Chapter 11 Science Popularization

After all, modern medical technology is far from comparable here.

But whoever made her unlucky was reborn in this body and occupied the girl's body. Naturally, she had to be responsible for cleaning this identity.

Xiao Ying didn't feel any grievances.

Instead, I felt eager to try it out in my heart, which overwhelmed the fear in my heart.

At this moment, an arm suddenly stopped Xiao Ying.

It's Yin Jiuming.

Xiao Ying looked puzzled. It was over. Did Yin Jiuming regret it and didn't want her to open the coffin?

Yin Jiuming seemed helpless. He didn't say anything, but just looked at Xiao Ying indifferently, and then called the little scholar.

"Wu Wenjing, come."

The little scholar was almost scared and paralyzed. He didn't dare, he was afraid, he was really scared.

Although he was barely considered a coroner, he only went to the yamen to seek a living because he had been studying for a few years. There was a coroner in the yamen before, but his mother died and he had to go home to mourn for three years before he was driven to the shelves.

Fuyang is a small town with simple folk customs and no murders have occurred in the past few years.

Who knew that after he took office, girls died one after another.

Every time after the girl died, he would barely look at the wound. He was sure that it was a sword in his chest, so he could not intervene.

If it is said to be an autopsy, Wu Wenjing has really made no achievements...

If it weren't for the coroner's salary, he would have gone home to farm long ago.

"Brother Yin, how do you test it?"

Yin Jiuming looked at Wu Wenjing like a monster. The little scholar's legs were shaking even more. Jia Jun couldn't stand it anymore... "Jiuming, you know that the little scholar has no real skills. What can he learn after just one month of compilation with the old coroner?

It was Miss Ying who wanted to open the coffin and examine the autopsy, so she would naturally test it. We accompanied this trip and had already done our best."

"He is a coroner." Yin Jiuming said lightly.

"What's wrong with the coroner's work... The coroner's work in Fuyang Town was just a decoration. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Who is really capable and willing to come to our place to work?

The little scholar is just making a living.

Anyway, we all know that the people lying in the coffin are stabbed to death by someone as a chest and sword. What's the point of being able to do?”

Xiao Ying frowned.

Jia Jun targeted her, but she didn't mind. After all, she proposed the coffin and post-mortem examination.

But now that things have come to this point, Jia Jun still has such a perfunctory attitude.

"Captain Jia, Master Yin, Brother Wu, several servants, do you really know what a mortal examination is?"

Wu Wenjing raised her head, wondering why Xiao Ying suddenly mentioned this.

"Of course it's to see how people die. Do you still need to ask? Miss Ying, if you dare not, just say, we big men will never force you." It seemed that as long as Xiao Ying nodded, Jia Jun would shout to return.

It’s not that Jia Jun looked down on Xiao Ying. In this world, I have never heard of any woman who dares to be a coroner.

The little scholar is a man after all, and every time he takes an autopsy, he will be like he is dead.

What's more, Xiao Ying is a yellow-haired girl.

"You said, what is an autopsy?"

Yin Jiuming ignored Jia Jun's clamor, and there was no intention of contempt in his eyes. He just asked calmly.

Xiao Ying looked at Yin Jiuming, and the feeling this person gave her seemed to be changing all the time.

Occasionally he was indifferent, sometimes he was cold, sometimes he was noble. Xiao Ying could see that among these people, Yin Jiuming was the most knowledgeable one. If he wanted to scold her, he was the only one with qualifications. But he didn't, he just looked at her calmly.

It was a feeling of being so refreshing and meeting opponents.

Finally, Xiao Ying spoke in an equally calm tone.

"A rigorous explanation is to examine the human body and investigate the cause and process of death.

It does not mean simply looking at the injured person and judging the deceased's weapon.

I heard Captain Jia talk about the process of Wu Wenjing's autopsy.

Too sloppy, not systematic enough…”

Xiao Ying has a forensic close friend. When Xiao Ying first took on a criminal case, she observed the autopsy process in order to increase her courage.

Although she is a second-hand knife and theory is greater than practice, here, Xiao Ying can claim to be a top student.

After the words came to an end, it was not only Yin Jiuming, but also the young scholar, Jia Jun, and those servants seemed to be intrigued. Jia Jun opened his mouth, but in the end he did not refute Xiao Ying's words.

Seeing this, Xiao Ying continued.

"Traditionally, three methods are used to infer the time of death. Corpse zombies, corpse spots, and corpse warmth. People in the coffin have the shortest time to be killed for more than seven days. Now it is early spring, and the corpse should have skin peeling off at this time..."

Xiao Ying said, signaling Yin Jiuming to come forward to help.

Yin Jiuming stepped forward silently, and with a little force, he pushed away the coffin closest to Xiao Ying.

Everyone held their breath.

Jia Jun gritted his teeth and stepped forward. Sure enough, he saw that the woman in the coffin was indeed as Xiao Ying said... For a moment, Jia Jun was a little dumbfounded.

"How do you know this? Don't you even remember your own name?"

Xiao Ying was stunned for a moment, and then explained with some self-deprecating explanation. "There are always some things that are engraved in the bones, even if you have amnesia, you can recall them with a little stimulation."

Jia Jun enjoys being timid, but Xiao Ying's words made Jia Jun feel cold for no reason.

I couldn't spit out any doubts.

Although it is early spring, there is not even basic anti-corrosion technology here.

You can imagine the appearance of the woman in the coffin, but Xiao Ying was only slightly shocked at first.

At this time, Xiao Ying looked back and said to the little scholar. "Is there anything to dispel the smell? I really don't have it, so I'll find a few slices of fresh ginger."

Wu Wenjing was stunned for a moment, not waiting for him to react.

Suddenly someone reached out and handed a piece of fresh ginger to Xiao Ying.

Xiao Ying took it, looked up and found that it was the person who was lying in the coffin basking in the sun just now. She thanked the man, turned around and broke the fresh ginger apart, and handed it to Yin Jiuming half naturally.

Yin Jiuming's connection was also very natural.

Then the two of them put fresh ginger into their mouths almost at the same time.

Next, Xiao Ying and Yin Jiuming cooperated tacitly, and the two stood side by side in front of the coffin, looking at the female corpse in the coffin.

Then Xiao Ying said, Yin Jiuming nodded or shook his head.

As for Jia Jun and others, they had no idea what Xiao Ying and Yin Jiuming were talking about.

What is injury before death and injury after death?

What does the skin of hands and feet fall off and become glove-shaped?

Words were spit out from Xiao Ying's mouth, and Jia Jun's eyes turned black. Wu Wenjing didn't dare to step forward at first, but before he knew it, he had already squeezed to the coffin and followed Xiao Ying's words and looked at the female corpse in the coffin.

Although his face is terrifying, his corpse smells pungent.

But for the first time, Wu Wenjing was not afraid, but an inexplicable sense of pride rose in her heart.

It turns out that coroner is such a sacred profession.

Coroner is to bring in grievances for the deceased and speak for the deceased.

Xiao Ying said that the corpse has died for too long. If more things can be detected within three days, and even the chest of the deceased can be cut open and inspected.

The little scholar was quite frightened.

Before the old coroner left, he sighed...
Chapter completed!