Chapter 145 Mr. Jin, who deserves the title of genius
“It’s no wonder they’re causing trouble.” Li Jin got off the carriage and walked quickly toward the coroner’s office. “You went to the palace to see Li Qian off and got a 10-tael raise in your salary. That’s demoralized the people in the Ministry of Justice.”
He spoke and laughed as he walked through the courtyard of the Six Doors: "This matter has greatly displeased Xu Weiyou. I guess he took advantage of a case to make trouble and sabotage the event."
At this point, he slowed his pace, lowered his voice, and added, "Give them a good beating." After saying that, he stepped through the coroner's room with a smile on his face and great joy.
"Zhu Dongli from the Ministry of Justice greets His Highness Prince Jing."
Looking at the "immortal reborn" official from the Ministry of Justice in the courtyard, Li Jin raised his hand to help him up, saying, "Lord Zhu, there's no need for such formalities."
He turned slightly to the side and glanced back at Jin Shu. His eyes conveyed to her once again the message: do not hold back.
Zhu Dongli, dressed in white, was aloof and arrogant, seemingly untouched by worldly affairs. After exchanging pleasantries, he said nothing more and quietly followed Li Jin into the inner hall.
In the morgue, on the bed in the center, lay a man in his fifties.
Jin Shu calmly and solemnly tied her cuffs, skillfully took two trays from the antique shelf beside her, put on her gloves, and then entered her own world.
Before Li Jindu could even speak, she had already bent down and gently pressed on the lividity. Then, she used both hands to hold the victim's knee joints and gently lifted them to try to move them.
The mouth, neck, shoulders, chest, back, and limbs were all carefully examined.
"The victim's eyes were wide open, his lips were slightly parted, and there were obvious signs of binding on his wrists and ankles, which were dark purple ligature marks. There were large areas of livor mortis on his face, chest, abdomen and front of his limbs, and his conjunctiva was congested on both sides of his eyes."
She turned around, pulled out the smallest knife from the flat box behind her, and skillfully made a cross above and below the most obvious spot of lividity.
There was no sign of bleeding.
"The time of death was twelve hours ago. The patient was in a prone position with the head lower and the lower limbs higher. There is a suspected ruptured artery in the neck, which appears to be a sharp force injury."
As she spoke, her hands continued to cut open the blood-stained clothes on the victim's body.
Li Jin stood to the side, looking at the corpse's chest, his brows furrowing slightly.
Originally, given the victim's severe bleeding from the neck, Jin Shu's initial assessment was that the fatal injury should be in the neck.
But once her clothes were fully opened, the small wounds on her chest piqued her curiosity even more.
She bent down, looking at the tiny wounds, less than an inch long, covering her chest, her eyes gleaming.
Turning around, he took out the Little Wolf Howl Pen from the artist's box and gently mixed the colors.
As usual, Jin Shu drew red circles while counting the number of cuts.
"Besides the neck wound, the victim had five wounds on his chest and abdomen, each less than an inch in size." She put down the box in her hand, picked up a small sharp knife, and vertically inserted it into the wound, showing the path of the wound to Li Jin and Zhu Dongli in front of them.
"All five wounds were made by a small knife, less than an inch long and two inches in diameter."
She didn't stop, moved to her neck, cleaned it briefly, and looked at the largest wound in front of her, saying, "Five knife wounds to the chest and abdomen, but because they are short and shallow, they are not fatal."
Looking at the neck in front of him, where the carotid artery had been pierced, he paused and said, "The fatal wound is the carotid artery in the neck that was severed."
She stood up, held up her hand as if it were a knife, and placed it on the victim's neck: "Based on the angle of the wound and the cut, it was stabbed from this direction."
Standing silently in the corner, Zhu Dongli looked at the effeminate and thin "Mr. Jin" in front of him with a much darker gaze.
Whether it's judging the time of death, the skill level of the knife handling, or even the ability to deduce the murder weapon.
It is truly amazing and he deserves the title of "genius".
In his eyes, after Jin Shu finished determining the cause of death, she was still focused on the small scars on the victim's forehead.
If this were handled by the Ministry of Justice, after the cause of death is determined, the body would probably be left unattended.
But she carefully shaved off the victim's hair, which was sticky with blood, bit by bit, and stared at the several distinctive scars on the top and back of his head.
"There are a few abrasions on the head, but judging from the amount of bleeding, it is not serious."
She straightened up, took a deep breath, and stretched her shoulders.
Zhu Dongli thought that this was the end of it; the determination of the cause of death and time of death had been completed, and this investigation could now be considered closed.
But this is the Six Doors, not the Ministry of Justice.
The woman before me was a genius corpse whisperer, not a half-baked coroner from the Ministry of Justice.
With a knife and saw in her hand, she actually tried to recreate the appearance of all the wounds bit by bit.
Zhu Dongli, who always had an expressionless face like an iceberg, finally felt a surge of emotions.
“No fracture was found in the skull, but there were a lot of translational abrasions. Based on the appearance of the wound, it is speculated that the cause of the wound should be…” She picked up a special piece of gravel from the scalp and put it in a small plate next to her, “It should be a blue brick used for building a house.”
"In summary, the victim was around fifty years old, with completely cloudy corneas, complete relief of rigor mortis, and partial peeling of skin on his hands and feet. Based on the current summer conditions, the time of death is estimated to be between twelve and fourteen hours ago."
"There are clear, dark purple marks on the hands and feet, indicating that the binding was quite forceful. However, the direction of the rope pattern suggests that the binding technique was poor and very messy. My personal speculation is that the murderer did not know how to effectively control a person, so he just roughly and haphazardly bound them."
"In addition, he suffered five stab wounds to his chest and multiple stab wounds on the outside of his neck, which led to the rupture of a major artery. The cause of death was shock due to excessive blood loss."
As she said this, Li Jin smiled and turned slightly to glance at Zhu Dongli, who was standing beside her in a daze.
He lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze returning to Jin Shu.
He knew that Jin Shu hadn't finished speaking.
She took off her gloves, rummaged through a box for a long time, and took out a knife that was larger than the one used in the autopsy. She showed it to Li Jin and said, "Based on the condition of the blade, I judge that the knife is a relatively small one, like a household knife."
As she said this, she heated the knife she had used over a fire and carefully wiped it clean.
Standing to the side, Li Jin looked at Zhu Dongli's solemn expression and smiled even more broadly.
He had no intention of letting Jin Shu show mercy so easily.
"What's your opinion, Mr. Jin?" Li Jin asked deliberately. "What's your view on this case itself?"
Jin Shu stopped what she was doing, raised her eyebrows to look at Li Jin, and thought for a while before speaking: "Judging from the formation of the wounds and the way the wounds are presented, I think there should be at least two murderers, and they are obviously quite young."
She picked up the knife again: "Most people, after they reach adulthood, don't like playing with these kinds of small things. They prefer horizontal swords and shield swords. In addition, even though there are marks on the head from being hit by the bluestone slab, it only caused minor scratches."
She glanced at Li Jin's face and said with certainty, "The murderer is probably younger than we thought."
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