Speaking of that father in the 21st century, the only adjectives Ji Yunshu could use were “speechless” and “helpless”!

If she hadn’t insisted on applying for the facial reconstruction major when she went to university back then, perhaps she would have already been “cultivated” by her senior forensic medical examiner father into an excellent yet perverted forensic examiner.

Because since she could remember, the most common things at home weren’t toys and children’s books, but various strange knives and tools and a whole bunch of messy experimental specimens.

Therefore, Ji Yunshu truly resisted these things, so she resolutely gave up the forensic medicine major and chose facial reconstruction instead. But because she had followed her father in and out of various laboratories since childhood, after so many times, she was influenced by osmosis. Even without a forensic medicine certificate, she was absolutely comparable to a professional forensic examiner!

Yet who would have thought that after transmigrating here, she would be doing the profession she liked least!

Who to blame?

Still had to blame her perverted father!

Who told him to take her to the laboratory whenever he had nothing to do, and also convert their home into a small laboratory, causing her to inhale excessive toxic gases.

As a result, during surgery, she died!

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but sigh.

She replied, “Perhaps because my price is fair, the yamen uses one person for multiple jobs.”

How pitiful!

Getting a sketch artist’s monthly salary while doing three jobs!

“Don’t worry. This prince will have Magistrate Liu give you a raise later.” Jingrong was very generous, then immediately added, “For now, you finish handling this prince’s case.”

Hearing she could get a raise, Ji Yunshu’s heart bloomed with joy. You must know, she had long had her eye on a new set of ink brushes at Mo Bao Studio. The price was extremely high, and thrifty as she was, how could she bear to buy them!

“Then Your Highness, how much raise?” Her little eyes rolled around smoothly.

Jingrong’s face stiffened. Had this person fallen into a pile of money?

Little thing!

“As I said, first finish this prince’s case. As for how much raise, it depends on this prince’s mood.”

“Great!”

Ji Yunshu immediately perked up, working even harder to feel around the skull bone on the corpse, then began examining the corpse, extremely focused!

Jingrong beside her pondered deeply, seeming somewhat hesitant. His Adam’s apple rolled up and down before he finally asked.

“Master Ji, suppose… if given a pile of white bones, could you draw their appearance?”

While Ji Yunshu carefully examined the deceased, she asked seemingly casually, “Well-preserved ones?”

He nodded.

“How old?”

“From over ten years ago.”

“How did they die?” Ji Yunshu asked again, though her gaze didn’t move from the corpse.

Jingrong didn’t understand. “Does it matter?”

“Of course it does.”

Ji Yunshu simply straightened her body, her two blood-dripping hands hanging motionless in front of her, and turned to look at him.

She explained, “If it was natural death, the skeleton would shrink by a certain proportion from the original appearance, and the facial features would also deviate slightly, so one must pay attention to this when drawing. If drowned, the bones soaked in water, then the area below the cheekbones would curve upward to a certain degree, leading to differences between the lip and nasal bones. If hanged or strangled to death, then…”

Before she finished speaking, Jingrong interrupted her.

“Burned to death.”

Ji Yunshu was thoughtful and didn’t answer.

“Can’t you?” Jingrong asked tentatively.

“Didn’t say I can’t. Just need time.”

“How long?”

Ji Yunshu detected that Jingrong seemed very nervous in his words. Asking these questions for no reason must have significant implications!

She asked him in return, “How many are there in total?”

Jingrong’s eyes darkened, and he slowly uttered from his mouth, “Seventy-two.”

“Uh…”

Ji Yunshu was slightly stunned!

This was the first time Ji Yunshu had heard of such a shocking case.

Jingrong’s eyes were urgent, wanting to know the answer.

Finally, after some deliberation, Ji Yunshu gave a timeframe.

“If nothing unexpected happens, it might take as long as a year.”

“That long?” Jingrong was shocked.

Hey, hey, hey! Do you think I’m an appraiser who can just scan with some instrument to determine authenticity?

Those were corpses burned to death over ten years ago! And there are as many as seventy-two!

Her forehead wrinkled. Ji Yunshu said, “Your Highness, I only have one pair of hands, one pair of eyes. Even if I don’t eat, drink, relieve myself, or sleep, I couldn’t possibly draw those portraits in a short time.”

Jingrong knew he had been too hasty. He took a deep breath and didn’t speak.

“How is it that Your Highness suddenly brings this up? Could it be…”

Before she finished, Jingrong shook his head. “We’ll discuss this matter later. You examine the corpse carefully. How much raise you get depends on yourself.”

It was clearly you, Your Highness, who invited me to talk.

These retorting words, Ji Yunshu naturally didn’t say aloud. It was still better to take advantage of this corpse being “fresh” and finish the case first.

Examining the corpse from left to right, up and down, Ji Yunshu simply turned the corpse over, revealing the charred black back and pitch-black buttocks.

With just one glance, Ji Yunshu discovered something at the lower end of the corpse’s back, one inch above the upper end of the buttocks.

This place was somewhat strange!

The surrounding area had been burned to charcoal, but this round patch with some fine lines in the middle had flesh that wasn’t as black in color.

Why?

Jingrong noticed her expression and asked, “Discovered something?”

She pointed at that round area. “Your Highness, look. Why isn’t the color of this patch of flesh as black as the surrounding flesh?”

The round shape wasn’t large. Without looking carefully, one couldn’t tell.

“This shape… is very strange.” Jingrong narrowed his eyes.

Ji Yunshu deliberated carefully, and her eyes suddenly brightened. “It’s as if when the deceased died, their back was pressing on something, and that thing must be fireproof. So when the corpse was burned, only this patch wasn’t burned thoroughly, and it even left an impression.”

Jingrong nodded, agreeing with her view.

However…

“Since they died in a building, having something under the body doesn’t seem particularly unusual.” Jingrong analyzed.

This point naturally couldn’t be denied, but Ji Yunshu’s intuition told her that thing definitely wouldn’t be so simple!

Just at this moment, there was suddenly a loud crash from outside, like the sound of something falling to the ground.

Ji Yunshu and Jingrong exchanged glances and walked outside in unison.

They saw Fu Bo collapsed on the ground, beside him the large pot that had fallen to the ground. The pot of newly changed white vinegar water inside had all spilled out!

“Fu Bo.”

Ji Yunshu nervously ran to Fu Bo’s side and crouched down to check on him.

Not caring about her hands stained with fresh blood, she directly helped Fu Bo up, only to see blood all over Fu Bo’s arms and his clothes torn.

This… was a sword wound!

Jingrong also noticed the sword wound on Fu Bo’s arm and immediately sensed something.

And in the blink of an eye, several black-clothed people leaped down from the roof beams. Each had their face covered, holding swords in their hands, thrusting mercilessly toward Jingrong.

Ji Yunshu’s eyes widened, utterly shocked!

Could that prince be stabbed to death?

However, the facts proved she had underestimated that Buddha.

She saw Jingrong’s robes billowing in the wind. With a casual wave, he caught seven or eight long swords with his sleeves, then suddenly yanked. As he turned around, he steadily avoided them!