Datang Coroner

Chapter 700

After Fu Shiyi understood Li Changbo's speculation, he immediately looked at the man with a smile on his face, and answered with a smile: "We can also use this time to estimate the time of the deceased's death."

When Fu Shiyi said this with a smile on his face, almost no one doubted it.

The main reason is that age brings natural advantages.

Fu Shiyi looked young and special.The kind that doesn't lie.

The man thought about it carefully, and then said with some uncertainty: "It should be that evening three days ago. I came to deliver something to him."

"What did you give?" Fu Shiyi asked immediately.

The other party answered fluently: "Send food, the family stewed mutton that day."

Fu Shi nodded, "There is indeed an empty bowl on the table."

"There is hair growing inside, it should be pretending to have eaten."

The man's expression immediately became a little more relaxed, and then he nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, it was placed on the table at that time."

Then he added: "The old man has always had a good appetite. So he should have finished eating."

"I didn't even have time to wash the dishes." Fu Shi glanced at Li Changbo and said this.

Li Changbo also understood what Fu Shiyi meant.

Either the deceased was too lazy to wait for someone else to wash.Or something happened before I had time to wash it.

Because of this sentence, the man immediately complained again: "Don't mention this matter, he is just too lazy, and he doesn't like to clean up the house. The good house has made such a ghost—"

"I have to wash the bowls that I usually eat. I don't cook, so I deliver every meal—"

Li Changbo listened to his complaints quietly.When he was about to finish speaking, he asked abruptly, "So that's why you killed someone?"

"No wonder he never married a wife in his life—" The man spoke halfway before realizing what Li Changbo had said, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Then he laughed and quickly retorted: "What is the county magistrate talking about? How is this possible? Even if you give me ten guts, I wouldn't dare to do such a thing—"

"How is the deceased's health?" Li Changbo didn't ask the person when he spoke again, but looked at the people watching the excitement around him.

The people watching are all the neighbors who live around.

This will be asked like this, and no one answered at first, until Li Changbo said: "If people were really murdered, if you know about it and don't speak up, you will be accomplices."

Then someone spoke all of a sudden.

Several people spoke quickly.

Talking about the daily situation in a hurry.

"If you can eat two and a half bowls in one meal, you will be in good health."

"Swearing is as loud as a bell, it's no worse than me!"

"Once our child accidentally bumped into him, he chased the child and hit him twice. This skill is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

From these few words, it is not difficult to hear that the deceased is usually not very popular.

But one thing is certain.

That is the body of the dead is absolutely awesome.

Thus.

Li Changbo and Fu Shi looked at each other.

One thing is confirmed.

Is it possible for a person who has adapted to the dark all year round, who is also strong, quick-responsive, and knows his family well, to slip while holding a lamp?

This is unlikely.

And if he knew that his adopted son would be away for three days, Xia Tian would not have left the bowl unwashed for so long.

Unless, he doesn't know about it.

But why don't you know about this?

Fu Shiyi suddenly asked, "Where do you usually buy lamp oil?"

The neighbors naturally talked about it.

There is a shop selling groceries at the entrance of the alley.

Lamp oil is usually bought there.

Fu Shi looked at the big and small eyes again and again: "Did you send a lot of lamp oil to your adoptive father last time? I saw a new jar in the corner."

Big and small eyes nodded blankly: "Yes, every time I bought new lamp oil and sent it to him."

"When was the last time you gave lamp oil?" Li Changbo asked slowly.

Big and small eyes hesitated: "I can't remember clearly. But it should be recently——"

"It's okay, just ask the owner of the grocery store, he must keep accounts." Fu Shiyi said with a smile.

As a result, just after saying this sentence, I saw that the face of the big and small eyes changed a little: "Is this kind of thing important?"

Li Changbo smiled faintly: "Do you think it is important or not?"

Xiaoyan laughed dryly: "What's so important about this kind of thing?"

Fu Shi grinned at him with a smile: "Why isn't it important? It's about the truth about your adoptive father's life and death."

Speaking of this, the people around understood it, and all of them looked at Xiaoyan.

Then someone started to add insult to injury: "Actually, he doesn't have a very good relationship with his adoptive father. His adoptive father didn't treat him very well when he was young."

"I've heard him complain behind his back. Could it really be him?"

"He wasn't a good person in the first place. Have you forgotten how he usually took advantage of us?"

"And if he hadn't stolen his adoptive father's things, why would his adoptive father close the windows?"

"It's really hard to say—"

The people around were talking about it, making Xiaoyan a little flustered.

Big and small eyes couldn't help but widen their eyes, and scolded in a rough voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I kill people, and how could I kill people?"

"Can any of you come up with evidence?"

"Didn't you quarrel with your adoptive father some time ago?" I didn't know who it was, and shouted in the crowd.

Xiaoyan's face was even more ugly, because he heard other people agreeing: "It seems to be because of the house problem! Isn't his son going to marry a wife? Maybe it's because of this reason!"

"Yes, yes, it must be because of this reason!"

"If it's really because of this, then it's not good - but if it's really because of this, killing someone is too heartless."

"He was thrown here when he was a child because he was ugly. If it wasn't for old man Ding, he would have starved to death!"

"A few years ago, someone persuaded old man Ding not to do such a stupid thing. Old man Ding insisted on not listening to the result, and raised a white-eyed wolf—"

Hearing these discussions, Fu Shiyi couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his heart: no matter which dynasty or generation, they always drown people with spitting stars.

And this public opinion is sometimes quite strange. At the beginning, it helps one, and when some other evidence is found, it starts to help the other. In the end, both ends are disturbed by them.

And what about the people who said those words?

I also feel that I am very righteous.

Of course, I have to say that this kind of public opinion effect is sometimes quite useful in special times.

At the very least, it can put pressure on some people to get maximum attention on certain things.

　Keyboard man is really scary sometimes~

　　Next update, around eight o'clock.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)