Chapter 49

Hearing that the other party was no small figure, and the Gu family was unwilling to step forward, it was not an easy task for Uncle Gu to arrange for Gu Qiancheng to secretly go and examine the body.

After Uncle Gu and Gu Qiancheng discussed, they decided to go to the morgue in the middle of the night, taking advantage of the fact that the Xianqi Marquis's residence had not yet recovered from the shock. Otherwise, once the Xianqi Marquis's residence took action, they would have no chance at all.

Gu Qiancheng never had maids stay up to keep watch at night, and the place where she lived was quite remote. Even if she went out at night, no one would know.

Third Lady recently managed the back courtyard, and while she might not be able to handle other matters, she could quietly let Gu Qiancheng out...

Everything was prepared, and they just needed Uncle Gu to arrange for the morgue guards to be taken care of before he could take Gu Qiancheng there.

Uncle Gu knew the severity of the matter and used his connections to find someone he knew, sparing no expense to pave the way. He finally managed to persuade the guard, and Uncle Gu, as agreed, picked up Gu Qiancheng.

"At this late hour, Qiancheng, are you afraid as a girl?" Third Lady was worried about her son, but she was not worried about Gu Qiancheng.

If something happened to Gu Qiancheng, she would never be at peace for the rest of her life.

"It's fine, Third Aunt, I'm not afraid." She was already used to dealing with corpses. These days at the Gu Guogong's residence, she felt very uncomfortable.

"Third Uncle, let's go." Gu Qiancheng changed into a light and convenient outfit and removed the hairpins from her hair.

"Qiancheng, I'll remember your kindness. If you need anything from me in the future, just speak up." Uncle Gu helped Gu Qiancheng into the carriage, feeling indescribably grateful.

Even her own father wouldn't help her, but this niece, Gu Qiancheng, was willing to help him. How could he not be moved?

"Third Uncle, what are you talking about? We are family, and this is what we should do." Gu Qiancheng was also deeply moved.

She was born into a large family and had always been taught that when one thrives, all thrive, and when one suffers, all suffer. The brothers in the family supported each other, and there were people from the family in the military, politics, and business. If something happened to one person, everyone would do their best to help, unlike the Gu family, which was so selfish.

In Gu Qiancheng's view, a family like the Gu family wouldn't go far...

"Qiancheng, we're here." Uncle Gu interrupted Gu Qiancheng's thoughts and helped her out of the carriage.

The morgue was built in a remote area. Even during the day, few people came here. Uncle Gu and Gu Qiancheng walked on the empty road, and the lantern in their hands could only illuminate a small section...

The shadows swayed in the wind, and the wind occasionally sounded like a baby's cry, adding a few more layers of terror to the place.

Sigh... Uncle Gu shivered, feeling the surroundings were eerie. Afraid that Gu Qiancheng would be scared, he quickly moved the lantern closer to her.

"Be careful, Third Uncle." Gu Qiancheng's eyes were sharp, and she noticed that Uncle Gu had stepped on a small stick. She quickly warned him, but her voice almost scared Uncle Gu to death...

"Qian, Qiancheng, is there...?"

Thud... Before Uncle Gu could finish his sentence, he slipped and fell, scaring the birds around them into a frenzy. The lantern in his hand went out, and the two of them stood on the dark road...

"Qian, Qiancheng." Uncle Gu's face turned pale from fear, and he felt terrible. If it weren't for the fear of losing face in front of Gu Qiancheng, he would have screamed.

It was too scary.

"Third Uncle, it's fine, you slipped on something." Gu Qiancheng blew on the fire starter and lit the lantern in the dark.

With the light, Uncle Gu felt better. But he felt embarrassed about losing face in front of his niece. Fortunately, Gu Qiancheng was considerate and didn't mention it, continuing to walk with Uncle Gu.

When they arrived at the morgue, Uncle Gu went up to speak with the guard. After giving him two large red envelopes, the guard opened the door but set a condition: "Only one person can go in, and you can't touch the body."

"Alright." Uncle Gu was still hesitating, but Gu Qiancheng spoke up.

Uncle Gu wouldn't be of much help inside.

"A woman?" The guard looked up, surprised.

No woman dared to come to this place.

"Yes." Gu Qiancheng calmly let him look her over.

Not just in ancient times, even in modern times, there were few women in the field of forensic medicine.

"You have a lot of courage, go in." The two guards didn't say much more. They were just doing their job for the money, regardless of gender.

"Thank you."

Gu Qiancheng opened her small bag, put a piece of ginger in her mouth, and put on a homemade mask and gloves before going in...

The smell in the morgue was far from pleasant, but Gu Qiancheng was prepared and didn't find it too unbearable. Led by the guard, Gu Qiancheng saw the body of Zhang Yuan, the second son of the Xianqi Marquis.

The murder had just happened today, and the body was well-preserved. Gu Qiancheng nodded, indicating that she could handle it alone.

"This woman has a lot of courage." As he left, the guard couldn't help but mutter, clearly surprised by the situation.

Gu Qiancheng pretended not to hear and lit the small candles she carried, illuminating the small space. She then began her examination...

Zhang Yuan was between 1.7 and 1.5 meters tall, with a square face, fair skin, and no beard. He had a mole below his left eye, a high hairline, and a full forehead.

After memorizing Zhang Yuan's facial features, Gu Qiancheng began to examine the wounds.

As Gu Qiancheng had deduced, Zhang Yuan had multiple wounds, with obvious scratch marks and damage on his clothes, indicating that he had struggled with the murderer before his death.

There was a long linear injury on Zhang Yuan's skull, caused by a blunt object. Blunt force trauma often results in closed skull fractures.

Skull fractures can be linear, depressed, perforated, or comminuted. Gu Qiancheng believed that the linear injury on Zhang Yuan's skull was a linear fracture, and it was likely caused by a rectangular blunt object.

From the direction of the wound, the attacker was probably taller than Zhang Yuan and had considerable strength. Zhang Yuan likely died from the blunt force trauma to the head, not from the stab wound to the chest.

These were things that the small boy Gu Chengyi could not have done.

At this point, Gu Qiancheng could already rule out the possibility that Gu Chengyi was the murderer. However, she did not stop there and continued to examine the body, hoping to find useful clues to identify the real culprit.

From Uncle Gu's words, Gu Qiancheng was certain that the Xianqi Marquis placed great importance on his second son, Zhang Yuan. Proving that Gu Chengyi was not the murderer was not enough; she had to find the real culprit, or the Xianqi Marquis would not let Chengyi off.

Gu Qiancheng continued her examination, pulling down the white cloth covering Zhang Yuan's body. Just then, two extremely loud voices came from outside: "Your servant greets His Highness the Prince of Qin, may you live ten thousand years, ten thousand, ten thousand years."

Prince Qin, Qin Jiyi? Coming to the morgue at this time, is this a joke?

Gu Qiancheng recognized the voices; they were the two guards. Their voices were much louder than before, and she knew they were warning her that someone was coming. But...

The only way out was where Prince Qin had entered. Where could she hide?

To the readers: I know everyone is timid, and I am timid too. I got scared while writing and jumped up, so... I won't describe the scary parts, focusing instead on the case and useful professional judgments.

Don't complain that I write slowly. For every two lines of professional judgment, I had to look up three or four books and spend a long time finding what I needed...