"Oh? That seems to make sense, ah hahaha! Suddenly I feel so great!"
"So, it's normal for you to be different from other women. Actually, if our family hadn't been a family of coroners back then, do you think my family would have objected? My parents are both police officers, so I wouldn't be like you, facing obstacles from my family. Perhaps I'm luckier in that regard..."
I said seriously, but Ling Xiaotao gazed intently into my eyes, as if something had grown on my face, and she couldn't look away. It made me wonder, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing, I've noticed that this is the most you've spoken to me since we met."
"Uh, usually I'm talking to Liu Yuning, you know, that..." I deliberately mentioned Yuning in front of her, just to remind her that I already had a wife, so she wouldn't overthink things. But she seemed to realize it belatedly and said, "I understand. You might have heard some rumors from He Xin. Don't worry, I'm not interested in you as a coroner, and I'm not interested in anyone for that matter, unless it's a corpse..."
"Uh." I immediately thought, do you want to marry a corpse in the future? I felt that Ling Xiaotao's interest in forensic medicine wasn't just ordinary, but extremely profound. Perhaps I had misunderstood her initially. The reason she confronted me was likely because I was on opposite sides with her back then. Her actions weren't because she looked down on coroners, but because she was worried that forensic medicine would be insulted in my hands.
With that thought, I also felt guilty about some of my past actions. Perhaps Ling Xiaotao had this idea long ago. If it weren't for this experience, some of the barriers between us might never have been removed, and we wouldn't have been able to open our hearts to understand each other.
Regardless, she had helped me a lot this time. I then said, "What's the situation with Ma Biao's body now?"
"Xie Chuchu and Zhang Keying should have completed the autopsy. I'll find a chance to get you a copy of the report. You just rest here!"
"Please!"
For someone like me, if I could get the autopsy report, I might find some clues. I couldn't perform the autopsy myself now, but after so much, I believed that even without me, Xie Chuchu and Zhang Keying wouldn't make any mistakes.
I followed Ling Xiaotao's instructions and returned to bed to rest. I didn't know how much time had passed. Ling Xiaotao still hadn't returned. I checked the time; it had been over 10 hours. Why hadn't she returned yet? According to a forensic doctor's working hours, she should have finished work long ago.
At that moment, I really had the urge to call her, but I didn't have a phone. Even if I did, I wouldn't call. Because contacting anyone now was very dangerous. Xiao Yuande and his team were probably still watching me. Although this guy had a good relationship with me before, he was always clear about public and private matters. He wouldn't show me any mercy or care just because I was the leader of the Punishment Team. If he saw me, he would arrest me immediately. I couldn't blame him for being cold; knowing his personality, I knew he would definitely do this, after all, I had worked with him for a long time.
Conversely, Gao Mingqiang and Liu Yuning might give me a reprieve. Thinking of this, I suddenly heard the door to the room being pushed open. Through the dim light, I saw Ling Xiaotao's face. She had finally returned! She still seemed to have the smell of formaldehyde on her. She held a report in her hand: "This is a copy. I'll go take a shower first!"
"Thank you, Xiaotao!" I said sincerely grateful again and quickly took the report, reading it carefully.
The deceased, Ma Biao, 26 years old, male, 1.72 meters tall, weighing 120 jin. The fatal injury was a wound on his chest, which, according to experimental comparison, should be a dagger. The weapon entered the dead man's costal cartilage. The wound was uniformly shaped, characteristic of a stab wound caused by a single-edged blade. The wound length was 2.5 cm.
"I didn't, don't talk nonsense. My heart only has Yuning..."
"Heh heh, men are all the same, that's why I'm not interested in living people. You scumbags are not as good as a dead person!"
Uh... Ling Xiaotao's words hit me like a blow, but when I put on a professional expression, she stopped joking with me.
Ling Xiaotao thought seriously and analyzed the report with me. It was I who spoke first: "It required anesthesia, which proves Ma Biao didn't know the person. He must have arrived at B503 before me, and the murderer was also there. When I heard the commotion and came here, the murderer had already drugged and tied up Ma Biao, then held me hostage when I arrived, threatening me to deal with Ma Biao. But in reality, I didn't hold the dagger that stabbed him after the curtains were closed!"
"There's no evidence for that either, it's just your word. Do you have any proof?" Ling Xiaotao asked, staring at me with an expression that suggested I should explain.
I knew she was just being reasonably suspicious. If she really didn't believe me, she wouldn't have brought me home.
I analyzed calmly. There were no surveillance cameras in that area at the time, and no one else saw the actual situation in B503. Therefore, my claim of being a victim had no basis and no one could prove it. On the contrary, in A502, everyone clearly saw me killing someone, and the scene was even recorded by the law enforcement recorder. This could be considered ironclad evidence.