Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

With a lollipop propped in her mouth, Harper Chu opened her toolbox skillfully and said to her colleague, Diego Guo, "This one is
going to be a bit difficult. I am still trying to figure out the best way to cut it open for further examination."
"Harper, you are a forensic expert. Can't you behave more professionally by avoiding eating anything while examining the
corpse?" Diego Guo requested and continued to look at Harper Chu expectantly. This was something he had always wanted to
say.
Harper Chu was a very beautiful woman. But in spite of her beauty, she was still single at the age of twenty-eight. Men were
pulled towards her instantly when they saw her. However, all of them fled away when they became aware of her passion for
dissecting corpses.
"Diego, don't you know that sweet sugar is good for activating brain cells? I believe it helps me in doing my work more
proficiently. In fact, I think you should try one," Harper Chu suggested and rummaged through her bag to find a lollipop for Diego
Guo. With a cute smile, she handed it over to him.
When he saw that, Diego Guo's face darkened. "No! Forget this and let us get back to work. I heard this corpse belonged to a
high-ranking official. It's said that he has managed to gain a lot of confidential information. Considering all this, it seems obvious
that his murder was committed so as to stop him from leaking that information. I don't understand what our leader was thinking.
Why did he send us here to examine this corpse? I am pretty sure he knew this was a dangerous job..."
"Stop talking!" Harper Chu interrupted him. Quickly, she ripped off the dead man's belly and found a key in his stomach. "See!
Here is a key."
"What key?" Diego Guo asked curiously and leaned forward to get a closer look.
Harper Chu cleaned the key, looked at it carefully and said, "It's a key to some bank custody. The victim must have swallowed
the key before being attacked."
"I heard that his house was turned upside down. Could it be that the murderer was looking for this key?" Diego Guo asked,
sinking deep in thoughts.
"Diego, you should immediately inform our leader about this discovery. But make sure nobody else gets to know anything about
this," warned Harper Chu, grinding her teeth.
"Okay." Diego Guo immediately turned around and went away, leaving Harper Chu alone with the key and corpse. In his
absence, she continued the examination as if nothing had happened. Just when she was about to sew the corpse, a cold gun

was pointed toward her head.

"Give it to me," a familiar voice said, trying to stop her from what she was doing.

"What? Why does it sound like you are involved in this matter, Diego?" asked Harper Chu. She had instantly recognized that this

voice belonged to her college Diego Guo.

"Harper, I don't want to kill you. Make it easy for me by giving me the key." Diego Guo's hand, which was holding the gun, began

to tremble. "I am dead serious. If you hand over the key to me, you will be safe. We can go around pretending as if nothing has

happened..."

Before Diego Guo could finish his words, Harper Chu moved. She used her scalpel to cut his wrist and knocked off the gun in his

hand. But before she could yell out for help, she felt a sharp pain course through her chest. Blood began to ooze out of her body,

slowly turning her white uniform into red.

shouted at

she fell to the floor. She felt a chill

colleague

Harper Chu opened her eyes again, she saw a ruthless executioner holding a machete. The scene

a prisoner's head was about to be

and was about to struggle. However, her neck was sore and

and she

her, her sister began to let out a cry.

carefully and slowly recalled her current situation. She came to realize she had traveled the

forensic expert, she was a daughter of the

Moreover, she got into trouble while delivering a baby for the

slandered for having killed the

was desperately crying in front of her, was

had intended to kill her to

her sister had come here to witness this cold-blooded execution with her

the officer in charge of the execution. The executioner held up his machete. Seeing the crisis, Harper Chu cried out immediately. "I'm being wronged...

he had a well cut and muscular face. His cold and black eyes were as sharp as the blade, even though

idle

onto his face when he

had desperately sought for death. It both puzzled and amused him to watch her defend herself.

when she saw the machete hung

impossible to disobey His Majesty's order. You are saying that