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Su Mu, a young Taoist adept in medicine and divination, with an elegant demeanor, resolutely joined the forensic department of the Jianghai City Public Security Bureau as a man.
His arrival was like a stone thrown into a still lake, instantly stirring up a tempest in this typically subdued department.
Various discussions and speculations surged like a tide; some curious individuals wondered why he would choose such an obscure and challenging profession, while others questioned whether he could truly handle the job, given that forensic work requires rigorous scientific knowledge and entails confronting scenes that most people would find unbearable.
However, Su Mu displayed an extraordinary calmness and composure in the face of these external voices. He was acutely aware that he had come here with a significant responsibility, and time was of the essence.
On the third day after his arrival, a challenging case presented itself—an unidentified male corpse was discovered at a desolate construction site on the outskirts.
When everyone arrived at the crime scene, they were met with an overpowering stench of decay that was almost nauseating.
The body was in an advanced state of decomposition, unrecognizable and difficult to look at.
Colleagues from the forensic department donned thick masks, their faces etched with seriousness.
At that moment, an experienced senior forensic expert approached Su Mu and briefly outlined the current situation: "Preliminary assessments suggest that the time of death exceeds one week. As for the exact cause of death, we cannot determine it yet. Moreover, we found no items at the scene that could identify the victim; it seems the perpetrator has cleaned up all traces meticulously."
After listening to this information, Su Mu nodded slightly to indicate his understanding. However, unlike his colleagues who eagerly moved closer to examine the body, he took his time to survey the surrounding environment first, his sharp gaze capturing every minute detail of the scene.
His keen eyes were like those of a hawk, missing no clue or hint.
Finally, he discovered some extremely subtle traces: scattered on the ground were bits of soil that clearly did not belong to this construction site, standing out starkly against the surrounding environment.
There were also scratches that seemed casual yet were evidently covered up intentionally, as if they were whispering a hidden story.
Moreover, there was a faint smell of blood lingering in the air; although weak, it was an undeniable presence for someone as experienced as him.
"The deceased must have been here before," Su Mu said gravely, his expression serious.
Before he finished speaking, he strode purposefully toward the horrifying corpse, squatting down without hesitation to begin his meticulous examination.
His colleagues exchanged glances, each displaying a hint of surprise.
After all, the body before them was highly decomposed and unrecognizable, making it hard to imagine what clues could still be gleaned from it.
However, they all understood well that Su Mu was no ordinary person; his ability to solve cases was exceptional. Perhaps this time he could indeed turn decay into something miraculous and uncover significant findings!
To their astonishment, Su Mu did not pull out a scalpel or any conventional tools. Instead, with practiced ease, he carefully retrieved several ancient copper coins from a worn cloth bag he carried with him.
He closed his eyes tightly, murmuring incantations as if communicating with some mysterious force.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide and waved his arm, scattering the copper coins around the corpse like petals falling from a celestial maiden.
"What is this...?" a young forensic doctor, new to the field, could not contain his curiosity and asked.
"Divination," Su Mu replied without turning back, his tone firm and steady. "I need to harness the power of these ancient symbols to seek out the soul of the deceased that lingers here, hoping to obtain some crucial clues from it."
The forensic team around him held their breath in nervous anticipation, even unconsciously pausing their breathing.
Despite their long-standing belief as staunch atheists, firmly convinced that science could explain all phenomena, the extraordinary displays exhibited by Su Mu had begun to shake their original convictions.
At this moment, they had to admit that this forensic expert, who hailed from a Taoist background, seemed to possess some mysterious abilities beyond ordinary understanding.
Su Mu chanted softly, his hands constantly shifting through intricate gestures as he performed an enigmatic divination technique.
With his movements, the already tense atmosphere in the room grew increasingly eerie.
It was as if subtle waves were rippling through the air, akin to the disturbance caused by a stone thrown into a calm lake.
Simultaneously, a faint whispering sound crept into the ears of those present, sending chills down their spines.
Suddenly, Su Mu's expression shifted dramatically as if he had sensed some crucial clue. He abruptly stood up, his eyes wide open and piercingly fixed on a specific spot on the chest of the corpse before him.
Then, in a deep and serious voice, he exclaimed, "There's something wrong here!" As he spoke, he extended his right hand and pointed directly at an area on the corpse's chest that appeared severely decayed.
The other forensic experts quickly gathered around to examine it closely.
After a careful exploration and inspection, they were astonished to discover that beneath what seemed like ordinary decay lay a tiny wound that was almost imperceptible.
Moreover, this wound was deep and appeared to nearly penetrate the entire chest cavity.
Upon seeing this, one of the forensic experts couldn't help but exclaim in shock, "What kind of weapon could inflict such a terrifying injury?"
Su Mu remained silent, his gaze intensely focused on the deceased before him.
He carefully retrieved several slender silver needles from the cloth pouch he carried with him. The needles glimmered with a cold light, as if imbued with some mysterious power.
Taking a deep breath, he accurately inserted the silver needles into several acupoints on the corpse's chest.
At the moment the needles pierced the skin, a chill seemed to spread from around the body, causing the temperature in the entire space to drop several degrees.
Su Mu's expression grew serious as he spoke softly, "The weapon used by the murderer is a flying needle. This is an extremely insidious and lethal concealed weapon, designed specifically to precisely seal a person's meridians, allowing the victim to slowly succumb to death in extreme agony."
Upon hearing the term "flying needle," the forensic experts present couldn't help but collectively gasp.
They were well aware of the rarity and terror of such a concealed weapon, for anyone skilled in using flying needles must possess a profound understanding of human meridians and acupoints, along with exceptional skill—far beyond that of an ordinary person.
"In my opinion, this deceased must have offended some powerful figures during their lifetime," Su Mu said as he slowly stood up, shaking his head with a sigh before continuing, "It seems this case is far more complicated than we imagined."
For Su Mu, who was just starting out, encountering such a challenging situation with his first case—murder by flying needle, an unknown murderer, and scant clues at the scene—was daunting.
However, despite the numerous difficulties, a fire of determination ignited within him. He vowed to uncover the truth behind this mystery.
He knew he could not give up; he had to find the murderer quickly to avenge the deceased and protect the peace of Jianghai City.
He began to employ his skills in both Taoism and medicine, step by step revealing the truth behind this case.
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