When the drizzle turned into heavy bean raindrops, Pang Mu and his group finally arrived at the crime scene that had been alerted by the officers and soldiers.

In order to protect the crime scene, they supported the shed in advance and built the surroundings with stones and oil cloth, so the middle was still dry and tidy.

It's just this smell...

Even if it was raining heavily outside, it could not stop the strong smell that was released from three feet away.

Also because the air is moist, this magical smell seems to be sticky and will be tightly absorbed on the clothes as soon as it gets close.

Tu Qing couldn't help frowning.

The scene was too far from the yamen, and the road was difficult to move, and the weather was bad. The bodies that had already started to rot could not be moved at all. The coroner could only be subjected to the autopsy on the spot and then dealt with on-site.

The mountain people who reported the case were still waiting by their side. When they saw Pang Mu and his group, they knelt down and saluted, and then they said everything in a proper manner:

"The little man was hunting firewood on the other end of the mountain. But I heard recently that you are leading troops to suppress bandits. There is a lot of peace, so I dared to come here, wanting to see if there is any prey, so I can also take it to add some meat to my wife, children and young people at home. Who knew that after I flipped over, I touched a man's hand!"

At the end of the day, the honest mountain people were almost crying.

He has been doing his part for most of his life, but he has never seen a dead person? He only feels that his courage has been explained here for decades.

Pang Mu was not a meticulous person who could comfort him softly, but he picked up important places and asked them carefully. He took the person to record them carefully and sent him down the mountain.

The mountain man waited for a few hours. He thought he would not go home today, but he didn't expect that he would be sent off after asking for a stick of □□. He was stunned and asked foolishly: "Are you allowed to leave?"

Pang Mu laughed, "Why don't you go back to Ping'an County Government to celebrate the festival with us?"

The mountain citizen immediately threw his head up and ran away as if he was running away.

This master is like a judge, and it's so scary...

After the background was clear, Captain Liu led people to investigate everywhere, and the remaining highlight was the autopsy.

At this moment, Yan Jiao and Guo Rongzuo realized that they were professional, and the action process was unprecedentedly tacit:

Unboxing, wear tung oil-painted boots/shoe covers, apply grease under the nose/mask, and wear gloves.

"Wow, Mr. Guo, your gloves are so powerful!" An unexpected glance made Yan Jiao's eyes widen, "What's this for?"

Tung oil boots are not rare, and fishermen often wear them, so it is rare to have those gloves!

It looks exactly like rubber gloves, it is also milky white and has a texture, and for a moment I can't tell where there is a sewing hole.

Although it is a little thicker than rubber gloves, it is already very excellent.

His equipment was praised, and Guo Zhu was inevitably a little proud. "This was made by a craftsman whom the master knew. His family originally specialized in water for people around the coast of Jiangnan... I heard that it was made of several layers of fish skin and fish bladder soaked in potions. After repeated drying, it would not be dripping in water, so I was not afraid of corpses poison."

Yan Jiao looked fascinated and thought to himself that there is no way out. She was worried about what to do after using disposable gloves. Here comes the solution!

The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated!

Seeing Yan Jiao keep praising him, Guo Luzuo asked tentatively: "If you want it, I will write a letter to send it to you."

"Okay, okay," Yan Jiao nodded happily, sighing from the heart, "Mr. Guo, you are such a kind and understanding person!"

Guo Luzu scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed. He took the initiative to share the secret recipe with Yan Jiao.

I don’t know what was added to the ointment, which was very refreshing and instantly isolated the stinky smell of the body, and I was very energetic.

Unable to make Yan Jiao cry with tears brought by the gas mask, he gave Guo Zhuo a thumbs up.

Guo Lu was very happy to be serious.

The status of coroner has always been very subtle, both critical, but the position is low, and many people avoid it.

He has been alone for many years and has no friends. Now he has a lively companion like a bird, which feels really good.

Pang Mu and Qi Yuan bit their ears, "The couple are enemies, and they were afraid that they would fight."

"I didn't expect it to be pretty good everywhere!"

I don’t know how many days I have died. The body is obviously swollen, and there are wriggling maggots at the rolling wound, which is indescribable horror and disgusting.

Tu Qing can no longer fight on the front line, so she takes the initiative to guard the outside world.

However, Pang Mu and Qi Yuan were not afraid and followed Yan Jiao and Guo Junzuo.

"Miss Yan, can you tell something?" Pang Mu asked.

He has been through the battlefield for a long time and has seen countless deaths, but he has always just killed him. Who cares about how to kill him? Faced with such an incomplete body, he is really helpless.

"Guo Guo, please, first." Yan Jiao said.

Guo Lu also saw that because of the last case, Pang Mu and others complained about him and were about to take this opportunity to clear their reputation, so they took a little refusal and started.

This time, he did not dare to neglect and checked carefully what he could check.

Because the body had expanded and the loose clothes were stretched tightly, Guo Luzuo and Yan Jiao took a lot of effort to cut the clothes, and the people watching the other side were also worried.

"...No more than five days, the fatal injury should be two cuts in the chest, and the blood was basically dried up," he used a slender bamboo stick to pierce the wound several times, confirmed the depth and direction, and said cautiously, "The deceased is about thirty years old and is a left-handed."

After a long time, he stood up, thought for a while and added: "Although the murderer tried his best to pretend that the bandits robbed money and killed people, his subordinates still believed that it was an acquaintance who committed the crime."

"Acquaintance?" Pang Mu said.

"Yes," Guo Zhuo seemed to have regained his confidence, "Sir, please see, the deceased's face was cut by a knife. If the deceased was a local, he would definitely want to hide the identity of the deceased as much as possible. However, the subordinates saw that the deceased's clothes were not local in style, and they were probably in the southwest area, and the identity documents were not around, so the possibility of being recognized was extremely low. Then, based on his subordinates' years of experience, it was probably because the murderer was guilty or angry, so he deliberately destroyed his face."

It is impossible for bandits to worry so much.

After pausing, he said, "I boldly speculate that he may have heard that there are many bandits in this area before, so he dared to trick people up the mountain. However, you had just led troops to encircle and suppress them a while ago, but there was no silver here."

Yan Jiao nodded, "I agree with Guo Luzhu's opinion."

Guo Zhuo was obviously relieved and his waist was instinctively straightened.

Pang Mu pondered for a moment, raised his hand to call the yamen runners, "cut down a piece of clothes, shoes and hats, cooked them in strong wine, and took them to the two shopkeepers of Youdebu Village to see, and be sure to ask them to identify where they came from."

The two old men taught cloth and clothes all their lives and knew all kinds of materials well, so they would definitely find out.

Seeing that Guo Jie finished speaking, Pang Mu asked Yan Jiao again, "I wonder if Miss Yan has anything to say?"

"Mr. Guo said basically nothing," Yan Jiao thought for a while, and said, "But there are a few places that I think can be further narrowed, but you need to go through your permission."

Guo Luzhu did not retort like a head-on call, but just opened his eyes wide, approached him, and pricked up his ears to listen.

Pang Mu nodded, "Speak and listen."

"The deceased was healthy and had no disease before his death. Although his face was destroyed, fortunately he still retained a complete eyeball," Yan Jiao stepped forward and opened it skillfully. "The cornea was swollen, with milky white patches, some were dry and discolored, and there was a parchment pattern. In addition, the joints were easy to move and there was a clear corrosive venous network. Combined with the current humid and hot environment, corruption accelerated, and I tend to die two to three days ago."

Her movements were too skillful and her expression was too calm. At this moment, even Qi Yuan and Pang Mu's faces twitched unconsciously. She thought to herself that this girl looked at Jiaojiao and weak, but she didn't expect to be a ruthless character...

But at the end, Pang Mu's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about his disgust, "Take it serious?"

"Yes," Yan Jiao picked up another small wooden stick and poked the maggots that were still wriggling. "Their growth also confirms my guess."

"Mom, vomit..." Qi Yuan was so scared that he jumped three feet high by the maggots that suddenly rolled to his feet. His face turned pale. He immediately ignored him and bowed to Yan Jiao, "Grandma, please forgive me!"

Yan Jiao said in surprise: "Oh, Lord Qi, this is really sorry. It's too dark and I didn't see you there."

Qi Yuan couldn't say anything about his suffering, but he just bowed his hand dryly and hid behind Pang Mu again.

Yan Jiao blinked innocently and continued to talk about his discovery, "Look, although the murderer stabbed the deceased dozens of times, it was not fatal. There were two other ribs under the left ribs blocked by the ribs, which meant that the murderer was a newbie and his hand was not strong."

"Up to these two swords," she emptied the heart of the deceased, "or one of them went straight into the heart."

She gestured outward in the direction of the knife again, "After piercing the chest, pulling it out again, summer clothes are thin, with almost no obstacles or adsorption ability, and a large amount of blood will inevitably splash out." Speaking of this, she frowned slightly, looked at the rain curtain outside and sighed, "It has been drizzling these two days, and the moisture is also heavy sooner or later, and the blood on the ground can no longer be clearly distinguished. But overall, part of it should be sprayed on the murderer. The blood is difficult to clean, and wearing it like this will definitely attract attention."

"So, it's impossible for him to bring his clothes back again," Pang Mu continued slowly, "either burn it on the spot or abandon it at will."

"Not bad." Yan Jiao nodded.

Pang Mu walked away two steps, waved his hand, and said loudly: "Left and left, go around and check carefully to see if there is any bloody clothes or ashes!"

As soon as he left, Guo Zhuo finally couldn't help but come forward to ask for advice, "Miss Yan, what film you are talking about, what net? Is it really so magical?"

If it were before, he would have believed in such a magical saying.

But this girl, who broke her mistakes across the street, then got the truth...

Now, Guo Zhuo instinctively trusts sixty or seventy percent of what he said to Yan Jiao.

However, the other party's sect seemed to be completely different from the Central Plains lineage, with many fresh words. He was dizzy when he heard it, and he vaguely felt that a door that had never been touched appeared in front of him, but unfortunately he couldn't touch it.

Yan Jiao had a good impression of his fondness for his learning, and immediately smiled, "I'll tell you carefully when I look back."

Guo Zhuo was overjoyed and nodded like a pecking rice. After a while, he realized it and said, "It's me who was reckless. Miss Yan, I guess this matter involves the master's skills. You, hey, just pretend I haven't asked!"

When my master was alive, he also said that the world is so great that there are people outside the world, but he has short-sighted knowledge and has treasured it among different teachers, and it is rarely circulated, so he still doesn't believe it.

Now that I have seen such a magical skill with my own eyes, I am already lucky enough to have a lot of effort. How can I gain more attention?

After hearing this, Yan Jiao had a better impression of him and immediately said, "Why do you need this? My teacher, the teacher, and many seniors, want everyone to come to learn this. He also taught us not to cherish it, and to communicate more is the right way. Besides, don't you also need to make me those gloves and ointments? Maybe I have to learn a lot from you, what's that!"

It is not the right way to cherish your own broom, but the truth is to make progress together.

Guo Rongzuo was stunned. Before he could speak, he heard Pang Mu urge helplessly: "Two, two, don't talk, how about we do the serious business first?"

While relieving the dizziness caused by long-term squatting, Yan Jiao slowly stood up and calmed down before saying, "Sir, the current level of dissection can be drawn is nothing more than this. If you want more detailed information, I need to separate the bones."

I just heard Guo Jun’s meaning that Daluchao was quite particular about his body, hair and skin, and most of his family members were very shy about autopsy, not to mention that they were directly disguised like today.

She knew that the request she made was a bit out of line at the moment, so she sought Pang Mu's consent in advance.

Guo Luzuo opened his eyes slightly.

He did see his master dealing with the corpse, but after many years of burying it, it naturally rots to the point where only bones remain. This bone was taken from a person who had just died a few days ago, which is really...

Pang Mu, who is used to wearing horse leather and buried on the spot, is more enlightened than ordinary people.

He pondered for a moment, "How meticulous can it be?"

The weather is hot and the body cannot be preserved for a long time. In order to prevent epidemic diseases, the government can only burn it as soon as possible. Since this is the case, it is better to give it a try.

Yan Jiao gave him a confident smile, and his whole body seemed to shine in this dim rainy night. "The age error is no more than three years old, height, weight, whether there are old injuries, or even living habits."

She wrote a paper when she was in college. One of the central topics was the physiological characteristics of different stages of human evolution, including the development gap between ancient and modern people.

Out of professional habits, Yan Jiao has used the people he came into contact with in the past few days and obtained a lot of information through conversations, comparing the Dalu Dynasty with the historical development in his impressions horizontally, and finally roughly positioned it at the junction of the Song and Ming dynasties.

With the positioning, there will be reference standards for what she does in the future. Even if it cannot be as accurate as the judgments in modern society, the error is also very controllable.
Chapter completed!