Zhuang Zhong went straight to Dali Temple without even returning home. The emperor attached great importance to this case and ordered Dali Temple to thoroughly investigate the case within ten days. If it wasn't for this reason, Dali Temple would not be in such a hurry to recall Zhuang Zhong. Although Zhuang Zhong is very famous now, he is still young and has inexperienced experience. The affairs in the court are not something you can do with your ability. There are many twists and turns.
Zhuang Zhong had practiced in Dali Temple before, and he was very familiar with this place, and he ran faster than the yamen servant who led the way. This is not only because of the sense of justice in the bottom of my heart, but also because the sooner the corpse is identified, the more information can be obtained, especially now that there is no support from modern equipment, many inspections cannot be done. Here he can proudly call himself the number one person in autopsy, but the actual ability he can display is less than 30% in his previous life. Without modern equipment, many things became very troublesome, even a paternity test could stump him.
When Sun Chaoyang saw him enter, he dragged him to the mortuary without any pretense, and told him about the condition of the corpse.
"The corpses were cut into pieces and thrown in different places. We found two heads, their faces were damaged, their eyes, nose, mouth, and ears were cut off, and they couldn't see the original appearance. Those corpses were too scattered. There is a total of seventy-nine yuan! There is no way to start, and I am afraid that no one can restore it except you."
Zhuang nodded his head, "Did the yamen guard guard those corpses carefully?"
"All were collected according to what was written in your booklet. Even the maggots on it were brought back without pulling them." When Sun Chaoyang said this, he felt cold on the soles of his feet. There are quite a few corpses, and it is said that he has trained a pair of iron courage a long time ago, but he still feels shuddering when he sees such a cruel scene. How much hatred would it take to kill a person and then dismember the corpse and throw it away everywhere. Thinking of the murderer's knife cutting, and then casually scattering the corpses to every corner, the scene is unimaginable. It's no wonder that the officials are so angry, leaving such a ruthless person alive, it's really hard to sleep and eat.
"Can you write down the location of each corpse?"
Sun Chaoyang said: "They are all registered in the register, and all the body parts have corresponding numbers. You can find out where they were discarded just based on the numbers."
Zhuang Zhong asked some more questions, and after getting the answers, he felt a little relieved. It seemed that the things he wrote before had indeed been implemented. This would save a lot of trouble, otherwise it would be too unfair to solve the case because of the sabotage of their own people.
When Zhuang Zhong arrived at the mortuary, he saw that it was well organized, much more scientific than the arrangement when he first came to Dali Temple, and he was quite satisfied. This time Dali Temple took great pains to find out the case, and the places where the corpses were buried were ice rooms. It was the beginning of autumn at this time, and the weather was still quite hot, and there was no modern refrigeration technology, so all the ice cubes stored in winter were used, which were expensive.
But this also means that if they can't find out, the consequences may not be acceptable to them.
After putting on the equipment solemnly, he went in to examine the corpses carefully. These corpses have begun to rot, emitting a stench, and the degree of corruption is basically the same. According to their appearance, it can be inferred that it is within 20 days. As for whether it is a body with two heads, we can only know when the pieces are spliced together.
Zhuang Zhong was not in a hurry to act, but carefully inspected it, and there was not much abnormality on the surface. Although this method is very cruel, but he has been engaged in forensic work for many years, and he still has this psychological quality. It's just that I feel sorry for the people around me. Seeing that he didn't even frown, remembering how cowardly I almost spit out the last night's meal the first time I saw him, I still couldn't bear it even after watching him several times. I really have mixed feelings in my heart.
"Plate." Said solemnly.
Those present were all officials that Zhuangzhuang had contacted before, and had worked with him before, so they were very familiar with Zhuangzhuang's habits. As soon as the words were said, the clean dishes prepared before were immediately handed to Zhuangzhuang.
Zhuang Zhong put the maggots from the corpse into a plate, and the little official finished the registration work without further instructions from him.
Although these corpses were scattered and it was not known whether they belonged to the same person, they were roughly arranged according to their parts when they were stored. It is worthy of the Dali Temple. If it is in other places, there is a high probability that it will not be done so carefully. Forensic science in this world is very backward, even if it solemnly and consciously promotes its development, and generously records and spreads what it has learned, the effect is still very limited.
Because of the adequate preparations in advance, it saved a lot of effort to solemnly splice these body parts, but even so, it took a lot of effort to splice them together. It is not difficult to splice into one person, but in the process of putting together, it is necessary to identify whether they are the same person. Fortunately, the degree of corruption of the corpse is not very deep, and the incision is still obvious, otherwise this work will take more time.
After stitching the two corpses together, Zhuang Zhong finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and realized that Feng Huan had come to him at some time. He still wanted to continue working, but was stopped by Feng Huan.
"Don't be in a hurry, take a break and eat something before you have the strength to work." Feng Huan said, and started to help him pack his things while talking involuntarily.
Solemn and helpless, he had no choice but to take off his gloves. He would forget to eat when he started working, which caused stomach problems in his previous life. Feng Huan knew his problem, so he would forcefully take him away every time.
"I want to eat hot pot, it's spicy." Zhuang Zhuang smelled the smell of rotting corpses in his nose, and only strong taste could increase his appetite.
Feng Huan said with a smile: "I have already ordered people to prepare."
Zhuang Zhong seemed to have smelled the smell of the thick soup, so he packed it up quickly and couldn't wait to go out to eat and drink. In the past, he just ate some snacks hastily in order to stitch the corpses together, but now he has a revolution in his stomach as soon as he recovers.
Zhuang Zhong packed up and left with Feng Huan, talking about food while walking. The corners of the mouths of the others twitched, their hearts were filled with admiration, Zhuang Tixing was a god for having such an appetite for such a disgusting corpse!
The hot pot was booming, and I was sweating profusely after eating solemnly. I felt extremely refreshed in my heart, and the rotten smell that was contaminated in the morgue was completely swept away.
Feng Huan didn't fight with Zhuang Zhong as usual, but kept helping him prepare vegetables.
"Don't worry, no one will snatch it from you."
Only then did Zhuang Zhong raise his eyes, "I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time, I'm so hungry. Why don't you eat it? If you don't rush to eat hot pot, the taste is not good enough."
Feng Huan still didn't move his chopsticks, he didn't know what he was thinking.
Zhuang Zhong felt something was wrong, so he stopped pouring one mouthful after another, "What's wrong? But what happened to Chaozhong?"
"Let's get married." Feng Huan looked solemnly and seriously.
cough, cough—
Zhuang Zhong was choked immediately, took the tea handed over by Feng Huan and drank it fiercely, his throat was sore.
"You, are you okay? Why are you talking about this suddenly?"
Feng Huan didn't seem to know what he said. Instead, he said a little unhappy, "You promised me three years ago."
Zhuang Zhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the two of them had established their relationship long ago, and even had an in-depth communication, but he hadn't considered the important matter of marriage so early. It's really because of Feng Huan's special status, coupled with his controlling old lady, he knew from the very beginning that it would not be easy for two people to be together in a fair and honest manner. At least they won't mention these things so early, but I didn't expect Feng Huan to mention them without warning. Although he didn't expect any romantic proposal or anything, it was too sudden.
"I didn't say I disagreed, but you got your mother and concubine done?"
Feng Huan showed a puzzled smile, "You mean you agreed?"
Zhuang Zhong rolled his eyes at him, but knew that his sudden mention at this time must be related to the affairs of the court. Although marriage and other things seem to be not pure enough, but he is not a little girl after all, so he doesn't think there is anything, as long as the other party is sincere, he will not care about these trivial details.
"Sure enough, something happened in the court."
Feng Huan sighed: "You don't trust me too much, don't you? There is indeed some relationship, but it's not because of this that forced me to marry you, but it's just the best time."
Feng Huan did not hide that the Crown Princess was about to give birth, if he married a man before she gave birth, it would further show that he had no greed for that position. Although the crown prince trusts him now, others do not. Although the prince is not a soft-hearted person, but the people around him mentioned a lot, it is inevitable that he will be unhappy, so he simply used a ruthless move to cut off all thoughts.
Most importantly, Feng Huan couldn't wait any longer.
Since the two returned to Beijing, there were too many serious concerns, and the two were not as close as before. I'm used to staying together, so there's no room for being alone.
Feng Huan grabbed Solemn's hand and said solemnly: "I want to hold hands with you in an open and honest way outside."
Zhuang Zhong suddenly felt his ears heat up and his heart beat violently. He is not a person with strong feelings. He and Feng Huan are more like partners for many years. But after hearing this implicit confession, he realized that he cared about the other party more than he imagined.
"it is good."
Feng Huan grinned, incomparably brilliant.
When Zhuang Zhong returned to Dali Temple, he still felt his ears burning. In order to avoid others noticing his strangeness, he tried not to smile. After all, facing such a horrific corpse, it is too scary to smile that way.
"Master Zhuang, are you not feeling well? But because you have been in the ice room for a long time, you have caught the cold and caught the wind?" An official asked with concern seeing that Zhuang Zhong's expression was not good.
Zhuang Zhong gave a fake cough, "No, I just feel sorry for these two women, the murderer is really too cruel."