While Peng Songlai was talking, he also looked at Mu Yi. Although he had Su Chongshan's guarantee, Mu Yi looked too young, and youth often means being unstable.
Of course, Peng Songlai would not be stupid enough to express his worries, not to mention that the Su family's matter was so big, wouldn't it be solved in the end? There is no good solution at the moment, so instead of doing this, it is better to let Mu Yi give it a try.
Even if it fails, nothing is lost.
"Having met Mr. Peng, if it's convenient, please take me to see the body first, so that I can make a judgment." Mu Yi naturally knew what Peng Songlai was thinking, but he didn't care. He came here to see what happened to Su.
Chongshan's face, even the more wrongs he suffered here, the more Su Chongshan would redouble his efforts to make up for it.
"Okay, Taoist Master, please come here." Although Peng Songlai didn't want to see his son-in-law in such a miserable state again, he also knew that as the master, he had to accompany Mu Yi.
Soon, the group of people came to a side courtyard. There were servants guarding the door. Entering inside, Mu Yi happened to see three people sitting in the courtyard, seeming to be basking in the sun. Two of them were wearing police clothes. It was obvious that they were
They were sent by Peng Songlai's eldest son-in-law, and there was another person who was a little older and had a feminine look about him. He was probably the widower.
Seeing Mu Yi and his entourage come in, the three of them stood up at the same time. After all, they were just errands. They might be powerful in ordinary people's homes, but in the Peng family, they could only be honest and respectful, not to mention that Peng Song was here.
The son-in-law is the immediate boss of their immediate boss, the number one person in the entire county.
Even with the exception of member Peng, there is no one they can offend.
A servant, to put it nicely, is a servant in the government, but to put it bluntly, he is just a lowly servant. Although it has reached the end of the Qing Dynasty, this era still respects all kinds of inferiors but the only ones who are good at education, because at this time, being an official is the privilege of scholars.
"Thank you for your hard work, you three. This is Pastor Mu. I specially invited you. I will ask you something later." Peng Songlai nodded to the three of them, and then invited the widower to enter the room where the corpse was placed.
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There is something pungent inside the house. In addition to the smell of blood, there is also the smell of lime powder. Fortunately, it is winter now. If it is summer, even if it is only left for a day and a night, the body will start to putrefy, especially if it is skinned again, the situation will only get worse.
serious.
The widower stepped forward and opened the white cloth. Peng Songlai and Su Chongshan had already turned around. Apart from Mu Yi, the only ones looking at them from the front were Su Jinlun and the widower.
The widower had been with the corpse all year round and had long ago not cared about it. Su Jinlun, because of Mu Yi's presence, although his face was pale, still resisted the urge to close his eyes.
When he saw the corpse for the first time, Mu Yi frowned again. The corpse was covered with dried blood. The muscles on it could be clearly seen. There wasn't even a trace of damage. It was just that the opponent's eyes were bulging outwards and dripping with blood.
His face looked a little scary.
Now Mu Yi somewhat understood why Peng Songlai's little daughter was almost frightened crazy. If he got up early in the morning and saw such a corpse lying next to him, he would also be frightened.
"Sir, is there anything suspicious about this corpse?" Mu Yi looked at it for a moment, then looked at the widower and asked. After all, there was a specialization in the art, and Mu Yi couldn't tell anything except the cruelty of the murderer.
"I don't dare, I don't dare. The little old man is a humble servant and he really doesn't dare to be called sir. The Taoist priest should call the little old man Song Qi, or Old Man Song." Song Qi heard Mu Yi call him husband.
He was immediately startled, because he was in the autopsy industry and dealt with dead bodies all day long, so his relatives and friends were not very close to him.
Although he didn't know Mu Yi's identity yet, it was naturally not easy for Peng Songlai to treat him politely and accompanied by a big shot. He didn't dare to accept such a person calling him sir.
"It doesn't matter, there are many professions, and those who master them are teachers. I don't know anything about autopsies. Since I'm asking for advice, I naturally call you sir." Mu Yi said with a slight smile. He never thought that autopsy was a lowly profession. On the contrary, this kind of
Talent is more worthy of respect.
After listening to Mu Yi's words, Song Qi trembled with excitement and his eyes turned red. It was rare for someone to look at him like this. At this moment, he even felt like a confidant. Of course, he would not say what he was thinking, otherwise it would be in vain.
Making people laugh.
Even Peng Songlai was stunned for a moment when he heard Mu Yi's words, and his sense of Mu Yi suddenly changed. Although he did not agree with Mu Yi's words, he could tell how broad-minded Mu Yi was from just these words. In history,
, as long as this kind of person, his future achievements will not be bad.
As for Su Chongshan, a smile broke out on his face. He had never missed Mu Yi, otherwise he would not have made such a big bet, directly enshrined Mu Yi in his family, and asked Su Jinlun to befriend Mu Yi.
It is precisely because he understands Mu Yi's character and his abilities that he behaves like this.
"Taoist Master is overly praised. If you have any questions, feel free to ask." Song Qi is forty-seven this year. In this era, he is already considered a young old man. He took a deep breath and tried not to be so excited.
"Well, can we conclude that this person was killed after being skinned?" Mu Yi nodded and asked directly.
"Yes, Taoist Priest, please take a look. The muscles on his face are still twitching, and most of them are tight. His eyes are protruding and bloodshot. These are the characteristics of suffering a painful death. Furthermore, his hands and arms
, and the muscles of the thighs are obviously twisted, and the tendons of the hands and feet are relaxed, mainly because after death from excessive exertion, the body muscles quickly become cold, but the conditions of the hand and foot tendons are also different due to different body temperatures."
"The last thing is his wound. Here, it seems that he poked a hole with his finger. The man's craftsmanship is so high, it can be called a miraculous craftsmanship. And the more this kind of person, the more he attaches great importance to his own work, and he will never
Any flaws are allowed, so this wound can only be left after the skin is peeled off, which fully proves that the person was skinned first and then died."
"In addition, there is almost no trace of a knife cut on his body, as if it was removed by hand. This is what the little old man cannot understand the most." Song Qi explained in detail, and
Finally, I also raised my own questions.
Because under normal circumstances, if you don’t cut it bit by bit with a knife, it’s impossible to really peel off human skin with just your hands, unless...
Song Qi explained carefully, and Mu Yi listened carefully. He even imagined in his mind the scene when the murderer committed the murder. There was a lamp burning on the table in the room.
A dark figure was busy beside the bed, and blood flowed from the bed, soaked the ground, and slowly flowed into the distance.
On the bed, a figure's face was full of pain, and his body was struggling, but he couldn't make a sound. Next to him lay a sleeping woman, completely unaware of all this.
After the murderer peeled off the skin, he looked at his masterpiece with fascination. Finally, he stabbed his finger into the other person's heart, pulled out the bloody finger, and then put it in his mouth and sucked it gently.
Suddenly, the murderer raised his head and looked over with a pair of colorless pupils.
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