daze in Qi, which was the path to his death.
If the Tian Family really wanted to kill him, who could say anything?
Earlier, when Tian Huanwen attacked Uriel overseas, Uriel could only avoid the attack and escape back to Qi. He also didn't see anyone from the Patrol Manor taking the lead to knock them down.
Of course, after all, Uriel was a famous arrester who had left a deep mark in the history of the Blue Medal.
Just by looking at the number of people who came to greet the coffin today, one could see how important he was.
If the murderer was really the Tian Family of Daze, it would inevitably arouse the hostility of the entire Blue Medal system. Perhaps they couldn't do anything about Uriel's death. There were still many days to come, and they would inevitably be targeted.
It seemed that the reason why Uriel could investigate the Tian Family of Daze alone for so many years was not only because of his own caution, but also because of the Tian Family of Daze.
All in all, for the Tian Family of Daze, killing Uriel would not have immediate serious consequences, but it would definitely have a long-term negative impact. It was not in line with the low-key strategy of the Tian Family of Daze in recent years. (Other than Tian Anping, the Tian Family of Daze had indeed been very low-key in recent years.)
Therefore, it was unknown who the murderer was, and it might not necessarily be the Tian Family.
Then the question came back … Who would investigate?
Jiang Wang stood silently in front of the crowd. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked Zheng Shangming, "How long until Tian Anping breaks the seal?"
Zheng Shangming said hesitantly, "He killed Liu Shentong in the 46th year of the Yuanfeng Era … It will be ten years next year."
Obviously, this Young Master Zheng had similar thoughts. Uriel was suddenly killed, and Dai Mingming's body was floating in the sea. This kind of reckless style was too similar to that lunatic …
Jiang Wang breathed a sigh of relief.
He was not sure if Tian Anping had seen him last time in the Seven Stars Valley. But such a dangerous person would always make people uneasy.
But this uneasiness only passed by briefly, and then he began to cultivate again.
When it was time to face it …
He would face it.
A group of famous people in the Blue Medal system waited silently in front of the Provincial Inspection Office.
This scene made the streets near the Northern Yamen very nervous. For a long time, even the peddlers' cries could not be heard.
The Northern Yamen Commandant Zheng Shi could not help but glance at Jiang Wang next to him.
So many people present to welcome the coffin were waiting with different feelings.
Some were nervous, some were sad, and some were angry.
In the end, they were all suppressed.
Only the most dazzling young Tianjiao was cultivating.
Others saw diligence, but he saw clear-headedness.
Maintaining clear-headedness in the crowd.
Jiang Wang was obviously a person with a clear goal and knew very well what he wanted.
Previously, Zheng Shi could not understand why this young man would refuse the position of Northern Yamen Commandant. Now, he could somewhat understand …
In the end, their paths were different.
When Yang Weitong personally drove the carriage over, it was already late at night.
"I met Elder Wu on the sea and asked for a thin coffin in Tianfu City. I traveled without stopping …" This disciple of Yi Xingchen, the Minister of Imperial Affairs, explained. He was covered in dust from the journey.
Zheng Shi just silently walked to the coffin and gently opened the lid. He lowered his head to look at the person in the coffin.
"Elder Wu …" He sighed, "Went home."
The front of the Patrol Office was surrounded by people.
Almost all the Blue Medal Arresters looked sad.
Speaking of which, who had struggled in the Blue Medal system for a few years had not been taught by Uriel?
Some could not help but cry out loud. Some silently shed tears.
Of course, there were people who were happy to see the building collapse.
There were also people who secretly vowed to find out the truth one day and avenge Elder Wu.
But in this mournful atmosphere, there was a calm voice that rang out — —
"I want to do an autopsy."
In the crowd, only Lin Youxie was expressionless.
Yang Weitong looked at her and said, "Of course an autopsy is necessary. There must be an explanation for Elder Wu's death. This is what we do, but … "
According to the established rules, people close to the deceased would not be responsible for the autopsy. Because of emotional fluctuations, it was easy to cause deviation in the results … At least, they could not be the first to do the autopsy, in case the results were not objective and some clues were destroyed.
Of course, Lin Youxie knew the rules. But she just repeated, "I want to do an autopsy."
Her eyes were too determined, too stubborn.
Many people present could be said to have watched her grow up. They saw how the little girl grew up step by step to become what she was today.
In the entire Beiya, she did not trust anyone now.
But who could not understand?
Yang Weitong was silent.
Zheng Shi sighed, "Let her do it."
Lin Youxie walked closer, looked down at the body for a moment, and reached out to close the coffin lid.
There was still no expression on her face.
There was no sadness, no tears.
Jiang Wang walked forward silently, lifted the coffin, and turned to walk into the Beiya, "I will help you."
Lin Youxie did not speak, just silently followed behind him.
The crowd made way for them.
Two people and a coffin went straight to the morgue.
To go to the morgue, they had to pass through the Beiya prison. It was not the first time Jiang Wang had come to this road.
Lifting the coffin, they walked past the bare iron house.
Not long after, Zheng Shangming followed.
It was natural for someone to watch the autopsy.
In a situation where Jiang Wang and Lin Youxie were on the same side, there was a need for a third person to supervise.
Zheng Shangming, who was in charge of Feng Gu's case with them, was obviously the best choice.
It was not someone like Zheng Shi who could grasp the propriety of this.
Although the three of them were considered the backbone of the Blue Medal system, the constable on duty at the morgue still carefully recorded the condition of Uriel's body and asked the three of them to sign before opening a separate morgue for them.
Coincidentally, this morgue was just opposite the one Jiang Wang came to last time.
If it was not locked and the doors on both sides were wide open, Feng Gu's coffin should be visible from here.
Jiang Wang looked at the constable for a while before putting down the coffin in his hand.
Speaking of which, the two bodies in the morgue had died because of the same case. They had struggled from the beginning until now, so they died at the same time.
Feng Gu's coffin and Uriel's coffin were facing each other, as if there was some kind of tacit understanding between them.
After the constable left, Zheng Shangming explained casually, "There are rules, so it's normal to be stricter. It's not targeted at anyone. Brother Jiang, please don't mind."
"Why should I mind?" Jiang Wang's lips twitched. "I'm just curious. If this place is so strict, how did that person sneak in last time?"
Zheng Shangming was silent for a moment before saying, "The person who sneaked in last time is called Qi Song. He has an uncle called Qi Huaichang."
When talking about this matter before, he had only vaguely mentioned the name of the Heart Nourishing Palace and did not say who it was.
He did not expect Jiang Wang to be so vengeful and ask him whenever he had the chance.
Although he and Jiang Wang had different paths and were destined not to be close friends, he did not want to ruin their friendship. In comparison, it was not a big deal to reveal Qi Song's information.
Qi Huaichang was also one of the Deputy Patrol Inspectors with real power. His position in Beiya was not lower than Yang Weitong's. It was easy for him to arrange for someone to enter the morgue.
"Oh, Deputy Patrol Inspector Qi!" Jiang Wang nodded to show that he understood and did not say anything else.
At this time, Lin Youxie had opened the coffin lid again, exposing Uriel's body to the air.
This was a face that she was very familiar with.
Because she was so familiar with it, it seemed so unfamiliar.
For as long as she could remember, Grandpa Wu looked like an old man. This meant that he was not young when he became a God.
However, his old "age" and his hale and hearty spirit could not hide his majestic strength and his determination to break through everything.
Now, it was dry, like a circle of bark wrapped around a piece of rotten wood.
A God would decay after death.
There were special autopsy tools in the morgue, placed beside the stone table.
However, Lin Youxie just silently took out a small black wooden box from his storage box.
She took out the first drawer, chose a pair of gloves, and slowly put them on.
Then, she took out the third drawer and chose a two-inch-long sharp knife from a variety of knives.
She closed the wooden box.
The whole process was very peaceful.
Now, she held the knife in her right hand, slowly unbuttoning the old man's clothes with her left hand and gently pressed on his left shoulder.
The thin corpse in front of her and the coldness she could feel through the gloves were silently telling her the truth.
That person said, "I follow my 'Dharma', I walk my Dao. The person who did not care about anything and did not avoid ghosts and humans no longer existed.
Your 'Dharma' is in the Blue Medal, your 'Dao' is in the Sanxing Palace.
If you really did not care about anything, why did you give up everything in Beiya and pursue it alone for so many years because of your good friend's death?
If you did not avoid ghosts and humans, why did you treat me like your own and take care of me for so many years?
There were so many questions that could only be kept in the heart, and there would never be an answer.
Lin Youxie was silent.
So, what was the point of pursuing the truth?
What was the point of pursuing the truth?
Was it to lose another family member because of the injustice of one?
Facing the corpse in front of her, for the first time, she doubted the path she had walked for so many years.
Jiang Wang and Zheng Shangming were also silent, waiting for her to make a move.
Lin Youxie silently made the first cut. The tip of the knife pierced 1.2 inches into the shoulder. She skillfully pulled it diagonally and drew a half arc.
She gently lifted the knife and pulled the wound open, revealing the muscles and veins.
She looked at it carefully and memorized it in her heart, then pushed the cut back into the flesh.
After a simple cleaning, she put away the knife and took out a translucent cone. It was only slightly thicker than a nail, but it was five inches long.
She walked a few steps on the side of the corpse's waist with her left index and middle finger and pressed it down. Naturally, the cone went in …
Jiang Wang and Zheng Shangming looked at Lin Youxie silently and completed all the autopsy work.
From the scalp to the toes, from the skin to the internal organs, they did not miss any possible clues.
She was so calm.
Her movements were clean and precise, without any hesitation.
Even with the most critical eyes, they could not find any mistakes.
Zheng Shangming, who silently memorized all the data of the corpse, could not help but marvel at her superb skills. Compared to Jiang Wang, he, who came from a family of scholars, could understand "skills" better.
He looked at Lin Youxie, who was already putting away the wooden box, and was actually more surprised by her calmness during the process.
"Did you take your medicine today?" Jiang Wang sniffed gently and suddenly asked.
Lin Youxie was stunned, and her hand stopped in the middle of putting away the knife.
It turned out that she had forgotten her fear.
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