"What do you mean by that?" Lu Qing asked.
He didn't understand the autopsy process, and had just watched the coroner busy himself for quite a while, taking everything very seriously. He assumed that this was a serious and thorough procedure, but from Zhu Yu's reaction, it was clear that wasn't the case.
Never mind a small-time coroner from Shuo Country, even if the Capital Governor were standing here, Lu Qing would choose to trust Zhu Yu's judgment without hesitation.
"I can't estimate how long this person has been dead, but definitely not within an hour, nor even today." Zhu Yu sneered, reaching out to feel Jia Jun's neck, "If he had died only around an hour ago, his skin would merely be slightly cool to touch, possibly not even noticeable.
This corpse is ice-cold now, meaning he must have been dead for at least twelve hours." Zhu Yu rolled her eyes.
