Chapter 22

After seeing sang Chen off, ran Yan began to prepare the utensils for the autopsy tomorrow.

Atractylodes lancea, saponin horn, vinegar, knife, needle and thread, gloves, mask In the past, when she was engaged in the autopsy work, she had encountered more difficult circumstances than now. Without those handy tools, ran Yan was still able to cope with it. Therefore, she did not pay attention to the matter and did not intend to meddle in it. After the examination, she told sang Chen that it would be convenient for him to write a lawsuit.

The next day, ran Yan took the evening green, and after meeting with Sang Chen in the east city of the city, he sent Wanlv to find a shop where he could make needles. He and sang Chen went to the mortuary of the government office.

In fact, the mortuary of the state government yamen is not in yamen, but a special place is set up in a more remote place, which is similar to the village.

Ran Yan specially changed the linen robe, dressed in a man's clothes, with the power fence after looking a little incoherent.

Compared with ran Yan's calm, sang Chen was not calm. He stood around the morgue, shaking his hands and feet, and even his expression on his face began to be stiff.

They temporarily stopped in a dead lane. Ran Yan sat on a pile of bamboo poles, looked at sang Chen's appearance through the power fence soap gauze, and said coldly, "since you are afraid, why do you need to find any evidence and write a lawsuit casually?"

Sang Chen managed his rigid expression, turned to stare at ran Yan and said, "how can you say that? Since they are looking for help from me, I must go all out. Even if we can't catch the murderer, we have to list all the doubtful points for the government to find out."

"Do you think Qin mushen killed him?" Ran yanrao is interested in looking at sang Chen, who is shaking and righteous. He raises his eyebrows and asks.

"This It is said that Qin Musheng beat Han Lang Jun to the ground with blood, and he found out that Han Lang Jun was poisoned. I just think that the time of poisoning is too coincidental. If someone did not frame Qin Musheng intentionally, Han Langjun did not die, but Qin Musheng killed people. No matter what, Han Langjun died unjustly. " Sang Chen said doubts, legs and feet tremble even gradually slow, focus on the appearance, make his originally handsome extraordinary description appears more attractive.

Ran Yan Leng Leng Leng, such sang Chen, where to find a little "two" shadow!

Sangchen stopped for a moment and said, "when you examine the corpse, you'd better find out whether Han Langjun died of poisoning or beating. In this way, when writing the complaint, it can also be convincing. I hope it's not the one killed by Qin Silang, otherwise Alas

If Qin Musheng really killed people, it would be very difficult for the Han family to make Qin Musheng jailed because of Qin's influence.

Ran Yan thought of seeing sang Chen several times. For the first time, he seemed very silly. The second time, he was intoxicated with the fragrance of flowers. The third time in mengguan, his pure and clear eyes, and the way he was intoxicated with the things around him, looked like a bookworm who had read a book. No matter what kind of state he was, he would not have been so serious I am familiar with the world.

"Lady?" Seeing ran Yan for a long time, sang Chen couldn't help but sound a reminder.

"Don't worry." Ran Yan faintly returned a sentence, turned to ask, "when can autopsy?"

Sang Chen said a phone call, the tension in his heart eased a lot. He looked out of the lane for a while and then said, "wait a minute. I've made an appointment with the Han family. They want to be present at the autopsy."

Ran Yan's face turned black and said in a cold voice, "you didn't tell me yesterday that the Han family would be there to watch!"

"This The Han family is also eager for revenge. When the empress covers her face, they should not care. " Sangchen is innocent.

Don't care? At present, even this industry is not very popular, others at first saw a woman, who will not be surprised!

Ran Yan stares at him coldly, the finger that covers in sleeve moves, she, can't help but want to dissect this second goods now! Sometimes he was so stupid that he was sold for money. Sometimes he was not only normal, but also very smart. Ran Yan wanted to dissect him to see how his brain structure was different from that of ordinary people.

"How are you doing with the ceramics I want?" If sang Chen said he didn't do it, ran Yan decided to leave immediately.

"The embryo is ready and is drying. The weather is fine these days. It can be glazed and fired in the early morning of tomorrow, and the seed time can be cooled well." Sangchen said firmly, as if what he said was the fact.

Ran Yan knows that it is out of professional self-confidence, everything in the control of ease. Although did not expect, but ran Yan is very satisfied with the result.

"Here comes the man." Sang Chen turns back, and the whole person suddenly gets nervous again. He walks quickly to ran Yan, his face turns pale. He apologizes to ran Yan and says, "let's have a woman's family to face the dead body. I'm going to I feel guilty and uneasy in my heart. "

"After a while." Ran Yan also found a heinous shortcoming of Sang Chen, coldly dropped this sentence, picked up the box beside him and said, "go."

"Go, go." Sang Chen nodded, dry pharyngeal saliva, with ran Yan out of the dead lane.

There are four carriages outside the morgue! Ran Yan pauses for a moment. Although she is dressed regardless of gender, if she is careful, she can still distinguish the gender. Looking at the more than ten people slowly descending from the four carriages, ran Yan is eager to kill sang Chen and dump his body. Her voice is still like a quiet cold pool. "You never told me that there are so many people!"Strong summer Yang, sang Chen forehead actually out of a drop of cold sweat, handsome face on a red, lack of confidence way, "I don't know there are so many people."

Ran Yan looks back and blows at him fiercely. In his heart, he deeply feels that he has been on the boat of thieves. Sang Chen is really unable to judge by common sense.

"I don't know people well. I'll do it this time! You wait for me Ran Yan, word by word, floated out of his lips and teeth. His low voice seemed to be accompanied by a gust of Yin wind, which made sang Chen's hands and feet shake more and more fierce.

"Mr. sang!" From the Han family carriage down a group of people, there is a slightly fat middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes, saw sang Chen, quickly and eagerly welcomed up.

"Han Xian Cheng!" Sang Chen quickly bowed his hands.

After hearing sang Chen's address, ran Yan could not help but look at Han county Cheng. The county magistrate of Jinling County, the father of the deceased, wore a dark blue official uniform without embroidered patterns. His beard was only three or four inches long. He was very neatly repaired, but his slightly fat face was slightly tired and pale. He had a unique gentle temperament of Jiangnan people.

Han Xian Cheng's eyes seemed to have drifted past ran Yan. Seeing that sang Chen didn't mean to introduce him, he didn't ask him much, but said, "I'm sorry to trouble Mr. sang about the children this time."

"I don't dare. Han Lang Jun and I have the friendship of schoolmates. If something like this happens, I can't stand by." Sang Chen responded appropriately and went to the morgue with Han Xiancheng.

Among the dozen well-dressed men, there were only two women, one in her fifties and the other in her thirties. A group of people walked behind Han Xiancheng and sang Chen. The old woman looked at ran Yan for a while, and then went with the help of a middle-aged woman. Ran Yan silently carried the box and followed behind.

The mortuary is located in the western suburb, far from Fangshi. There are not many pedestrians, so even if there are so many people together, they don't worry about the uproar.

Just entered the mortuary, a cold wind blowing face-to-face, with a faint smell of corpse rot, when summer, it was actually cold from the soles of the feet.

All the Yamen servants in the morgue were half dead. The leader only looked at Han Xiancheng and said, "Han Xiancheng, please follow me."

Thank you very much Han Xian Cheng's voice trembled faintly.

Ran Yan could understand that the white haired man sent the black haired man, but seeing sang Chen's shaking legs from behind, he was in a better mood.

Yamen took out the key to open the door, "Han county Cheng please."

Han county Cheng turned to the old woman and said, "my mother is waiting outside."

"No, I want to see the mountains." She was the first to enter the morgue.

The others had to follow in silence. Sang Chen's face was white, but he looked at ran Yan anxiously and asked in a low voice, "are you not afraid?"

"Afraid." Ran Yan said in a flat voice across the soap gauze, "it's summer now. I'm afraid the corpses are all over the place. They're beyond recognition. They look like fierce ghosts. Besides, do you smell them? It's beginning to smell rotten. "

Ran Yan looked at sang Chen's handsome face without any human color. She raised her lips slightly and felt comfortable. "It's you who asked for the autopsy. You don't intend to stay outside?"

Inside the house, a woman's low sobbing voice was heard. Sang Chen tightly pursed her lips. In her heart, heaven and man had been fighting for a long time without making up her mind.

"Mr. sang, it's time for an autopsy." From the house came the voice of Han Xiancheng.

Sang Chen heard the sound and nearly fell down. Holding on to the door frame, pulling out a smile that is worse than crying, he said to ran Yan, "I, let's go."

Entering the mortuary, a colder and colder breath came to my face, but there was no smell of putrefaction. Only the place where the corpse was placed was always filled with a smell of death. Candles were lit in the dark room. Only one coffin was placed in the whole room. The windows around were covered with thick felt. Ice pots were placed around the corner to slow down the decay of summer corpses.

Sang Chen bit his teeth and went in, thinking that he was in the coffin anyway. He didn't come close to see it.

Ran Yan walked to the coffin with Sang Chen, put down the box in his hand, took out the mask and gloves sewn by green yesterday night and put them on.

In the interior, the light is not good, naturally can not take the power fence. Ran Yan took off the power fence after wearing the mask.

A waterfall like hair appeared, and all the people of the Han family suddenly widened their eyes. Their small body and exquisite body were clearly a little lady!

Ran Yan didn't seem to find everyone surprised. He opened the covering cloth, put on gloves and observed the condition of the body.

Ran Yan took out a fixed blank pamphlet and threw it to Sang Chen. He said faintly, "please record it for Mr. sang."

Sangchen shook his hands and opened the book. Now his mind was blank, and he didn't know what to record. Ran Yan did what he told him to do.

However, ran Yan's hand just reached into the coffin, ready to start the autopsy, but heard someone outside the door in a high voice, "wait a minute!"

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