Chapter 224: Death Notice of Fate's Judgment

Qin Liang kept his head down, seriously counting the corpses on the ground, identifying them one by one, and examining their injuries and causes of death.

Qin Liang's autopsy technique was highly professional; he had originally intended to use it on Feng Mu, but unexpectedly, it ended up being used on the prisoners.

Counting them one by one—one, two, three—Qin Liang reconstructed how these corpses died in his mind, describing it in a single word: horrific.

Indeed, almost no corpse was intact; each was missing parts to some degree, especially one whose entire skeleton was loose and muscles twisted and deformed, like an old rag doll carefully stitched back together by a skilled tailor.

The only relatively intact corpse was the one whose facial bones he was now touching.

In Qin Liang's judgment, this corpse should have been the last to die, having suffered little pain before death; the expression on its face had not fully stiffened, still retaining a sense of life, feeling somewhat springy and soft to the touch.

Qin Liang was completely immersed in the world of autopsy, unable to recall when he had last examined a corpse with such meticulous detail.

His palm gently caressed those cold, motionless corpses, and with each touch, his inner fear and unease gradually subsided.

"Corpses are better, after all. Corpses are honest, quiet, and can have their bones and hearts cut open for people to see, unlike the living who are good at lying, skilled at acting, and hide their inner malice and cunning beneath exquisite flesh and blood."

Qin Liang's fingers gently slid over every inch of the corpse's skin, as if caressing a long-lost lover, and he seemed to have rediscovered his original intention as a forensic doctor.

At that moment, Tian Tao rushed in with a face full of anxiety and rage.

Before his figure had fully appeared inside the door, his roar like thunder had already swept across the corridor ahead of him, echoing within the incineration room.

"What's going on? How did all the prisoners in the incineration room die?"

Qin Liang glanced at Tian Tao, whose eyes bulged and face looked ferocious like an angry bull, then glanced at Feng Mu, whose expression remained gentle and calm.

Suddenly he felt that some people, though alive and kicking, were no different from corpses—just a pile of flesh and bones, simple and transparent.

"How wonderful it would be if everyone in the world of the living were like Tian Tao, but unfortunately…"

A long sigh rose from deep within Qin Liang's heart; he had a strong premonition that perhaps within two days, he could personally dissect Tian Tao's corpse.

His desire to retire grew stronger; he withdrew his gaze, unwilling to participate further in the living's intrigues, and began writing the autopsy report with undivided attention.

He wrote slowly, stroke by stroke, and in great detail.

Case Number: 2330425-FXEJQA-XXXX

I. Basic Information

Deceased Name: Chen Ya

Gender: Male

Age: 27

Identity Information: Prisoner of Section A, Light Supervision District, Second Prison of District Nine

Place of Death: Incineration Room, Second Prison

Time of Death: Year 233, April 25

II. Corpse Surface Examination

Corpse Length: 177

Weight: 61

Livor Mortis: No obvious livor mortis has appeared yet, consistent with the time of death.

Rigor Mortis: Localized slight stiffness of muscles throughout the body, consistent with the time of death.

Appearance: Apart from obvious signs of violence on the neck, no other significant external injuries on the corpse surface.

III. Neck Injury Description

Obvious twisting marks visible on the neck, with severe damage to muscles and soft tissues.

Cervical vertebra 【specific vertebra】 severely fractured, with dislocation.

Carotid artery and veins ruptured, with extensive bleeding in surrounding tissues.

Thyroid and esophagus show no obvious damage.

IV. Internal Examination

No fluid in the thoracic and abdominal cavities, no obvious lesions in internal organs.

Extensive bleeding visible inside the neck muscles and soft tissues, consistent with characteristics of violence during life.

V. Cause and Manner of Death

Cause of Death: Cervical fracture and blood vessel rupture caused by violent neck twisting, leading to acute hemorrhagic shock and nerve damage.

Manner of Death: Violent death.

VI. Conclusion

Prisoner Chen Ya, in a closed environment, joined with several prisoners to attack prison guards, thereby provoking justifiable defense by the guards; his neck was injured and broken by hand, and he died instantly.

……

As Qin Liang wrote, the deaths of nine prisoners slowly fell onto paper.

Soon, this stack of autopsy reports would be stamped with a red seal, submitted to relevant departments of the Executive Government, deleted from the Citizen Household Registration System, accounts closed, completing an irreversible death.

Feng Mu did not respond to Tian Tao's roar at first; he watched Qin Liang finish writing the autopsy report, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at the tightly closed door of the incinerator.

Then he looked at Tian Tao, his complexion visibly turning cold, and said in a deep voice: "Captain, they suddenly attacked me, and then I killed them. That's all."

Tian Tao's expression was ferocious; he glared fiercely at Wang Cong. His thinking was simple: since Feng Mu was alive, something must have gone wrong in some link.

It couldn't be himself who had a problem.

The District Chief couldn't have a problem.

The prisoners were all dead, so they couldn't have a problem either.

The only problem could be Wang Cong; he had betrayed himself and the others.

Tian Tao gritted his teeth and coldly asked: "Is it that simple? They attacked you; there must be a reason, right?"

Feng Mu's pupils shrank; he hadn't expected Tian Tao to ask such a stupid question. He narrowed his eyes, and his voice became unprecedentedly cold:

"Indeed, I'm also very curious why they would attack me collectively like madmen. I even seriously asked them, Captain Tian Tao, guess how they answered me?"

Tian Tao's expression stiffened, realizing he shouldn't have asked such a stupid question in front of so many people.

The prison guards around them were indeed all tensely pricking up their ears, their gazes like silk threads, weaving back and forth between Feng Mu and Tian Tao, carefully capturing every subtle change in the two men's conversation.

They were not fools; how could they fail to hear the ill will and hidden implication in Feng Mu's tone?

Feng Mu had done this on purpose; he had always played the role of a gentle man, and now was the time for him to bare his fangs, but merely the deaths of some prisoners were not enough to fully move this group of prison guards.

He needed to sacrifice one or two more lives of weight to shock them.

Tian Tao was one of those Feng Mu had chosen.

Tian Tao stared fixedly at Feng Mu, speaking harshly but acting cowardly: "How would I know?"

Feng Mu frowned slightly, pondering for a long time, until those around began to seem somewhat anxious and uneasy, before he slowly relaxed his tightly knit brows; his tone softened, and he chuckled:

"They wanted to speak, but I didn't hear, I didn't give them a chance to speak, because, I was afraid they would frame you, Captain."

Tian Tao's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, dropped back into his stomach; he gave a cold snort, trying to conceal his guilt, but his tone remained harsh:

"Frame me? Why would they frame me? What does this have to do with me? Feng Mu, I warn you: you can eat rice indiscriminately, but you cannot speak words indiscriminately."

Feng Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold gleam shining through slits as fine as needlepoints; his voice suddenly became sinister and low:

"Captain seems dissatisfied that I made them shut up; then I can only ask Captain to go down and ask them properly for me."

Tian Tao's eyes widened, staring at Feng Mu in disbelief, with stormy waves surging in his heart: "Is he threatening me? Threatening me in public? Has Feng Mu lost his mind to anger?"

Feng Mu paid no attention to Tian Tao's shock and anger; he looked around at everyone's stunned faces, very satisfied that everyone understood the malice in his words.

"Just a joke, Captain, don't be so nervous, or you won't be able to sleep at night."

Feng Mu chuckled, saying a teasing sentence; this witty remark might not be fully understood by the prison guards present at this moment, but it did not matter.

Because, when they woke up the next morning, they would suddenly realize everything.

Feng Mu was not threatening Tian Tao at all; rather, in full view of everyone, he had issued a... Death Notice of Fate Judgment upon Tian Tao!!!

…….

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