The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 218 Whose blood is on the wedding dress? Is its owner okay? (Red Comet Maswan Rewards Plus 2)

Shen Le had no idea how to clean clothes so as to preserve the blood stains as much as possible while removing other stains.

This may require checking a lot of papers and information, and perhaps going back to school to ask for the advice of your supervisor, and then finding an expert in fabric restoration to get the answer.

However, the question of whether the blood stains should be washed off, if it is just an archaeological restoration, it should be carried out according to the principles of archaeological restoration;
However, in this set of clothes, since there is a spirit of the weapon, Shen Le feels that perhaps he should respect the spirit's ideas?

"Red wedding dress, do you want to wash off the blood stains on it?"

Shen Le asked seriously. He turned the brocade jacket over to show as much blood as possible, and held it in front of the safe:

Turn left, turn right, shine the strong flashlight upwards, and gently run your fingertips over the area that looks like it's stained with blood...

She said...

Red Wedding Dress's official mouthpiece, Miss Lanzhuang, had to speak up:

[She knows what she has, so you don't need to show it to her over and over again. You look like someone using a lantern to assess damage!]

Uh……

Shen Le put his hand down awkwardly. What does it mean to use a lantern to assess damage?
If I find that there is a problem with this clothing, will you compensate me for it?
Again, what are you guys playing all day while I’m working?
How many weird social news and weird short videos have you seen? Why do you use them on me?

"Does she want to wash it off?"

He asked. The dressing box was silent for a moment, as if it was communicating with the red wedding dress, and then answered in confusion:

[She said she didn’t know… She didn’t know whether she should wash it off or not…]

Shen Le was in a dilemma. He was not very familiar with the principle of cultural relic restoration... The teacher might have talked about it in class, but not in depth.

After all, these students, for ten years after graduation, are people who follow orders and do their work. It is not up to them to decide what to study and how to study.

Ten years later, they have also established clear concepts and no longer need the supervision of the old master...

But now, Shen Le, who has opened his own business without a teacher to supervise and teach him, is at a loss. He flipped through the textbook for a long time and had to call his tutor for help:

"…It's probably like this. Should I wash off the blood?"

"Have you taken the test?" the instructor asked directly on the other end of the line. Shen Le was at a loss:
"I did the luminol test, it's bright..."

"No, what I mean is that you should test what it is first. It may not be human blood." The instructor's experience was obviously much richer than his.

Even though he was engaged in the restoration of ancient buildings, he had enough experience in archaeology, including field archaeology, and he gave him instructions without hesitation:
"If it is an animal, it can be handed over to the technology department for further testing to see what species it is."

"I think it should be human blood..."

"As for human blood, let's see if it can be matched with bones?" The instructor had seen fabrics stained with blood, most of which were worn by the tomb owner or used as pads in the coffin. At this time, he suggested with ease.

However, Shen Le could not use this suggestion:
"All I got were clothes, no bones... Wait! Maybe I can get some human tissue fragments from the clothes! Thank you, instructor. I'm going to do the experiment!"

"This kid." The tutor put down his phone and smiled, feeling a little happy and a little helpless.

He was quite optimistic about Shen Le, a student, but unfortunately he failed the civil service exam and did not succeed in entering an institutional archaeological institute or museum...

However, it is good that he can become a non-staff expert and find his own way. Even if it is jumping from antique furniture repair to fabric repair——

Perhaps this is the frustration that independent restorers have to face? They have to repair whatever they are given, and there is no way to choose the work...

Shen Le did not think about his mentor's feelings. He had already excitedly dialed Gu Yulin's number:

"Can you recommend a place to test the DNA of the blood? And take samples from the clothes and test the DNA of the human tissue fragments to see if there is a match...

By the way, it would be even better if someone could help me find out how the blood got on that piece of clothing!"

"What you may need is a forensic doctor...or a trace investigator." Gu Yulin sighed.

This depends on him!
He became Shen Le's assistant, responsible for the communication between him and the Special Affairs Bureau, and responsible for helping him find all official resources!
Well, considering that Shen Le is indeed an extra-specialist, and indeed has a mission for the Special Affairs Bureau, and the Special Affairs Bureau really needs his resources, let him do this kind of work...

The trace test that Shen Le requested arrived the next day. To Shen Le's surprise, she was a very pretty girl, who looked no different from a researcher in the laboratory except that she was wearing a police uniform.

When she put on a white coat over her police uniform and started working fully armed, Shen Le could completely forget her identity as a police officer:

"How is it? Can you tell?"

He nervously walked around. The girl spread out her brocade jacket and carefully traced the inside of it with her gloved fingertips, outlining the location of each suspected bloodstain:

"I can't really tell. Can you take the clothes off? I need to see how the blood got inside... or should I do it?"

"Let me do it!" Shen Le quickly took over the job. Fortunately, he had taken photos as evidence and measured the distance between the pins, so all the work was done. Now he just had to start dismantling it:

Using very small scissors, he carefully cut the seams on the sleeves and underarms, leaving the seams on the hem, collar, and cuffs. The girl watched him wearing a mask, face shield, and gloves, crouching over the clothes, taking them apart bit by bit, almost working under a magnifying glass, and she was a little impatient:

"Hey, you really don't want my help?"

There are endless cases for forensic doctors to handle!
You're stalling here, so I have to work overtime when I get back!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... This is how cultural relics restoration works, it's a delicate job." Shen Le looked up with a flattering smile, then lowered his head to work.

After working for an hour, I finally removed the stitches and took out the silk floss that had been pressed into a pancake shape, almost like a short dress:

"Look, what else needs to be done?"

The girl who inspected the scar pushed Shen Le aside and took the camera to take pictures. She took one layer, carefully peeled off a layer of silk floss, and then took another layer.
After peeling off three layers of silk cotton in succession, she finally seemed satisfied and began to take samples.

After Shen Le stopped her from using the scissors, she could only soak it with distilled water, suck it into the straw, and use a small brush to sweep it on the clothes, sweeping out a bunch of debris and putting it into the sample bag...

"How about it?"

"I don't know yet." The scar inspector glanced at him calmly. Shen Le could see that she seemed to be somewhat confident, but she was unwilling to draw conclusions in front of an outsider:

"Wait, wait until I get back and finish the experiment. Three days at most, the results will be out in three days."

But you obviously already have an idea...

Shen Le sent her out with a sad face, but failed to get any information out of her. It was not until three days later that he got the conclusion forwarded by Gu Yulin:
"The bloodstains on the wedding dress do not belong to the owner of the wedding dress."

"No?" Shen Le became happy instantly:

"Whose is that?"

"How can the trace inspection know who it belongs to?" Gu Yulin gave him a strange look:

"The test results show that the DNA sample of the human tissue fragments extracted from the clothes does not match the blood DNA sample. The human tissue fragments belong to a female, and the blood belongs to a male."

Shen Le's eyes suddenly lit up.

So, that tall and fit young girl, the pork beauty, is fine!

She was wearing a wedding dress, trying to use it to cover the blood on her body, and slowly walked towards death...

There is a saying that goes, "It is better to see a judge than a forensic doctor." No matter what happened, no matter what she encountered, the blood on her body belonged to someone else!
"Thank you very much!"

Shen Le thanked him sincerely, almost bowing. This piece of information was already very important, outlining part of the trajectory of the owner of the red wedding dress;

Moreover, it also helped Shen Le make up his mind:

What are you washing?

Before seeing the complete memory of the Red Wedding Dress, before the spirit of the weapon has complete consciousness and is fully awakened, this blood must be preserved!
If this blood was her lover’s, then, referring to “This is the blood of Ji Shizhong, do not remove it,” she would definitely not want to let these traces disappear;

And if this blood was from her enemy, her foe——

That's her medal! There's absolutely no reason to wash it off!

That's about preserving the historical information contained in the artifacts and complying with the principle of minimal intervention, right?

Shen Le made up his mind and threw himself into the work. He vacuumed, dusted, and washed the brocade jacket, brocade pants, leg bands, and cloud shoulder bridal robes one by one.
Then carefully dry them in the shade one by one. During the drying process, carefully reshape them and deal with wrinkles, folds, adhesions, indentations or twisted and deformed parts.

Finally, except for the pair of embroidered shoes which were three-dimensional structures and which Shen Le was not sure about for the time being, all other parts had been cleaned and neatly placed on the tray, waiting for the next step of repair.

"How's it going? Now that you've cleaned it up, it feels pretty good, right?"

Shen Le walked around the cabinet with a smile.

Well, after cleaning, the dirt and dust on the red wedding dress completely disappeared, and the silk that had gone through the years also regained its luster.

I touched it carefully with my fingers, and the once hardened and stiff part became elastic and soft again.

When the bride put on her wedding dress, she must have had some of the radiance she has now, right?

The thin outer robe and the horse-faced skirt moved without wind, as if they were about to stand up and dance in the room. Although they were blocked by the glass door and did not fly out, they still emitted a beam of red light and moved around the room.

The red light spun around and suddenly exploded on its own, like a firework in full bloom, falling over Shen Le and covering him.

Before Shen Le had time to dodge, the light and shadow in front of him changed, and he was brought to the border town hundreds of years ago.

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