The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

Qin Miaoxi turned her head and what caught her eyes were two dull faces. Ye Junyan and Ye Lingrong were staring at her stupidly, their eyes full of amazement.

Ye Junyan couldn't help but admire him, "As expected of the famous Qin the Coroner, he can even figure out the murderer!"

Ye Lingrong affectionately took Qin Miaoxi's arm and said coquettishly: "Sister Qin, from now on you are my real sister!"

“…” Qin Miaoxi was speechless for a moment and could only smile helplessly.

At this time, several yamen runners came out of the house carrying the corpse and respectfully reported to Shi Xinzhe: "Sir, the body has been prepared. We will send it to the charity cemetery now."

Shi Xinzhe turned to look at Qin Miaoxi and asked, "Coroner Qin, do you need to examine the body again?"

Qin Miaoxi glanced at the three stretchers and shook her head slightly.

Shi Xinzhe then waved to the yamen runners, indicating that they could leave.

The yamen runners carried the body away, and then several more people came out of the house, holding a few items in their hands, and reported: "Sir, the materials of these items do not look like they belong to the deceased's family."

Shi Xinzhe took one of the pieces of cloth and looked at it carefully for a moment. Although he didn't see anything special about it, it felt extremely soft and comfortable.

He frowned, handed the cloth back, and instructed, "Take it back and carefully investigate its source."

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and the piece of cloth was blown up by the wind and fell into the neighbor's yard.

Black smoke was rising from the neighbor's house, as if something was burning.

After a while, a puzzled voice came from the neighbor's house: "Whose cloth is this? It fell into the fire!"

Shi Xinzhe immediately sent someone to retrieve the cloth.

Soon, the cloth was retrieved. He checked it carefully again and was surprised to find that the seemingly soft cloth was intact without any signs of burning.

"Didn't they say it fell into the fire?" Shi Xinzhe asked doubtfully.

The bailiff nodded and replied, "Sir, it did fall into the fire, but the cloth will not catch fire."

Shi Xinzhe was even more surprised: "Is there any fabric that can't be burned?"

As soon as he said this, Qin Miaoxi and others came over and looked at the cloth curiously.

Lu Shiya stared at the cloth, speaking thoughtfully, "I've heard of a fabric called 'Ruan Yunsha'. It feels soft, but is actually incredibly hard, invulnerable to swords and spears, and resistant to fire. It's said to have been woven by the Empress of the Yanhuang Kingdom herself. However, not long after the fabric was completed, the Empress died of illness, and the whereabouts of the cloth are unknown."

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingrong couldn't help but sneer. "You're not saying this piece of cloth is Ruan Yunsha, are you? That's a treasure made by the Queen of Yanhuang Kingdom herself. How could it appear in the home of an ordinary peasant woman? In my opinion, it's just a piece of fireproof cloth made of asbestos."

Qin Miaoxi held the fabric up to the sunlight and examined it carefully. The sunlight filtered through the fabric, faintly revealing fine golden threads interwoven within, as if streams of light were flowing through it. She murmured softly, "This fabric... is indeed unusual, but it's definitely not fire-resistant cloth, as it's not this soft."

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingrong immediately changed her tone and said, "Sister Qin, could this really be Ruan Yunsha? This old woman is so bold that she actually dared to secretly hide the treasure of the Queen of Yanhuang Kingdom!"

Lu Shiya: “…”

This was the first time she felt such obvious double standards, and she couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "This woman is really poisonous!"

Qin Miaoxi returned the cloth to Shi Xinzhe: "Master Shi, you should find out the origin of this cloth and whether it is related to this murder case."

Shi Xinzhe nodded in agreement and carefully asked someone to put the cloth away. If it was really related to the Yanhuang Kingdom, the envoy of the Yanhuang Kingdom was currently in Jingzhao, and the item might be returned to its original owner.

After the people from the yamen sealed off the deceased's house, they left the scene one after another. Qin Miaoxi and others had also left long ago.

However, no one noticed that just after the crowd dispersed, two figures quietly walked out from the corner of the yard.

It was the noble lady who had watched coldly from the opposite building as Yan Wanwan and others quarreled with the old woman. Her personal maid was still standing beside her.

The lady could hardly conceal her excitement at this moment. She tightly grasped the maid's hand, her voice trembling slightly: "Did you see it? It's Ruan Yunsha, it's really Ruan Yunsha!"

The maid's eyes also gleamed with joy as she whispered, "Madam, isn't this the Ruan Yunsha you used to swaddle the young lady? The young lady is indeed in Jingzhao, Longyuan Nation!"

The lady's gaze lingered on the sealed house for a long time, her eyes filled with expectation and a hint of indescribable complex emotions.

She murmured softly, "After so many years, I finally have a clue... My dear, are you here?"

The maid pondered for a moment and whispered, "Madam, I heard from the Jingzhao Yin that the old woman had a daughter who was sold. Do you think it could be...?"

Upon hearing this, the lady's eyes suddenly lit up, and she was so excited that she could hardly contain herself: "Yes, yes! She might be my daughter! Come on, let's go and find out!"

They immediately left the yard and stopped a passing villager to ask.

Villagers learned that the murdered old woman did have a daughter, but she had been treated badly since childhood, being beaten and scolded. When the child was two or three years old, she had to wash clothes for the whole family in icy river water in the cold winter, and her life was extremely difficult.

The villagers sighed and said, "If you didn't know, you would think that the child was picked up by their family."

The words "adopted child" were like a needle that pierced the lady's heart.

Her heart trembled violently, a mixture of heartache and excitement. What kind of parents are bad in this world? Since the old woman treated her daughter with such disdain and tortured her in every way, the possibility that the child was her own daughter was even greater.

"I want to take another look at the cloth." The lady whispered, with an unquestionable firmness in her tone.

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away." The maid responded respectfully, as if it was an extremely simple matter.

That night, the Jingzhao Yin government office was dead silent, with only a few dim lanterns swaying in the wind, and patrolling yamen runners making a round every half an hour.

The lady and her maid quietly sneaked into the government office and, under the cover of night, easily avoided the patrolling yamen runners.

Their target was clear - the piece of Ruan Yunsha that Shi Xinzhe had carefully put away.

The lady stood outside the storeroom and whispered to the maid, "Stay here and I'll go in and take a look."

The maid nodded and looked around cautiously to make sure no one was approaching. The lady then took a slender silver needle from her sleeve and gently inserted it into the keyhole. With a few turns, the door of the storeroom opened silently.

The warehouse was dark, with only faint moonlight coming in through the window. Madam Gui quickly found the cabinet where the evidence was stored. After opening it, she saw the neatly folded piece of Ruan Yunsha at a glance.

She reached out and gently stroked the fabric, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

"It's you..." She murmured softly, as if she was talking to an old friend she hadn't seen for a long time.

The maid asked in a deep voice, "Madam, do you want to take Ruan Yunsha away?"

The lady shook her head and said, "No, leave it here. Maybe the child can find Nannan."

The maid was stunned, not understanding why the Madam needed help from others to conduct the investigation when she already had a huge network of connections.