Chapter 702: Helpless

"Haha, you're not that old, but you call me big brother. How old are you?" Seeing his funny expression, the officer couldn't help laughing out loud.

"I am fifteen this year, Master Guan, the king is twenty-four, and the king is thirty-three."

"You're that old? You look like you're only ten years old. Here, share the food. I've been waiting by the charcoal stove. It's still warm. Once this murder case is solved, you can leave. Be good during this time and answer whatever the adults ask. We won't make things difficult for you."

Not all police officers are fierce and evil. They are all raised at home. They are made of flesh and blood. They are skinny and hungry because of long-term hunger. Their appearance does not match their age.

The official suddenly felt sad and gave them the dinner in the food box that his mother had sent him.

The three men were filled with gratitude and kowtowed to the officer.

Although the government provided meals, they were mostly brown rice porridge and some salted vegetables.

It's filling, but not tasty.

The food in the lunch box actually consisted of two kinds of rice and bacon.

The last time they had a full meal was yesterday. Mr. Liu asked the servants to serve each of them a bowl of rice. It was topped with fine rice and fatty fried pork slices. The three of them ate so deliciously that they thought they were dreaming.

Throughout the year, they could only ask for some food during the New Year and other festivals. Most of the time, they went to bed hungry.

In the evening, Meng Zhili and Meng Bujiu had already woken up.

After a light dinner, the two came to Yi Zhuang outside the city.

There were only two coroners in the charity cemetery, but there were 52 bodies.

In fact, there is a coroner's room in the government office. It is more convenient to perform autopsies there, and there is no need to transport the bodies out of the city. However, the coroner's room is very small and can only hold seven or eight bodies.

The Liu family's fifty-two bodies simply could not fit in.

The only option was to send it to Yizhuang, fearing that the body would be stolen or cause an accident, and there were still five officials guarding it.

"How is it going? Have you found anything? How did these people die? Are there any physical evidences on them?"

A day and a night had passed, and the bodies had already shown signs of bruises. Because an autopsy was required and there was no one left in the Liu family's home, all the bodies had their clothes taken off.

He was covered with only a straw mat, leaving only his face exposed.

Seeing the dark purple faces, Meng Zhili and Meng Bujiu felt a little uncomfortable.

They suppressed their discomfort and looked at the coroner.

The two have a master-disciple relationship.

One is old, the other is young.

The older ones are responsible for performing autopsies, while the younger ones are responsible for helping to carry things and learning.

Meng Zhili was asking about the old one.

"The beheaded corpse bled to death. The female corpse with both arms cut off also bled to death. Only the child's corpse was strangled to death. Oh, and the servant's corpse was poisoned. His head and arms were cut off after death. No physical evidence has been found yet."

The coroner replied with a grim expression.

He had been a coroner for so many years, but this was the first time he encountered such a horrifying case of a family being murdered.

There was one case twenty years ago, but it was a family of four who were killed because of a conflict with their neighbors.

But in this case, fifty-two people died.

Just seeing so many corpses piled up here made him feel creepy.

"Bleed to death? Shouldn't he have died the moment his head was chopped off? Why did he die only after all the blood had been shed?"

Meng Bujiu asked the doubts in his heart.

"I am not well-educated and I really don't know." This was the first time that the coroner encountered such a difficult case.

Logically speaking, although there will be blood after beheading, the whole body will not be drained of blood.

But there were no other wounds on the bodies.

So the only reason he died was beheading. It was really strange and he couldn't understand it.

"Is there any coroner nearby? If not, let's ask a doctor." Meng Zhili ordered the officer.

As waves of doctors came to the city.

The case seemed to be shrouded in fog, becoming increasingly unclear.

Soon, the New Year was over.

Jiang Fubao only learned about this when he went to the Dong family to pay New Year's greetings on the first day of the new year.

She originally thought that her godfather and brother Bujiu would be back on the second or third day of the Chinese New Year, but she didn't expect that they hadn't returned even after the Chinese New Year.

As for my godmother, she had already rushed back to Ruling Prefecture three days ago.

Grandfather was getting older, and Jiang Fubao was afraid that he would think too much, so he went to Dong's house every noon to have lunch with him.

"Fubao, you are busy, so don't come tomorrow. Grandpa is fine, don't worry about him."

Dong Wei felt sorry for Jiang Fubao when he saw her running back and forth.

The clinic is very busy, and I have to go back to the village from time to time to see how the herbs are growing.

Even if he had to distract himself to accompany him for dinner, he was afraid that his granddaughter would tire him out.

"Grandpa, I'm eating with you, why should I be tired? As your granddaughter, I'm so happy. Come, Grandpa, have a piece of tofu, cooked with pork ribs and cabbage, it tastes sweet. Have a bowl of soup, I'll serve it to you."

Jiang Fubao refused.

Grandpa was so nice to her. He just accompanied her for a while at noon, which was nothing.

Especially since grandpa is getting older every year, who knows...

Jiang Fubao didn't dare to even think about it, so whenever she came to the Dong family, she would check her grandfather's pulse to make sure he was in good health.

"Miss, this man came to the clinic looking for you. I told him you were here, so I came here with him." Just when the grandfather and grandson were eating happily, Pan Erya came in with an official.

"Huh? A policeman? Who are you?" Jiang Fubao had never seen this policeman before.

It looked unfamiliar, but when I saw the clothes he was wearing, I knew it instantly.

This is the official uniform that can only be worn by the yamen runners of Ruling Prefecture.

Inky black, different from Qixi County.

It should be someone sent by my godfather.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Jiang, the great doctor? My master sent me to invite you to Ruling Mansion." The official replied hurriedly.

"What's wrong? What happened?" This anxious voice came from Dong Wei's throat.

He picked it up and put the bowl of soup back on the table.

It made quite a noise.

"Grandpa, the master has encountered a difficult problem. The coroners, doctors and even itinerant doctors in the entire Ruling Prefecture are unable to solve it, so he sent me to ask for Dr. Jiang."

The officer clasped his fists towards Dong Wei and said.

"The case hasn't been solved yet? What about Bu Ju, has he come back?" Dong Wei frowned and asked his grandson.

"No, I have been with the prefect all along. All matters concerning the county government have been sent to Ruling Prefecture by the county officials for the young master to handle."

The prefect and the county magistrate were father and son, so the officials in the government office all called Meng Bujiu "Little Master".

"Why do we have to let Fubao go? Is he necessary to go?" Dong Wei was worried and asked another question.

"If Dr. Jiang doesn't go, I'm afraid this case..." The officer spoke hesitantly and glanced at Jiang Fubao.

"Grandpa, I'm fine anyway, so I'll go over there so that my godfather and brother Bujiu won't be able to rest. I'm afraid they've encountered some problems. They only thought of me because I'm such a good doctor. Don't worry, I'll be back soon. Let's go, I'll go back and pack my clothes and then we'll set off."

After Jiang Fubao finished speaking, he patted the back of Dong Wei's hand, stood up and left.

She knows her grandfather too well.

If we don't walk faster, I'm afraid my grandfather will have to follow us. He is old, and if he sits in the carriage for so long, his body will probably fall apart and he will definitely not be able to bear it.