There is a god in the sky

Chapter 27 The Yicun Murder Case 9

With permission, Wei Lanxiang opened her toolbox, took out a roll of leather sheath, and pushed it open. A row of tools were neatly inserted into the sheath.

Xiao Ji curiously stepped forward to look at the tools again and again. He recognized some of them, but had never seen them before.

Moreover, he had never seen a coroner's toolbox contain so many things.

He wanted to ask, but his gaze was quickly drawn to Wei Lanxiang's actions.

She looked up at the deceased's head, moved a candle to the tip of the deceased's nose, and looked closely.

Then, she took out a sharp knife and slit open the corpse's chest.

The group held their breath, somewhat frightened, but still stared intently.

Xiao Ji couldn't help but glance at Wei Lanxiang's expression. Most of her face was covered by a white cotton cloth, but her eyes were exceptionally calm.

Her movements were incredibly swift, without the slightest pause. Her knife was quick and precise. By the time Xiao Ji came to his senses, he saw that she had already put down the knife and taken out a needle and thread to begin sewing.

"This..." Isn't this too fast? Did she figure something out?

Wei Lanxiang stitched up the body and then covered the gap with a powder puff, so that it wouldn't be noticeable unless you looked closely.

Sui Feng exclaimed in amazement, "No wonder outsiders say that Miss Lanxiang has an unparalleled skill in burial and makeup. This is simply incredible."

He leaned closer to examine the marks on the corpse, marveling at them.

Wei Lanxiang handed a handkerchief to Xiao Ji, "The one on the left is duckweed found in the deceased's trachea, and the one on the right is moss found under her fingernails. These two plants are very common."

Last night when I went to the Wang family's house, I saw a large water vat in the yard. I wonder if it contained moss or duckweed.

Xiao Ji took a deep breath and a smile appeared on his face.

"Miss Wei has been a great help."

Wei Lanxiang took off her gloves and said while tidying up her toolbox, "Although Granny Wang is old, she is strong. To drown her, the murderer must be very strong and taller than Granny Wang."

She turned to look at Xiao Ji and said, "Lord Xiao has met my godfather. He is thin and small, so it would be difficult for him to kill someone and move the body. Besides, his clothes were not wet last night."

"Okay, I've got it." Xiao Ji was very satisfied with her performance tonight.

He instructed Suifeng, "Send Miss Wei back."

Wei Lanxiang declined his offer, saying, "No need to see me off, I know the way well at night."

After saying that, he left without waiting for their reactions, carrying his toolbox.

The mortuary was eerily quiet.

A gust of wind blew by, causing the white lanterns to sway erratically, their dim light giving off an eerie and ghostly atmosphere.

Xiao Ji then realized that the ten candles that had been burning were also taken away, which explained why the light was much dimmer.

He shook his head and chuckled, "This girl is truly skilled and daring."

After returning home, Wei Lanxiang took a bath and changed her clothes, but couldn't sleep, so she went to the Wang family's house.

She can tell at a glance whether there is duckweed in the water tank.

Two members of the Wang family died in succession, and villagers avoided them when passing by.

It was still dark, everyone was still asleep, and there wasn't a soul on the road.

Wei Lanxiang jumped over the wall and went straight to check the large water vat.

The Wang family members weren't particularly diligent. The water vat had been used for many years, and indeed, moss grew on the walls, and a few duckweed floated in the water.

After looking around the water vat several more times, they found a small tuft of hair in the gap between the bluestone bricks.

She carefully put away the clump of hair, which was gray and white. It could have belonged to Granny Wang, or it could have belonged to the murderer, but it could never have belonged to her godfather.

Old Master Wei's hair was completely white.

Footsteps sounded behind her, and Wei Lanxiang subconsciously turned around to see a dark figure standing behind her.

"Oh, it's Lanxiang. What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Wei Lanxiang took a step back, leaning against the water vat, and asked in a deep voice, "Then why is the village chief here?"

Village Chief Li stepped forward, leaning on his cane, and answered in a steady voice, "Well, I couldn't sleep at night, and I was thinking about the Wang family, so I came to check on them."

Neither of them spoke for a moment.

Wei Lanxiang stared at his hand and suddenly asked, "Village Chief Li, has the injury on the back of your hand healed?"

Village Chief Li instinctively covered the back of his hand, then realized that in such light, the other person couldn't possibly see the injury on the back of his hand.

He took a step back, put his hands behind his back, and, abandoning his previous gentle tone, asked in a gloomy voice, "Lanxiang, why do you have to meddle in other people's business?"

Wei Lanxiang remained silent.

“I know you are capable and know about coroners, but you are really not suitable for this job as a young lady.”

"You mean an autopsy?"

Village Chief Li shook his head with regret: "A young lady should just embroider and wash clothes. If she touches dirty things, she won't be able to get married in the future."

"You don't need to trouble yourself with that."

"Hehe, I just thought you were pretty and didn't want to waste a flower like that."

Village Chief Li walked towards Wei Lanxiang, leaning on his cane.

His expression was sinister, and his eyes brazenly scanned Wei Lanxiang's body.

"That skinny little mute girl from back then has grown up and is quite beautiful."

Village Chief Li revealed a lewd smile and reached out a hand to grab Wei Lanxiang.

"Village chief, at your age, how many young girls and wives have you harmed? You killed Guihua, didn't you? But I don't understand, why did you kill Granny Wang? Did you also like women her age?"

"Ha, that wicked woman, she used to sell her daughter-in-law to me for her own amusement, and now that she's lost that income, she's trying to blackmail me. Who does she think she is?"

"So you killed her?"

"He's just courting death."

Wei Lanxiang suddenly remembered that in the past few years, the proportion of women in the families holding funerals in Baiyi Village seemed to be higher, but no one reported it to the authorities, and people just died and that was that.

“Lanxiang, your godfather is getting old. Why don’t you come with me? I guarantee you a better life.”

"An old cripple, dreaming big!"

"You...you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!" Village Chief Li straightened his back, and Wei Lanxiang realized that he was very tall. No wonder he could strangle Guihua and drown Wang Pozi.

"Village chief, you're so old, how could you do something so beastly? Aren't you afraid of going to the eighteenth level of hell after you die?"

"Haha, others may care about what happens after they die, but I don't."

He threw down his crutch and lunged at Wei Lanxiang, trying to cover her mouth with his hand. In his palm was a handkerchief that emitted a strange smell.

This old man is probably using this drug to rape the women in the village.

Most women who lost their virginity dared not tell anyone, leaving him to abuse them.

Wei Lanxiang nimbly dodged his hand and went around to the other side of the water vat.

A small knife landed in her palm. She gave Village Chief Li one last chance and asked, "Village Chief, are you willing to come with me to the government office to turn yourself in?"

Village Chief Li smiled dismissively, "Don't waste your time. Let's talk after you can get out of this yard today."

Village Chief Li had murderous intent.

But it would be a waste not to enjoy such a beautiful girl before she dies.

Wei Lanxiang stopped running, her expression a mixture of disgust and pity, and gently waved the other person's hand away as they reached out.

A flash of cold light, and the sharp knife precisely severed his tendon, causing blood to gush out.