I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality Chapter 49 - 39 The Advisor Can’t Tell the Difference

The Patrol Office is a special institution in Linhe, due to its prosperous surroundings and subtle geography. Its scale even surpasses that of the Baisha County Governnt Office.

The Linhe Governnt Office also has three sections and six offices, fully staffed with constables and clerks, just waiting for a royal decree to be elevated to the status of a county seat.

The forensic doctors belong to the Punishnt Room among these six offices.

In the morgue, Wang Lingyuan returned with his belt undone and saw Xu Qing deep in thought. He decided to test him.

"Junior brother, what do you think about this corpse?"

For a forensic doctor, beauty is irrelevant; all corpses look the sa.

Wang Lingyuan was not pointing to Sai Yuxian’s exposed body, and Xu Qing, aside from his embalming duties, would not care about the corpse’s appearance.

At this mont, the two were discussing nothing but the true cause of Sai Yuxian’s death.

"The fatal injury on this body is the strangulation mark on the neck. The only thing to distinguish is whether it was self-hanging or strangulation..."

Despite not excelling in literature or martial arts in his past life, Xu Qing was a jack-of-all-trades in every sense.

Speaking, Xu Qing already put on fish-skin gloves, transforming himself into the ’Dayong Criminal Justice Departnt’, and with foresight from the Marquee, various argunts ca effortlessly.

"In self-hanging, the strangulation marks on the neck usually exhibit a ’deep groove at the point of force, shallow groove on the opposite side’ phenonon. The cheeks will have petechiae, and the lips and nails will be cyanotic..."

"However, the deceased before us has dilated pupils, the neck marks are very uniform and consistent in depth, without any lifting effect, which can mostly rule out self-hanging." Speaking, Xu Qing used his fingers to open Sai Yuxian’s eyelids, making deathly eye contact.

Wang Lingyuan stroked his beard and nodded. Although his junior brother’s explanations were not comprehensive, it was comndable that soone who had never worked in forensics could have such insights.

Next, Wang Lingyuan complented Xu Qing’s missing points: the state of the hands when strangled, the differences in facial features, and the most crucial point—

"In regular hangings, the person’s hands can’t reach the neck to struggle, so no skin remains under the nails. But in strangulation, unless the victim is drugged unconscious, there will be scratch marks on the neck and flesh remains under the nails..."

With Wang Lingyuan’s guidance, Xu Qing combined the Marquee from the death ritual to give a final conclusion: "There is flesh residue under the woman’s nails. According to senior brother’s theory, she should have struggled, but there are no scratches on her body, implying the residue likely cos from the killer."

"If that’s true, we can find those who the victim had recently interacted with, then trace their interpersonal relationships to identify suspects with motives. Checking their bodies for scratch marks could lead us to the murderer."

More complex matters, such as the killer using tattoos or burns to obscure scratches, or framing from a case within a case, are for later and won’t halt the current investigation.

Upon hearing this, Wang Lingyuan turned to retrieve a case file copy from the shelf, handing it to Xu Qing for review.

Monts later, Wang Lingyuan asked with a smile, "How is it? Any clues?"

"Nothing clear yet, but historically, most murders are due to love affairs. Sai Yuxian’s husband claid in the file that his wife hanged herself out of sha over an affair. But they t in a licentious place and knew each other’s nature, how ashad must Sai Yuxian have been to hang herself?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Lingyuan laughed heartily, pretending to be mysterious, "Yesterday, Sai Yuxian’s husband ca to the office to retrieve the body. Guess what I found?"

I’m a kid, how should I guess that!

Pretending to be clueless, Xu Qing said, "How could I guess that? You couldn’t have just seen scratch marks on him, right?"

"..."

Wang Lingyuan’s smile froze montarily before he clapped his hands, "You really guessed right, junior brother!"

...

anwhile, while the two brothers were engrossed in examining the body, a shout suddenly ca from outside the door.

Frowning, Wang Lingyuan said, "Tang Deacon? What business does he have at this dark hour?"

They walked out of the morgue to see an unusual-looking middle-aged scholar standing at the door.

With litchi-like eyes, a pointed chin, and a small mustache, he almost had "shrewd" written across his forehead.

Dressed in neat, blue long robes and a dark blue outer jacket, he looked like a fortune teller!

"Brother Lingyuan, you are truly an exemplar. Even after work, you are here handling affairs."

Tang Deacon lightly pinched his mustache with his thumb and forefinger, greeted with a smile, and then turned his gaze to Xu Qing.

"And who might this be?"

"My junior brother, who trained at the sa school as , has co specifically to learn forensic skills today."

"Good, good! I see your junior brother is exceptionally talented and will undoubtedly be a great asset in the future." Tang Deacon, being very versatile, spoke accordingly.

Although facing zombies, he maintained his composure.

After exchanging pleasantries, Tang Deacon grabbed Wang Lingyuan’s arm and pulled him to his side, whispering with his back to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing had just transford into an Iron Armored Wandering Corpse, so his hearing was exceptionally sharp. Even though Tang Deacon tried to conceal his words, Xu Qing heard them clearly.

"Brother, I see no peculiarities in Liu Sheng’s case. Sai Yuxian was born a perforr, known for their unpredictable nature. Perhaps one day she got into character, found no aning in life, and decided to emulate a tragic scene, leading to her hanging."

Saying this, Tang Deacon turned to glance at the white-faced young man picking his nose not far away and then sneakily took out ten silver ingots from his sleeve, slipping them into Wang Lingyuan’s sleeve.