The scorching sun hangs high on the roof, the cicadas on the trees chirp happily, the cries of hawkers on the streets are endless, and the people coming and going are very lively.
A carriage decorated with black gold ornaments was walking slowly forward on the road. A carriage suddenly rushed out from the corner. The driver who was going straight quickly grabbed the reins and forced the carriage to turn around. However, he rushed out of the corner. The carriage couldn't stop, and the carriages of the two cars still ran into each other, making a loud noise on the street.
"Ahhh! Someone was killed!"
"It's really terrible. It's such bad luck in broad daylight."
There was a commotion in her ears, and Yao Shu saw an unrelated memory crashing into her brain like a raging wave. Her temples suddenly hurt. She opened her eyes and looked around.
A pair of black eyes suddenly came closer to her and asked lightly, "Yao Wuzuo, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Yao Shu reached out and touched her painful forehead, and was stunned by the face of the man in front of her.
Her long eyebrows fly sideways into her temples, her eyes are like bright stars in the sky, her black hair is tied into a golden crown, and she has a good appearance like a orchid or jade tree.
"No...it's okay.", she replied blankly, as if she was still dreaming.
"Let's talk after getting off the car."
The man left these words and quickly opened the door and got out of the car. Yao Shu felt panicked.
She seemed to have traveled through time, because she was inexplicably stabbed to death by the murderer in retaliation because she attended the court to report the cause of death, and now she has also traveled through time to a female widower with the same name. The man in front of him is the immediate boss of the original owner of the body and the person in charge of Dali Temple, Prince Su Fu Xiujin.
She may be the unluckiest and luckiest forensic doctor in the world.
It was noisy outside, and when Yao Shu held the door and got out of the car, people were already crowding on both sides of the carriage.
Some were covering their eyes, and some were still looking straight at them. Yao Shu followed their gazes and saw a person lying between the two carriages.
A corpse to be exact.
"Old...Master?!" A woman with curly hair got out of another car. She screamed as soon as she saw the body on the ground. Her whole face was full of panic. If it weren't for the maid on the side supporting her, Almost fell down.
She cried and tried to pull up the body on the ground, but was stopped by a handsome man to prevent her from destroying the evidence on the scene and the body.
Yao Shu recognized that it was Zhao Shaobai, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple. Today, he was the one who seconded the original owner, a trainee on his first day of work, to go to the government office to hand over the body. Unexpectedly, before he arrived at the government office, an accident happened halfway.
"It doesn't seem like he was killed. I saw him fall out from under the car." A man in gray clothes muttered in the crowd, and then several people nodded in agreement.
"What's going on?" Fu Xiujin frowned. Zhao Shaobai immediately walked towards the man who spoke and asked him to repeat what he saw.
"I was just sitting next to me eating noodles with my friends. This lady's carriage ran into this man's carriage without stopping. Then I saw this man fall out from under the carriage and lie motionless on the ground. . And it seems that he hasn’t moved since he fell to the ground...it seems like...he fell directly to death..."
After listening to the description of the man in gray, the crowd was in commotion again. It was simply unbelievable that someone fell to death under a carriage in broad daylight.
"Yao Wuzuo, are you sure about the autopsy?"
Yao Shu was still standing aside sorting out the memories in her mind when she suddenly heard her name being called by Fu Xiujin. Out of professional instinct and her current status, she nodded immediately.
The carriage had been circled three times inside and out. Yao Shu squatted down and turned the body over, and the sound of gasping immediately came from the crowd.
The corpse's eyes were round and protruding, and its face was horribly distorted.
She quickly observed it, reached out to touch the hyoid bone of the corpse, pinched the corpse's finger joints, and finally gently pressed the chest and abdomen of the corpse, and quickly came to a conclusion.
"The deceased died of suffocation due to strangulation in the neck about a day ago. It had nothing to do with the collision between the carriages. There were continuous linear strangulation marks on the hands, chest and abdomen of the corpse. Most of them were tied up and hidden under the car because the two vehicles collided. It just caused the body to fall off from the bottom of the car. It would be better to go back and check the other information carefully before making a judgment."
After hearing Yao Shu's conclusion, Zhao Shaobai immediately checked the two carriages, and sure enough he saw the hemp rope still tied to the axle under the lady's carriage.
Now that he had made a preliminary conclusion that he was not killed by accident, Fu Xiujin immediately made a decision and asked the crowd to disperse and remove the body, but the lady refused to let him go and started to make a fuss.
"Where does this yellow-haired girl come from? You dare to talk nonsense? What do you know about autopsy! My husband couldn't have died a day ago. None of you are allowed to touch the body before the government officials come! Wangfu, hurry up, go find the government officials!"
Zhao Shaobai snorted disdainfully and took out a black and gold waistband from his sleeve. There was a bright word "mirror" on it. The lady immediately fell silent when she saw it.
"Why, our Dali Temple's case handling efficiency is not better than that of the government office?" Fu Xiujin's voice was like the cold winter wind, which made people feel scared.
"This! It's a common woman who has lost her sight, so I'll have to trouble the master of Dali Temple."
After this action, the boss below became even more excited. Unexpectedly, this collision also hit the carriage of Dali Temple. It was really a coincidence.
Yao Shu found the relevant information from her memory and understood the mood of the people. This Dali Temple is the central criminal investigation agency of the Yi Dynasty that specializes in handling major and mysterious cases. Whenever there are cases that cannot be handled by the local government agencies, they will be submitted to Dali. The Dali Temple took over the case, and there were no cases that could not be solved by Dali Temple. The murderer seemed to be in bad luck.
The woman ordered the coachman and the boy to carry the body into her carriage, and then came crying to find Fu Xiujin and his party.
Yao Shu learned from her conversation with Fu Xiujin that the woman's name was Guo and that she was the deceased's real wife. The deceased's name was Cao Hongfa, and he was a restaurant owner who had little savings in his family. There are no enemies on weekdays. After all, those who open restaurants want to be friendly and make money.
"Sir, it's not that I'm questioning the work of Dali Temple. It's that my husband really couldn't have died a day ago. Everyone was still reading the account books in the study at noon yesterday. I can't live like a ghost." Guo was crying and shaking. His eyes kept drifting towards Yao Shu, obviously not believing it.
Fu Xiujin had been sullen since he got off the carriage. Seeing that Guo suspected that Yao Shu had made a mistake, his tone suddenly became stern.
"Mrs. Cao is questioning the ability of Dali Temple's monks?"
Yao Shu snickered inwardly. Zhao Shaobai had explained to her when he pulled her over that Fu Xiujin only looked dark and ruthless, but was actually a very protective person. Now that Guo is questioning herself, she is undoubtedly stepping on Fu Xiujin's tail.
