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Black clouds cover the waning moon, and the strong wind bends the treetops.

22 arm-thick white candles surround the room, illuminating the coffin in the middle of the room on two benches from time to time.

The fire in the iron basin had already been extinguished, and the ashes, along with the spiritual veil, were blown into the air by the dark wind blowing from nowhere, rolling silently.

All the servants were sent out, and the mourning hall was empty, not even a vigilante was left.

In the solitude, there was suddenly the sound of footsteps approaching lightly.

At the door, he stopped quickly.

"Miss Chen," the maid in dark blue coarse cotton trembled, refusing to move any further into the room, "the old lady said, I only give you two cups of tea. After the two cups of tea, no matter you If there is any problem detected, you must leave."

Chen Chaoyan came out from the dark place, and after saying hello calmly, he lifted his foot into the room and walked towards the coffin.

The servant girl looked at her slender back, and couldn't bear to follow her, but when she saw the coffin, she quickly stopped in her tracks.

The whole body of the coffin is pitch black, and the material cannot be seen, but it is one-third larger than ordinary coffins.

Before the coffin was closed, the lid was leaning against the coffin and placed on one side.

Chen Chaoyan stopped in front of the coffin, stood on tiptoe, and looked inside.

The deceased Song Zhang.

The height is about 1.7 meters, and the weight is about 180 catties. Converted into ancient units, the height should be five feet one... no, it should be five feet two...

Before the exact value could be determined, Chen Chaoyan's eyes suddenly blurred, and a light screen appeared in front of her out of thin air.

On the left side of the light screen, Song Zhang appeared in a three-dimensional image, and was slowly turning in circles.On the right, his basic information is recorded.

Name: Song Zhang

Sex: Male

Age: 22

Date of Birth: Dragon Boat Festival, Yihai Year

Height: 170 feet [-] inch ([-]cm)

Weight: 180 pounds

Afterwards, people related to him were listed in the form of a map.

Chen Chaoyan glanced quickly, then turned her head to look towards the door.Seeing that the maid was still turning her back to her, unaware of the light screen, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows: Is this the time travel benefits often mentioned in online novels?

That's right.

She is not from here.

She is a forensic doctor in the technical department of the Criminal Police Brigade of Nanhe Province. When she was playing rafting with two girlfriends on national holiday, she accidentally hit her head after capsizing and falling into the water in a rapid. Chen Chaoyan, a Lizigou herb-picking girl with the same name.

The original owner of the body just turned 14 two months ago.

But a very miserable child.

Her mother died of illness when she was eight years old, and she and her brother Chen Qiyang, who was four years younger, grew up relying on her father to pick medicine.

Nine days ago, when my father went up the mountain to collect herbs, he stepped on air and fell off the cliff. When he found out, he was gone.

Eight days ago, she went to the county to sell medicinal materials and was going home to bury her father.On the way, he met Song Zhang, a well-known rogue in the county.

Song Zhang is the grandson of the Song family, a wealthy gentry in Qingxi County.Because his grandmother had only one child from his mother, he recruited his father, Meng Baishan, to be his son-in-law, and even he inherited the Song family's surname.

When Song Zhang was very young, his mother died of illness.Mrs. Song took pity on him and loved and indulged him so much that he bullied the weak, bullied men and women, and committed almost all kinds of evil.

This time I stopped the original owner just to see how pretty she was, and wanted to forcibly moles her.Unexpectedly, the original owner had a strong temper, and would rather die than go outside, and was still struggling, so he bit him hard.Song Zhang was furious because of this, and ordered several servants to beat her up.

The original owner returned home, and after handing over the copper coins obtained from selling medicinal materials to Chen Qiyang, he fell unconscious.

Chen Qiyang endured the grief, and invited neighbors to help with his father's funeral, and settled her down, then rushed to Qingxi County, wanting to avenge her.

After that, the original owner who was in a coma heard the news that after Chen Qiyang successfully killed Song Zhang, he was arrested by Song Zhang's younger brother and taken to the government, and then died.

All kinds of thoughts flashed away in his mind, and Chen Chaoyan's attention fell back to Song Zhang's corpse.

Song Zhang's face was intact, with no bruises or open injuries, and half a circle of bruises on his neck.The whole skin was off-white, with parchment-like spots formed in a large area, and occasionally green spots of corruption and blisters of corruption, and the body odor was obvious.

The rest, because of the cover of the clothes, cannot be visualized.

Fortunately, Chen Chaoyan was well prepared.

Take out a new handkerchief, fold it into a triangle shape around your mouth and nose, and tie it in a slipknot at the back of your head.Afterwards, he took out another old handkerchief and barely covered his right hand to avoid the green spots of corruption and bubbles of corruption, and began to examine his eyes and mouth.

It has been seven days since Song Zhang's death. Although Mrs. Song has arranged various protective measures, Song Zhang's cornea has become highly cloudy, black spots on the sclera are visible, and the oral mucosa and eye conjunctiva have even autodissolved.

At the same time, limited by the conditions, Chen Chaoyan pressed his hands carefully on many places on his head and face, and after confirming that there were no injuries, his eyes fell on his neck again.

The neck is intact, and there is no trace of breakage. The bruise is two knuckles longer than her finger, about [-] or [-] centimeters long, about [-] inches [-].

His hands were uninjured, his nails had been trimmed, and he had been carefully cleaned before encoffining. It was already difficult to detect traces of resistance with the naked eye.

Both arms were undamaged except for the bite marks on the left forearm.

After wrapping his right hand with another handkerchief, Chen Chaoyan untied Song Zhang's belt, opened his clothes, and exposed his upper body.

There were six wounds on Song Zhang's left chest. The corners of the wounds were blunt at the top and sharp at the bottom, about three to four centimeters wide.

Unable to dissect, Chen Chaoyan had no choice but to remove the bamboo hairpins in his hair, and carefully stab each wound.

The openings of the six wounds were all inclined downwards, and three of them withstood the ribs and did not enter the chest cavity.Three places pierced into the chest cavity, and judging from the blood flowing out from the bamboo hairpin, these three places also punctured the aorta.

Based on the penetration depth of the bamboo hairpin, it can be determined that the murder weapon is a single-edged sharp weapon with a blade length of about [-] centimeters and a blade width of about [-] centimeters.

After cleaning up the spilled blood, Chen Chaoyan looked at the maidservant at the door, "Could you come over and help me turn him over?"

The servant girl with her back to the mourning hall suddenly heard her voice, and after being startled, she fled silently for a few steps, and after clearly expressing her refusal, she reminded in a trembling voice: "Miss Chen, a cup and a half of tea has passed It's time."

Chen Chaoyan had no choice but to try to lift Song Zhang's shoulders, barely observing that there were large scratches on his back.

Combining the bruises on the neck and the wound on the chest, Chen Chaoyan completed the murder scene almost instantly.

But she didn't relax there, put Song Zhang's clothes on, took off his shoes and socks, and carefully checked his feet and legs before ending the autopsy.

"Let's go, let's see Mrs. Song." Walking out of the mourning hall, Chen Chaoyan first walked towards the west wing where Mrs. Song was waiting.