The lighting in the mortuary was a stark white, and the equipment made of stainless steel around the area glistened coldly.
In this atmosphere, Tang Yanqing leaned forward, gazing closely at Sean's body.
Sean was already pale in life, and at this moment he appeared even more hauntingly so. His body had undergone an autopsy, leaving stitches along his torso.
—He didn't look like a real person, more like a doll sewn from leather.
Observing the scene, Neil dutifully explained, "Apart from the fatal wound on the fourth cervical vertebra, there are multiple stab wounds on his body. However, none of these wounds were fatal, and considering the suspect's skillful technique, none were near major arteries. This rules out the intent to cause bleeding to death."
Tang Yanqing squinted at the left side of the body's chest area, where there were several clustered stab wounds. She then signaled Guan Liang to come over.
