The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

Half a day passed in a flash, and Qin Miaoxi waited quietly in the yamen for the results of the investigation.

She sat in front of the desk, tapping the table with her fingers occasionally, looking towards the door from time to time, with a hint of anxiety in her expression.

At this moment, Shi Xinzhe rushed in, beads of sweat still hanging on his forehead, and his breathing was a little hurried: "Coroner Qin, I finally found you! Come with me!"

Qin Miaoxi raised her head when she heard the voice, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes: "What's going on? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Even as she asked this, her eyes were fixed on Shi Xinzhe, and then she murmured softly as if talking to herself: "Someone died again."

Qin Miaoxi was absolutely certain. It was the same scene, the same urgency. Shi Xinzhe was stunned when he heard it, his face full of surprise.

He opened his mouth slightly, and after a while he reacted, and asked, "How did you know?"

How could he be so sure that the person was dead? Couldn't he have discovered an important clue to the case?

Qin Miaoxi pursed her lips slightly, and a barely perceptible cunning glint flashed in her eyes.

She naturally knew that just now, this person himself had mentioned a case that was extremely similar to the death of the previous deceased.

However, she just replied calmly: "Guess!"

Shi Xinzhe's mouth twitched slightly, and then he remembered that Lord Liang had mentioned that Qin Miaoxi had an exceptionally sharp sixth sense. He couldn't help but sigh: If only he could have such an amazing ability, wouldn't handling cases be much easier?

Qin Miaoxi raised an eyebrow. This man's smile was ugly, and it felt like he had a very miserable life. It seemed that he was probably a miserable person! Considering that he paid a sufficient commission, she would definitely ask her to help him break his bad luck when she came down the mountain again in the future.

Shi Xinzhe calmed himself down and said anxiously, "Let's not worry about this for now. The situation is urgent. The deceased has a special identity: he's the distant nephew of the Minister of Rites. The crime took place in an abandoned house on the outskirts of the city. The higher-ups have issued a death order; we must solve the case as soon as possible, otherwise we'll all be in trouble!"

Qin Miaoxi's expression froze when she heard this, and she winked at Zi Yan. The two of them immediately stood up and followed Shi Xinzhe closely, walked out of the yamen quickly, jumped on their horses, and galloped towards the outskirts of the city.

Along the way, the cold wind was howling, making Qin Miaoxi's hair messy. Finally, after an incense stick of time, they arrived at the abandoned house.

The house was filled with a putrid, nauseating odor. The ground was covered with muddy tracks, as if they had been left by humans or animals, with no pattern or logic.

Qin Miaoxi wrinkled her nose, suppressed her discomfort, and stepped into the dilapidated gate.

The yard was overgrown with weeds and piled with fallen leaves, looking desolate.

Without Shi Xinzhe leading the way, Qin Miaoxi followed the mud prints to the crime scene in a side room. The door was half-open, and a strange aura could be seen faintly.

Qin Miaoxi had just raised her hand, and before her fingertips touched the dilapidated wooden door, Shi Xinzhe could no longer suppress his anxiety and rushed forward.

He was extremely anxious, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and he shouted, "Let me go in and take a look first!"

The voice seemed particularly abrupt in the silent environment. His hurried footsteps brought up a gust of wind and almost knocked Qin Miaoxi to the ground.

"Miss, be careful!"

Zi Yan was quick-witted and quick-handed, and quickly reached out to support Qin Miaoxi, who was swaying slightly.

Her brows were furrowed, her eyes wide open, and she stared fiercely at Shi Xinzhe's rapidly disappearing figure, muttering, "Master Shi is too reckless, he..."

The words were still swirling in the air when her gaze drifted inadvertently towards the house. In an instant, a chill shot up from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and she couldn't help but gasp.

Qin Miaoxi's attention was also attracted by the scene in the house. She frowned slightly and felt uncomfortable in her heart.

At this moment, Shi Xinzhe's voice came from the corner of the room, with a hint of trembling: "Come and see!"

Qin Miaoxi and Zi Yan looked at each other and walked over quickly.

In the dim room, the sun shone through the dilapidated window, casting a few faint rays of light. On the ground where light and shadow intertwined, a corpse lay quietly.

The deceased's eyes were wide open, the terror on his face frozen, as if he had endured the most horrific experience in his lifetime. A hideous gash had ripped open his chest, flesh turned inside out, his heart missing, leaving only a dark, bloody hole. Dried blood had congealed into dark red clots around it, emitting a terrifying aura. The flesh on his limbs had been gnawed to shreds, and the bones were faintly visible at the wounds.

Qin Miaoxi leaned in for a closer look, her expression growing increasingly serious. She took a deep breath and slowly said, "The blood is still thick and hasn't coagulated. The deceased died an hour ago, and these wounds were caused by someone gnawing on them, and they were gnawed raw."

There was blood coagulation at all the wounds, which was a sign of injury sustained during life.

"An hour ago?"

Shi Xinzhe was shocked when he heard this, and immediately sent people to patrol the surrounding area to see if anyone had appeared here an hour ago.

Upon hearing this, Zi Yan clenched her fists and said with a pale face, "This murderer is too cruel!"

The dilapidated house was sparsely furnished, with only a broken bed and a dusty table. The bedboard was warped, the edges badly worn, and it was rickety. The tabletop was uneven, with thick dust piled on it. The slightest touch would raise a choking cloud of dust, clearly no one had visited this place for a long time.

Shi Xinzhe's brows were twisted into a knot, and he was full of doubts. Just like the previous case, the murderer did not leave any clues.

How could the murderer have done it so flawlessly right here? Even if he'd cleaned up the table and the bed, what about the floor? How could there be not even a tiny shoe print? This defies common sense! Could it be... that the body wasn't murdered here at all, but was moved here with such great difficulty? And why was it moved here? Is there something special about this place?

Qin Miaoxi fell into a brief moment of contemplation. After a moment, her eyes suddenly became firm, and she said decisively: "The deceased was killed here. The corpse spots are concentrated on the back, and there is no sign of being moved."

After saying that, she skillfully put on the fish gut gloves, reached in without hesitation, and began to examine the deceased's internal organs.

After a careful inspection, she found that all the internal organs were intact, with no signs of being eaten by the murderer or damaged. At this moment, she keenly noticed that the familiar pattern appeared on the ribs of the deceased.

Shi Xinzhe was pacing nearby, his brows knitted into the shape of a "川" character, his tone filled with frustration and anxiety: "It's exactly the same as the previous case. The murderer is absolutely flawless, leaving no clues at all. How can we break this situation?"

"No," Qin Miaoxi raised her head, her eyes deep, "The murderer left the most crucial clue on the body."

Upon hearing this, Shi Xinzhe's eyes flashed with anxiety, and he hurriedly asked, "What is it?"

"The totem mark of the lamprey." Qin Miaoxi said word by word.

Shi Xinzhe's eyes widened, his face filled with surprise: "It's on this corpse too?"

"Yes, and they're both in the same spot. Judging from the state of death of the two victims, it's completely certain that they were killed by the same murderer. The murderer didn't target the victims' internal organs, but instead targeted the flesh on their limbs. I suspect the murderer is very likely a cannibal, or even addicted to it."

Qin Miaoxi's tone was full of disgust. There really were cannibals in this world. Just thinking about it made her shudder. It was unimaginable.

Shi Xinzhe's pupils shrank suddenly, and he instantly caught the hidden meaning in her words. He blurted out, "Are you saying that the murderer is likely to commit another crime in a short time?"

"Correct!"

Qin Miaoxi's expression was solemn, her eyes as sharp as a blade, and she said firmly, "Therefore, the investigation must be accelerated, and there can be no delay!"

She stared at Shi Xinzhe closely and then asked, "How's the investigation going into the identity of the first deceased?"

Shi Xinzhe's brows knitted together, and he sighed helplessly, his voice filled with anxiety. "No results yet. The deceased was wearing ordinary clothes. We've asked around in the surrounding villages, but haven't heard of any young men missing."

As he spoke, his hands unconsciously clenched, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his tone became increasingly panicked. "I have no idea what to do now. It's like groping in the dark."

Qin Miaoxi patted his shoulder, trying to calm him down. "Don't panic. The second deceased may bring hope. He was the nephew of the Minister of Rites. Go and find out who he had close contacts with, where he had been recently, why he appeared here today, and who he wanted to meet. Perhaps the key clues are hidden in this information."

Shi Xinzhe's originally dim eyes suddenly brightened up, as if he saw a ray of light in the darkness. He stood up suddenly and said in a firm tone: "Okay, I'll do it right away!"

After saying that, he turned around and strode out of the room.

Qin Miaoxi watched Shi Xinzhe leave, then quickly turned to Zi Yan and whispered a few instructions.

Zi Yan nodded slightly and responded crisply: "Yes!"

Then, the two of them hurried off in different directions, each of them immersing themselves in intense investigations.

In the blink of an eye, the room fell into deathly silence again, with only the horrific corpse lying there.

The twisted posture and horrific wounds of the corpse seemed to silently tell the cruelty and weirdness of the case. When people saw it, they would feel a chill all over their body and their scalp would go numb.