Qi Jun glared at Ye Feng and strode out.
He still doesn’t believe in this evil!
After a while, Ye Feng's mouth twitched as he looked at the large messy bag of fresh mutton bones that Qi Jun brought back.
Qi Jun was very proud.
A pile of sheep bones happened to be picked out from the camp's large kitchen, so he used all the sharp knives he could find to make marks on them to see how Ye Feng could identify them.
Ye Feng thought for a while and shouted: "Xia Hui!"
"arrive!"
Xia Hui, who was always at Ye Feng's side, jumped in.
Ye Feng pointed at the oilcloth bag and said: "Take these bags out and call the brothers together. I will teach you how to examine the bones."
"okay!"
Xia Hui responded and did it happily.
Qi Jun snorted: "Ye Xiuyuan, you are really not afraid of embarrassing yourself all over Shifeng Mountain."
Ye Feng ignored him.
When they walked out of the camp, they saw that Xia Hui had spread the tarpaulin bags on the empty field and kept shouting: "Brothers, come and see Mr. Ye for a bone examination."
Ye Feng felt like he was setting up a street stall...
The corners of his mouth twitched.
In the past, each piece of sheep bone was first clearly separated and restored.
The red fish guards who were watching came one after another... their expressions changed from boredom to dullness to surprise.
There are five sheep in total. From head to toe, even the tail bone is completely pieced together.
Qi Jun also opened his mouth, then closed it tightly.
This has nothing to do with scars, huh!
Seeing that the people were almost there, Ye Feng picked up the scarred sheep bones one by one and explained: "The first cut was made by a bone razor. You see, there is a natural curvature on the edge of the bone. The transition between the mouth and the blade is short. It is not used in ordinary people's homes."
The bone razor has a sharp edge and a thick blade. The ones used in ordinary people's kitchens are shorter and thinner. Only kitchens that cook large pots of rice will be longer, thicker, and heavier.
"The fourth knife was cut by the Xiuchun Dao. The transition between the blade edge and the blade body is wider and lighter."
The Xiuchun knife is shorter, lighter and thinner than ordinary knives. This means that its blade width is smaller.
"The seventh knife was made with a kitchen knife. It's also a large kitchen knife used to chop big bones. The top has a sharp arc shape."
"The fifteenth blow was from a spear. This gun is at least three years old. It is polished frequently, but not used often."
"It was hit by a stone. Look at the bone seams and there are stone fragments on it."
"This is a mixed injury, caused by axe, embroidery knife, bone razor, and kitchen knife. The order is..."
"This is……"
Not only the types are distinguished, but also the order and time, as well as injuries before death and injuries after death.
The eyes of the red fish guards became brighter and brighter as they looked at it. From shock to curiosity, they all gathered around and started trying and asking questions.
For a moment, it was like discovering a new world and being surrounded by stars.
Qi Jun stepped back silently, turned back to the central tent, cleaned his hands, took out a banknote from his belt, and placed it on the table.
Today, he was the only one betting against Ye Feng.
He couldn't even imagine: If Ye Feng were to use this to bet with all the red fish guards, how would Ya win?
Ye Feng came in after "teaching", saw Qi Jun and Yinqian in a daze, and smiled.
Without taking the banknote, he put his hands on the table and stared at Qi Jun.
Qi Jun turned his head sideways, not looking at him.
It’s useless even if you lose!
Ye Feng sighed, sat on the chair, and put his hands on the table, like an adult looking at a disobedient child.
He said earnestly and sincerely: "If we want the deceased to truly rest in peace, we can't just cover them with soil. We have to clear their names and redress their grievances. Otherwise, what is the meaning of our existence? How can there be fresh corpses every time? Is it just right for us to hit you?"
Although... opening graves and conducting autopsy is a troublesome matter in any dynasty or generation. Ye Feng just couldn't understand why Qi Jun, as a law enforcement officer, was so "can't think about it?"
But then I thought the same thing: what law enforcement officers fear most are the corpses of their comrades, relatives and friends, so it makes sense.
"You tell me where the place is, and I'll dig it myself. Just avoid it." Ye Feng said in a gentle tone.
Upon hearing this, Qi Jun turned his head, turned sideways, and turned further to the side. Leopard looked at the corner of the tent and said nothing.
Ye Feng knew that this was actually hard for people to accept, so he didn't rush it and picked up the snacks on the table and started eating.
He now gives people the impression that he is not only a money addict, but also a foodie.
Almost as long as he is not asleep or there is nothing to eat around, he will eat non-stop.
"Brother Flathead" is also eating.
Once it entered the forest, it ran wild. Anyway, without Ye Feng's orders, it was completely free. If you see a tiger, go for it. If you see a leopard, go and flirt with it. If you see an ant, eat it all. If you see a mouse, tear it in half. I like to eat "spicy strips" the most, find one and chew one.
Did you catch a scorpion? Just let the opponent prick you.
"Brother Flathead" is invulnerable to all poisons. In fact, most of the time he was trained with scorpions.
Ye Feng often laments that his "golden finger" is really a unique fighter.
He finished the plate of snacks quickly, poured a cup of tea down, and got up to go out to eat barbecue.
He could smell the fragrance.
Qi Jun turned around.
"Let's go over together after eating."
His expression was heavy and his tone was dull.
Ye Feng gave him a thumbs up: "He's a man!"
It's really amazing that I figured it out so quickly.
Qi Jun went out in silence, finished eating in silence, and led the team.
His father is really buried in his family's ancestral grave.
The Qi family's ancestral tomb is so large that it occupies the entire Arupan Mountain in the northern suburbs. Among them, many were comrades who followed his father through life and death, including the Red Fish Guards who were left unclaimed after the attack.
Qi Jun removed his father's bones with his own hands.
The five hundred red fish guards brought out this time all worked in silence, with respect and solemnity for their ancestors.
Only Ye Feng's voice flowed slowly here.
"The scars on all the skeletons of the deceased are those of the Eighteen Weapons, but there are no new ones among those weapons. They all seem to be old weapons that have been sharpened in a hurry."
"As for your father..."
Ye Feng examined and spoke one by one, and the last thing he examined was Qi Zhengpeng's bones.
"Eighteen injuries were sustained on the body. The fatal injury was a stab wound to the side, hitting the spleen and liver. The stab wound was very deep, indicating that the murderer was standing less than one step away from the deceased."
"When I examined Mao Yuanwei's body, there were some things I couldn't say directly. Now I can match them one by one with the scars on your father's bones."
"The knife wound on Mao Yuanwei's thigh was caused by himself."
"The injuries on his right calf and left shoulder and arm were short and not deep. I thought it was a bit strange at the time. Now comparing it with your father's injuries, it becomes clear that what Mao Yuanwei suffered was your father's shield. What remains after the knife.”
"Based on the scars on other parts of your father's body, the picture can be roughly reconstructed as follows: your father had already broken out of the enemy's encirclement. But at this time, Mao Yuanwei was injured in his thigh, and your father did not give up on him, and even let him ride on his Shoulders, let’s run away together.”
Saying that, Ye Feng stood up, with his left hand clasped, his right hand held the knife behind his back, turned it around, moved it against his waist to the front, and then along his lower abdomen, exerting force!
"Just like that, your father was suddenly given a fatal blow. In shock and pain, your father raised his hand with all his strength and slapped Mao Yuanwei away. This is also the left side of Mao Yuanwei. Four broken ribs."
Ye Feng walked to another skeleton and squatted down, pointing at its spine and saying, "There were at least two moles around your father at that time. The fatal injury to this brother was the palm on his back. The inner ghost's palm shattered his spine. The rest of the injuries were all post-mortem injuries."
"Your father had seven post-mortem injuries."
