When I returned to the county government, it was already dusk, and the air was filled with water vapor and wet.

Su Qingran's mood was as gloomy and heavy as the sky at this time.

In the evening, she took a few bites of food and went back to the room.

Lying on the couch, thinking about Feng Shoushi's death, he tossed and turned without sleepiness.

She remembered that Zhang Shan was not injured at the beginning and the cause of his death was unknown. At that time, she boldly guessed that he was a senior official, but now Feng Shoushi's situation is completely different.

Not to mention that Feng Shoushi's abdomen did not show any dryness and swelling, there was no sign of any struggle on his body.

Apart from this, there are no symptoms of poisoning, no scars, nothing.

He died in a dream, silent, making people unable to suspect that he was killing him.

This has never happened to her forensic doctor career.

Until now, she still can't figure it out.

The reason why she gave up the anatomy today was that she was not sure that she would find it after the anatomy, so she didn't dare to take risks, nor did she want to let Jun Qinghan take risks.

Although he is the Minister of Dali Temple and the Lord of Tianji Pavilion, he has the right to decide on any case he handles without reporting it to the emperor. However, the case of minting counterfeit coins is a big deal. Feng Shoushi is a key figure in the counterfeit coins case, and his death is crucial.

Unlike Zhang Shan, Zhang Shan's body was sent to Dali Temple. The emperor asked Jun Qinghan to find out the cause of death. Jun Qinghan could deal with Zhang Shan's body without authorization. Feng Shoushi this time was obviously different.

Once the anatomy is performed, it would be fine if the clues can be found. If not, even Jun Qinghan cannot explain to Mrs. Feng and his son, and they cannot explain to the emperor.

Anatomy is not a joke!

Su Qingran pressed the middle of her eyebrows, and it was hurting.

After tossing and turning again, she was sleepless, she hesitated and got up and went to the next door.

When he knocked on the door and entered Jun Qinghan's room, he saw him leaning against the couch with the book.

"Why are you here?" Jun Qinghan looked at her bedclothes and raised her eyes to ask.

"I'll come to you to ask something." Su Qingran said and walked over.

Jun Qinghan sat up from the couch, made room for her, and "Go inside."

Su Qingran nodded and turned over to the couch. She was suddenly stunned when she was lying inside the man.

Wait, when did she start to get on this man’s couch so familiar?

Moreover, seeing Jun Qinghan making half of the couch for her familiarity, she seemed to be accustomed to this situation.

When did they become so close?

Before Su Qingran could study this matter, she heard Jun Qinghan’s magnetic voice ringing in her ears, “What do you want to ask?”

"Things about Feng Pangshi."

"You said." Jun Qinghan put the book in his hand aside and listened carefully to her.

Su Qingran accidentally scanned the cover of the book and immediately said in surprise, "Is this the autopsy experience compiled by King Anping? How come you look like an autopsy book?"

"Feng Shoushi's death is related to the entire case. We must find out the cause of death as soon as possible and find out the murderer. The autopsy is not your own business, but our Dali Temple." Jun Qinghan could see that Su Qingran was under great pressure. He has been worried since he returned from the governor's mansion and did not even have a good dinner.

Su Qingran was shocked when she heard this, but she didn't expect that he was reading to help her.

However, he doesn't understand autopsy, and even if he sees the autopsy experience, he can't tell anything.

Thinking of his purpose, he hurriedly asked, "Can you who practice martial arts kill people without anyone?"

Her autopsy was all about forensic knowledge, but she ignored a question. This was an ancient era where martial arts internal strength was awesome. Is her way of thinking about the problem too simplified?

In other words, perhaps the one who killed Feng Shoushi was a powerful martial artsman, so she could not see the cause of death.

"Of course." Jun Qinghan understood what Su Qingran wanted to say and explained to her, "Internal power can smash the heart and lungs of the dead, and hidden weapons can also kill themselves with one blow."

"Can you not see it at all on the surface?"

Jun Qinghan nodded, "A real master can kill people without leaving any trace."

"How about the shock wind?" Su Qingran asked.

“Excellent martial arts.”

Su Qingran's eyes suddenly lit up, "Since the murderer can kill people under Jingfeng's nose, then his martial arts are better than Jingfeng?"

"It can be said that." Jun Qinghan nodded, then pursed his lips, "But there are not many martial arts in the entire Donglin that are more powerful than Jingfeng."

"Not too much does not mean there is no." With this understanding, Su Qingran was very excited, and finally there was some clue.

"This kind of murder method is mentioned in the autopsy experience." Jun Qinghan said, and then opened the book on his hand.

"Really?" Su Qingran's eyes were shiny and looked up.

With the experience of her ancestors, she is still willing to learn.

Jun Qinghan nodded and handed her the book.

After Su Qingran opened the autopsy experience, she was slightly shocked, as if she had opened the door to a new world.

At the beginning, she refused this world where the autopsy didn't even know about deodorization, so she looked down on the autopsy experience.

But now she realized her arrogantness.

This book is no less than the book she likes to clear the wrongs.

The most important thing is that the methods involved in this book are completely applicable to this world!

When she saw it, she couldn't stop.

It was a chill on the night after the heavy rain. When I noticed that my body was a little cold, my nose was already a little uncomfortable. I raised my hand and rubbed it, and couldn't help but sneeze.

Jun Qinghan glanced at her appearance, pulled the quilt, held her small body, and lifted her foot out of the room.

Su Qingran took it seriously, and she didn't notice when Jun Qinghan left.

When I heard the sound of footsteps, I saw Jun Qinghan coming with a bowl of steaming ginger soup.

"Come here and drink it."

Su Qingran leaned over and smelled the ginger soup and couldn't help frowning, "Why do you drink ginger soup again?"

"I don't want to take a sick man to investigate the case."

"Who is the sick person?"

"What do you think?"

Su Qingran opened her mouth and was speechless. Last time she was soaked in cold water. Not only did she get cold, she also fell into a coma.

She was also helpless with such a delicate body.

After barely pouring the ginger soup, Su Qingran burped, and a spicy smell hit her throat. The feeling was simply...

Handing the empty bowl over, she slowly moved in and continued to look through the autopsy experience.

Jun Qinghan glanced at her fascinated look and raised his hand to take the book away, "Look at it tomorrow."

"I feel uncomfortable if I don't finish watching it today."

"I'm going to sleep."

"You sleep with you, I won't interfere with you." Su Qingran reached out to grab the book.
Chapter completed!