I pressed the play button and played back the recording.
Bai Yidao's face slowly turned from red to green, and then lost all color. I laughed and said, "What crimes are destroying police unity and malicious slander, Officer Bai? You should be clearer than me, right?"
Bai Yidao was at a loss for words for a while, stuttering, "What do you mean by malicious slander? Do you have evidence again?"
"Yes, I also recorded your attempt to frame us just now." I said.
This was completely bluffing him, in fact I didn't record this part.
Huang Xiaotao chuckled and said in a low voice, "Song Yang, you really have it, I really want to give you a nickname - 'Recording Maniac'."
"No, no, this nickname is too ugly." I shook my head again and again.
Bai Yidao was so angry that his lips turned blue: "You, you, you, you...what do you want?"
"Just apologize, and the matter is over." I said.
"You wish!" Bai Yidao stared with widened eyes.
"Then let's wait and see!" I waved at Huang Xiaotao and the others, "Let's go."
Just as I turned to leave, Bai Yidao suddenly called us back. He came over, hesitated for a long time, and said, "I was wrong just now, I offended you all, don't take it to heart."
"Didn't your father teach you how to apologize? Say sorry!" I said righteously.
Bai Yidao clenched his teeth tightly and bowed to Wang Yuanchao, "Instructor Wang, I'm...I'm sorry."
"That's better. It's been such a waste of time. Let's go examine the corpse." I said.
On the way back, Wang Dali said excitedly, "Bro Yang, you were so awesome just now, completely different from your usual self."
"You flatter me too much!" I said modestly, "When dealing with this kind of person, the more polite you are, the more arrogant he becomes."
"Hahaha, this guy was first beaten up physically by Uncle Wang, and then mentally by you. It was such a wonderful show. He has a lot to reflect on." Wang Dali said.
Our group walked towards the morgue. Bai Yidao probably couldn't swallow this insult and slipped away halfway. I had a special investigation warrant signed by the deputy bureau chief, giving me full authority over the task force. In name I was his superior and had the right to discipline him for slipping away.
But I knew Bai Yidao's dad was the captain, and he didn't care at all about losing some wages. I didn't want to keep beating the drowned dog, so I didn't bring it up. Let him go! Out of sight, out of mind.
On the other hand, Luo Weiwei had been glaring at me viciously the whole way. I guessed she wanted to get back at me on behalf of her boyfriend when we examined the corpse!
I thought to myself that her plan had completely backfired. The morgue was truly my battlefield!
The morgue was very cold. White cold air poured down from several air conditioners like waterfalls, giving me goosebumps. Three iron tables held three corpses, covered by white sheets stained with blood that had frozen into ice crystals.
Wang Dali chickened out again, saying, "Bro Yang, do you need anything? I'll go buy it for you now."
"I have to look at the corpses first. It's too cold here. Go to the car and get the coats we brought." I ordered.
"Okay!" Wang Dali went out after speaking.
I went to the sink to thoroughly wash my hands with soap, preparing to examine the corpse. I found no rubber gloves and asked Luo Weiwei, "Where are the rubber gloves?"
Luo Weiwei snorted coldly and took several pairs of rubber gloves out of a metal cabinet, throwing them at me.
"Thanks!" I answered stiffly, giving Huang Xiaotao and Wang Yuanchao each a pair. Before putting them on, I took out a mint tin from my pocket and poured out three black pills from it, black with a hint of green. I distributed one to each person.
"What's this, candy?" Huang Xiaotao held it in her hand and looked it over.
"Su He Xiang Wan. It's made from dozens of fragrances like frankincense, menthol, buffalo horn, musk and aloeswood. It can stimulate your senses, calm your mind, and dispel evil qi. I'm afraid the smell may not be good when examining the corpse later." I explained.
Huang Xiaotao held it doubtfully in her mouth, her expression immediately changing drastically. "My god! As soon as it entered my mouth there was an unusual fragrance, stronger than mint, I feel like my whole nose is cleared up."
I smiled. "You got it, it also has the effects of invigorating qi, relieving pain, and clearing nasal passages and lungs."
Wang Yuanchao also put it in his mouth, and his poker face also changed slightly, his sword-like eyebrows raised and his pupils contracted a little. I knew the feeling of experiencing Su He Xiang Wan for the first time - refreshment!
I said, "This is a recorded method of warding off stench from the The Collection of Cases to Wash Away Injustice. Don't chew it, the effects can last over two hours."
Huang Xiaotao laughed. "Song Yang, you're more and more professional now. By the way, give me a few pills later and I'll show them off to my colleagues."
I waved my hand. "Get real, do you know how much I spent on these medicinal ingredients? One tiny pill is worth dozens of bucks."
Luo Weiwei scoffed disdainfully. "What's the point of making little pills, just wear a mask." She then took out a perfumed tissue and put it in her mask.
This girl only knew one side of it. Forensic doctors use scalpels and various advanced equipment to examine corpses and don't need to use their own nose and ears. But coroners don't dissect bodies and rely on tools. We need to fully utilize our senses during the examination, so I never wear a mask.
According to The Divine Essays on Solving Dungeons recorded in The Collection of Cases to Wash Away Injustice, an ancestor called Song Shennong not only used his eyes, ears, nose and hands, but also licked and tasted the corpse, blood, and even feces during examinations. That chapter was extremely hardcore! Through this bizarre method, the ancestor summarized a lot of valuable practical experience. Although I may never use this knowledge in my lifetime.
After putting on the gloves, I went over and lifted the white sheet over the first corpse. This was the wife of the family of three, dead in an extremely miserable state. Huang Xiaotao couldn't help gasping, her eyes wide open in shock.
The corpse's clothes had been cut off already. The skin was stiff from the cold, paper white.
The condition of the corpse was even more exaggerated than Section Chief Liao's description! The entire right half of the face was sliced off along with the flesh, from above the right eye to the base of the neck. The eyeball was also cut in half, with just a small piece of flesh connecting the bottom. She had at least twenty plus stab wounds on her body, mostly on the torso. The skin around the wounds was split open, exposing the blood-red muscle and white fat underneath, and even the bones were visible in some places. Several slits were also cut open in the abdomen, with the intestines hanging out.
One cut went straight through the navel, exposing the uterus, which was about the size of a fist, faintly showing a peach blossom shape inside. One of her hands was chopped off. The severed hand's five fingers were clenched tightly, placed next to the corpse, as if before leaving the body this hand had been gripping a cleaver tightly.
Looking at this miserable corpse, it was hard to imagine this brutality was committed by the husband who lived with her day and night!

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”