Forensic Imperial Concubine novel Chapter 4

"Your Highness, I promise to do three things for you that are within my abilities, and I will keep my promise even if it means I have to risk my life," Harper said as she looked at Matthew intently. "I don't possess special skills, apart from my medical abilities. Kindly order me to come if you need me."

"Well, I'll keep that in mind." Matthew glanced at Maxwell as he saw a guard rush over and whisper something in his ear. The expression on Maxwell's face changed in an instant.

"Harper Chu," Maxwell said grimly.

"General," Harper answered respectfully.

"Jade is dead. I request you to come with me to check on her."

Harper wasn't surprised upon hearing the news of Jade's death. Jade had no conflicts with her at all, and yet she still chose to frame her. It only meant that Jade was incited by someone to act that way. The people behind the conspiracy definitely had planned to kill her in order to keep her mouth shut.

"Yes," Harper said at once.

Jade was killed in her room. She had gone straight back to her room, after knocking out the nanny who had come to check on her body. She perhaps had wanted to pick up something valuable and flee to the people behind the conspiracy for help. However, no one in the imperial capital was stupid enough to offend Maxwell, who was greatly favored by the emperor, and therefore, she was doomed to be killed.

After wrapping her hand with a silk handkerchief, Harper touched Jade's chest and said, "Her body is still warm. She was killed about an hour ago. Someone had stabbed her right in the heart. It looks like she had died without any struggle. Perhaps, the one who had stabbed her was someone familiar to her. She had died even before she could realize what was going on."

"You know how to examine the corpse as well?" Matthew's eyes widened in shock. Coroners and doctors were two different arenas. 'How could this woman perform an autopsy of a corpse?' he wondered.

"Your Highness, offering medical treatments and performing an autopsy are pretty much the same. Both involve the inspection of people. The former caters to the living, and the latter involves the dead." Harper stood up and looked at Maxwell. "The killer is probably still in the house. General, you better search inside your manor. The killer is a man. He is about 1.72 meters tall and is left-handed."

Maxwell looked at Harper in astonishment. "You could even determine the characteristic features of the killer?"

"I have deduced them from the evidence left on the corpse. General, forget about everything else and search the killer based on my clues. After the killer is found, I will tell you everything!"

Although Maxwell doubted the process, he ordered his people to look for the man. Surprisingly, the killer was a guard of the general's mansion and was found in half an hour.

"Why did you kill Jade? Tell me!" Maxwell growled.

"General, I'm innocent. I didn't kill Lady Jade. Please trust me. I'm on patrol and it's impossible for me to kill her." The guard denied the accusations. Maxwell had always trusted his people and couldn't help but cast a suspicious look at Harper.

Harper turned towards the guard and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Julian Wang," the guard answered as he hung down his head.

Harper nodded. "You said you didn't kill Lady Jade, did you?"

"No, I didn't."

"I see. You haven't contacted her, either?"

"I haven't!" Julian Wang said resolutely.

Harper smiled and grabbed the man's left hand. "Then why do you have blood on your sleeve?"

Julian Wang's face reddened with shock. He snapped his head and looked at his sleeve—there was indeed blood stain. He quickly rearranged his expression. "This is mine," he said.

"You are lying!" Harper sneered. "You are not hurt, but you have blood stain on your clothes. Moreover, I've made a careful observation. The killer's foot is sure to be covered in black mud—the kind used to plant flowers."