Thinking of the color of the exposed stone wall, Su Yizhao wrote it down.
Su Yizhao recorded it very seriously. This autopsy report, which was equivalent to the previous life, would be copied by Ju Mingyi later and sent for submission.
After finishing recording, Su Yizhao looked up and saw that Ju Mingyi had begun to examine the deceased's private parts.
She was a little shy and embarrassed to look at it.
Even though she was called a workplace veteran by her colleagues in her previous life, she never had sex with a man until her death.
But it was obvious that Su Yizhao was overly concerned. Ju Mingyi took a wooden shelf from the side, placed it on both sides of the corpse's hips, and then covered the shelf with a piece of white cloth.
"Even though she is dead, it would be disrespectful to conduct an autopsy on her. Covering her body can be considered as preserving her dignity."
The dead are the most important. In ancient times, autopsy is already disrespectful to the dead.
Su Yizhao nodded with deep understanding. She was surrounded by people, sometimes more than one or two, so she thought it would be better to cover her face.
"The time of death was between Weishi and Shenshi. There were signs of tearing on the lower body, and he had sex before death. However, the body was soaked in water, so we can only roughly infer that it was within two or three hours." Ju Ming
Yi said with a serious face.
Su Yizhao was a little embarrassed, but still recorded it meticulously.
Unexpectedly, Ju Mingyi was very talented. Last time in the academy, I underestimated him.
Wait? Two or three hours? If it is a vegetarian meal in a temple at noon, how can such a solemn and solemn place be like this?
Generally, people who come to the temple to offer incense will choose to come in the morning. Today, it is also noted that those who come to the temple to chant sutras and lectures and listen to lectures will basically have a fast meal in the temple at noon.
Su Yizhao wrote this down and planned to ask the monks in the temple later.
But is there any relationship between this woman and Netshu? The two died at the same time, and they were not far apart.
Then the body was disemboweled, "There were signs of edema in the internal organs, so there is no doubt that he died by drowning."
It should be edema in the lungs, but the ancients may not remember such details, so Su Yizhao recorded it according to Ju Mingyi's description.
"Sir! There is a man making a fuss outside the temple, saying he is looking for his wife." Suddenly a government official reported to Li Tuiguan who was looking outside the wooden house.
Su Yizhao immediately pricked up his ears. Is this woman's husband here?
"Bring people in!" Li Tuiguan said quickly.
It just so happened that Ju Mingyi's stay was coming to an end. Su Yizhao glanced at his empty sleeves and thought that Xiangsi had gone to join in the fun again, so he planned to wait for her to come back.
After Wu Zuo finished the finishing work and washed his hands and face, Su Yizhao showed him the recorded booklet.
Wu Zuo checked it carefully and found that Su Yizhao did not record it in the order he stated, but recorded it in categories, and finally made detailed records of the doubtful points he had listed before.
This record is very detailed and clear at a glance. It looks much better than the previous large paragraphs of text squeezed together, and it is also more convenient to search.
"After all, he is a scholar with a flexible mind! He writes well!" Ju Mingyi nodded appreciatively.
"You are exaggerating! There is another corpse, that of Master Jingshu, a monk in the temple. It is placed in the backyard of the Discipline Pavilion."
Su Yizhao still wanted to learn some knowledge, but he was worried about the woman's husband and wanted to know more clues about the woman.
While she was struggling, the woman's husband-in-law had already made a fuss in front of her, so there was no need for Su Yizhao to make a choice.
"Let me go, I'm going to find my wife. What are you trying to do by stopping me like this?"
The man's roaring voice came, and Su Yizhao quickly looked up.
The visitor was being stopped by two government officials. He was dressed in indigo-colored coarse cloth, his hair was tied up in a wild and sloppy way, and he had an unkempt beard. At first impression, he sounded like a burly and rugged man.
Su Yizhao walked a few steps and looked at the man closer.
She glanced at his sleeves and chest, then looked at the shoes on his feet, and thought for a moment.
"Don't yell. When it's time to show you, I'll let you see it!" A yamen guard who was escorting the man shouted angrily when he saw him struggling.
This man's strength was astonishing, and both of them could barely hold him down.
This was the first time that the yamen officer saw the common people who were not afraid of them. Who among those ordinary people would not bow their heads and bow to them and be submissive when they saw them?
"They said someone died in the temple. My wife has not returned home yet. Can I not be anxious?"
The man frowned, now standing still, looking around.
"Hero, please don't be impulsive. Please tell me your wife's name and physical characteristics."
Officer Li had already come over at this time, and there was a female corpse lying here. This man was looking for his wife again, and they were inseparable.
"My wife, Mrs. Feng, is named Cuicui. She is twenty-one this year. She was wearing water-red clothes when she came here. Ah! There is also a gilt butterfly hairpin in her hair. I put it on her in the morning."
Su Yizhao raised his eyebrows when he heard this. When talking about physical characteristics, most people would only talk about what kind of clothes and skirts they were wearing, and hairpins? But he should be talking about the deceased woman.
The man paused and then said: "Yesterday, she heard that there was an eminent monk giving lectures in the temple today, and she also said that the master would choose a destined person to give amulets to her. My wife wanted to try her luck, so she went up the mountain. Before she came, she said , I have to have a fast meal on the mountain today and won’t be able to go back until noon.”
Li Tuiguan suddenly didn't know what to say. He said that his wife was lying inside at the moment and had been disemboweled. I wonder if she would go crazy?
"I waited for her for a long time and didn't come back, so I had no choice but to come to the temple to look for her. After I came here, I heard that someone died in the temple. How can I calm down?"
Su Yizhao carefully observed the man's expression. His anxious state did not seem to be fake. There were beads of sweat on his forehead and his chest was heaving violently.
But he went out in the morning? How to explain that he had sex before his death?
"Hey! Your wife...Liu Yi, please bring the person over to identify the body." Li Guan thought it was better not to say more and just let the person go over to identify the body.
Su Yizhao glanced at Ju Mingyi, who had been taken to the autopsy by the monks, thought about it, and stayed.
There are obviously more clues on the woman's husband's side. Anyway, she has already inspected Jōshu's body.
Xiangsi ran back just at this moment. Su Yizhao had no time to ask more questions and immediately let him follow Ju Mingyi.
"Write down everything he said and tell me later!"
Just as Su Yizhao turned around, he heard a sad voice coming from the wooden partition.
"Madam! Madam! We haven't seen each other for just a day, why are you separated from me forever?"
Su Yizhao walked in and found the man holding the body and crying loudly.
After Ju Mingyi performed the autopsy, he sutured the woman and dressed her properly.
The man didn't notice anything else, he just felt that the woman was wet all over.
"Why are her clothes wet? How did she die? Who killed her? Who is it?" The man looked at everyone with red eyes, and a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes.