Chapter 105: Chapter 105 Afraid of Everything Related to ‘Death Chapter 105: Chapter 105 Afraid of Everything Related to ‘Death “Hiss!”
Upon hearing her words, Constable Wei also understood the seriousness of the matter.
“Constable Wei, I have a few questions that you need to clarify for me.”
Lin Caisang looked at Constable Wei and spoke slowly, seriously, and carefully.
“First: Who advocated for Third Young Master Gong to be buried normally, rather than cremated? Second: What terrible deeds had Third Young Master Gong committed before his death? I am certain that the strange disease he contracted was intentionally inflicted by someone. The third and most crucial point: Please prepare the corpse of the woman who was pregnant when she died. I need to perform an autopsy!”
“Okay, I will handle this immediately.” Constable Wei nodded.
In the dilapidated courtyard of the Gong Residence, the pregnant woman’s corpse had already been placed inside a room.
Lin Caisang lingered around the entrance, casting glances at Ya Molian, who was standing next to her. Finally, she braced herself, clenched her teeth and stepped into the room.
“It’s good that you’re here, otherwise…”
I would have scared myself to death. I must admit, I’m terrified of dead bodies.”
“Don’t worry, I’m here. Continue your examination,” said Ya Molian, moving the oil lamp in his hand closer to her to comfort her.
If he couldn’t figure out Lin Caisang’s odd behavior by now, then he wouldn’t be the Ya Molian who had endured so many years. The girl was clearly scared of everything related to death.
Lin Caisang muttered a vague answer. She didn’t want to show her fear in front of others. It was embarrassing.
“What’s strange about this corpse?” Ya Molian asked her.
The corpse had been buried in mud. Though it was spring and the weather was cool, it had started to decompose, emanating a strong stench. Both of them wore masks, which somewhat filtered the terrible smell and prevented them from vomiting.
“It’s not so much that the corpse is strange, but more like the woman’s death is strange.” Lin Caisang stared at the swollen belly of the corpse as she spoke.
Ya Molian agreed completely with her observations. He nodded, his gaze also focused on the belly, his eyes somewhat unfathomable.
“Generally speaking, a woman, no matter how desperate her life becomes — even to the point of wishing for death — would not drag her child with her into death. The reason for her death must be unusual. What do you think?” he asked.
“Unusual? That’s an understatement.”
Lin Caisang muttered, though of course, Ya Molian couldn’t see.
“According to the Gong family servants, Third Young Master Gong was surrounded by a plethora of beautiful women. Any woman who displeased him would be locked away and forever ignored. But this girl was different. Even after escaping several times and being captured again, she was well cared for and pampered. She was even carrying Third Young Master Gong’s child.”
“So, what does that mean? Could it be that Third Young Master Gong just changed his ways?” Ya Molian countered.
Even he didn’t believe his own explanation; he just wanted to hear more of Lin Caisang’s analysis.
“I don’t know if Third Young Master Gong’s nature changed, but this woman’s did, and quite rapidly at that.” Lin Caisang wasn’t caught up in conversations about Third Young Master Gong’s disposition. She was more interested in the unborn child inside the dead woman.
She covered the woman’s belly with a cloth and then felt around it with both hands.
“I estimate that the child inside her is about five-months-old. Brother Molian, if it was because she was bearing an unwanted child and felt compelled to die, why didn’t she do it within the first five months? Why did she wait until her pregnancy had progressed to five months?”