Chapter 36 The First Question of the Great Coroner



Chapter 36 The First Question of the Great Coroner

Yan Zhao's words carried a hint of contempt, which Jin Shu could hear even though she was not good at speaking.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, walked to the desk, and turned his back to Jin Shu: "It's not that simple to work in my coroner's office."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of paper from the table: "Jin Shu, you first need to prove your ability."

Yan Zhao turned around expressionlessly and handed her the paper: "First, I don't support idlers. Second, if you want me to pass on my life's skills, you must at least have extraordinary talent."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled softly: "Do you?"

His words were devoid of warmth, as cold as snow falling on Jin Shu's ears. She pursed her lips awkwardly and replied with a "Yes."

She hadn't come to the Six Doors to be idle, so even though Yan Zhao's words were harsh, they were reasonable and left Jin Shu with no complaints.

Her only concern was how Yan Zhao intended to prove himself. Was it like in her previous life, with a major exam in basic forensic medicine every three months?

When it comes to taking exams, she's absolutely confident.

Yan Zhao looked at the bean sprouts in front of him, and was somewhat surprised that they showed no fear whatsoever.

“Take it,” he said. “If you can’t even handle this, then don’t bother coming back.”

Jin Shu nodded, carefully stepped forward a few paces, and took the paper from Yan Zhao's hand.

Looking at the contents of the paper, she was puzzled, but she didn't ask anything.

His taciturn demeanor piqued Yan Zhao's interest greatly.

In the past, junior coroners would bombard him with questions before even stating the case, which was incredibly annoying.

He kept asking about the case's progress, the victim's situation, and how far the investigation had gone...

But the girl in front of him didn't ask or doubt, as if it were the natural thing to do. Instead, she seemed confident and composed, which piqued his curiosity.

Perhaps this is why Li Jin was willing to disregard her female identity to get "Mr. Jin" into the Six Doors; he might actually have some skills.

He was silent for a moment, then turned his head to look at Jin Rong, who was squatting by the lotus pond outside the window splashing water, and asked, "Is that boy outside your younger brother?"

Jin Shu paused, puzzled.

"You just focus on handling the case. I'll take good care of the child." Yan Zhao waved his hand, indicating that she could leave, his expression leaving no room for argument.

Seeing her leave the main hall, Yan Zhao called out to Zhou Zheng and asked in a low voice, "Lord Zhou, what is the background of that boy?"

His question was so serious that it startled Zhou Zheng.

As he looked out the window, he recalled for a long time, then bowed in surprise and said, "In reply to Lord Yan, he is Mr. Jin's younger brother."

Younger brother? Yan Zhao's expression turned grim: "Really?"

Zhou Zheng was completely dumbfounded. He blinked and said, "That's true."

Yan Zhao did not believe this.

He didn't know other people, but he knew Li Jin quite well.

Yan Zhao had practically watched Li Jin grow up, the great war god of Wei. Even as a young boy, Li Jin was meticulous and purposeful. Now that he was twenty-five, it was impossible for Duan to send a child under his nose for no reason.

He could have settled the child first, and then brought Jin Shu to the Six Doors alone.

Such an arrangement could not have been unintentional; it must have had a purpose.

Yan Zhao's gaze was fixed on the boy's face. He looked him over carefully for a long time before nodding and saying in a light tone, "My dear younger brother, this is very good."

He guessed Li Jin's purpose.

The boy in front of me, named Jin Rong, is indeed extraordinary.

They look so alike.

He looked exactly like the late Crown Prince Li Mu, who died on the road to exile six years ago. His every move and expression resembled Li Mu's childhood twenty years ago.

Yan Zhao's face was even more solemn.

If he really is Jin Shu's younger brother, that would be fine, but... if Li Jin goes south several times and actually finds Li Mu's posthumous child, then the world will probably be thrown into chaos again.

After Jin Shu handed Jin Rong over to Yan Zhao, he bowed and left. As soon as he stepped out of the coroner's office, he saw Li Jin and Yun Fei waiting at the door.

Standing beside Li Jin, the refined and gentle Yun Fei carried two brand-new black robes, a black six-door plaque, a waist pendant, and a black gauze hat that Jin Shu found utterly ugly.

The most eye-catching item was the special waist pendant, a black safety buckle inlaid with gold wire patterns, resembling a fish with its head and tail connected.

“This belt pendant is proof of your ‘Shadow.’ There are only eight of them in the entire Six Doors, including me,” Li Jin laughed. “Take it.”

Looking at his smiling face, Jin Shu reached out to take it and asked curiously, "Why isn't Your Highness wearing a black robe?"

One sentence caused Yunfei's hand to pause unexpectedly.

Li Jin raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a half-smile, then chuckled softly, flicked his fan, turned and left without answering her question.

This look, suggesting there was something going on, piqued Jin Shu's curiosity.

Beside him, Yunfei quickly approached and whispered, "Mr. Jin is new here and there are many things he doesn't understand. If our Prince were to wear a monk's robe, the entire capital would probably be on edge."

The entire capital city is on edge because of a piece of clothing? Jin Shu raised her eyebrows, looking at him with some disbelief.

"...To some people in the capital, it makes no difference whether the prince wears a black robe or a military uniform."

Jin Shu understood; it turned out to be a fabricated charge, and they could always find a pretext.

When Li Jin relinquished his military power and requested to return to the capital to live as a leisurely prince, a storm raged through the court for months.

Some say he intended to rebel and force the emperor to abdicate, while others say he relinquished his military power merely to buy time, with ulterior motives.

If Li Jin hadn't walked alone, dressed in plain clothes, to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to personally present the tiger tally, who knows how this great storm would have ended up.

Even so, six years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the speculation about his true purpose for returning to the capital has never stopped.

To avoid suspicion, Li Jin never wore the uniform of a Six Doors constable again after taking off his armor and military uniform that day.

The famous sword that had been with him for over a decade, a sword worthy of being recorded in history, was never carried by him again.

One person, one fan, and light clothing—that's the standard attire for the current head of the Six Doors.

Without Zhou Zheng accompanying him, it was common for him to be mistaken for a young master from another noble family when traveling in the capital.

Halfway there, Yunfei said goodbye to the three people and walked deeper into the corridor.

After he left, Li Jin turned to look at Jin Shu, a smile in her eyes, and asked, "What question did the chief coroner give you?"

Jin Shu, who was holding the clothes, paused for a moment, handed the plate to Zhou Zheng, and took out the paper from her pocket.

"Nothing was written, just the four words 'Lin family concubine'."

A concubine's daughter of the Lin family?

Li Jin took the paper from her hand, looked at the words on it, and felt a pang of emotion.

The chief coroner really gave her a good case.

"You can't handle this case alone; I'll go with you."

After saying that, he folded the paper into a small square and shoved it into his sleeve pocket.

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