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Chapter 39

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    Peony's body has been in coffin for several days in Yizhuang.

    ? When Song Ziwen and other officials from other counties arrived, the corpses had already begun to emit an unfriendly smell. It was August, and the decay rate of the corpses became very fast due to the temperature.  But fortunately, Yizhuang is located in a biased place, and the surrounding environment is shady and dry, so it is not so unacceptable.

    Hong Dou disguised himself as a servant to help Song Ziwen. At this moment, both of them put on homemade masks on their faces and simple gloves on their hands.  Before Hongdou came, he asked Ren Pingping and Nongmo to make it hastily.

    During several operations, you looked at me and I looked at you, but no one stepped forward to check the corpse first.  This is the first time they have been summoned by the government to handle errands, and they have no similar experience before, and they were all told by the magistrates of the counties before they left: don't stand out, talk less and do less.

    Song Ziwen has never been in the officialdom, but he also understands what they are thinking.  If he came here alone, he wouldn't mind spending time with them, but now that Hongdou came with him, he didn't want his daughter to stay here any longer.  So I took out the extra masks and gloves and distributed them to other clerks, while begging: "To tell you the truth, I haven't been in the industry for long, and I'm afraid of going wrong when I check it myself. I hope you guys can take me with you. Why don't we check it together? Everyone check it out.  The results were collected and reported to the prefect."

    If Song Ziwen directly proposed that everyone check together, he would undoubtedly be making arrangements for others.  Others may not necessarily cooperate with him, and may even trip him up.  He first admitted himself, and then put forward this opinion in the form of a request, and the other authors present would naturally accept it easily.

    When the writers heard Song Ziwen say that the results were collected and reported to the magistrate, they had no disagreement in their hearts.  As the saying goes, don't blame the public, let them come up with the results one by one, if something goes wrong, don't say it if you lose face, and you won't be blamed by the county magistrate when you go back, or even lose your job.  If it is the result of everyone working together, then the responsibility is naturally shared by everyone.

    "This young man is right. It's too hot today, and the smell of the corpse is really bad. We can go back sooner if we get this done together." One of the obviously older old men also found a reason to agree.  road.

    A temporary forensic team was thus formed.

    Song Ziwen lifted the white cloth covering Mudan's body, and everyone bowed to her body.  The old Wuzuo said in his mouth: "What you did today is all to cleanse your injustice, please don't blame it."

    The corpse spots on Peony's body have all appeared.  The old assistant inspected her head. In order to show respect for the corpse, the ancient people did not shave all the hair of the corpse like modern times.  Perhaps in order to check more carefully, the old assistant took off the gloves on his hands, reached into her hair, and groped carefully.

    "Huh?" He asked everyone as if he had touched something, "Did the yamen servant say he was hanged when he found the body? There is a lump on the head, and someone may have hit it with a hard object before he was alive."

    As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to brush away that part of the hair and inspected it carefully, and the others also surrounded him.  He stretched out his hand and picked up a small piece of debris from between the strands of hair. After observing it for a while, he squeezed it away with his hand: "It seems to be incense ash. This lump seems to be smashed by a hard block like a stone."

    "The body was found in front of the Confucius Temple, where scholars often went to pay homage to the Master, and there were traces of burning incense candles under the tree where the body was found." Hong Dou added, recalling the scene when the body was found.

    Everyone felt that Peony didn't just commit suicide.

    Song Ziwen also pointed to the marks on the neck of the corpse and said: "Look here, everyone. Although it is normal to have strangle marks on a hanged corpse, it is not normal to have two obvious strangle marks on the neck. And this one is not  Like hanging would appear."

    As Song Ziwen said, he picked up a nearby rope and demonstrated it on the corpse: "If it is a trace of hanging, it should go up from the chin side. The rope is against the root of the chin. Look at the line at the root of the chin."  The strangle mark, the reaction is not very obvious, as if it was strangled after death. But the strangle mark on the neck has obvious marks, and this mark is like a mark of death."

    The old Wu Zuo stepped forward to check: "That's right, this mark doesn't appear when you hang yourself, it looks like someone strangled your neck from behind."

    ? Seeing that Lao Wuzuo and Song Ziwen had discovered something unusual, the other coworkers also began to tell what they had discovered.

    One of them, a goatee worker, pointed out a few silver needles to everyone: "I just poked the silver needles into her tongue, larynx, and five internal organs, and there was no obvious toxic reaction. It can basically be ruled out that she died of poisoning."  gone."

    "I have seen some hanged corpses with purple spots on the hands and feet. But the spots on this corpse are more common in theOn the nape, back, waist, buttocks, and the back of the limbs, there are very few corpse spots on the hands and feet. It can be imagined that she should have been lying on her back when she died.  " said a Kong Wu powerful but missing a leg.

    Øõ×÷ is not a very popular job at this time.  The personnel engaged in wu work are either inherited from family, or like this wu work, they retired from the army after being injured.  Because they have seen various corpses during the battle, they are not as taboo as ordinary people, and they have a better understanding of corpses.

    The short black man who had been silent at the side also spoke at this time, pointing to the back of the corpse and said: "Look at this position, you can vaguely see a circular mark. Why does this mark appear at this position?"

    Song Ziwen stared at the circular mark for a while: "Maybe it was printed somewhere."

    Hearing her father's words, Hongdou suddenly had a flash of inspiration and came up with an idea: "Could it be that the murderer strangled her with a rope from behind, and then turned around and pressed her back against her back to exert strength. Then the murderer's body  Something was imprinted on her back."

    Hei Zuo heard Hongdou's analysis, nodded and said to Song Ziwen: "Brother, you are a very good apprentice. According to what he said, it seems to make sense."

    The old Wu Zuo checked the traces found by everyone again, and concluded: "These many traces are enough to show that she did not commit suicide, but was killed. As for who killed her and why she was killed, it is beyond our ability to judge.  gone."

    "We're just doing the job. As for other things, we'll leave it to the officials." The goatee-bearded guy squinted his eyes, "Then we'll do what the brother said and write down the results together and hand them over to the magistrate."  Let¡¯s go.¡± (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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