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Cheng Guan, on the other hand, was holding a pen and paper and making his statement.

The coroner nodded his head and walked to the bedside. His eyes swept over the body of the old general as he slowly opened his mouth, "There is too much blood on the bed. The color is the same. The old general's face is pale.

He turned the old general's closed eyes. "The old general's eyes are closed," he said.

Zhang Guan gently untied the old general's clothes, "Judging from the temperature of the body and the spots on the body, the time of the old general's death should be around midnight last night." Pausing for a moment, Zhang Guan gently pulled out the dagger from the old general's chest, placed it before his eyes, and carefully examined it, "There is a sharp blade stuck in front of the old general's chest. From the look of it, it is not inserted into his heart." The wound on the old general's chest seemed to be healing a little, which means that the sharp blade was stabbed into his chest before the old general died, and then it fell in love with the blood on the floor and on the bed. Zhang Guan slowly said.

He picked up the hand the old general had placed on either side of him and examined it closely. He found that the old general's hands were clenched into fists. Zhang coroner tried his best to pry the old general's left hand away. The old general's left hand was empty. He tried his best to pry the old general's right hand away and found traces of blood and golden things on his palm. With tweezers, Zhang Guan removed the golden item from General La's right hand and placed it on the tray behind him. He compared the golden color to the golden color on the dagger. If the two substances were of the same type, then they belonged to the same type. At this moment, a constable walked up to Zhang Guan with a golden paper in his hand. He handed it over to him and said, "Sir, take a look.

Zhang Guan took the paper from the constable. It was covered with a layer of golden material. The golden material was the same as the material in the old general's palm, as well as the material on the dagger. Furthermore, there were traces on the paper. Zhang Guan placed the dagger on the paper and wrapped it around the original mark. As expected, the mark matched the mark perfectly.

"The old general's right hand is tightly clenched. There is something similar to a golden substance in the palm of his hand." The old general's right hand is tightly clenched, and there is something similar to a golden substance in the palm of his hand.

The coroner placed all the items on the tray and stripped the general of his clothing. He carefully examined the corpse, not even sparing the top of his head. Finally, Zhang coroner took out a small cloth bag from his pocket and spread it out. Inside were rows and rows of neatly arranged silver needles. Zhang coroner took one out and inserted it into the old general's throat before pulling it out again. coroner Zhang and coroner Cheng looked at each other, then he put the silver needle back into the small cloth bag.

Finally, Zhang Guan finished dressing the general. He turned around and looked at Gu Ziming, who was standing next to him with a pale face. He then looked at Lord Qi, who was standing next to Gu Ziming. He looked like he wanted to say something, but stopped himself.

Gu Ziming's face turned even uglier. With bloodshot eyes, he walked in front of Zhang Guan and grabbed his arm, commanding, "Speak!"

The coroner was frightened by Gu Ziming's demeanor and hurriedly nodded his head. "Yes, general. This official will do as you say."

Gu Ziming released the coroner and stood in the middle of the room with his hands behind his back. He stared at the body of the old general lying dead on the bed. The hands behind his back were clenched into fists. Veins popped out of his forehead.

Upon seeing Gu Ziming's murderous look, coroner Zhang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and then carefully opened his mouth, "The old general's entire body is pale white, and there is a large pool of blood on the bed and on the floor. You can tell that the old general died from excessive blood loss." The weapon was a dagger that had been stabbed into the old general's chest. Other than some old scars, there were no other injuries on the old general's body. This meant that the old general had not fought with anyone before he died. Moreover, the old general's right hand had held the sword hilt, and there was no bruise at all on his right hand. "Based on all of these factors, this official has come to a conclusion." The coroner raised his eyes to cast a glance at Gu Ziming, but didn't say anything.

Gu Ziming had already clenched his fists. His short nails dug into the meat of his hands. Blood, drop by drop, dripped onto the ground. He gritted his teeth and ordered, "Speak."

Examiner Zhang lowered his head and replied respectfully, "After all that has happened, this official has determined that the old general committed suicide!"

Just as the coroner finished his sentence, Gu Ziming's throat filled with heat. Ssssssssssssssssssss! He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Young General!" Lord Qi hurried forward to support Gu Ziming's swaying body.

Gu Ziming pushed Lord Qi away and looked fixedly at Zhang Guan, ordering, "Once more examine my father's corpse. This general doesn't believe that my father will commit suicide, and my father will not commit suicide. How could my father commit suicide!"

The coroner looked at Lord Qi with a troubled expression. Lord Qi signaled to him with his eyes. Zhang Guan walked over to the corpse and examined it once more.

Cheng Guan put down the pen and paper in his hand and walked over to the coroner's side. He said in a soft voice, "coroner Zhang, let me do it."

After taking a glance at Cheng Guan, coroner Zhang nodded his head in agreement. It would be better for the two of them to examine him.

Examiner Cheng moved to the side, and picked up a pen and paper from the table, carefully noting down every single word that Examiner Cheng said.

Lord Qi stood by the bed looking at the old general's corpse with regret. In fact, everyone knew clearly that there were no wounds or bruises on the old general's body, and there were no traces of a fight in the room. Plus, the dagger stabbed into the old general's body had yet to pierce into his heart. The silver needle had pierced the old general's throat, but his expression had not changed. Everything had been proven that the old general had committed suicide. It was just that the young general was unwilling to face reality.

The old general had killed countless enemies on the battlefield in his lifetime. He was a respected general, so why would he commit suicide?

"Sir, I found this in the old general's book." A constable took an envelope and respectfully placed it in Lord Qi's hands.

The other constable quickly walked in front of Lord Qi, gave Gu Ziming a deep look, then handed the paper in his hand to Lord Qi.

"Lord, your subordinate found this."

Lord Qi took the items from the two constables and opened them. When he read through them, his face turned even more unsightly. In the end, there was no longer any trace of blood on his face.

Gu Ziming, who was standing beside Lord Qi, saw Lord Qi stretching out his hands to grab the two pieces of paper in Lord Qi's hand. He glanced at them, then glanced at them closely.