"Don't worry, I won't mess anything up. You can direct me from the side."
Su Qiao rotated her wrist and skillfully began dissecting the corpse.
Du Muhan wanted to step forward and stop her, but he was afraid that acting rashly would damage the corpse, so he could only stand tensely to the side with a sour expression.
When he saw Su Qiao skillfully dissecting the corpse, handling everything with perfect precision and not damaging a single organ, even preserving the tendons and ligaments completely intact, he was utterly stunned.
He rubbed his eyes hard.
It wasn't a dream.
This girl, who specialized in psychological profiling and looked somewhat arrogant, really did possess exquisite dissection skills.
Moreover, she dissected the corpse methodically and effortlessly.
She looked so relaxed and at ease, as though she wasn't dissecting a corpse at all, but simply sketching a picture. The entire process flowed smoothly, completed in one seamless motion.
"Female victim, between eighteen and twenty-eight years old, height between 158 and 165 centimeters, weight approximately 105 jin. The bones are intact, with no damage or signs of poisoning. The organ surfaces show some corrosion, but no contusions."
"The edges of the wound on the neck are clean. The murder weapon was probably an axe or something similar. Also, the killer either possessed tremendous strength or harbored an enormous hatred for the victim. They struck without the slightest hesitation."
As Su Qiao dissected the corpse, she reported the general information and data she had obtained. Then she set down the knife, drew a tube of bone marrow, and inserted it into the rack, bringing the dissection to an end.
"Judging from the color of the lungs and trachea, the victim inhaled a drug such as ether before her death. Then someone strangled her with something