Datang Coroner

Chapter 97

Fu Shiyi was noncommittal.

Afterwards, she said: "If you don't plan to do a further autopsy, you can touch up your makeup and get dressed again."

The two nuns are both the mistress of the house, Mrs. Lu, so of course it is impossible to do it by themselves, so they directly called the maid beside Chen Jiao to come over and told her to remake Chen Jiao.

Fu Shiyi was packing the investigation box when he heard the servant girl complaining softly: "I just said she was poisoned, but no one believed it."

The hand that paid for packing things paused slightly, and she looked at the maid with a smile, "How do you know?"

Just as the maid was about to speak, she was glared at by the nurse next to her: "What nonsense? You are a maid, can you speak accurately?"

The servant girl shrank her neck and remained silent.He just dressed Chen Jiao honestly.

Fu Shiyi had no choice but to back out, but as soon as he saw Li Changbo, he told him what the maid said just now.

Li Changbo narrowed his eyes slightly: "I see."

Then Li Changbo read the autopsy records.The corner of his mouth twitched when he saw the sentence "Dun Lun was too excited" which was obviously in Fu Shiyi's style.

This……

Li Changbo quickly calmed down: "Poisoning? Mercury poisoning?"

Fu Shiyi said "hmm", "I can think of something that fits the symptoms, and that is mercury poisoning."

If it is placed in modern times, it can be detected by just taking a test with an instrument.

But now...

"Even if it's not mercury, it's not wrong to be poisoned." Fu Shiyi is very sure of this point: "Chen Jiao is very young, her body looks healthy, and she is unlikely to suffer from that kind of fatal emergency. And based on the previous symptoms—— Obviously poisoned."

Li Changbo nodded, and then said in a low voice: "The family said that before Chen Jiao fell ill, there was nothing unusual. On the first night of her illness, Du Langjun went to stay in her room. Du Langjun has always loved Chen Jiao , and Chen Jiao gave birth to a son, who has a very high status in the mansion."

Fu Shi knew it all: "Then the bruises and scratches on her body have their source."

Li Changbo: "...I will confirm with Du Langjun."

While everyone was talking, they entered the living room.

Du Langjun sat on the Hu bed, his face was very pale, and he kept coughing.His face is white and his beard is less, he is thin, and he may not be in good health.

And another middle-aged beautiful woman served him soup.

The soup has a strong smell of medicine, which may be some kind of medicinal food.

Du Langjun asked Li Changbo: "What's the matter?"

Li Changbo said truthfully, "He died of poisoning."

When Du Langjun heard this, his breath suddenly became disordered, and he broke out into a cough.

The beautiful woman next to him was so scared that he rushed to feed him with water, and the worry and concern in his eyes almost turned into reality.

After a long while, Du Langjun finally recovered.The beautiful woman frowned and said, "Okay, how did you die from poisoning? Don't make a mistake."

Li Changbo said angrily: "Miss Lu, don't worry. My people will not make mistakes."

He was so determined that Fu Shiyi couldn't help but look sideways.

However, it turns out that this beautiful woman is Du Langjun's wife, the head mistress of the Du family, Mrs. Lu.

Mrs. Lu is also from a family. Although it is only a side branch, it is a little bit down, but it does not affect her demeanor.

The same makeup looks on Yu Niang's body is ridiculous.On her body, there is indeed a kind of grace.

Mrs. Lu accidentally glanced at Li Changbo, and after pondering for a moment: "Since he died of poisoning, we must investigate."

While talking, a servant woman came in in a hurry: "It's not good. Someone died again."

As soon as these words came out, not only Lady Lu frowned, but Li Changbo also frowned.

In a short period of time, two murders occurred in a row——

Fu Shi opened his mouth unconsciously: "Do you want an autopsy?"

Li Changbo is not good at making decisions, he only looks at Du Langjun.

Du Langjun coughed twice: "Since we bumped into each other, let's check it out. Maybe there is some connection, I don't know."

Mrs. Lu arranged this matter.

Fu Shiyi went out with the guides, but he was puzzled in his heart: If you bump into it, just check it out, what if you don't bump into it?

But such a thing is really not uncommon.

Fu Shi gave a dark sigh and concentrated on walking.

On the way, the messenger gave a brief introduction to the situation of the deceased.

The deceased was called Chen Shi, who was Chen Jiao's baby brother.

When Chen Jiao came over, she brought Chen Shi's family with her.Although Nanny Chen Jiao died later, Chen Shi was still the most trusted by Chen Jiao.

This situation is not surprising at all.

Chen Jiao just died, and Chen Shi also died, this matter...

No matter how you look at it, it's a bit strange.

Chen Shi was not treated as well as Chen Jiao.

Chen Shi's house was in a mess.

It was a stench of vomit and excrement.

The people at the door all covered their noses with disgust on their faces.

Fu Shiyi asked them to open the doors and windows to diffuse the smell, "Why hasn't anyone cleaned it up?"

"His daughter-in-law is sick and returned to her mother's house. He has become like this. Who wants to serve him?" The boy at the door said this sarcastically, wishing to be far away: "On weekdays, we will not let us go because of Mrs. Chen." In my eyes, why now?"

Fu Shiyi lost his temper.

"Then when is it time to die?"

"Just found out, I came to deliver the food, and found that he was out of breath." The boy smiled: "It's just a little late, anyway, he has been heartbroken for the past two days, and he can't eat—"

Fu Shiyi felt that the atmosphere of the Du family was very strange.

It doesn't look like it's well managed.

"But the body is still warm." The boy added.

Fu Shi nodded and glanced at Zhong Yuehan: "You do this."

Just practiced.

If the guess is correct, Chen Shi's death is probably the same as Chen Jiao's.

You can see if Zhong Yuehan is serious about being an apprentice.

Zhong Yuehan didn't say a word of nonsense, just rolled up his sleeves, handed the pen and ink to Xu Shuangyu, and just went in.

The smell of the house——

Fu Shiyi took a step back, took a deep breath, and dared to go in.

On such a hot day, when the vomit ferments, the taste is not to mention sour.

Zhong Yuehan's face was a little pale, but his expression was still the same.

Xu Shuangyu was already in a dying state: she stood far away, and took in her breath carefully, lest she would inhale too much.

Fu Shiyi: Boy, when you can't hold it back for a while, take a big breath, and then let you understand what it means to be above the head.

Zhong Yuehan has already checked the body: "There is still warmth, and it took less than two hours to die."

He glanced at the puddle of pink vomit next to the bed, and said with a blank expression, "Before I died, I couldn't stop vomiting."

Throwing off the quilt again, he glanced at Chen Shi's body: "The diarrhea doesn't stop."

"What else?" Fu Shi began to hand out the test papers.

Zhong Yuehan carefully recalled what Fu Shiyi had checked just now, so he bit the bullet and cut the clothes first.

"The deceased was a male, in his prime of life. There was no abnormality on the surface of his body. There were neither scars nor scratches. His fingertips were black, which indicated that he might have been poisoned."

"As for..."

Zhong Yuehan paused for a long time, but still couldn't muster up the courage to examine that place, so he got stuck.

Fu Shi shook his head—the mental quality is not strong enough.

　Today's Jia Geng owes...I'm not mentally strong, I write very slowly, I really can't write it~ See you tomorrow, fellow book friends~ Don't hit me~ I really want to hit me, please don't hit me in the face!

　　

　

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