Chapter 1203 He Is Too Stupid, He Misses His Mother so Much...

No one knows what is going on, not even Xiao Li.

Further autopsy became necessary, but the aspects involved made it difficult for everyone.

"Anatomy? What is that?"

Sister-in-law Huang burst into tears and asked sobbing.

Xiao Li explained to her briefly, using as implicit a word as possible.

But Mrs. Huang understood it after listening to it halfway, and her eyes widened immediately.

Huang Daze was even more excited: "No, no! Your body, hair and skin are affected by your parents, how can you hurt them so easily! No! No!"

Xiao Li hurriedly said: "I will sew her up and make her whole."

"No, no!"

Xiao Li used to follow her mother in solving crimes in Jiangnan, and she often encountered family members of victims who were unwilling to do autopsies. Everyone had their own reasons, but the bottom line was that they didn't want their relatives to remain incomplete after death.

Xiao Li doesn't quite understand this concept, because he has been used to seeing his mother cutting up corpses since he could remember it.

My mother said that if we want to restore to the greatest extent all the information about the victim's last moments of life, an autopsy is necessary.

But my mother also said that the ancients valued integrity, just like the eunuchs in the palace. Before they died, they would go to the treasure room to get back their treasures, so that they could have a complete body and be a complete person in the next life.

So you can't say that people who don't want to dissect are pedantic or wrong. Everyone's starting point is different.

Xiao Li didn't understand it at the time, but his mother didn't need him to understand. She might have thought he was too young, so she was just saying it.

Then his mother told him how to communicate with the family members and try to use the gentlest way to let the corpse enter her autopsy room.

Xiao Li learned a lot through his eyes and ears, but this was his first time doing it himself.

He had done the dissection and his mother had stamped his technique, but he was still a layman in communicating with the family members.

Both Huang Da and Mrs. Huang disagreed, and other villagers were also vague. However, the village leader Chen Tai suddenly stood out from the crowd, stared at Xiao Li and asked, "Are you really sure?"

Xiao Li nodded heavily: "Although there is a shortage of tools, I have made narcotic and psychedelic drugs myself. I know the principle. As long as I take out the spleen and lungs of Miss Erbao, I can see it with the naked eye. Has she been drugged?"

Take out the spleen and lungs and take a look?

Huang Da and Mrs. Huang disagreed even more hoarsely!

Xiao Li clenched his fists. Although he was still fighting for it, his expression was already frustrated...

After all, he is not his mother. If he were his mother, he would definitely be able to convince them...

He is too stupid, he can't speak, and he can't do anything well...

I miss my mother so much...

"Is there no other way?" Some villagers asked unbearably.

Xiao Li shook his head. After shaking his head, he began to feel aggrieved again. He sniffed and muttered: "I can really sew it back..."

Dahu stood next to Xiao Li and didn't know what to do when he saw this. He could only quietly get closer to "big brother" and comfort him silently.

Chen Tai was silent for a long time. After a while, he pulled Huang Da aside.

When Huang Da came back, he gritted his teeth and let go.

His eyes were red and his fists were clenched tightly: "The village chief is right, catching the murderer is the top priority. If the villain is not found, other girls in our village may be killed!"

This sentence was like a revelation, causing the villagers to be in an uproar.

Everyone's attention was focused on the murderer of Erbao, but they never thought that they might also become one of the victims.

Huang Da's realization immediately moved everyone. Everyone came over in twos and threes, some patted him on the shoulder, and some cast grateful glances at him.

But Xiao Li was very excited. He took the temporarily borrowed short knife and said to the villagers: "Can you please lend me an empty room and move the body of Miss Erbao there? The autopsy can be done." Not here."

Empty houses are easy to find. The seaside villages are vast and sparsely populated. If you want to build a house, as long as you have people at home, you can build it yourself at any time. A family of three can live in a small courtyard with three or four rooms, let alone households with a large population.

The empty house was not big, but it had good light and windows. The person who moved Erbao was Huang Da, who carried his daughter here alone.

Xiao Li kicked everyone else out, leaving him alone in the room.

After all, the short knife is not a scalpel, and the feel is much worse.

Xiao Li used wine to disinfect the blade while peeling off Er Bao's clothes.

When cutting, he used the cross-cutting method that his mother usually used. Xiao Li was not a big-hearted person. To be on the safe side, he even made a rough draft. After cutting, the first thing he checked was the spleen and lungs.

If someone was given anesthesia before death, the spleen will be in an abnormal state.

After Xiao Li checked it, he carefully put the spleen and lungs back, and he had the answer in his heart.

Miss Erbao had indeed received anesthesia. Judging from the contraction of her spleen, she was under general anesthesia.

Xiao Li also made anesthesia, which was used when his mother had surgery, but he knew that no one except him and his mother would know about this method of medicine, and of course, this murderer could not do it either.

But the anesthetic effect caused by this murderer in Miss Erbao's body was no less than the anesthetic they exclusively produced.

You must know that the anesthetic they make is made from dozens of raw anesthetic plants, which are blended and baked in order to achieve the level of numbness that makes people's senses completely fall into deep sleep.

The process is complex and time-consuming.

But the murderer's anesthetic was as good as theirs.

There are two explanations. First, the anesthetic used by this murderer is hundreds of times better than theirs. Second, the other party also has unique medicine refining skills.

Xiao Li prefers the second option.

Because he and his mother couldn't find good anesthetic herbs, so they mixed a variety of anesthetics. And if they couldn't find the herbs, could the murderer find them?

With an idea in mind, Xiao Li started to suture.

While he was stitching, he was still thinking about the case.

In fact, at this point, he already had a vague portrait of the murderer, which he judged based on the wounds on Erbao's body, the position of the hanging rope, and the distance between the branches of the big tree.

If you want to hang an adult girl with your bare hands, the other person must first be a man, then a tall man, and the last characteristic is left-handedness, but this is not enough.

There is a scope, but it is not enough to completely find the murderer.

"What else?" He murmured to himself, and at the same time guessed, if my mother was here, what else could she find?

At this moment, the stitching has reached the end, and there is only one tightening stitch left.

Xiao Li lowered his head, trying to tie a more beautiful bow, but when his eyes shifted slightly, he suddenly froze, and then his whole body seemed to be shaken.

Two quarters of an hour later, the door to the empty house was opened.

Outside the door, none of the villagers left. Everyone waited patiently. When the door opened, everyone who was sitting stood up, and those who were standing far away came closer.

Xiao Li looked around at everyone, and after a moment, he looked at Huang Da: "One thing, I was wrong."

Huang Da suddenly became nervous: "Wha, what?"

Xiao Li said: "Miss Erbao is not a young girl. Although she was not raped before her death, she... gave birth to a child..."