The other party has a lot of background, and the Gu family is unwilling to come forward. It is not an easy task for Uncle Gu to arrange for Gu Qiancheng to conduct an autopsy in private.
After Gu Sanshu and Gu Qiancheng discussed it, they decided to go to the morgue in the middle of the night before Xian Qihou's house recovered. Otherwise, when Xian Qihou's house took action, they would have no chance at all.
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Gu Qiancheng never needed a maid to keep vigil at night, and the place where she lived was remote, so even if she went out at night, no one would know.
The third lady is in charge of the backyard recently, and she may not be able to do other things, so it is okay to quietly let Gu Qiancheng out...
All preparations are continued. Gu Sanye only needs to take care of the guards in the morgue before he can take Gu Qiancheng there.
Gu Sanye knew the seriousness of the matter, and established a connection with an acquaintance through his connections. He spared no expense in opening the way, and finally persuaded the gatekeeper. Gu Sanye also accepted Gu Qiancheng as promised.
"It's midnight, Qiancheng, are you a girl afraid of you?" The third lady was worried about her son, but she wasn't worried about anything happening to Gu Qiancheng.
If Gu Qiancheng was frightened, she would never be able to feel at ease in her life.
"It's okay, Third Aunt, I'm not afraid." She had long been accustomed to a life of dealing with corpses, but these days in Gu Guogong's mansion, she felt uncomfortable in various ways.
"Uncle Third, let's go." Gu Qiancheng changed into light clothes and took off the hairpins from his hair.
"Qiancheng, Third Uncle has written down your love. If you need Third Uncle in the future, just ask." Third Uncle Gu helped Gu Qiancheng get into the carriage, feeling indescribable gratitude in his heart.
Even his own father wouldn't help him, but Gu Qiancheng, his niece, was willing to help him. How could he not be touched?
"What did Third Uncle say? This is how our family should be." Gu Qiancheng was filled with emotion.
She was born into a big family, and she has always been educated in the idea that everyone will be prosperous and everyone will suffer losses. The brothers in the family help each other, and there are members of the family in the military, government and business. If something happens to someone, everyone else will do their best to help. It will not be like that at all.
The Gu family is so selfish.
In Gu Qiancheng's opinion, a family like the Gu family can never go far...
"Qiancheng, we're here." Gu Sanye interrupted Gu Qiancheng's thoughts and helped Gu Qiancheng get out of the carriage.
The morgue is built in a relatively remote place. Not to mention at night, very few people come here even during the day. Gu Sanshu and Gu Qiancheng were walking on the empty road, and the lanterns in their hands could only shine a small amount of light...
Shadows swayed in the wind, and the sound of wind that sounded like a baby crying from time to time made this place even more terrifying.
Hiss... Uncle Gu shuddered and felt that the surroundings were eerie. He was afraid that Gu Qiancheng would be scared, so he quickly moved the lantern a little closer to Gu Qiancheng.
"Uncle Third, be careful." Gu Qiancheng's eyes were sharp. He noticed that Uncle Gu had stepped on a small wooden stick and quickly warned him, but he didn't want her to make a sound and almost scare Uncle Gu out of his wits...
"Thousands, thousands cities, there are..."
Plop... Before Uncle Gu could finish his words, he slipped and fell down. The birds flying around were startled, and the lantern in his hand was extinguished. The two of them stood on the dark road...
"Qian, Qiancheng." Uncle Gu's face turned pale with fright, and his whole body felt bad. If it weren't for the fear of being embarrassed in front of Gu Qiancheng, Uncle Gu would have screamed in fright.
It's terrible.
"Uncle, it's okay, you stepped on something and fell." Gu Qiancheng blew the fire stick and lit the lantern in the dark.
With the light, Uncle Gu felt better. Just thinking about being embarrassed in front of his niece made him feel embarrassed. Fortunately, Gu Qiancheng was considerate and didn't mention it more, and just continued to walk forward with Uncle Gu.
When they arrived at the morgue, Uncle Gu stepped forward to talk to the guard. After giving out two big red envelopes, the guard opened the door, but there was one condition: "Only one person can enter, and the body cannot be touched."
"Okay." Uncle Gu was still hesitating, but Gu Qiancheng spoke.
Third uncle can't help even if he goes in.
"Female?" The gatekeeper looked up and was secretly surprised.
No woman dares to come to this place.
"Yes." Gu Qiancheng let the other party look at him openly.
Not to mention ancient times, even in modern times, there are very few women practicing medicine.
"If you are brave enough, let's go in." The two gatekeepers didn't say much. They were paid to do things, regardless of whether he was a man or a woman.
"Thank you."
Gu Qiancheng opened the small bag and stuffed a piece of ginger into his mouth. At the same time, he put on his homemade mask and gloves before walking inside...
The smell of the morgue was definitely not pleasant. Fortunately, Gu Qiancheng was prepared in advance and did not find it too unbearable. Under the guidance of the guards, Gu Qiancheng saw the body of Zhang Yuan, the second son of Xian Qihou.
It was a murder that just happened today. The body was well preserved. Gu Qiancheng nodded and signaled to the other party that he could do it alone.
"This woman is so brave." The doorkeeper didn't forget to mutter when he went out. Obviously, this kind of thing was beyond his knowledge.
Gu Qiancheng just pretended that he had not stopped listening and lit the small candles he always carried one by one. After illuminating this small world, Gu Qiancheng began to examine...
Zhang Yuan is between 1.7 and 1.5 meters tall, with a square face, fair face and no beard, a black mole under the corner of his left eye, a high bun line, and a full forehead.
After remembering Zhang Yuan's facial features, Gu Qiancheng began to check the injuries.
As Gu Qiancheng had inferred, Zhang Yuan had multiple wounds on his body and obvious scratches and damage on his clothes. He must have fought with the murderer before his death.
There was a long linear scar on Zhang Yuan's skull, which was caused by a blunt instrument. Blunt instrument injuries often result in closed calvarial fractures.
The types of fractures are divided into linear fractures, depressed fractures, hole fractures and comminuted fractures. Gu Qiancheng believes that the linear injuries on Zhang Yuan’s skull should also be linear fractures. It can be initially determined that the injury was caused by a rectangular blunt instrument.
Judging from the direction of the wound, the opponent should be taller than Zhang Yuan and had considerable strength. Zhang Yuan should have died from a blunt blow to the head rather than a knife to the heart.
These are definitely not what Gu Chengyi, a little kid, can do.
At this point, Gu Qiancheng could rule out the possibility that Gu Chengyi committed murder. However, she did not stop there. Instead, she continued to check, hoping to find useful clues and find the real murderer.
From Gu Sanshu's words, Gu Qiancheng can be sure that Xian Qihou attaches great importance to Zhang Yuan, the second son. It is useless for her to prove that Gu Chengyi is not the murderer. The real murderer must be found, otherwise Xian Qihou will not let Chengyi go.
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Gu Qiancheng continued to go down and pulled down the white cloth covering Zhang Yuan's body, but at this moment, two very loud voices suddenly sounded outside the house: "Young Highness, the King of Qin, may you live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years."
King Qin Qin Jiyan? Did you make a mistake in coming to the morgue at this time?
Gu Qiancheng recognized this voice as the two guards. Their voices were much louder than before. Gu Qiancheng knew that they were reminding her that someone was coming, but...
The only way out is where King Qin comes in. Where will she hide?
A message to readers: I know that everyone is timid, and A Cai is also timid. She jumps with fright as she writes, so... I won’t write about the tragedy or anything like that, and focus on writing about the case and useful professional judgments.
Don’t blame Ah Cai for writing slowly. When Ah Cai wrote two sentences of professional judgment, he checked three or four books and it took him a long time to find what he needed...