Bone Painting Coroner

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The throat of the corpse was cut open, the scorched skin merged with blood and water, emitting a disgusting smell.

Jing Rong frowned.

Ji Yunshu calmly put the knife aside and reached into the throat where the corpse was cut with both hands. With five fingers, the throat bone was broken by her.

When it was taken out of the skin, it was still stained with blood, and there was thick blood.

Because she was not wearing gloves, Ji Yunshu's hands were covered with blood at the moment, and she looked back and forth like a piece of plaything.

Not disgusting at all!

The scenery on the side can no longer describe his feelings at this time.

He has been on the battlefield and killed people. There are not thousands or thousands of dead souls under his hands. The dead bodies are everywhere, and he doesn't even blink his eyes.

However, the first time he saw a man take down the parts of the corpse, he took it empty-handed.

That picture is really enough to fill the brain!

"Did you see what's coming?" Jing Rong scowled.

"The deceased died of poisoning, so he had to know what kind of poisoning it was."

"What poison?"

"have no idea for now."

Ji Yunshu tapped the throat bone with his hand, thinking for a moment, and went out with the bloody throat bone.

The outside Fubo would have just inserted the incense and saw Ji Yunshu out the door.

"Fobo, did the white vinegar water burn?" she asked.

Forber nodded and raised his finger to a small room in the yard: "I know you want to use it, it's already burned, remember to change the water into it."

"understood."

She responded altogether, holding her throat bones into the room.

Jing Rong followed him like a fart!

When he arrived in the room, Jingrong was shocked, and his steps were fixed in the door frame, as if glued, and moved inward step by step.

In the dim house, only a swaying candle was lit, and the four large walls around it were all high and low shelves.

On the shelf, there are countless ashes!

Ji Yunshu walked to the cauldron, where she was boiling hot white vinegar water, and she threw that throat bone into it.

After glancing at Jing Rong, he probably guessed his thoughts and said, "The prince need not be frightened. These ashes are filled with unnamed strangers. Forbe could not bear to throw their bodies into the wilderness. , Just burn the body and put the ashes in the jar."

"Small scholar, when was this King scared?" Jing Rong retorted.

Ji Yunshu pressed the corner of his mouth.

Dead duck, hard mouth!

Between words, Jing Rong had walked to her, and she was puzzled to see her throwing her throat in the hot white vinegar.

"What are you doing?"

"Boiled pork rib soup." Ji Yunshu almost blurted out.

At that moment, Jing Rong felt that the back of the head had been lifted, and a cold wind rushed into it!

When he was "cold" and caught off guard, Ji Yunshu exclaimed, pointing at the pot of white vinegar water.

"Look quickly."

Jing Rong sighed, and when he looked at it, he saw that the white pot of white vinegar, which was originally clean and white, slowly turned black.

"Why is this so?" He was surprised.

"Isn't that small? The throat bones of the five corpses are soft in the middle and hard up and down. This kind of sign is caused by poisoning. Then the bone marrow of the throat bones of the dead must be poisonous. The small ones use hot white vinegar. Boiled bones can separate the bone marrow and venom in the throat bones, and the black liquid that flows out is naturally poisonous." Ji Yunshu explained.

Jing Rong learned again!

In the next moment, Ji Yunshu took out a white veil from his sleeve and dipped it in the pale black vinegar. The corner of the veil was blackened at once.

"The toxicity of this poison must be very strong, otherwise there will not be so much black liquid in the small throat bone."

Ji Yunshu looked closely at the black mass on the veil, puzzled.

"Sir knows what poison this is?"

"Small is neither a doctor nor a drug maker. Just look at it, how will you know."

"Is it possible to find the murderer if there is any poison?"

"No." Ji Yunshu replied firmly.

Jing Rong's eyebrows twisted together: "Then you waste your time checking this? Ben Wang has no intention of making trouble with you."

"Who said little trouble?"

"Then you useless to check these."

"Can't the small curiosity overflow? Would you like to know what poison the deceased took? If the prince wasted his time, why would he catch the younger to come over and investigate the case? It's really suitable for sleeping in the house on a cold night."

Ji Yunshu's words Zhuji, everything is reasonable!

Jing Rong said nothing, and the little scholar said so many words.

In the middle of Jing Rong’s eyebrow, a word “chuan” appeared, and he waved his hand and said, “Fuck, the king is asking for you. Naturally, he is not qualified to urge you, but the five people are all subordinates of the king, Returning to Beijing on the orders of this king and returning to life, I never expected to be brutally killed."

Such a frowning scene, the frivolous posture and the sly nature of evil spirits faded, and with the slight painful eyes, it was really broken and charming!

Man, that's it!

Ji Yunshu squeezed the veil into his waist, and the veil appeared extraordinarily because of her bloody handprint.

She turned around and walked: "Isn't it necessary to check, prince? Then hurry up."

"..."

Jingrong still followed suit.

They walked out of their forefoot, and Forbe went in.

Every time Ji Yunshu came, he would always boil a big pot of white vinegar water to cook her bones!

But looking at the blackened white vinegar water in the pot, he couldn't help shaking his head.

"This kid, forget to change the water every time."

Finally, it was Fober who changed the water himself.

Returning to the five corpses, Ji Yunshu's eyes were serious, he rolled his sleeves up regardless of the blood in his hands, and a pair of slender jade hands turned the body's head slightly.

Using ten fingers together with the middle finger, pressed the back neck of the corpse for a moment, then took the wide knife again, cut into the back neck of the corpse, and cut all the way up until the bone of the hind brain was exposed.

On the other side, he analyzed: "The deceased actually had traces of being impressed with the murderer, then the deceased's body will inevitably leave traces of the murderer. If he can find some scars, he can find the characteristics of the murderer's habits."

"For example?" Jing Rong asked.

"For example, the murderer is tall or short, male or female, is the left hand used to kill the murderer? Or the right hand? Is the murder from the front? Or from the back? And so on."

Sounds like it's too mysterious!

Although Ji Yunshu finally found the murderer based on the state of Miss Zhou's body, Jing Rong was still somewhat doubtful.

"A body can find so many?"

"If the deceased wants to tell us, then he can."

For a moment, Jing Rong was puzzled again: "Isn't Mr. Painter in Yamen? How can he still do the job? And he has also done what the prosecutor should do!"

Yeah, how can he remember that she worked as a bureaucrat and worked as a painter!

Ji Yunshu also asked herself many times, she was obviously a portrait reconstruction artist, and she obviously did the elegant work of the painter, but she went astray.

Who blames?Blame her for a dad who is a forensic doctor!