harleyscars Chapter 221 Autopsy
Chapter 221 Autopsy
Several children stood there obediently. Zhao Ying waved at them and said, "Let's go..."
The children said goodbye to Wei Fu and Wei Ju, and then followed.
However, Shangguan Qingyue did not move.
Seeing this, Zhao Ying picked her up and left.
Shangguan Qingyue held her mother's shoulders with her little hands, still looking at the coffin, [Is Uncle Wei Yuan really dead? ]
[He won't pretend to be dead, right? ]
Zhao Ying: ...
He quickened his pace, fearing that the little girl would say something shocking.
Suddenly, Shangguan Qingyue's face wrinkled, and with a firm look, he leaned close to Zhao Ying's ear and whispered, "Mother, Uncle Wei Yuan must feel ashamed and pretended to be dead to escape. He is not dead!"
Zhao Ying: ...
Why is the Wei family’s gate so far away?
"Mom, don't you believe it? Yue'er bets you ten kisses. If Yue'er wins, mom will kiss Yue'er ten times. If mom wins..." The little guy thought about it seriously, "I'll let mom kiss me ten times!"
Zhao Ying: ...
"Is there a difference?"
The little fellow was exposed, a cunning flashed in his eyes, he covered his mouth with his hands and laughed for a long time, and said speciously: "If Yueer wins, mother kiss Yueer on the right cheek, if Yueer loses, mother kiss Yueer on the left cheek..."
Zhao Ying was helpless and pinched the little guy's face.
"You're so good!"
……
In the dark and stuffy coffin, until a certain idiot said, "He's not dead..."
The straight-handed man's fingertips suddenly moved.
……
Wei Fu stood beside the coffin and called the housekeeper, "Go find the best coroner in the capital. After everyone leaves, secretly send A Yuan's body over..."
"father……"
Wei Ju came over.
He frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"
"nothing."
Seeing that he could not get any information from Wei Fu, Wei Ju turned to ask the housekeeper. After being threatened, the housekeeper did not dare to say anything because Wei Fu was around, so he made up a lie and only said that Wei Fu had instructed some matters regarding the funeral.
Wei Ju nodded after hearing this, added some more information, and then left.
Wei Fu looked at Wei Ju's back and gritted his teeth.
In the middle of the night, Wei Fu kept vigil for Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan's body had been secretly wrapped and carried out of the Wei Mansion.
Wei Ju angrily came towards Wei Fu and started to curse, "Where did you send A Yuan?"
"Why do you want a coroner to perform an autopsy?"
It turned out that Wei Ju was very suspicious. He didn't believe the answer he got from Wei Fu, so he asked someone to secretly follow the old housekeeper and found out that Wei Fu had asked a coroner to perform an autopsy.
Wei Fu was now calmer and more composed than Wei Ju. He said coldly, "There is something strange about A Yuan's death. I just want to find a coroner to examine it!"
"Ridiculous! Since Ayuan didn't commit suicide, why didn't you tell your father and did it secretly?"
Wei Fu sneered, "Tell you so that you can destroy the body and cover up all traces?"
Wei Ju frowned, "What do you mean?"
His eyes widened in anger, "How dare you! Do you suspect that I killed your brother?!"
"Is not it?!"
Wei Ju's eyes went dark, and he stumbled back a step, "Rebellious son! You have grown wings, how dare you..."
Wei Fu interrupted him, "Father, don't be angry. If the real murderer is someone else, wouldn't that just clear your name?"
Wei Ju was speechless. He whipped Wei Fu a few times with his whip, but Wei Fu took it without moving.
Wei Ju suddenly threw down the whip, turned and left.
Wei Fu stared at the whip, wondering what he was thinking.
……
late at night.
"Master, something happened."
The people in the room were awakened, put on their outer robes, went to the outer room, looked at the man in black who suddenly appeared, and asked in a bad tone, "What's the matter?"
"The Marquis of Wei asked a coroner to perform an autopsy..."
The man was surprised, "Wei Fu didn't fall for it..."
"Logically, if Wei Fu knew that Wei Yuan was dead, he would be furious and take revenge on both old and new grudges. Wei Fu would be finished..."
The man in black replied, "Yes, my spies saw that Marquis Wei was full of hatred, but he said a few words to Princess Chengqian and then asked someone to find a coroner..."
"Cheng Qian..."
The man took a deep breath and said, "If that's the case, then go and kill the coroner and destroy Wei Yuan's body so that he won't have a corpse to examine!"
"Yes!"
The man in black left.
In the dark room, after a while, a faint cold snort was heard.
……
A house in the suburbs of Beijing.
It is the home of coroner Song Liu.
Due to the special nature of his job, no one wanted to be his neighbor, so he could not live in a prosperous house in a good location in the capital and could only live in the suburbs.
Fortunately, he was famous enough and many people asked him to perform autopsies. He saved a lot of wealth in his early years. When he was over fifty, he taught a few apprentices and retired gloriously from the government office.
With a large sum of money, he bought a large piece of land at the foot of Yumang Mountain, built some houses, and made some money by renting or selling them.
I also perform autopsies from time to time to pass the time.
The bodies he examined were all solitary corpses in the deserted mountains. Some of them had jumped off the mountain and were broken into pieces. He collected the bodies and carried them back to see whether the person died first or broke into pieces first... Then he found that the body parts were not from the same person...
Others were killed and their bodies were dumped, so he would dig them out to see how they died.
After the autopsy, he buried the body on the mountain and built a grave circle.
Everything has pros and cons.
His interests and hobbies were satisfied, but the yard below the cemetery circle could not be sold.
It's all bad luck.
Even the poorest beggars don't live there.
He sold it at a low price and gave it away for free, and in the end he even lost money, but still no one wanted it.
However, recently, perhaps because he was so popular, a burly man came to choose the yard and said he wanted the most dilapidated one.
He took him to choose a few places, and the strong man shook his head when he saw them, saying they were not shabby enough, not shabby enough, and said he wanted the shabbiest ones...
So he took him to see the house where he was paying for something. The strong man's eyes lit up, and when he heard that he would give him one or two taels of silver, the strong man's eyes widened and he immediately agreed.
The knot in his heart was finally removed, and he felt free both physically and mentally.
If you are in a good mood, your fortune will naturally be good.
A high-ranking official from the capital brought him a corpse, along with a bag of yellow ingots, and only asked him to check the cause of death, when the person died, and whether there was a way to identify the murderer... These were his specialties.
The old butler and several guards were guarding the door.
Song Liu was in the room, lighting a candle to illuminate the entire room so that he could see the corpse clearly.
As per his habit, Song Liu first cut the corpse's clothes with a knife and stripped it naked, even the underwear, so that he could see it more clearly.
As soon as she took it off, Song Liu took a look and said, wow, it’s still very white.
Song Liu examined the body from the beginning and it was obvious that there were strangulation marks on the neck and the lips were purple. He was strangled to death. It seemed that the victim did not know who strangled him.
According to his experience, if the murderer had something in his hand, he would leave marks on the neck when he strangled the person. Song Liu lifted the candlestick, squinted his eyes and moved closer to look carefully.
The candlestick tilted, and the hot wax dripped down the candlestick.
The corpse's brows drew together.
Song Liu straightened up and shook his head in disappointment. The murderer didn't bring the ring.
Hey, he just remembered that the corpse didn’t have so many wrinkles between its eyebrows?
Oh, he must have died unjustly!
Song Liu was so used to seeing dead bodies that he no longer had any empathy, but because the corpse was so rich, he at least felt a little sympathy for him.
Reaching out her hand, she smoothed the wrinkles between his brows and said, "Don't worry, I will find the culprit who killed you..."
I don’t know if it was because he pressed it or because the corpse felt relieved after hearing his words, but the frown on his face calmed down.
Song Liu put down the candlestick, picked up the knife and started to cut open the body.