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Nie Qiuyuan crouched on the ground, examining the corpse, but it wasn't to check for drowning.
I watched as he pulled out a thin pair of gloves and put them on. These gloves were different from the silver-threaded ones Ren Pingsheng used to wear; perhaps using the Mirror Gate Device in public was too conspicuous. This was his own kind of gloves.
But that wasn’t the point, was it? The point was that today seemed to be our Appointment day. On this Appointment day, he had brought along gloves for examining corpses—what did that mean?
I frowned and took out two masks from my pocket, handing one to him. We both put on the masks.
Looking at the condition of the corpse, there were no obvious external injuries, and the damp clothes had no tears. It didn’t seem like she had been poisoned either. How did she die?
Suddenly, I felt a twinge of concern; I worried about Qiu removing her clothes. This was a female corpse, and I didn’t want him looking at another woman. Oh my god, why was I feeling jealous over a corpse?
I quickly understood why he didn’t like me examining corpses before; all those I had checked were Male Corpses. Yet even so, he had endured and let me examine them. He must have felt quite uncomfortable back then.
This was a form of affection too. Thinking about this, I looked at Qiu's handsome profile, and warmth surged in my heart.
But my husband was here; I didn’t need to worry about anything. He didn’t attempt to remove the female corpse's clothes but instead observed for a moment before accurately turning her face to the side. He then inserted his finger into her ear and pulled out a four or five-inch long iron needle, dripping with blood.
As soon as the needle was pulled out, the surrounding crowd gasped in horror; some turned pale and nearly fainted. Though I was bold, this scene was still shocking.
The length of that needle was just enough to enter through the left ear and exit through the right ear without protruding outside. If the murderer had positioned the victim's head at an appropriate angle during the act, this needle could have pierced directly through the brainstem. No wonder this poor girl had died instantly.
Who could be so cruel as to use such brutal means against a blossoming young girl?
“Qiu,” I nudged him with my elbow and whispered, “how did you know there was a needle here?”
Nie Qiuyuan wore a look of nonchalance on his face.
"Because during the Mirror Gate incident, this was a common method of murder. There are also techniques that involve driving nails into the Baihui point on the top of the head or the Dazhui point at the back of the neck, but this method is more subtle and harder to trace back to the cause of death."
Oh my god, ancient times were truly dangerous. I should be grateful that Ren Pingsheng and Ruo Chanjuan didn’t directly hammer a nail into my ear after capturing me.
"So, was this done by someone from the Mirror Gate?"
"Not necessarily; this method has long been circulated."
The detestable Mirror Gate truly committed numerous atrocities. Not only did they personally wield knives to kill and set fires, but they also invented various methods of murder. Wasn’t this a serious disruption to social order?
Nie Qiuyuan lowered his head, staring at the corpse as if deep in thought. After a moment, he suddenly waved for me to lean in closer.
"Zhenzhen, take off her clothes and carefully check the insides of her upper arms and thighs for any abnormalities."
I pouted.
"Nie Qiuyuan, wow, you really know how to delegate!"
The male god turned his head and looked at me meaningfully.
"Then shall I do it?"
"Stop!" I suddenly realized that this was about undressing a female corpse. At that moment, I didn't even want him to touch a female cat, let alone a corpse.
From now on, as long as I'm around, he won't have to go near any female corpses again. My role as the Supportive Spouse would be fully realized.
I completely forgot about my male disguise, my eyes shining brightly as I swiftly stripped the corpse bare. The crowd gasped in shock, and Nie Qiuyuan stood far away, suppressing laughter as he watched me.
It was then that I sensed something was off. Oh well, it was already like this; who cares! After all, the gaze of the male god was fixed solely on me, and that was all I could ask for!
Ignoring the whispers from the onlookers, I focused all my attention on the body.
Upon closer inspection, I found that the task given by the male god was indeed simple because there was a shocking gash on the inner side of the corpse's left thigh.
This gash should have been quite concealed since I noticed traces of silk thread stitching at the wound. However, the body had been soaked in water for over ten hours, causing the flesh to swell, making the wound bulge outwards and become very apparent.
Although Qiu didn't handle corpses, it didn't mean he wouldn't look. Before I could fully process my surprise, he tossed a pair of gloves over to me and commanded, "Stick your fingers into the wound and see if there's anything inside."
The instruction sounded a bit disgusting, but I was a professional; I'd touched things far worse than this. I put on the gloves and waved at Qiu. He understandingly pulled out a dagger that once belonged to me from his pocket and tossed it to me.
I used the dagger to cut through the tough threads stitching the flesh and poked two fingertips into the wound. A slight touch confirmed that there was something inside. Pinching with my fingers, I extracted an oiled paper package from the wound.
Nie Qiuyuan nodded approvingly. I stood up and walked over to hand him the oiled paper package.
"What is it?" I asked curiously.
"How would I know? I'm not the one who killed him. We'll find out once we open it," Nie Qiuyuan said with a smile.
It turned out that the group hadn’t just taken the money without working. At that moment, the Constables arrived. Initially, they were furious when they saw us stripping the body, scolding us harshly. However, when Nie Qiuyuan presented his official credentials, it frightened the officials, and they repeatedly apologized.
I jumped in to speak because I couldn’t hold back my thoughts in this situation. You’re right to scold us; tampering with the scene is a despicable act and could very well give the murderer a chance to escape justice. So, this isn’t your fault; if it happens again, feel free to scold us again. It can raise public awareness about protecting crime scenes. But rest assured, we are professionals; we haven’t damaged the scene.
The officials were taken aback by my words, and Nie Qiuyuan couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Seeing their superior laugh, the Constables joined in awkwardly.
Nie Qiuyuan called over the lead Constable and meticulously explained many things. The Constable nodded in response to each point. Later, the Constables took white cloth for wrapping and carried the body away.
To encounter such an event early in the morning was truly nerve-wracking. Suddenly, I felt a bit hungry.
After dealing with the floating corpse in the river, my companion took me to a nice restaurant where we ordered meat buns.
As we bit into our buns, I opened the Oiled Paper Package that had been extracted from the flesh of the corpse. The Oiled Paper was of excellent quality and waterproof, so even though it had been wrapped in flesh, its contents were completely unharmed.
Inside the Oiled Paper was a piece of Silk, extremely thin and light. When unfolded, it revealed a dense array of writing. Upon closer inspection, I saw that it listed names of herbs such as "Windbreaker," "Atractylodes," "Angelica," "Licorice," and so on, arranged in pairs across several vertical columns.
A prescription?
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