The bedroom is all pink, with pink walls, a pink wardrobe and even the bedding is all pink.

  However, at this time, there was a corpse lying on the bed in the bedroom, and it was still covered with a layer of white cloth.

  I walked to the bedside and lifted a corner of the white cloth to take a look. The corpse looked like a noblewoman, but at this time her skin had already turned greenish, her face was very calm and peaceful, without any unusual appearance.

  I frowned and asked Director Luo: "Has the body been examined?"

  Luo Bureau immediately walked outside and brought in a blue file folder. After taking a look, he said: "The body has been preliminarily examined at the scene, but the cause of death is still unknown."

  I'm also puzzled. If it's really such a bizarre death, the most likely possibility is that it was done by a ghost, but I didn't feel any yin energy or demonic energy on this corpse.

  "Director Luo, wait a minute." I took out my phone and called Hong Zhuo. For this kind of thing, among the people I know, only Hong Zhuo is the most professional.

  Hong Zhuo asked on the other end of the phone: "Hey, Xiao Feng, what's wrong?"

  "I said: 'Hong Zhuo big brother, I have something to ask for your help, do you have time?'"

  "I have an emergency later, can't leave."

  I looked at Director Luo beside me and said, "Just wait, you'll be able to leave soon."

  I hung up the phone and said to Director Luo: "Director Luo, help me bring someone over, he's a professional in this area."

  About half an hour later, Hong Zhuo was led in by a police officer in his twenties. After entering, Hong Zhuo looked around and saw me, asking: "Xiao Feng, what's going on? Why are there so many police?"

  "I said: 'Something's happened, it's like this.'"

  I lifted the white cloth covering the body and told Hong Zhuo about what had happened.

  Hong Zhuoyi listened to my account and also became interested. He walked over to the corpse and asked Director Luo: "Is there a toolbox? A toolbox for dissecting corpses."

  Luo Bureau Chief was taken aback, furrowing his brow and saying: "This is very important evidence, it can't be casually destroyed, are you sure?"

  "If even Brother Hong can't figure out what's going on, then your subordinates will definitely not be able to either." I said confidently beside him.

  Hong Zhuo is after all a transmitter of the "Medical Book", which records various medical techniques of the ancient Chinese nation. If he can't check it out, I feel that those other police officers probably won't be able to find anything either.

  Director Luo nodded after hearing what I said and called in a young policeman. He whispered something in the young policeman's ear, who quickly came back with a white toolbox.

  "What do you want? My wife is already dead. Do you still want to desecrate her body? You bastards, don't be allowed to do this!" Just then, Zhao Zhigang's face turned sorrowful and indignant as he tried to rush in to stop Hong Zhuo, but was dragged out by two police officers.

  Director Luo turned around and rushed to the police outside, saying: "Stay outside, I didn't call you, you are not allowed to come in."

  Yes

  The policeman at the door responded and then closed the house door.

  "This Zhao Zhigang is really pitiful." I looked at Zhao Zhigang's appearance and felt a bit uncomfortable in my heart. It seems that he and his wife had a very deep affection for each other, and after his wife died, he didn't even allow her body to be moved outside.

  Hong Zhuo took out a pair of gloves from the toolbox, put them on skillfully, and then wore a mask. He looked at the tools for a moment, then stripped the corpse naked and began to examine it all over.

  I'm still a little virgin after all, always feeling a bit embarrassed, looking back at the scenery outside the balcony, Luo and Hong are both expressionless.

  Hong Zhuo examined the corpse while saying: "Don't you think it's strange? If he really loved his wife, when his wife died under unclear circumstances, he should be the most eager to know why his wife died. But his reaction is a bit strange."

  "It's just human nature." I coughed and said casually.

  "That's not necessarily true." Director Luo looked at Hong Zhuo with admiration and said: "This gentleman is quite observant."

  Hong Zhuo didn't respond, but instead continued to examine the corpse for over ten minutes. Only after that did he cover it with a white cloth and say to me, "We can head back now."

  I turned around and saw that Hong Zhuo's face didn't look too good, so I asked: "What's wrong, Brother Hong? Is there a problem?"

  Hong Zhuo furrowed his brow and nodded: "I've examined this corpse, there are no external injuries, if there's really a problem somewhere, it would be that the deceased has a contusion on their forehead."

  Hong Zhuo lifted up the white cloth, revealing the deceased's head for us to see.

  I went up with Director Luo to take a look.

  The bruise wasn't very obvious and you couldn't see it if you didn't look carefully. It was similar to a small abrasion. I said: "This kind of wound, this person definitely didn't die from this, right?"

  "Of course not. If it was a blunt object that caused the death, first, there wouldn't be just such a small wound left behind; second, the wound would definitely have a lot of bruising, but this mark from being hit doesn't meet these two conditions. However, it's not ruled out that the deceased died because of this." Hong Zhuo furrowed his brow and said: "The autopsy can't easily overlook any clues."

  Director Luo praised and asked: "Sir, which department's forensic doctor is this? The observation is so meticulous."

  "When I was in college studying forensic medicine, these things were common knowledge, nothing special." Hong Zhuo rubbed his chin, looking at the corpse thoughtfully before asking Director Luo: "I want to dissect the deceased's head and take a look inside."

  Director Luo said as soon as he heard: "Is it just here? There are no tools here either. Otherwise, wait until the body is transported...

  "The time for autopsy is very precious. Every minute that passes may cause the evidence in the body to disappear. I need to find out the cause of death of this corpse first. If we still can't find the cause of death in the end, then it should be an unsolved case."

  "I heard it and said beside me: 'It's unlikely that ghosts did it, there is no yin energy around here.'"

  "That's uncertain, let me check first." Hong Zhuo said and took out a small surgical knife from the toolbox, cutting towards the head of the corpse.

  I swear, someone told me before that doctors are the most perverted and disgusting profession, I didn't believe it at first, but after seeing Hong Zhuo dissecting this corpse's head, I believed it.

  This guy used a scalpel to cut open a small hole and kept scooping out some brain pulp, blood and other things. I was watching from the side and almost threw up. Even Old Luo, who was standing beside me, turned pale.

  Today is Xiaojiao's birthday. Because I'm going out to drink and have fun with a group of friends, there will only be two updates today. Hope everyone can forgive me, it's just once a year. Finally: 'Happy Birthday to Me, Happy Birthday to Me, Happy Birthday to Me, Happy Birthday to Me', didn't sing off-key, did I?