Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 39 Dead Man's Pit, Hidden Bones!
As he fell, the night pearl in his palm splashed into the ink like a firefly, slowly illuminating the surrounding scene, but the light sank and dipped, and in the end, they only saw light the size of a grain of rice.

"Bamboo Banquet!"

Su Rao called inside, the voice pierced through the deep pit, and echoed, and after a while, there was a response from below, "I'm done, the girl is right, they really left the body here, let me Count, one, two, three... a total of three!"

Do you need to count three corpses?

She couldn't help smiling wryly. Shi Yi next to him couldn't bear it any longer, circling around the hole like ants on a hot pot, peeking down from time to time.

Fortunately, Zhu Yan knew the severity, so he jumped up carrying the corpse in a short while.

The dead were all young men in their early twenties, their bodies covered in muddy water and rotten branches and leaves, their clothes were soaked in blood, and they were all torn.

The moment he saw several people, Shi Yi wailed and rushed towards one of them, "Shitou, Shitou, what's wrong with you..."

He hugged the corpse and rubbed it in his arms, tears streaming down his face.

Seeing this, Su Rao and the others didn't bother, and looked at Zhu Yan, "How's the bottom?"

"Only when I go down will I know why the girl told me to be careful."

Zhu Yan's face hung like a bitter gourd. Thinking of the smell, his stomach twitched again. He resisted the strangeness and said: "Besides the three of them, there is still a layer of bones buried under the thick silt and rotten leaves. I roughly counted them, and there are at least a dozen copies."

"But girl, how do you know?"

Hearing this, Yan Yun's gaze also drifted over and focused on her, no matter how good their eyesight was in this bottomless pit, they would never see anything unusual.

Seeing that they were curious, Su Rao tapped the tip of her nose, "I can smell it."

Her sense of smell has always been extraordinarily sensitive, and she can distinguish all kinds of subtle smells. My father used to joke that she has a dog's nose, and she can smell smells from a long distance.

"Can you smell this? Girl, are you kidding me!"

Zhu Yan took a deep breath resolutely, and the strong earthy smell poured into his nostrils, making him almost breathless. He quickly covered his mouth and turned his back to them—for fear of accidentally vomiting it out!

As a result, at this moment, a woman's voice of pity came from behind, "I have to go down a few more times, the number one master, to get some bones up."

"Want to go?"

Zhu Yan didn't even care about the nausea, turned around quickly, and said in horror: "Girl, those corpses below are so rotten that they don't look like human beings, even if they are brought up, they won't be able to tell who they are!"

"The identity is difficult to distinguish clearly, but other things can be found."

Su Rao took out a handkerchief and handed it over, and gestured "please" to him, Zhu Yan glanced at her young master, sighed resignedly, took the handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose, turned around and jumped down.

The bottom is busy, and Su Rao is not idle either.

She squatted between the two corpses, ignoring the dirt on their bodies, and began to examine them, "The deceased were all men, with cut wounds all over their bodies, and died of excessive blood loss. Muscled, rigor at its peak."

As she spoke, she opened the eyelids of the deceased, and continued: "The cornea became more turbid, the pupils are visible, and there are small wrinkles on the surface. Based on various factors such as the temperature and humidity here, the time of death is about nine to ten hours."

The voice fell, and there was half a sound.

Su Rao looked back and found that Yan Yun was looking at her quietly, his pupils like autumn water soaked in the mist after the rain, the wet ones were less alienated and indifferent, and more gentle and soft.

"What's the matter, son?"

"It's nothing."

Shocked that he lost his composure, Yan Yun withdrew his gaze, slightly curled up his fingers hanging in his sleeves, and turned to look at the deceased, "Look at their hands."

According to Su Rao's words, she grabbed the hand, looked at it for a moment and said: "The skin on the palm and the tiger's mouth is severely worn and thickened, and the scars are newly left, that is to say, they have done heavy work during this period of time. "

After she finished speaking, she turned to her feet again, "The soles of the shoes have been worn out, and the skin on the soles of the feet is severely ulcerated, it seems to be caused by friction..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she directly took off the cloth shoes on the dead man's feet. The smell of rotten and stench was accompanied by the smell of sweat.

The smell is blown by the wind and diffuses.

Yan Yun quickly raised his hand to cover his nose, but it didn't help, the smell was pervasive, even if he only inhaled a little bit, it was enough to make people dizzy.

"Cough cough..."

Su Rao hadn't started to investigate yet, but when she heard the cough, she remembered that Yan Yun was still in front of her, her hand holding the broken shoe froze, and realized later: "Sorry son, I forgot to remind you... "

"It's okay, you can continue."

Gathering his mind, Yan Yun managed to maintain a calm voice when he finished speaking, and saw that she had turned her head and continued to search, the black hair on her temples was hanging down her snowy cheeks, half covering her narrow and charming eyes. .

She held the broken shoes and watched very intently, as if she was looking at some rare treasure. It was hard to imagine how her keen sense of smell could keep calm and rational in the face of this unpleasant smell.

An autopsy is a lowly job, not to mention a noble daughter of a family, even ordinary people would find it unlucky and would not get involved in it. Master Su loves daughters so much, how could he teach her this?
And how could she be willing to learn it!

Yan Yun's usual calm and self-sustained thoughts infiltrated her busy figure without noticing a lot of distracting thoughts, like weeds that silently took root.

Wait for him to react...

"Sir?"

Su Rao was looking at the object in her hand, when suddenly a snow brocade spread out in front of her eyes, someone approached from behind, as if pulling out the silver hairpin from her hair.

She looked back in surprise, just as she bumped into the slightly medicinal-scented sleeve that swept across her cheek, she couldn't help being startled.

Yan Yun was also awakened by this soft wake, and the hand that was twisting the brocade handkerchief trembled invisibly. He met those eyes full of doubts, and his heart tightened. What is he doing!
"This veil is smoked with medicine, which has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind, and it has some effect on you."

He forced himself to be calm, fixed the handkerchief with a hairpin, and backed away.

Just as Yan Yun said, this veil contains medicinal fragrance, and after covering the nose, the irritating smell faded a lot, Su Rao suddenly felt clear-headed, and said with a smile: "Thank you, young master."

She didn't know how much Yan Yun's heart was aroused at the moment, and she only concentrated on examining the deceased's feet, "Look, son, the soles of his feet are bloody and bloody, the socks are stuck together with the flesh, and there are toenails on the inside of the wound, which are all hidden." with this powder."

When it came to business, Yan Yun didn't care about other things, and looked intently, "Can you tell what it is?"

Su Rao shook her head, "It's similar to sand and stone, but I don't know the details."

The two exchanged glances.

A figure suddenly appeared from under the pit, put down the things in his hand, and asked excitedly: "What sand and stones, what is unknown? What did you find? Tell me quickly!"

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