Chapter 290
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Ning Shu walked over and patted Huimo's shoulder gently. She whispered in his ear, "I'll remember this. I'll settle it with you when I have time."
Tears streamed down Huimo's face. However, he knew that he was in the wrong. He lowered his head and followed her like a little girl.
No wonder Tianwen said that the envoy's death was extremely tragic. When they arrived at the ice room where the Supreme Court stored the bodies of the important victims, Ning Shu realized that it was not just tragic. It was too horrible to look at.
There were seven or eight big holes in the envoy's body. His clothes were tattered and soaked in blood. His eyes were pierced and only two big bloody holes were left. His cheeks were scratched with blood. The most horrifying part was the lower half of the envoy's body. The most important organ of a man was also …
Huimo trembled when he saw this. He instinctively protected himself, "Oh my god. How much hatred did he have to bear to do such a thing?"
Ning Shu clicked her tongue and briefly expressed her condolences to him. It was no wonder that the Deputy Envoy of Zichen Palace Hall would be filled with righteous indignation and ask for ten cities as compensation. This envoy's death was indeed too tragic. When a person dies, he must have a complete corpse. If he died without a complete corpse, he would have to line up at the Bridge of Helplessness with his severed head and limbs. His soul could only be repaired when he entered the cycle of reincarnation. She thought about the embarrassing situation of the envoy being surrounded by ghosts on the Bridge of Helplessness. Those who heard it would be sad and those who heard it would cry.
Tan Siwei's face also turned pale. He felt sorry for the envoy. He knew that the current appearance of the envoy was much better. When he received the report in the morning and rushed to the crime scene, even the coroner, who was used to seeing all kinds of rotten corpses, turned around and vomited a few times.
He thought that Ning Shu was a girl after all. She would be scared when she saw such a corpse. He said, "Lady Ning, this corpse is really unsightly. Why don't you go to another room and rest for a while? I'll tell you the details when the autopsy results are out."
Ning Shu shook her head and said, "In a murder case, the corpse is the most important evidence and the least likely to lie. The key to solving a case is often hidden in the details. If I miss out on the most important details because of fear, then I should go back home and kowtow to His Majesty as soon as possible to ask for forgiveness. Don't worry, I've seen more tragic deaths. I'm not afraid. "
She said it so calmly that Tan Siwei had no reason to persuade her. At the same time, he respected her even more.
Ning Shu walked a few steps towards the envoy. She looked at the corpse carefully and then reached out her hand to Huimo, "Gloves..
Huimo blinked and said flatteringly, "I'm here. How can I trouble Lady Ning to do it? Don't worry, just leave it to me. You just need to watch from the side. If there's anything you want to do, just let me know."
At this time, if he didn't find a chance to make up for it, he would be finished when the case was solved and Lady Ning was free to deal with him. Thinking of the good things he did in the prison … Huimo's heart trembled. It was too late for him to regret it.
Ning Shu glanced at him and said with a chuckle, "Alright, then you do it."
Finally, he got a chance to show off. Huimo smiled and said, "Okay!"
Tan Siwei didn't even see his hand gesture clearly. All he saw was a row of autopsy tools neatly placed on the autopsy table. Putting on a pair of pig foam gloves, Hui Mo's eyes lit up as he bent down towards the corpse.
Ning Shu, "Approximate time of death."
Huimo, "There are obvious livor mortis on the surface of the skin of the corpse. Based on the current weather and the spread of livor mortis, the corpse should have died between midnight and midnight last night."
Ning Shu, "How many wounds are there on the body? Which one is the fatal one?"
Huimo carefully checked the body from top to bottom and then turned to the back of the body, "Let me see. There are eight stabs in the chest and abdomen. Both eyes are stabbed three times. The eyeballs are burst. There are two words carved on the face. The strokes are stuck to each other. Let me wipe off the blood and take a look … 'Sin'?"
Ning Shu, "What about the other side?"
Huimo, "… It's also 'Sin'."
Tan Siwei, "Slitting the face is one of the punishments for criminals. It sounds like a vendetta."
Ning Shu, "It's possible. Go on."
Huimo, "The lower part of the body was stabbed. The flesh was badly mutilated. I can't tell how many stabs there were. By visual estimation, there were at least ten stabs. On the surface, the stab wounds on the chest and abdomen were the most frightening. However, when a person was stabbed before death, the wound would turn to the side due to the contraction of the surrounding skin and muscles. However, when a person was stabbed after death, the wound would not. Based on this, it could be inferred that these wounds were not fatal. The real fatal wound was … "
Hui Mo searched for a long time before he found a few red dots hidden in the envoy's hair. "Here it is! My God, there were three extremely long embroidery needles. They pierced into the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head and stirred up the brain. "
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