Snowflake White (3)

  I strongly agree with Nie Qiuyuan's judgment, because there are other things in the picture of the volume that corroborate this point.

  "Take a closer look at the lines around the wound." I pointed to the scribbles on the file and said to Ye, "It's this slash on the neck, these short and uneven lines around it should all be referring to the wound. A wound like this is indeed mostly seen in cases of suicide."

  If there are several parallel wounds of varying lengths and depths near a fatal wound, this is called a tentative wound or hesitation wound in forensic medicine, which is characteristic of suicide.

  Why is this happening? Isn't it easy to understand? You want to die, but your body doesn't necessarily want to! Pain and fear are human instincts. Moreover, without specialized training, where did you get the skill to accurately find the artery?

  So, it often takes several cuts to cut off the artery, like this deceased person, who didn't even have her artery cut off, just injured. She must have died of hemorrhagic shock in the end, and all the stab wounds on her body were not fatal at first, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to run out so far.

  "Oh? This is quite interesting. When I examined the corpses of suicides before, I indeed saw such a situation, but didn't think of it that way." The night's eyes shone with light.

  "Are you going to see the corpse of the suicide? Isn't this person a professional thief?"

  "Uh, I mean, Qiuyuan told me about it, he's mentioned it to me before. Actually, I've seen it too, but I didn't notice, however, I'm quite interested in these things, otherwise why would I tell you about them?"

  It's true, I sighed. My feeling about Master Yuye is that he doesn't care enough about Nie Qiuyuan's affairs, and what's more, this person is particularly nosy and loves to get involved in other people's business.

  "So, Miss Mei was forced to marry, had long been determined to die, that night she made an appointment with Liu Sheng, sneaking him into the mansion, just to see him one last time. The two bid farewell, agreeing to part ways after this life, and Miss Mei took out a dagger to end her own life. Unexpectedly, Liu Sheng returned for some reason, and happened to witness this scene. So, Miss Mei used up her last bit of strength to run away, just to clear Liu Danqing's suspicion?"

  I leaned my cheek on my hand, tilting my head to gaze at the night.

  Yè nodded: "However, Liǔ Dānqīng always said that he chased after her but didn't find Miss Méi. He chased her to the garden, where he was overcome with grief and exhaustion, and then fell to the ground, not moving again. This can be believed because there were hardly any bloodstains on his clothes."

  The truth of the case has actually been found by Qiū Yuǎn, but there is an inexplicable problem in it. I believe that Qiū hesitated because he couldn't solve this problem. This problem, with the research level of ancient times, may indeed be unsolvable, because they didn't have a large number of examples to analyze and compare.

  "So, who exactly took off her clothes?" The question asked by Master Yinye was the very one I had been thinking about in my mind.

  If Miss Mei was the one who committed suicide and Liu Danqing didn't catch up with her, then who undressed Miss Mei's clothes after she died in the secluded woods, and why did they want to undress her?

  Isn't this the appearance of a third person? Then who is this third person? Is the previous judgment wrong? Is Liu Danqing telling lies? I think Nie Qiuyuan was suspicious because of this.

  "It was she who undressed herself." I said to Yè.

  Under the night mask, his eyes widened in surprise. He was stunned for a while before saying: "I don't think you're talking nonsense, but what's the point of stripping off one's clothes when one is about to die?"

  This situation is extremely rare, because most people may not have the strength to undress themselves. So, Miss Mei probably died a very painful death, perhaps because she was caught by Liu Danqing, and she didn't have time to inflict enough severe injuries on herself, she bled to death slowly.

  This is called "The Dunning-Kruger effect".

  When a person suffers from severe head trauma or massive blood loss, it can trigger rapid changes in body temperature, causing a feeling of intense heat, similar to being roasted in a true fire crucible. In such cases, if the person still has the ability to move, they will remove their clothes one by one until they are completely naked, this is what is called "discarding clothing phenomenon".

  This thing was originally not in the textbook because it is very rare and can be ignored in practice. However, since Zhang Yang often takes me to do chores, I have actually seen this phenomenon once. If it weren't for that one time, I wouldn't know about it either.

  It was the scene of an ordinary home invasion robbery, where the perpetrator robbed and stabbed someone before fleeing, with blood all over their body when they were caught. The bloodstains were extracted for DNA testing, which undoubtedly belonged to the deceased. There were also bloody fingerprints and footprints at the scene, which were identified as belonging to the perpetrator, and the knife was found in the perpetrator's home. Logically speaking, this evidence is solid, and the perpetrator has confessed and surrendered to justice.

  There is one thing that can't be explained, the criminal said they killed someone in the east house, but the person actually died in the west house, and the blood-stained clothes were taken off on the floor of the west house. The criminal denies taking off their clothes, and the color of their undergarments doesn't match what was said either.

  I was extremely confused at the time. However, Zhang Yang immediately judged that it was a case of abandonment, because from east to west, there were large amounts of bloodstains, which were the deceased's own crawling traces.

  "In all the years I've been handling cases, this is only the second time I've seen something like this. Consider yourself lucky to have witnessed it once." Mr. Zhang said with his usual arrogant expression and a raised corner of his mouth.

  I was very excited and later specifically looked up some information about the abandoned equipment phenomenon and asked Teacher Zhang a lot of questions.

  I didn't expect it, but I actually used it today!

  "Is there really such a thing?! I've never seen it before!"; At night, after listening to my explanation, he was just as surprised as I was when I first heard this theory.

  You've never seen a dead body before? You're a thief, not a detective! Seeing one or two corpses is just good luck! There are many detectives who go their whole lives without encountering a single case like this.

  And how can the Tang Dynasty compare to our big data era, where all the country's criminal cases are in our database. And you, spending your whole life, how many cases can you handle?

  "Because I come from another world, a world that understands more than you do." I said with a smile.

  "So, tell me about yourself"

  "World, is it good?" The eyes of the Master of the Dark Night sparkled with light.

  I gazed at the exquisite mask on his face, and a cunning idea suddenly popped into my mind: "No way, that's a very interesting thing, can't just tell you for free. You have to treat me to dinner, every time you treat me to dinner, I'll tell you a little bit."

  "He suddenly burst out laughing: 'Please, I'm a shadow-like person, how can I invite you to dinner in this state?'"

  "I don't care, if you want to listen, figure it out yourself."

  "Uh-huh, I see." The handsome man thought for a moment and nodded, "Then let's listen again next time. Thanks for today."

  "Don't thank me, think about how to help me instead!"; I reminded him that we had an agreement between us. But when I lifted my head up, what appeared before my eyes was a bright red persimmon.

  The pale hand of the young master held a persimmon, suspended in front of me. The persimmon was medium-sized, with bright colors and a plump shape, its thin skin seeming to be on the verge of bursting, looking like it would be extremely soft and sweet, making my mouth water just by looking at it.

  I don't know where he got this persimmon from, nor do I know how it ripened to such a state. If he had hidden it on himself, how could it not have been crushed?

  "Really, today is Frost's Descent."

  On Frost Descent day, I'm not a farmer, so I definitely won't remember it. In modern society, the 24 solar terms are all neglected except for the few that are holidays. What's special about Frost Descent?

  The old man said that if you don't eat tomatoes on Frost's Descent Day, your lips will crack in the winter. If your lips crack, they won't be pretty anymore!

  Somehow, the man's smiling belly language warmed my heart a little. It turned out that he not only knew how to mock and tease me, but also thought I was "beautiful". And, today he even brought me red tomatoes on purpose.

  Outside, there is a persimmon tree that has borne abundant fruit with great vigor, not at all showing the "one persimmon no accomplishment" situation I was worried about. The crimson persimmons have climbed onto the white frost flowers, so beautiful, yet also carrying a hint of faint sorrow as winter approaches.

  I hold the persimmon in my hands, and I feel a little confused, with a hint of fear for the future.

  Love can also be deadly. What am I like in Autumn's heart? He is so silent, so unfathomable, so cold and distant. If in the end, I have no way to enter his heart?

  What does a love that is devoted but has no result bring to people? I thought of Liu Danqing and the late Mei Er, and soon-to-be-born Bai Juyi's few sentences somehow jumped into my mind:

  "Alive, I am perplexed; dead, I am perplexed. Most of all, things perplex me and make me forget what cannot be forgotten."

  "Human beings are not made of wood or stone, all have feelings... better not to meet a beauty who can overthrow a city..."

  More than half of the night has passed, so I slept very little and had a nightmare. When the dawn broke me, I pushed open the window, took a breath of cold air outside, and saw that there was indeed white frost outside.

  This is the first time I've felt the significance of Frost's Descent.

  Then I was surprised to find that on the bedside table, four small plates were neatly arranged with steaming buns, crispy corners, roasted buns, desserts, and a small bowl of appetizers placed beside them, another small bowl was hot millet porridge.

  Exquisite to the extreme, it's obviously the sign of the famous wine house "Jing Ya Ju" early in the morning.

  My mood suddenly improved. I jumped out of bed with a start and prepared to begin a vigorous day with a beautiful morning tea.

  This is probably the first meal Young Master Yu Ye has treated me to.

  The author's loving tips

  It's already October. This year's Frost Descent is on October 23rd of the Gregorian calendar. Don't forget to eat red persimmons!