The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

Qin Miaoxi's eyes were slightly disappointed, but she skipped over the question and continued, "Do you often recite poems and paint with Master Chen and Master Wen?"

Lu Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, and said with an awkward smile on his face: "Yeah, we often play together."

"What time did you go to the pleasure boat yesterday evening?"

"Around the twentieth hour, we boarded the pleasure boat. However, Chen Youcai was the last one to arrive. It was already the tenth hour when he arrived, and we even made him drink three glasses of wine as a punishment."

The three deceased died at the hour of You, so the alibi that Chen Youcai mentioned does not exist.

"Why is he late?"

"What's the big deal? That guy is never punctual. This isn't the latest he's been here. I think it was only four days ago! He showed up just as we were about to leave, and he looked so distraught. He must have been abandoned by some girl."

Lu Qingchen said this with a smirk on his face, then turned around and saw Qin Miaoxi's serious expression. He immediately put away his smile and said seriously, "I promise that I did not provoke those girls."

Qin Miaoxi: "..."

Young Marquis, you don't need to talk about your private affairs.

Lu Qingchen suddenly had an idea and asked, "Do you suspect Chen Youcai?"

Qin Miaoxi's silence has already answered this question.

Lu Qingchen couldn't help but boast, "As expected of me, you guessed who the murderer was right away."

Seeing that Qin Miaoxi ignored him, he hurriedly continued, "You probably don't know, Miss Qian was introduced to me by Chen Youcai. When I wanted to import a batch of Yunwu Xiao, it was Chen Youcai who acted as a go-between. It seems that the Chen family also purchases medicinal herbs from the Qian family."

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

He raised his eyes to meet Qin Miaoxi's sharp gaze, and turned his head tactically, "Ahem, I'll go over there and take a look."

Qin Miaoxi thought about what he said, and just when she was about to continue asking questions, she heard Lu Qingchen's shrill scream.

“Dead…dead people!”

A crowd of people rushed over immediately. Qin Miaoxi stood on the stone platform and looked around, but did not find any corpse. Instead, there was white mist under the stone platform.

"Where is the body?"

Lu Qingchen hid behind Qin Miaoxi and pointed tremblingly at the bottom of the stone, "It's... right below."

There was the sound of flowing water below, which should be an underground river, but it was now obscured by fog and nothing could be seen.

Looking back at Lu Qingchen's panicked expression, Qin Miaoxi felt a lump of anger stuck in her heart.

The captain volunteered, "I'll go down and take a look."

"Don't go. We don't know what's going on down there."

Qin Miaoxi frowned and muttered, "Where does the fog come from?"

The yamen runner replied, "According to villagers from the village outside, every evening, the cave is surrounded by mist. This is a miracle left by an immortal."

She did not comment on this statement, as she was more concerned about another issue.

"When will the fog lift?"

"It takes a cup of tea."

They waited quietly, and sure enough, after a cup of tea, the fog gradually dissipated, and a figure lay quietly on the water.

When they fished the person out of the water, they found that the front of the body was severely decayed, but the back was intact.

A corpse is divided into yin and yang sides, which is very strange.

"The livor mortis is dark purple, mostly appearing on the front of the body. This suggests the deceased was thrown into the river immediately after being murdered and remained there. The skin, immersed in the water, decayed more slowly due to the low temperature of the river."

Qin Miaoxi unbuttoned the deceased's shirt. "The deceased is a male, between 20 and 25 years old. There are strangulation marks on his neck and a broken hyoid bone. He died of asphyxiation."

"The skin of the corpse was tight and brown, the abdomen was distended, and there was a foul odor of decay. The flesh on the chest was loose and softened, with some accumulation of body fluids. It seemed that the deceased had been dead for more than seven days."

After saying that, she found a piece of soft, translucent cloth between the nails of the corpse.

Lu Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes wide, and regardless of fear and nausea, he hurriedly said, "It's Yunwu Xiao. This is the soft and thin silk I ordered from the Qian family."

Qin Miaoxi's heart skipped a beat, her intuition telling her that this corpse was not that simple.