"how?"
"This case is extremely difficult. The man's body was completely unrecognizable, and no one claimed it even after it was recovered for half a day."
Han Shu hesitated for a moment and then continued:
"You have just entered Dali Temple and have not yet established your foothold. Most of the people in the temple are not convinced that you are a woman. If you take Yue Si Cheng's hot potato and still can't solve the case, you will find it difficult to move forward in Dali Temple in the future!"
Di Xue knew that what he said was quite euphemistic. This time he entered Dali Temple as an official, which was different from his previous life when he was just a technical worker.
These people who have oppressed women for a long time with the attitude of superiors will naturally not obey him, but Di Xue is already a person who has lived again, and has a firm goal. Even if others are talking about it, it will not change his determination to find the truth.
"Then why are you telling me this? If you follow me, a leader with no future, you will have no future!"
Di Xue looked at Han Shu's sincere look and teased.
"I think you are very powerful, sir. I also went to see the martial arts competition that day. Your martial arts is definitely one of the best in Yuanjing! It is justifiable that you were selected as the martial artist, but it would be better if you could teach me!"
After Han Shu finished speaking, he smiled and scratched his head.
"I am the successor of the sect. If you want to learn from me, you can become my disciple!" Di Xue joked while taking the cloth strip on the shelf next to her and covering her mouth and nose.
The original autopsy worker had stopped moving when Di Xue entered the room.
Di Xue looked familiar, but he knew very few people in Dali Temple eighteen years ago. At that time, all his attention was on the autopsy, and he didn't talk much, so he had no friends in Dali Temple.
Han Shu ignored the gazes of the people around him and excitedly approached Di Xue: "Sir, I am willing, and I can become my disciple now!"
Di Xue waved her hand to signal him to come forward: "Then I, the half-master, will teach you the autopsy first!"
The corpse on the table was about seven feet tall and seemed to be in his twenties.
The time of death was between four and seven days. The cause of death was a penetrating wound to the heart, killed by a knife, and the wound was caused by a sharp weapon.
There were irregular scars on the side after dissection, which looked like they were caused by scissors.
Since the scissors did not have a bleeding slot, the murderer must have used a lot of strength when pulling out the murder weapon, so there were many marks left on the wound.
Moreover, it requires a lot of force and the blood spray area is also very wide. If you can find the place where the crime was committed, you will definitely find clues.
Thinking of this, Di Xue shifted her gaze to her face, which was scratched by a knife and had almost no intact flesh.
Coupled with the fact that it was soaked in water, it was no longer possible to tell the appearance just from the appearance, but looking at the exposed bones, Di Xue still built up the appearance of the male corpse bit by bit in her mind.
"My lord, he looks quite strong. Didn't he resist at all when he was killed?" Han Shu came closer and asked.
Di Xuefang picked up the pen and paper next to him and looked at the wound and said:
"It is very possible that the deceased was unable to move at that time. In short, he was poisoned by Mongolian sweat medicine!"
After answering, Di Xue quietly sketched the appearance of the male corpse on the paper, and from time to time measured the bones on the male corpse's face.
A stick of incense passed and a rough sketch of the male corpse appeared.
Since the police officers in this room had never seen anyone doing an autopsy like Di Xue, they couldn't help but secretly glance at Di Xue's paintings.
Suddenly a patrolman said in surprise: "Why does this look familiar?"
Seeing this, Di Xue quickly looked at the painting several times, and then added a few strokes on the cheeks. The man exclaimed, "Isn't this the Qian Jade Box of the eldest young master of the Qian family?"
"Have you seen this person?" Di Xue felt happy, and then handed over the painting.
The patrolman looked at it and said:
"Replying to your lord, my subordinate Zhang Ying, I am ashamed to say that my wife has a distant cousin whose family fell into trouble and became a prostitute in the Red Sleeve Tower. She was entangled by a benefactor before. I went there and happened to see Qian Jade Box spending a lot of money to save her. Cousin!"
"But yesterday I saw Qian Yuxia going to the shop next to my house to buy fabrics with my wife. It can't be a male corpse. Sir, are you..."
That Zhang Ying wanted to say tactfully whether Di Xue had drawn it wrong.
Di Xue was just thinking about the reason when she heard a middle-aged policeman in the corner say:
"This painting should be accurate. This technique is called bone recognition and skin painting. It is a magical technique. It is a method of using bones to restore skin and flesh. There will only be deviations in fatness and thinness!"
The old patrolman seemed to have seen the scene where the widow was conducting an autopsy, and he continued to say affectionately and somewhat lonely:
"Eighteen years ago, I once paid my respects to a female widow who used this method to restore the appearance of a corpse. I will never forget it in my life!"
After hearing what the old patrolman said, other people also became interested and asked quickly:
"Isn't it the same female widow who helped solve Qi Liang's case of killing the courtesan?"
"Exactly, many major cases back then were finally solved after she found out the clues after her autopsy. It's a pity that she was such a talented person. She disappeared at a young age. No one knows whether she is alive or dead!"
"The only disciple who received the true inheritance, Jieyu, also disappeared in Yuanjing!"
The old patrolman sighed deeply after speaking, with regret in his tone.
Di Xue felt as if her heart was being squeezed hard as she listened to the conversation between several people, and aches and pains welled up in her heart.
Eighteen years ago, I learned the skill of drawing bones and recognizing skin from an old man, and then passed it on to Jieyu.
After wandering around and coming back here, Jie Yu was nowhere to be found. Could it be that he had also been harmed by those swordsmen back then!
She didn't dare to think about it anymore. The only way she could reopen the case of the oiran's death was to gain a firm foothold in Dali Temple and gain the emperor's trust.
No matter what the truth is, it must be made public!
After calming down, Di Xue asked:
"Since the appearance of the male corpse is similar to Qian Yuzhan, there must be some connection, but we cannot rule out that there are such coincidences in the world. Are there any missing cases recently?"
"Yes, and it was reported by the Qian family who raises silkworms in the south of the city. His distant nephew Li Zhan was ill and had been raising it in the suburbs of Beijing. He disappeared a few days ago!"
"Our people searched for it for several days but couldn't find it. Unexpectedly, Qian's family said yesterday that he had returned to his hometown in Chuzhou, so they dropped the case!"
Zhang Ying thought about it and said.
"Why is it the Qian family again? Why have I never heard of the fact that the Qian family has a young cousin! And they all say that the Qian family is haunted. A boy said that there are two money and jade boxes. Could this be a ghost crime? "
Han Shu showed fear and hurried away from the corpse and retreated behind Di Xue.
After listening to the conversation between the two, an idea came to Di Xue's mind, so she ordered:
"Han Shu, take people to check the shops upstream where the body was found. The water system of Yuanjing City is well organized. You only need to check the location between the two bridges. Pay attention to the shops of wealthy people upstream! And the guy who claims to have seen it The two boys with the money and jade boxes must be found!"
After Han Shu responded, Di Xue asked Zhang Ying to check the information transferred from the Ministry of Household Affairs when the Qian family reported the crime.
One of the properties caught her attention. This property was where Li Zhan lived. Its location was extremely remote on the outskirts of the city.
But there are servants and others who take care of it from time to time, and the Qian family bought the property twenty years ago, and the date shows that it was shortly after Qian Yuxi was born.
Although the Qian family had some business at that time, it was not big. Why did they spend money and manpower to build a remote property?
Just to accommodate this so-called young cousin? And you have lived there for more than twenty years? What is the reason for not connecting this young master to the city?
Di Xue asked Zhang Ying to help Han Shu, and while it was still bright, he rode out of the city and headed straight for the Qian family's property. After a long detour, a small courtyard appeared in front of him.
The courtyard wall is very high, and the inside of the house cannot be seen from the outside. There are traces of life around the courtyard.
However, the surroundings were obviously a bit messy at this time. Looking through the crack in the door, I saw that the courtyard was empty, with a few unpacked bags scattered on the ground.
Could it be that all the servants in the courtyard really followed Li Zhan back to Chuzhou?
"Young man? Are you a relative of this family?"
Di Xue looked back following the voice and saw her grandma in coarse linen clothes with cloudy eyes asking.
Di Xue hurriedly stepped forward and helped Grandma sit down on the stone next to her: "Grandma, I am an official from Dali Temple, here to investigate. Do you know this family?"
"Well, then you can just take a look outside. This yard is haunted!" The grandma pulled Di Xue and whispered!
"Haunted?"
Di Xue was surprised at first, then remembered the conversation between the men in front of the steamed bun stall and asked tentatively:
"Could this be the small courtyard where all the people disappeared overnight?"
The grandma nodded:
"This is it. Yesterday afternoon I was picking wild vegetables and I saw people coming in and out of the yard. But this morning I heard someone said this place was empty. If I didn't have to go here to go home, I wouldn't have come here!"
After hearing this, Di Xue quickly took out the portrait in her arms: "Grandma, have you seen the young master here? Does he look like this?"
The grandma took the portrait and looked at it carefully and then said firmly:
"Looking like this, his young master's brain is not normal. I even encountered him digging up animal bones in the forest, and washing them as if they were treasures and carrying them in his arms!"
Digging for bones? Although Di Xue was a little confused about this behavior, her grandmother's words still gained her a lot. After bidding farewell to her grandmother, she pushed the door open and entered.
Sure enough, the yard was a little messy, as if it had been looted.
The tables stacked in the corner are made of fine mahogany, but the white jade and other things inlaid on them have been removed.
This situation is not like Li Zhan bringing a group of servants back to his hometown overnight, but like the Qian family sending off their servants overnight, and these servants can only hurriedly carve up some things that look valuable and easy to take away.
But why? Could it be that these people taking care of Li Zhan know something that the Qian family cannot spread?
Just as he was thinking about it, Di Xue had already walked into the house, which was also in a mess.
There was only one room that was very clean, but also very empty. It seemed that this was the room where Li Zhan lived daily.
Di Xue went in and found several packed bundles under the bed. She opened the first one and found some letters inside.
Zhanlang, this is the first time I call you this, but when I write this, I feel extremely heartbroken. I already know the truth, he is not you.
However, the big mistake has been made. I originally wanted to live my life like this, but I still can't convince myself that I don't want to be separated from you.
I came to see you on the fifth day of June, and there was a peony drawn at the end of the letter.
There is no doubt that this letter was written by Li Zhan's lover, but who is this lover?
Di Xue read the letter over and over again, and a guess formed in her mind. Could it be Liu Ruyan, the legitimate daughter of the Liu family who married Qian Yuxi?
It is rumored that Liu Ruyan, the legitimate daughter of the Liu family of the imperial merchant, fell in love with Qian Yuxia.
Now I think that the person who likes Liu Ruyan should be Li Zhan who looks the same as Qi Qian Jade Box.
But Liu Ruyan mistakenly identified Qian Yuxi, who looked exactly like Li Zhan, as the one he loved, and happily married her.
Not long after her wedding, she knew that this person was not her lover, and by now it was already a done deal!
All the connections confirmed that Qian Yuxi and Li Zhan were most likely not cousins, but twins.
But if they were both direct descendants of the Qian family, why didn't Li Zhan live in the Qian Mansion instead of being raised in the suburbs of Beijing?
There must be something inside of this!
