Free Web NovelChapter 1653: Chapter 27: Autopsy_3
"Oh, Vice Envoy Qi!" Jiang Wang nodded in understanding, then said no more.
Meanwhile, Lin Youxie had already reopened the coffin lid, completely exposing Wu Lie’s corpse to the air.
This was a face she was extremely familiar with.
Because it was too familiar, it seemed strange at this moment.
From the time she could remember, Grandpa Wu had always appeared elderly. This indicated that he was already not young when he achieved God Arrives.
But back then, that kind of "old," spirited and vigorous, couldn’t hide the overwhelming power and the persistence to break through everything.
Now, however, it was dry and bare, like a ring of tree bark wrapped around a decaying wood.
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In the morgue, there were specialized autopsy tools, placed alongside the stone platform. freewebnovel.cσ๓
But Lin Youxie silently retrieved her own black wooden box from the Storage Box.
She pulled out the top drawer, selected a pair of gloves, and slowly put them on.
Then, she pulled out the third drawer, amidst the various knives, she selected a sharp little knife two inches long.
Then she closed the box.
The entire process was very calm.
Now, she held the little knife in her right hand, while her left hand slowly unbuttoned the elder’s clothing, gently pressing on the left shoulder socket.
The thin corpse before her, with the coldness still perceivable despite the gloves, silently described the fact to her—
The person who said "I follow my own ’law,’ I walk my own path. Ignoring everything, avoiding neither human nor ghost" no longer exists.
Your "law" is with the blue badge, your "path," within the Triple Punishment Palace.
If you truly "ignored everything," why give up everything you had in Beiyaduwei to pursue alone for so many years over a friend’s death?
If you were "avoiding neither human nor ghost," why, from childhood, did you treat me as your own, taking care of me all these years?
So many questions can only remain in one’s heart, never to have answers.
Lin Youxie was silent.
So, what is the ultimate meaning of pursuing the truth?
What is the pursuit of truth ultimately for?
For a relative’s injustice, to lose another relative?
Faced with this corpse before her, she questioned the path she had walked for so many years for the first time.
Jiang Wang and Zheng Shangming also remained silent, waiting for her actions.
Lin Youxie silently made the first cut, pressing the knife tip into the shoulder socket, going in an inch and two. Skillfully, she pulled downwards at an angle, creating a semi-arc.
The little knife gently pried, opening the cut, clearly revealing the textures of muscle.
She carefully examined, committed it to memory, and put the dissected flesh back in place.
After a simple wash, she put away the little knife and took out a semi-transparent fine needle, slightly thicker than a nail but five inches long.
The index and middle fingers of her left hand briefly walked along the side waist of the corpse before pressing down, naturally thrusting the needle in...
Jiang Wang and Zheng Shangming silently watched Lin Youxie as she completed the entire autopsy.
From the scalp to the toes, from outer skin to internal organs, she missed no possible clue.
She was so calm.
Her movements were clean and precise, without any delay.
Even with the most critical eye, not a single error could be found.
Zheng Shangming, silently recording the data of the corpse in his mind, couldn’t help but marvel at her exceptional skill. Compared to Jiang Wang, his familial academic background allowed him to better understand her "expertise."
Yet, he was more astonished by her calmness throughout the process as he watched Lin Youxie pack up the wooden box.
"Did you take your medicine today?" Jiang Wang suddenly sniffed lightly and asked.
Lin Youxie paused for a moment, her hand hovering in place.
It turned out she had forgotten fear.
