Liu Wei moved to the upper part of the corpse, staring at the top of the corpse's head where the big hole was exposed, and waited. . .supply
However, before the next white mist was formed, the two guards who had lost the "suspicious man" came back again.
As the footsteps approached, Liu Wei became restless.
There were enough accidents tonight, and Liu Wei was wasted too much time.
Liu Wei frowned, and pushed Rong Leng with his shoulder: "Go and solve it, and lure him away."
Rong Leng didn't move, only looked at the corpse, silent.
Liu Wei curled her lips: "I said if I don't cut the bottom, I won't cut it, and I won't secretly cut it behind your back."
It's not a day or two for this man to be jealous of the corpse. Liu Wei knows how to deal with such problems.
Sure enough, Rong Leng glanced at her, doubtful, but still warned: "Remember what you said."
Liu Wei let out a sigh of relief, always feeling that she was getting more and more difficult. Now that a corpse is being dissected, it still depends on other people's faces.
At the same time, in the side hall of the main hall of the yamen, Ji Feng flicked the flickering candle at his hand to brighten up the light, then lowered his head and continued to read the classics in his hand.
One page and two pages, Ji Feng read very intently, from time to time he took a pen to annotate two lines on the page, dried the ink, and then turned to the next page.
"Master Ji." A soft call came from outside the door.
Ji Feng raised his head and asked, "Who?"
A male voice came from outside: "Master Ji, it's the young one."
Ji Feng got up, walked around the wooden tables and chairs, walked to the door, and opened it.
Outside the door, a small yamen servant who looked like a patrol was holding a cup of hot soup in his hand, and said with a smile: "I just passed by the back kitchen, and I said by the way that Mr. Ji has not left yet, and Mrs. Sheng is so hot that I made stew for you." A cup of night soup, no, I must bring it to you, you can try it first."
Ji Feng glanced at the camel-colored soup cup in the hands of the yamen servant, and took it with a gentle smile: "Madam Sheng, you are welcome, thank you for me."
"Okay." The little yamen servant waited for him to pick it up, then shrugged his sleeves, hid his hands in the sleeve cage, shivered from the cold, looked into the room, and asked: "Master Ji is still annotating the copy? It's late at night Now, you should go back and rest earlier. The case of Ye Yuanliang has made everyone in the Yamen tired in the past two days, but we can be exhausted, but you, Mr. Ji, can't. Gu Yong's mansion, pointing at Mr. Sun and Mr. Ji You."
"Where?" Ji Feng waved his hand casually, changing the topic: "You are on duty today? How do I remember, this is the leopard on duty?"
As soon as he said this, the little yamen servant got excited: "Hey! The leopard woman is going to give birth in two days! He stayed at home and changed shifts with me. He is on duty during the day and not at night. You say this is life. A child, who doesn’t have a mother-in-law, just like his rare appearance, when my mother-in-law was born, she was alone on the ridge of the field, and she gave birth by herself. When I went back, she was wrapped in a big fat boy and went out welcome me."
When it comes to the women in his family, the little yamen servant can't stop talking, and he can't stop talking.
Ji Feng looked at the sky, lowered his eyes, and listened patiently without showing signs of impatience.
The little yamen servant talked for a while, and then he realized that he was bothering him. He touched his nose and said in embarrassment: "Master Ji, you are still busy, and the little one will not disturb you. I will wait here until Huzi and Mr. When Ketou came back, he took over their shift and went to patrol the back office."
Houya
Ji Feng was stunned for a moment, then glanced to the left with his shrewd eyes, over there was the direction of Houya.
Tonight, the back office is very quiet, there is no sound at all, it seems to be no different from every night on weekdays.
"Master Ji?" Seeing that he was lost in thought, the little yamen servant unconsciously breathed out and called out.
Ji Feng came back to his senses and laughed again: "What?"
"No, I said I'm leaving first." The little yamen servant said, shrinking his neck and was about to leave.
Ji Feng nodded, with a gentle appearance, there was nothing wrong from the beginning to the end.
The hot soup in his hand slowly passed through the temperature of the soup pot, burning his hands, but at this moment, a shock came from the back office: "Where is the thief, stop for me!"
The little yamen servant was startled: "A thief has entered?" As he said that, he didn't care what Ji Feng said, and ran to the back of the yamen, drawing a long knife from his waist while running.
Ji Feng stood in the courtyard, listening to the louder and louder noises over there, frowning slightly with tired brows, he put the soup cup in his hand on the flower stand beside him, raised his feet, and moved toward the back door. walked over.
White mist billowed from the inside of the head, Liu Wei covered her mouth with one hand, approached slightly, widened her eyes, and took a closer look.
When the blood was mixed, the blood energy seemed to be roasted, and the bright red blood in the brain evaporated out of thin air, silently, and a mist of unknown origin was condensed.
Liu Wei looked at it for a while, then closed her eyes tightly, and opened them again as before. The white mist still formed in the blood, and then drifted away.
"It's so?" Liu Wei murmured, showing undisguised astonishment at the current situation.
What is this white mist and how did it form, but what strange things are hidden in the body
No, no, it was not, this mist was actually steam.
And this strange steam-like thing was actually formed from the blood of corpses, but why does good blood evaporate
Liu Wei reached out, ignoring whether the mist was poisonous or not, and reached out to touch it.
When the slender fingers touched the flesh and blood in the skull, they didn't feel the blood heating up, but instead felt the blood getting colder, colder than before!
Not hot steam, but cold steam
Liu Wei thought deeply, could it be that someone tampered with Ye Yuanliang's body, causing Ye Yuanliang's blood to turn cold automatically after a certain period of time, forming cold steam, and then using this cold steam to fester the human skin.
Who did this
Why do you do this
And how
Liu Wei has a series of questions to ask, but what Liu Wei wants to know more is how this technology is realized.
If it is a living person, with blood circulation and self-heating, it is achievable to develop a drug that will cause certain changes in the body within a certain period of time.
It should be known that many controlled poisons that have been rumored for a long time in the Jianghu are produced based on this principle. The general usage is to poison people in stages, and then detoxify them in stages, but they cannot be cured.
We can only delay the toxicity day after day to achieve the purpose of control.
There are many such poisons, and Liu Wei can develop them himself, but the premise is that this person must be alive!
Human beings are like dead things, how can the effects that living things can produce be realized on dead things
The current situation is somewhat beyond Liu Wei's understanding. It seems that the autopsy will not be over in a short time tonight.
At least she needs some time
Liu Wei looked in the direction of the door, she wasn't sure if Rong Leng could still stand it.