Miss Truth
Chapter 258 - 163: Trap

Chapter 258: Chapter 163: Trap

"Indeed, what does that have to do with anything?" Even though County Magistrate Song had not understood the autopsy terms that Ran Yan had mentioned earlier, seeing Liu Qingsong’s attitude, he did not dare to show too much disrespect.

"Does the deceased have any tattoos?" Ran Yan examined the entire body carefully, her gaze lingering on the areas where large patches of blood had adhered.

Liu Qingsong glanced at the body, which had its abdomen slashed and intestines spilled out, and said, "There are few wounds on the back and no tattoos have been found. The limbs and abdomen are severely damaged, and there is too much blood, which needs to be cleaned up before we can see clearly, especially on the abdomen and the forearms..."

When a person is attacked, if there really is nothing to hide behind, they will instinctively use their arms to fend off the attack. The right arm of this corpse was shattered, the bones were broken, so it was impossible to see if there were any tattoos.

After a moment of consideration, Ran Yan asked County Magistrate Song, "I heard that the beggar was found in a deep alley, with the sky overcast and torrential rain pouring down. How did the embroiderer discover the beggar’s body?"

County Magistrate Song responded, "The embroiderer has a kind heart and has continually given charity to Liu Wen. She was worried that Liu Wen would have no place to shelter from the heavy rain that day, so she brought him an umbrella, only to find a corpse that had long been dead."

Liu Qingsong did not join in the conversation between the two but instead had people set up partitions with white cloth around the body and began to clean the corpse.

The matter of the embroiderer did not seem suspicious, and Ran Yan slightly raised her eyebrows, "How old is the embroiderer? What does she look like? Does she have a family? What is her relationship with Liu Wen?"

A hint of impatience flashed in County Magistrate Song’s eyes, but for the sake of Liu Qingsong’s face, he still answered, "The embroiderer, named Luo Ling, is around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, still unwed to this day. She was quite attractive in her prime at the age of twenty-eight, but now she is an old maid. There’s an eighty-something-year-old grandmother in her family; the two of them depend on each other for a living. According to the neighbors, Luo Ling doesn’t know Liu Wen. The charity she gave him was simply out of the kindness of her heart."

Ran Yan nodded, not continuing to ask further, and simply stated, "Of the three victims, two were once prison guards."

It’s not difficult to leave behind the lowly profession of a prison guard and not be born into a lowly class, yet it’s also not an easy matter. The two victims who were once prison guards were of similar age; would it be that they left their lowly status in the same year?

After a long silence, Ran Yan suddenly asked, "You mentioned that the deceased, Feng Zhao, came into a small fortune, which allowed him to leave his lowly status. So, is the person who died in the inn also someone who left their lowly profession after coming into money?"

"So what if it’s true? There are plenty of people who have partnered up in business, made money, and left lowly professions. Is that so strange?" County Magistrate Song had already shown a hint of impatience. Even though Ran Yan behaved differently from ordinary wives, he did not think she could have any insight into the case.

Seeing his expression, Ran Yan felt that whatever more she said would be futile and thus did not continue to provoke a response, quietly observing the environment nearby instead.

Wan Lu had already thrown up her bile and continued to heave.

The moon was beautiful, and the sky was full of stars. If it weren’t for the heavy, sweet smell of blood in the wind, it would have been a nice place to enjoy the night view.

The crackling sound of torches occasionally mixed with Wan Lu’s retching.

"Ran Yan, come over here and look!" Liu Qingsong suddenly yelled, startling the government officials around him.

Ran Yan hurried over, and Liu Qingsong looked up at her, lifted the corpse’s damaged forearm, and gently shifted the remaining skin with tweezers, "See that?"

The tattered flesh hung on the bone, cleaned by Liu Qingsong, and the blue-green lines of the tattoo were clearly visible, "Can you make out what the picture is?"

Liu Qingsong shook his head, "The elbow was chopped at least seven or eight times, the tattoo isn’t big, and it was already difficult enough to find this piece of skin."

County Magistrate Song also came over, and upon hearing that this corpse had a tattoo too, he suddenly remembered what Ran Yan had mentioned earlier: among the three victims, two were once prison guards.

Immediately, County Magistrate Song ordered, "Someone!"

"Here!" An arrest officer responded.

"Go to the County Government and check the records, when did Feng Zhao and Zhang Xuan leave the government office! After that, check which cases the two of them worked on during their time at the office, and who was detained in the cells!" Now this was all he could look into, and County Magistrate Song was somewhat anxious. Feng Zhao was from the Feng family of Luoyang, and although not a direct descendant, he was said to have done quite well in Luoyang, receiving special treatment from Feng Master...

Ran Yan had to give County Magistrate Song some credit. It turned out he was not so muddled after all and knew the possibility that a wrongful case from many years ago could have led to today’s retribution.

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