Chapter 317 Autopsy
Shan Li made arrangements quickly. As soon as it got dark, Song Qingci was already standing with him in Jingzhao Prefecture.
"General Shan, Wang Zhang's body is inside the house. Do you really want to see it?" Zhang Quan and his attendants withdrew, and he was the only one standing here.
He also didn't understand why the people in the general's mansion wanted to see Wang Zhang's body.
This person is dead and can't speak. What's the point of looking at him? !
"Thank you, Master Zhang," Shan Li said with a bow.
A Ci said he wanted to see, so there must be a reason for that. He just needed to do what A Ci said.
"Then the two of you please follow me." Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, Zhang Quanhe gave up and led his men directly into the room where the body was kept.
Not only is General Dan weird himself, but his wife is also weird.
Other women would want to stay away from dead people and corpses when they hear about them, but why did this woman actively move closer to them?
I don’t know how scared I will be when I really see the dead body later.
General Shan just let her do whatever she wanted.
As soon as the three entered the house, they smelled a strong smell of corruption.
In this kind of weather, it is impossible to preserve the body.
The foul smell almost made Zhang Quanhe retreat.
On the contrary, Shan Li and Song Qingci looked calm, as if they were not affected by the smell at all.
Zhang Quanhe stood behind them, full of admiration.
Apart from anything else, just this level of endurance made him feel ashamed of himself.
Zhang Quanhe had no idea that this little bit of corpse stench was nothing in Shan Li's eyes.
He had waded through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The cruelty and taste of the battlefield could not be compared to such a small corpse.
Song Qingci was similar. She studied medicine, and these smells were basic exercises. Moreover, when she was carrying out the [Lingxiao] mission before, she had encountered more tragic scenes than this.
Habit is second nature.
She really didn't take this idea seriously.
"Sir Zhang, would you mind stepping aside for a moment?" Song Qingci looked at Zhang Quanhe and said gently.
This is a kind reminder from her. If you can't stand it now, what will you do later? !
So far, she still had a good impression of this Jingzhao Prefecture Governor Zhang. If he scared her into anything bad, it would be her loss.
''this···''
To be honest, Zhang Quanhe didn't want to stay here for a moment.
A corpse, and a rotten corpse at that. He must have some serious illness that made him want to stay.
However, this body is related to the case. If he leaves...
"Don't worry, Master Zhang. We are just checking the body and won't do anything else." Shan Li seemed to know what Zhang Quanhe was thinking and took the initiative to say, "Shan I will use the General's Mansion as a guarantee."
"Okay then!" Zhang Quanhe stopped worrying about it. Since he had already decided to sell it, there was no need to worry about it.
"I will withdraw now. If necessary, you can go to the front yard to pass on the message." Zhang Quanhe bowed and withdrew.
When he left, he was very considerate and closed the door.
Seeing Zhang Quanhe leave, Song Qingci took out two masks and handed one to Shan Li.
This is not an ordinary mask, but a special protective mask that can isolate 99.9% of viruses and odors. There is no need to use any additional spray for this little smell. Once the mask is put on, it is basically solved.
Forensic doctors stockpile drugs in boxes. She also happened to have one.
After both of them put on masks, Song Qingci took out a notebook and a pencil and handed them to Shan Li, saying, "Please help me record it."
"Okay." Shan Li didn't ask any more questions and directly took the things and started to prepare.
He knew how to use this thing, and he had something similar in his box, which was given to him by Ah Ci before.
All those things that were not used up were treasured by him.
Song Qingci took out medical plastic gloves and put them on.
After getting ready, Song Qingci nodded to Shan Li and said, "Let's begin."
After saying that, she stopped looking at Shan Li and lifted the white cloth covering the corpse.
What came into view was a female corpse that looked extremely hideous.
Song Qingci bowed to Wang Zhang's body, and then said, "I hope you can understand that I am here to find the real murderer who hurt you. I have no intention of disrespecting you at all."
The moment she finished speaking, she entered the working state.
She quickly examined the female corpse from head to toe, and then said, "Record. Autopsy on June 12, the seventh year of Chengtian. Female. About 4 feet 6 inches tall. Weight about 80 kilograms. There are no obvious open wounds on the body except the neck."
"There are numerous old and new injuries on the limbs, lower back, and outer thighs. They are suspected to be caused by fists, feet, or other blunt objects."
"There was suspected dandruff-like substance between the nails of the deceased's ten fingers."
Having said that, Song Qingci took out a pair of tweezers and carefully peeled out the substance that looked like dandruff from the nails of the deceased and placed it in a culture dish.
After doing all this, Song Qingci began to examine the fatal injuries of the deceased.
I don’t know if it was because the murderer’s knife was too blunt or because he was afraid of killing people.
There were a lot of knife marks on the victim's neck. A preliminary look revealed that there were as many as six or seven.
To kill a person in such a fatal spot as the neck, one knife is enough.
If you are worried that you can't kill the enemy with one hit, you won't hit him six or seven times at once even if you want to finish him off.
The skin and flesh on his neck were cut into pieces, which looked very shocking.
Song Qingci carefully examined every knife wound, then reached out to touch the deceased's cervical vertebra.
After a long while, she continued, "Remember. The deceased died of a broken neck."
When Shan Li heard this, he was stunned for a long time without putting down the pen in his hand.
"Ah Ci, are you saying that Wang Zhangshi didn't die by having her throat cut?"
"No!" Song Qingci answered very straightforwardly.
''She died of a broken neck, not a cut throat.''
Song Qingci said as she sorted out the clothes that she had just messed up for the autopsy, "To put it simply, she was strangled to death from behind with a rope. The cuts on her neck were all made after death. The purpose was to cover up the real cause of her death."
Seeing that Shan Li still had a half-understanding expression, Song Qingci continued to explain, "Wounds inflicted when a person is alive will have life reactions. In other words, when a person is alive, if you cut her flesh with a knife, the wound will swell and curl. However, wounds inflicted after a person dies will not have life reactions. If you cut her flesh with a knife after she dies, the wound will be flat, and there will be no swelling or curling at all."
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