Because he knew a lot about the dead and the living, as well as how they died, how long they had been dead, and what kind of state they would be in, even if he didn't know everything. However, Marquis Changping's second wife was not within his scope of understanding. She was clearly a dead person, but after cutting open her corpse, she was just like a living person. Every cut was like a cut on a living person's body, regardless of whether it was the speed of bleeding or the shape of the wound. One must know that there was no heartbeat or pulse. How did she end up in such a state?
No matter how one looked at it, it left one wondering.
Even his usual coffin face could not help but frown at this moment.
Of course, Gong Jiu's psychological endurance was also rather strong. He did not believe that common sense did not exist. It only meant that he did not understand this aspect.
His goal was to find out the cause of death of the Marquis Changping's second wife, because dying in such an inexplicable manner was the most frightening part.
However, Gong Jiu still could not find the cause. Even after cutting open the flesh of the four limbs, the bones were basically all cracked open, and even the head was completely open.
Under normal circumstances, this kind of silent death should be caused by some kind of poison. However, Gong Jiu used all the methods he could think of to check, and it showed no abnormalities. It was as if a healthy person had suddenly stopped breathing. There was no disease, injury, or poison. It was an inexplicable death.
Gong Jiu made the scene rather gory and terrifying, so much so that when others came to inquire and saw the scene, even if they were used to seeing all kinds of corpses and had experienced all kinds of situations, they still felt a little horrified. The gaze they used to look at Gong Jiu with, even though they were once good brothers, now carried an inexplicable trace of reverence. Especially when Gong Jiu faced the dismembered corpse with an expressionless face.
It was as if compared to normal people, they were not very normal, but compared to him, they were as normal as they could be. Was this a kind of consolation?
In reality, from Gong Jiu's point of view, this scene was nothing much. To a certain extent, Gong Jiu was actually a little fussy and pursued perfection. From the very beginning, perhaps it really was a mess, but now, whether it was the cut or the things taken from the corpse, they could all be said to be orderly. It was only because the death was abnormal that there was a little more blood.
An Er led two people forward, doing his best to ignore the scene, and his attention fell on Gong Jiu. "How is it?"
Gong Jiu didn't respond. He lowered his head and looked at every inch of the room, trying to see if he had overlooked anything.
This continued until Gong Jiu's gaze inadvertently landed on the brain that was spread open like a piece of paper. There seemed to be a slight change in it, but it also seemed like nothing had happened.
A thought suddenly appeared in Gong Jiu's mind, but it disappeared as quickly as it appeared. He couldn't find the source, but he did find the most important thing. "Quick, go get some incense ashes."
The three of them looked at each other in dismay. Where would they get the incense ash in this manor? He didn't burn any incense at all.
"The manor next door has incense. If you don't have any, just burn it. I don't need too much," Gong Jiu said coldly.
Clearly, Gong Jiu was the boss now.
Because he wasn't sure if the Marquis of Changping's second wife was dangerous, Gong Jiu wore special gloves from the very beginning. Because of these gloves, he wouldn't be affected when he came into contact with poison at any time.
At this moment, he stretched out his hand and pushed in bit by bit from the edge of the "thin paper", following the place where he felt the change had occurred. Because he couldn't see it, he could only rely on his senses and stop at a certain place. He felt something different. It was very subtle and could be overlooked if he didn't pay attention. Gong Jiu paused and even wanted to take off the gloves on his hand. Even if the gloves were very thin, it couldn't compare to the subtle feeling he could feel from his own skin. However, he didn't do so in the end. He relaxed his strength and was very gentle, wanting to swipe across the "thing" to see its shape. However, he didn't succeed.
At this moment, Gong Jiu only felt that there was something under his fingers. Because it felt his existence, it was changing its shape according to his movements, allowing the "thin paper" to maintain its proper shape.
Perhaps because he found the "source", Gong Jiu wasn't in a hurry. He was very patient and relied on a very subtle feeling to confirm that the thing hadn't slipped away from his hands. That was enough.
An Er and the others moved quickly enough and didn't make Gong Jiu wait for too long.
Gong Jiu's other hand picked up a small pinch of incense ash and sprinkled it under the fingers of his other hand.
Then, a certain thing revealed its true appearance.
It was a worm. It was originally stuck to the brain, but because it was stained with the incense ash, it actually slowly swelled up. It was a fat worm that was half the length of a person.
Gong Jiu picked it up. It was soft, but compared to before, the texture was very obvious.
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