The fluorescent lights in the autopsy room buzzed overhead, and my hand holding the forceps suddenly froze - on the neck of the drowned corpse on the autopsy table, there was a crescent-shaped bruise that was exactly the same as the unsolved case three years ago.
"Impossible..." When I reached for the evidence bag, I was suddenly overwhelmed by the yellow rice paper. The smell of rotten grass mixed with blood rushed into his nose, and the weight of the shackles caused severe pain to his collarbone.
"The criminal is Lin Yan, and the evidence of forging treasure banknotes is conclusive!" The explosion of the gavel woke me up. In front of me, an official wearing a black gauze was patting a piece of red paper on the case.
It was a fifty-tael silver note from Zhang Hongwu Tongbao, but the lotus pattern engraved on the edge... Was clearly an anti-counterfeiting feature that only appeared during the Xuande period!
"Sir! This ticket paper is an imitation!" I broke away from the officer and suppressed the pointing pattern, "Look at the penetration of the ink..."
"Monster!" The magistrate was furious and overturned the case. "How did you, a charlatan, know about a secret that even the household doctor couldn't identify?"
