Qi Jun looked at the two of them and nodded heavily, "Yes, my commander said so!"
Even if Ye Feng's test result is the same as that of the three old men, at least Ye Feng can prove that Mao Yuanwei is Mao Yuanwei, and these two guys will not dare to kill him.
For a time, the eyes of the three giants and all the "idlers" were all focused on this man with a black and white border on his head.
"Boy~~~you have to check it carefully."
Qin Haoxian warned secretly.
Ye Feng really couldn't bear to see a man who was fatter than a pig writhing and squirming there.
He quickly spoke up and said: "Brothers of the Three Guards, please circle the empty space around the body. My autopsy technique is not suitable for the people to watch."
There are still people in the distance who are brave enough to watch the fun. Ye Feng needs an autopsy and cannot look directly in front of others. There are a lot of three-color guards, so you can block them.
No one understood what he meant, not even Qi Jun, but he waved his hand and told him to do it.
"Tsk, you're trying to be mysterious." Zheng Lianze shook his fly whisk and raised his eyes to the sky. It's just that the chin is crooked, allowing the Black Fish Guards to cooperate. So as not to let the topic slip.
The same is true for Qin Haoxian. Because except Qi Jun, no one cared about how Ye Feng performed the autopsy.
So, under the witness of the three giants and surrounded by three parties, Ye Feng began to perform an autopsy.
The brothers in Beizhen Fusi were very uneasy, secretly gathering strength and preparing to fight at any time. They knew that this was just stalling for time.
Chi Xingsheng has slipped away quietly, and he has to find someone with enough weight to keep his boss.
Unfortunately, just like those who wanted to sneak into the palace to find His Majesty, they were stopped by people from the other two parties.
In fact, except Qi Jun who had to believe Ye Feng, no one really believed in him anymore.
Excluding Xia Hui from Wu Naoxin. As early as Ye Feng was halfway to the palace city, he was ordered to go to Ye Mansion to pick up the toolbox, and he just arrived at this time.
Ye Feng is very stable.
With a knife in my hand, I have the world.
Let me first ask Qin Haoxian and Zheng Lianze: "Will the two factory owners accept an autopsy? I must state in advance that the post-mortem method will be used by the subordinates."
He had to ask this clearly first, otherwise if he stabbed them and made these two guys think that he was deliberately destroying the body, he would be in big trouble.
Sure enough, the two factory owners frowned when they heard about the autopsy technique.
Qi Jun sneered at the right time: "What? Don't you dare to look? Can't accept it? We have so many pairs of eyes watching, what are the two factory owners afraid of?"
Afraid of wool! Qi Jun is magnanimous. If they think about it more, wouldn't it make people think that they are "not men?"
Anyway, no matter how you test it, you can't find anything else, so whatever. It also shows how tolerant and generous they are.
Then they both nodded.
When Ye Feng saw it, he clasped his fists and shook them left and right. This ceremony is not the kind of etiquette before performing on stage, but an apology. To the living, but also to the dead.
Then when everyone was "having their own secrets", he prepared for protection, held the blade steadily, starting with Mao Yuanwei's body.
One knife after another, from both shoulders to the bottom, cut in a "Y" shape.
Then hold the bone scissors, cut the sternum, and open it.
The internal organs are clearly displayed.
Cut off the blood vessels, peel off the fascia, take out the organs one by one, and place them on the tarpaulin.
During this process, Ye Feng could clearly feel that his own vision had increased, and the speed of cutting the blade had increased significantly every time.
He knew why he was always hungry. I also understand where my skill points are.
This feeling... is very good!
Different knives and scissors were spinning and flying between his fingers, and he was fully aware of all the conditions of the corpse, making him unable to help but be completely immersed in it.
The people watching were all dumbfounded. They were dazzled, felt extremely shocked, and at the same time, their stomachs and intestines were churning crazily.
They are all men who kill without blinking an eye. At this moment, in comparison, they feel as weak as chickens and... extremely broken.
Even the feet of Qin Haoxian and Zheng Lianze have withdrawn three feet. The rest retreated further. Everyone is holding on and telling themselves: I can do it!
Only Qi Jun stood firmly in place.
But what’s going on in my heart is actually... This damn guy is even more ruthless than me! Butcher? Is this guy working as a butcher in the countryside? Right?
He also wanted to retreat, but couldn't! This is the only way to distract yourself.
Ye Feng, on the other hand, ignored everything around him. While doing the autopsy, he habitually spoke about the autopsy results in the calmest voice.
"The deceased was a male, about 42 years old, with a height of about 179 cm to 182 cm, and a weight of about 65 kg to 70 kg. Cause of death: A cone-shaped object entered from the back and penetrated the heart. "
Ye Feng pointed out the location while talking.
"Nine years ago, the deceased was seriously injured. Four ribs were broken on the left side. One-third of the left thigh was slashed with a knife. The right calf was hit by an axe. The left back shoulder was penetrated by an arrow. It took at least four It took years to recover from these injuries.”
"The deceased received rigorous training fifteen years ago. There are numerous large and small injuries on his body."
Qi Jun said in a deep voice: "Nine years ago, my father was investigating a case in the western suburbs outside Beijing and was seriously injured in a raid and died tragically. Mao Yuanwei also suffered the injuries you mentioned in that incident. Mao Yuanwei joined the army fifteen years ago Beizhen Fusi received training."
These scars cannot be faked, nor can this part of Mao Yuanwei's resume be faked. There is no doubt that this person must be Mao Yuanwei.
Qin Haoxian and Zheng Lianze's expressions were extremely ugly. They wanted to refute, but they had no way to speak, and they had no words to say. Stuck there.
And it's not over yet.
Qi Jun's voice brought Ye Feng back to his senses. He picked up the heart and showed it to everyone.
"This murder weapon is very special. Look here, it is a cylindrical wound. Based on the observation of the puncture point, the murder weapon is pointed and conical and at least 60 centimeters long."
There was no need for him to say more.
The three giants all looked at Lin Sijian.
This made Lin Sijian, who had always wanted to be transparent and only watch the good show, feel his scalp numb instantly.
Looking at the entire capital, there is only one person who uses such weapons: Lin Sijian's personal guard captain.
"He hasn't left my side in the past three days. It can't be him."
Lin Sijian hurriedly defended himself.
The three of them were silent and looked at each other in disbelief.
Qin Haoxian was already seriously planning how to get rid of Lin Sijian.
Ye Feng walked over with his hands tied, and everyone around him got out of the way.
As if he didn't realize it, he asked Lin Sijian directly: "What did you eat for breakfast today?"
Lin Sijian instinctively rejected such questions. He scratched his beard and turned his head: "I don't remember."
Ye Feng smiled.
"You have a habit of scratching your beard when you're nervous."
Lin Sijian's hand suddenly froze there. He could neither continue to hold on nor let go.
After half a breath, he flicked his sleeves and scolded: "What on earth do you want to say?!"
"I just want to know what you ate earlier." Ye Feng calmly repeated the question.
Lin Sijian didn't want to answer, but saw Qi Jun's hand clenched into a fist.
The three major camps couldn't kill him in the street, but he knew very well that Qi Jun could beat him until he vomited.
He cannot afford to lose this old face. Lin Sijian thought about it for a moment and said: "Fish egg custard, crystal shrimp dumplings, crab paste buns, raw fish dumplings..."
Name a dozen.
Tsk tsk, Ye Feng sighed in his heart: They really are from a wealthy family.
One bite of any one of them can equal the living expenses of the lower class people in this dynasty for one month.
He turned his head and asked Xiang Qijun: "How many families in the capital have breakfast like this?"
Qi Jun answered without thinking: "One hundred and twenty-eight households."
This breakfast seemed quite luxurious to Ye Feng, but it was a daily routine for senior members of fourth-grade and upper-class families.
After finishing speaking, Qi Jun thought for a moment and then said: "Only Mr. Lin will eat raw fish and clams for breakfast."
Because there are very spicy ingredients in the dipping sauce, which most people are not used to, and people who are used to it won't eat it so early in the morning. After all, I still have to go to the Yamen and meet people.
Everyone was quite puzzled as to why Ye Feng asked such irrelevant nonsense.
The next scene made everyone realize at this moment...
