"Make way! Move aside!"

Suddenly, a commotion arose outside the government office, and the crowd of onlookers standing at the entrance of the county government office quickly made way for them.

Eight burly men dressed in mourning clothes carried a black coffin into the yamen.

"Stop the coffin!"

The black coffin landed heavily on the ground, causing everyone present to tremble.

The crowd outside the government office, which had been buzzing with discussion, suddenly fell silent.

Having worked in the government office for many years, this was the first time Zhao, the clerk, had ever witnessed such a tragic scene.

Before long, an old man with a white beard came over, carrying a wooden box on his back.

This person is the coroner.

The coroner first bowed to Zhu Datou, and then heard a woman's voice with a sobbing tone.

"Open the coffin!"

After saying this, Wu covered her face and burst into tears. Lu Qiqi pulled her into her arms and gently patted Wu's back. "Sister-in-law, this matter is not over yet. Tongzi's enemies have not been brought to justice. You must cheer up!"

"Yes!" Wu suppressed her sobs, trying to calm herself down.

She pulled away from Lu Qiqi's thin embrace, her eyes still brimming with tears, but her gaze was unusually firm. "You're right! I must avenge my husband!"

At this moment, the coffin had been opened, and a chill rushed out. The coroner craned his neck to look at the corpse lying in the coffin.

This was the first time he had ever seen a corpse so well-preserved.

Therefore, he said to his apprentice beside him, "Watch carefully and learn well! Such corpses are rare!"

"Yes, Master!" the apprentice nodded in response.

As the coffin was lifted from the coffin onto the autopsy bed, Wu couldn't help but sob and cry.

But in order not to disturb the coroner's work, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

Unbeknownst to her, the sobs escaped through her fingers, unusually clear in the quiet yamen.

The man lying on the autopsy bed was still wearing the undergarments he wore on the day he was murdered.

The gray-white undergarment was stained with blood, which is obvious to anyone under such circumstances.

Blood loss alone can drain a person of their life.

The coroner examined Tongzi's hands and feet, and then removed Tongzi's blood-stained clothes to examine the wounds.

The blood-stained clothes were still cold. What amazed him even more was that the victim had been dead for several days, but rigor mortis was not obvious, and the arms and knees could still bend.

I don't know what method was used to preserve this body so well.

The corpse had several wounds on its chest, and the stark bluish-purple color against its grayish skin was particularly eerie.

But the injury was clearly not enough to kill, so the coroner prepared to remove the corpse's lower trousers.

It's too disgusting to expose a corpse like this in public.

Lu Qiqi couldn't help but remind her, "The fatal wound is on the head."

Cen, the coroner, has been in this profession for over thirty years, and this is the first time he has been reminded how to examine a corpse.

He couldn't help but look up at the person who spoke.

The speaker was just a young girl, but the fact that the body was so well preserved must have been the work of a skilled person.

Therefore, without any hesitation, he directly examined the corpse's head.

Sure enough, he found a wound on the corpse's head.

However, the wound had been stitched up, and if he hadn't been so experienced, he almost wouldn't have been able to find it.

The stitching technique is so exquisite that it cannot be overstated.

Based solely on the stitches, he could conclude that this was the corpse's fatal wound.

After reaching his conclusion, the coroner bowed to Magistrate Zhu, who was seated in the front hall, and said, "The fatal wound on this corpse is on the top of its head. I suspect it was caused by an iron weapon, a sharp iron rod."

The Great Jin Dynasty has always strictly inspected iron products, so it is not something that ordinary people can do to gather a crowd and engage in armed fights.

Upon hearing Cen the coroner's words, Zhu Datou felt a growing unease.

The case had reached this point and had to be investigated, so Zhu Datou had no choice but to order, "Go and find Steward Zhang and his men!"

The yamen runner received his orders and left the county government office.

Zhu Datou sighed. After so many years as an official, he never imagined that one day he would be investigating the steward of his own household in full view of everyone.

If this gets out, people will laugh their heads off.

Once this matter is resolved, he won't care whether or not she's a distant relative of Aunt Zhang; he'll just break her leg first!

After the coroner finished examining the body, the apprentice immediately brought him a basin of water to wash his hands.

After he washed his hands and dried them with a cloth, he stepped forward and bowed to Lu Qiqi.

Seeing this, Lu Qiqi nodded in acknowledgment. Just as she was wondering what was going on, the coroner Cen spoke up.

"I wonder who you studied under, young lady? You have such superb skills that you can preserve a corpse perfectly for many days, and even stitch up the wounds so tightly."

"In my profession as a coroner, I have never seen such a capable person who can achieve such a level of skill. I hope you can enlighten me, young lady."

Coroner Cen was humble, showing no trace of the arrogance that comes with years of experience in the profession and a self-proclaimed exceptional ability.

Lu Qiqi really wanted to answer his questions, but she couldn't very well say that this knowledge belonged to another world.

If she tells the truth, people might think she's unwilling to give her name.

So she made up a name on the spot: "My master can do everything, travels all over the world at will, and his Buddhist name is Nameless."

nameless?

After pondering for a moment, Cen, the coroner, couldn't recall where he had heard this name before.

Since it's a Buddhist name, he must be a Taoist. It's perfectly normal that he didn't know.

Seeing Cen the coroner's expression, Lu Qiqi knew he believed it.

Therefore, it is said, "The art of sewing can only be mastered through practice."

There is only one way to preserve a corpse from decay.

"That means throwing money at it! Throwing money at it like crazy!"

Coroner Cen was still puzzled: what did ensuring the body wouldn't decompose have to do with money?

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