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"Fish Team, do you also think there's something wrong with the cause of death?"

Xiao Zheng turned to look at the policewoman and asked with some confusion.

Don't let her young age fool you; she's not even thirty yet and is quite beautiful. She's already the deputy captain of their criminal investigation team and has solved many major cases. She can be considered an authority figure.

"It's hard to say for now, but there are indeed some doubts."

Yu Anqi shook her head and stared at the corpse, lost in thought.

Those striking eyebrows slowly furrowed.

She didn't actually find anything unusual on the body, but she had a feeling that this didn't seem like a suicide.

Besides her intuition honed over years of solving cases, she had another reason that wasn't really a reason.

That is, people who love sports are usually less likely to choose suicide.

This is not without scientific basis; exercise produces dopamine, which can make people happy and relieve various negative emotions.

Those who enjoy long-distance running and can persevere usually have stronger willpower.

Suicide, an act that only vulnerable people would commit, is unlikely to happen to them.

Judging from the skin color and leg muscles of the corpse, it was clearly the kind of person who exercised regularly for many years.

But speculation is just speculation and can't be used as evidence, so at this moment Yu Anqi was actually looking forward to these medical school professors giving her a surprise.

She couldn't be bothered with the infighting among these professors.

"Let's hurry up, everyone, so as not to delay the police officers' work."

Seeing that Yu Anqi, who was in charge of the team, had no objections, Chen Yizhen felt relieved and looked at the group of professors to give instructions.

The professors finally stopped delaying and stepped forward to examine the items.

Everyone here is a medical student, and now we teach medicine. Whether it's traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, we've all seen corpses before, so naturally we won't feel any fear or discomfort.

These are the tough guys who can stand at a morgue with fried rice in their hands, eating, watching, and commenting all at the same time. This is child's play for them.

"No problem. A linear ligature groove is visible on the skin of the neck, with bleeding in the soft tissue at the edge of the groove. The location of the bleeding matches the deceased's hanging position, which is clearly suicide."

The professors from the forensic medicine department of the medical school were the first to step forward and quickly provided a professional conclusion.

"The entire skeleton should be intact, with no external injuries. Judging from the physical characteristics, the possibility of internal bleeding is also unlikely. It is indeed suicide."

"The tongue coating is normal in color, and there are no abnormalities on the skin, which means it's not poisoning... So, Professor Ye, are you just teasing us?"

Soon, apart from Chen Yizhen and Song Fuling, all the other professors had finished their examinations, and Du Zhongjing and Hua Zhenghao gave their final conclusions with unpleasant expressions.

It was suicide; it has absolutely nothing to do with homicide.

"...Could I have guessed wrong?"

Hearing the conclusions of the medical school professors, a hint of disappointment appeared in Yu Anqi's bright eyes.

Of course, while medical school professors are considered authorities, the most accurate conclusions for autopsy results can only be reached after anatomical examination and testing.

Given the medical skills of these people, there is a chance they might misjudge, but it shouldn't be too big.

However, there is another possibility: someone might be deliberately misleading the process and not conducting a thorough inspection at all.

But as an outsider, she couldn't get involved in this kind of thing, even though she was a police officer.

In the end, Yu Anqi could only turn her gaze to Ye Bai.

This young man was targeted by medical school professors led by Du Zhongjing and Hua Zhenghao.

"Alright, things have come to this. If no one has any objections, let's all disperse. Teacher Ye, you should also pack up and go back to where you came from. The path of medicine is probably not really suitable for you..."

Hua Zhenghao began to draw his conclusions and directly expelled the man.

Du Zhongjing nodded and said, "Since it wasn't murder, it means that Professor Ye failed his trial lecture. I can't represent the medical school, but I can declare on behalf of the Traditional Chinese Medicine major that Professor Ye is not qualified to be a lecturer in our department."

Chen Yizhen and Song Fuling both frowned upon hearing this, but before they could speak, Ye Bai sighed helplessly.

"...I mean, are you two really going to go this far? Just to get rid of me, you're willing to treat human life like dirt? You didn't even bother with a proper autopsy, just went through the motions?"

"It's fine if I leave. It was your Vice Principal Chen who invited me here time and time again. It's fine if you're shameless, after all, we're all adults."

"But have you ever considered the devastating damage the medical school's reputation would suffer if the police's autopsy report ultimately proves it was homicide rather than suicide? Is that the outcome you want?"

Ye Bai looked at Du Zhongjing and Hua Zhenghao with clear eyes, yet with a hint of unsettling depth.

Upon hearing his words, all the professors at the medical school changed their expressions drastically, including Du Zhongjing and Hua Zhenghao.

At that moment, they suddenly realized that Ye Bai was probably not exaggerating.

If it were to become known that these medical school professors examined the body and ultimately found nothing unusual, and then the police investigation confirmed that it was not a suicide, then the entire Jingzhou Medical College would become a laughing stock among medical schools!

A reputation built up over decades can be completely destroyed in an instant!

The consequences are not just serious, they are downright terrifying!

Even with all the people present combined, they couldn't bear that kind of responsibility!

"This new teacher is quite something..."

Yu Anqi's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light as she looked at Ye Bai again.

"Then tell me, what's wrong with this corpse?"

Hua Zhenghao and Du Zhongjing exchanged a glance and then asked, forcing themselves to be brave.

They were starting to feel guilty because, just as Ye Bai had said before, they hadn't really looked closely during the inspection; they had just gone through the motions.

Ye Bai ignored the two of them and walked to the corpse.

At this moment, Chen Yizhen and Song Fuling had already squatted down and were carefully examining the body.

They hadn't stepped forward before because they trusted the abilities of Du Zhongjing, Hua Zhenghao, and others.

But Ye Bai's words reminded them that if they relied on this group of slackers, the medical school would probably go out of business.

"The color around the corpse's forehead is a bit off..."

Song Fuling was the first to discover the suspicious points.

"There is a black line-like substance on the inner wall of both eyelids. This is not a sign of illness, but rather poisoning!"

Chen Yizhen's expression changed, and he exclaimed in shock, jumping up from the ground. He said with a mixture of surprise and anger, "Teacher Ye's conclusion is correct. Dong Yang did not die by hanging, but by poisoning!"

Dong Yang is the name of the deceased student, and some teachers have already recognized him.

These words shocked everyone present, and Du Zhongjing and Hua Zhenghao were completely dumbfounded.

When they asked the question, they were actually still hoping for the best.

Now I realize that those who were jumping around all the time were the real clowns...