The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 25

Yang Chengye squatted down to examine the two corpses. One was indeed Zhao Si's. His brows were tightly wrinkled, his lips were purple, and the tip of his tongue stuck out of his mouth. He had not suffered any pain during his lifetime.

The other was a woman with a slightly raised abdomen, an ordinary face, and wide-open eyes. It was obvious that she had been frightened before she was alive, and the tip of her tongue stuck out of her mouth.

Yang Chengye reached out to lift Zhao Si's chin to have a look.

"Where did the child come from? What trouble? Get out of here!"

At this time, Wu Zuo suddenly raised his head and scolded Yang Chengye.

As a new youth in the 21st century, Yang Chengye majored in forensic medicine in college. After graduation, he entered the public security department and became a forensic doctor. He has done countless autopsies.

Hearing Wu Zuo's yelling, Wang An walked over quickly and asked, "What happened?"

Wu Zuo pointed to Yang Chengye, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, I am inspecting the corpse, and a child from nowhere comes to touch the corpse. What if the corpse is destroyed?"

Wang An looked at Yang Chengye, showing a hint of contempt, and asked Wu Zuo, "How is the body examination going?"

"Go back to your lord!"

Wu Zuo replied: "The two corpses did commit suicide, but they hanged themselves for some reason, so we don't know."

Hearing this, Wang An nodded his head and said: "In that case, let Zhao Butou and his wife be carried away for a good burial."

"and many more!"

Yang Chengye suddenly said, "My lord, the body has not been examined clearly, so it might be inappropriate to bury it so hastily."

Hearing Yang Chengye's words, Wang An said angrily: "Mr. Yang, this government is patient with you because the imperial envoy asked you to investigate the case of disaster relief food. Don't push yourself too hard!"

Yang Chengye stared at Wang An and said, "My lord, I feel that there is something hidden about the death of Catcher Zhao, and he is a key figure in the disaster relief case, so I have an obligation to prevent him from being buried."

"nonsense!"

Without waiting for Wang An to speak, Wu Zuo said, "I have already checked Zhao Butou's body, could my judgment be wrong?"

"You should know that I followed the book written by Song Cisong, the criminal officer of the Great Song Dynasty. How can I be wrong?"

"Are you questioning Mr. Song?"

Yang Chengye didn't expect that Song Ci would be brought out in this work.

For Song Ci, Yang Chengye still has some understanding. Song Ci was indeed the criminal judge in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Song Ci is an outstanding forensic scientist in ancient China, known as the "father of forensic medicine".

Song Ci successively served as a senior criminal judge for four times, and later entered Zhibaomo Pavilion as an envoy to the Fourth Road, and spent his life in judicial prisons.

Song Ci's long-term professional work has enabled him to accumulate rich experience in forensic examination. In his later years, "Winning Injustice Collection" is a milestone masterpiece of forensic science in China and even the world.

Yang Chengye's major is forensic medicine, and he knows the "Winning of Wrongs" by heart, and he can use it flexibly.

At this time, Yang Chengye was also aroused, and said coldly to the guy: "Of course the book written by Mr. Song is not wrong, but you have misinterpreted Mr. Song's meaning."

"Let me ask you, what would it be like for someone to hang himself?"

"Humph!"

Wu Zuo snorted coldly, and said: "In the autopsy description about suicide in "Release of Wrongs", there is such a sentence, if you really hang yourself, since digging the hole at the foot of the hanging three feet, you can find burning coals."

"We did dig coals under the ground where Zhao Butou hanged himself. Doesn't this prove that they committed suicide?"

When Yang Chengye came to the place where Zhao Si hanged himself, he did see a hole in the ground with a few pieces of charcoal in it, but the charcoal was man-made.

Then Yang Chengye raised Zhao Si's chin, and saw two marks on his neck, one was slightly darker, dark purple, and the other was slightly lighter, white.

Yang Chengye looked at Wu Zuo, and said in a deep voice, "Zhao Butou and his wife did not commit suicide, but homicide."

Hearing this, Wu Zuo immediately widened his eyes and looked at Yang Chengye with a man-eating expression.

Wang An asked, "Did Mr. Yang see anything?"

Yang Chengye pointed to the pile of charcoal and said: "These charcoals were not formed naturally, but were buried by the murderer after killing Zhao Butou and his wife. The naturally formed charcoal would not be so messy. The murderer is very familiar with "Winning Injustice Collection" of."

Then Yang Chengye pointed to Zhao Si's wife and said: "Also, the pupils of Zhao Butou's wife are dilated, obviously she was frightened before she was alive."

"The most important thing is Catcher Zhao, with his eyes closed, and he didn't suffer any pain. He is obviously very familiar with the murderer. He didn't expect the murderer to attack him suddenly. Come and see."

As Yang Chengye said, he stretched out his hand and lifted the chins of Zhao Butou and his wife.

"There are two marks on the necks of Zhao Butou and his wife at the same time, one is dark purple and the other is white. This white mark is left by them hanging on the beam of the house, and the real fatality is indeed this dark purple mark. trace."

"In this way, we can draw a conclusion that they were strangled to death, and then hung on the beams, which created the illusion that they hanged themselves."

"This, how is this possible? Could it be that Mr. Song's record is wrong?" Wu Zuo exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Chengye glanced at Wu Zuo and said, "Master Song's record is not wrong, but you should not copy it mechanically. Every case has its own differences."

At this moment, Wang An asked, "Do you know who the murderer is?"

Yang Chengye shook his head and said, "I don't know!"

Wang An said bitterly: "This person really has no conscience. The wife of Zhao Butou is pregnant, and she can do such a murderous thing. The government will definitely find the murderer and execute him immediately!"

Yang Chengye squeezed each of the two corpses, and then looked at the back of Wang Anli.

Zhao Butou was a key figure in the disaster relief food case, and now he is dead. It seems that the opponent has already noticed it, and it should be killing people to silence them.

Suddenly, Yang Chengye thought of something and quickly left Zhao Si's house. Since Zhao Si was dead, it meant that another person involved in the case was also in danger.

According to what he learned, Yang Chengye came to the master's house.

The master's name is Zhou Tai, a native of Shaoxing, who has served three prefects in Jiaxing.

When Yang Chengye came outside Zhou Tai's house, he really heard the sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping.

Yang Chengye hurriedly opened the door, and saw that the courtyard was in a mess, with debris of pots and pans thrown everywhere, even the quilts and furniture were in the courtyard.

"Ah, no!"

Suddenly, Yang Chengye heard a terrified cry coming from the room, and rushed in hastily, his eyes shrank when he saw the situation in the room.

There were sundries everywhere in the room, Zhou Taizheng was huddled in the corner with disheveled clothes and disheveled hair.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me,..."

Zhou Tai muttered over and over again.

"Master, I'm Yang Chengye, I didn't come to kill you!"

Yang Chengye tried to get close to Zhou Tai, but Zhou Tai grabbed the debris and threw it over, while continuing to shrink back, and shouted in horror: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

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