The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

"It's actually him?"

Qin Miaoxi's pupils suddenly shrank, a trace of panic flashed across her face, and she blurted out: "Oh no, he's trying to run away!"

Before she finished her words, she rushed out like an arrow.

Seeing this, Zi Yan hurriedly followed behind, anxiously shouting, "Miss, please slow down!"

A moment later, Qin Miaoxi arrived at Qian Baiwan's residence. She saw Shi Xinzhe and the others gathered outside the door with serious expressions, each of them with a gloomy look on their faces.

Qin Miaoxi was slightly startled, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, and she subconsciously asked: "Why are you here?"

Shi Xinzhe's eyes also flashed with surprise when he saw her, and his tone was a little surprised: "Qin the Coroner? You are really well-informed. I was just about to send someone to inform you!"

Qin Miaoxi suddenly felt an ominous premonition in her heart. Her brows knitted together tightly, forming a deep "chuan" character. Her voice unconsciously rose a few degrees: "What do you want to inform me of?"

Shi Xinzhe sighed slightly and said solemnly, "Don't you already know? Qian Baiwan is dead."

"What? Qian Baiwan is dead?"

Qin Miaoxi only felt a sudden "buzzing" in her head, as if struck by a thunderbolt, and she was completely stunned.

After a moment, she suddenly came back to her senses, her face panicked, and she asked anxiously, "Who is the murderer?"

Shi Xinzhe slowly shook his head, his eyes revealing a hint of solemnity. He said in a low but firm voice: "No, he did not die of murder, but committed suicide by hanging."

"Impossible, where is the body?"

Qin Miaoxi hurried inside. The room was dimly lit and filled with a sickening stench of decay, mixed with a faint scent of blood, which penetrated her nostrils. Her gaze was fixed on the corpse hanging from the rafters, swaying gently in the breeze. Qian Baiwan's body hung precariously in mid-air like a puppet with its strings cut, his legs dangling limply, swaying gently in the breeze, as if performing a strange dance of death. The surrounding yamen runners, solemn in expression, armed with spears, surrounded the scene tightly. The maids were stopped outside the courtyard and could only crane their necks, staring with horror. The whispers were particularly harsh in the silent courtyard.

As soon as Qin Miaoxi stepped into the house, her already gloomy expression instantly became even more solemn. Her brows were tightly twisted into the shape of a "川" character, and a hint of imperceptible vigilance and doubt flashed in her eyes.

She slowly approached the corpse, paced around it, staring at it without blinking, not missing any subtle clues.

Shi Xinzhe followed closely behind, looking anxious, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

He wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hand and said cautiously, "What do you think? I'll have someone put the body down."

In order to preserve the most original crime scene, everyone has been very careful and did not dare to move the body at all.

"Wait! Let me take a look."

Qin Miaoxi waved her hand without turning her head, and her low and firm voice gave an order that immediately made Shi Xinzhe stand there in a daze.

She first stood on tiptoe, her hand raised in the air to measure the height of the body from the ground. Her movements were slow and precise, and her eyes revealed a hint of thought. Then, she squatted down, her hands on her knees, and carefully measured the height of the stool at her feet, her eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.

After a long while, she slowly stood up and murmured to herself, "The height is just right. Qian Baiwan can just hang himself on this stool."

But her eyes were still full of doubt, as if she didn't believe that everything before her was so simple.

"Okay, put the body down!"

Two yamen runners came forward and put the body down. Qin Miaoxi squatted beside the body and examined it carefully.

"The time of death was two hours ago. The deceased's strangulation grooves were mostly oblique and upward, forming a horseshoe or "V" shape. The sides of the neck gradually became shallower and thinner upwards, and finally disappeared, leaving a hollow shape."

After a long while, she stood up, sighed, and said, "Judging from the marks on the neck, it's a typical sign of suicide by hanging."

Shi Xinzhe nodded in agreement and said, "Indeed, there are no obvious signs of a struggle at the scene, and the doors and windows are intact. In my opinion, Qian Baiwan committed suicide."

At this time, a nearby yamen runner was puzzled. He scratched his head and couldn't help but say, "Sir, Qian Baiwan was already well-off, and I've never heard of him having any grudges against anyone. How could he suddenly commit suicide? I always feel that this matter is peculiar."

Shi Xinzhe glanced at him, his tone filled with impatience: "Don't overthink it, kid. I've been in this business for so many years, how could I be wrong? This is suicide, for sure."

Qin Miaoxi immediately interrupted him, denying him with a look of disapproval, "Master Shi, you can't say that. How could a normal person suddenly want to commit suicide? This in itself is very strange and full of doubts."

Shi Xinzhe's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, as if he had suddenly grasped a key clue. He said excitedly, "Now that you mention it, I really remember something. The Qian family's servants said that Qian Baiwan didn't come home last night, and when he came back today, he asked for gold wound medicine. There are also bruises on his waist. It's very likely that he was maliciously beaten."

Qin Miaoxi broke out in a cold sweat after hearing this, but Shi Xinzhe remained serious and continued to reason seriously, "In my opinion, the person who beat him last night is most likely the murderer."

As soon as he finished speaking, the yamen runner who had previously questioned Qian Baiwan's suicide immediately took over the conversation and echoed, "Your Excellency is absolutely right! As long as we find out who the attacker is and why he beat Qian Baiwan, we may be able to find the motive for the murder."

Qin Miaoxi listened to the conversation between the two people, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she was speechless for a moment. She could only complain silently in her heart: Why is this getting more and more outrageous?

The most important thing is, that person last night was her, okay?

Qin Miaoxi was flustered, but she pretended to be calm. She coughed lightly and tried to change the subject: "Master Shi, we don't have any solid evidence yet. We can't jump to conclusions based on this speculation."

Shi Xinzhe, however, was so immersed in his own reasoning that he didn't notice Qin Miaoxi's unusual behavior at all. He continued to talk nonstop, "This isn't groundless speculation. The injuries on Qian Baiwan's body are the best evidence. He came back and asked for medicine, so he must have been seriously injured. And the bruises are obviously from being beaten. Maybe he was threatened last night and had no other choice but to commit suicide."

"Right, right, right! I'll go check who Qian Baiwan was with last night."

Shi Xinzhe gave him an admiring look and said, "Go ahead! I have high hopes for you."

Qin Miaoxi: "..."

What the hell, can she kill someone?

I'm too lazy to waste time talking to them, so I can only continue to examine the body. Only the body can give the real answer.

Suddenly, Shi Xinzhe exclaimed, "What are you doing? Why are you stripping the dead man's clothes? This is disgraceful."

Qin Miaoxi looked up at the sky speechlessly, "Master Shi, I am a coroner."

Shi Xinzhe was stunned for a moment, his face showing a momentary embarrassment, "Well, you, the coroner, can't even look at his body!"

Qin Miaoxi looked down at Qian Baiwan's naked upper body, not knowing how to roll her eyes. What was she looking at? Was she looking at that whole set of abdominal muscles?

She said seriously, "Master Shi, I found something wrong. Please come and take a closer look."