The Song family would definitely not listen to him, but fortunately, Mr. Song followed his words.
Among the crowd, several young and strong servants stood up slowly.
Liang Yuanque turned back and glanced at Zhuang Youjie, seeking confirmation from him who had been guarding the inner courtyard.
Zhuang Youjie looked at the people who stood up and nodded slightly to Liang Yuanque.
Next, it’s Liang Daxian’s “casting” time.
Liang Yuanque walked up to these three people and circled back and forth to observe them.
These people were all tall and short, fat and thin. They were wearing very simple servant clothes. Two of them had blood stains on their sleeves. It seemed that they were carrying the corpse.
Although Sister Huang did not die in childbirth, her lower body was bleeding continuously. Within a short time, a pool of bright red blood appeared on the new sheets.
"Besides carrying the body, did you touch anything else in the room?" Liang Yuanque asked these people.
Several servants shook their heads.
"Are you sure?" Liang Yuanque glanced at their faces one by one with suspicious eyes.
Due to his identity, the servants were extremely nervous. It seemed that his "threat" just now worked.
Liang Yuanque pretended to be observing whether there was any strange "aura" on their bodies, but was actually observing their expressions.
Judging from their looks, none of these people should be lying or hiding anything.
This is best, as it might leave some clues at the scene.
Liang Yuanque walked back to Zhuang Youjie and whispered in his ear, "Make sure no one else has gone in."
"I'll guarantee it with my head." Zhuang Youjie immediately promised.
"Where did you learn nonsense?" Liang Yuanque clicked his tongue.
He greeted Zhuang Youjie, "Come here and help me check the body."
"Huh?" Zhuang Youjie was obviously resisting.
But Liang Yuanque didn't give him a chance to resist, and directly pulled him to the body and directed him to stand in a certain position.
Zhuang Youjie stood in this position, just enough to block the view of Mr. Song behind him.
At the same time, because of his cover, Liang Yuanque did not notice Master Song frowning.
Fortunately, he didn't change positions.
Liang Yuanque waved his hand and directed Zhuang Youjie to squat down, and then whispered, "You can close your eyes if you're afraid."
Zhuang Youjie had always been quite obedient in this regard and closed his eyes without hesitation.
The Song family, including Mr. Song, were all behind him and could not see his movements or expressions.
After watching him close his eyes, Liang Yuanque lifted up the white sheet covering the body.
Fortunately, Master Zhuang closed his eyes, otherwise he would have been so frightened that he lost his composure.
Sister Huang's eyes were wide open, her face was turning blue, and the blood at the corner of her mouth was drying up.
Some of the blood from the nose was wiped away by the white sheet.
After the body rested for a while and became stiff, some details that were not there before emerged.
Liang Yuanque saw a light cyanotic handprint on the neck of the corpse.
Judging from the shape, someone had strangled her neck from the front.
She must have been poisoned at that time. Maybe the murderer was worried that the poison was not safe enough, so he used this trick again.
Another medicine for bleeding, another poison, and finally a suffocation trick.
How much hatred and hatred is required!
If it's not out of hatred, it can only be out of some purpose, and Sister Huang must die.
Liang Yuanque had seen this troublesome step-by-step method before from a novice murderer who used very poor techniques.
In order to deliver work to his employer, he had to use various means to kill the target completely.
The murderer who tried his best to kill Sister Huang might just do it for business.
Who should I give it to?
Liang Yuanque looked up, but because Zhuang Youjie was in front of him, he couldn't see Mr. Song.
He lifted the white sheet down again, revealing the corpse's towering abdomen.
It seems that Sister Huang's child was never born at all.
Liang Yuanque stretched out his hand and gently touched the belly of the corpse, feeling something was wrong.
When a woman reaches the stage of giving birth, her belly will become hard and the baby will fall down due to the instinct of life.
But Sister Huang's belly is still high, and compared with ordinary pregnant women, this belly is too big.
Liang Yuan's heart skipped a beat and he simply lifted up all the sheets.
There was no clothes on the lower body of the corpse, and blood stained both thighs. As soon as Liang Yuanque put his hand over, something strange suddenly surged in his heart.
He has done such things as autopsies countless times, and it is not uncommon for him to do autopsies on women.
But there had never been a situation where such a private place had to be examined.
Liang Yuanque looked at Zhuang Youjie, who was quietly closing his eyes, and had an idea in his mind.
He took Zhuang Youjie's hand. Zhuang Youjie was startled and instinctively wanted to shrink back.
"what?"
"Do me a favor."
Seeing Zhuang Youjie's eyelashes trembling and trying to open his eyes, Liang Yuanque immediately stopped him, "No, just close your eyes."
If he opens his eyes, is that okay?
Zhuang Youjie had no doubts about Liang Yuanque and obediently stretched out his hand.
Liang Yuanque put his hand to the thigh of the corpse and directed him to grab it.
Zhuang Youjie reached out and grabbed it, feeling a sticky feeling on his palm.
"What the hell?"
He would feel more fear with his eyes closed, almost losing his voice.
"Don't think too hard about it, just treat it like bird poop."
After he grabbed the corpse's thighs, Liang Yuanque pulled his wrist, and along the way, the two legs of the corpse were also pulled apart.
A large mass of darker and thicker blood gushes out from the lower body of the corpse. This mass has poor fluidity and can hardly be regarded as blood.
Liang Yuanque took out a handkerchief, carefully took away Zhuang Youjie's hand and wiped it clean.
Then, he frowned and carefully observed the substances pouring out of the body.
The mass of black blood seemed to be mixed with some minced meat, and the smell was so unpleasant that it would give people a headache.
Even though Liang Yuanque didn't understand gynecology, he was sure that this was definitely not normal.
Maybe his initial thinking was right. Sister Huang was not pregnant at all.
Maybe she had some strange disease, or maybe she was made like this artificially.
She had tried all kinds of folk remedies in order to have a baby, so it was possible that she might have suffered some physical problems.
Does the Song family know her true situation? Could it be that because it was clear that she was not pregnant at all, in order to hide her ugly face, she had to send Sister Huang to the West?
Liang Yuanque felt that he needed a doctor with reliable medical skills at this moment, but this was obviously a delusion.
Slowly, someone noticed that he lifted the sheet from the body and whispered a few words to Mr. Song.
Master Song immediately became unhappy and stood up from his armchair.
"Hey, sir, what are you doing?"
Liang Yuanque immediately covered the sheet back and pulled Zhuang Youjie to stand up.
Mr. Song rushed over with a displeased face,
"Sir, after all, there are differences between men and women. Even if my wife is dead, she is still my wife. You can look at her as you like, okay?"
Behind him, some close servants had already entered a state of energy accumulation, and it seemed that they wanted to teach Liang Yuanque and the others a lesson!
