A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 222 222 Beauty Case (2)

Since the last case of a corpse in the water, Yan Zuozuo has specially tested what state the corpse will appear in the water at different time periods, but after all, the experiments were all done on mice, so there are some uncertainties.

"Ye Pingshi, do you think the deceased's skin was swollen and shrunken?"

Yeats put on special gloves, picked up the tweezers and gently pulled out her fingers, then moved to the deceased's feet and uncovered the skirt of the deceased. At this moment, the deceased's shoes were gone. She used the tweezers to gently pull out her fingers. If you pull it off, it will peel off easily, just like your hands.

Seeing Yan Wuzuo eagerly waiting for her explanation, he said: "When a person falls into the water, the state of being in the water will show different corpse changes with the season and water temperature. At first, the skin will turn white and then become swollen. As the human skin If destroyed by microorganisms in the water, it will shrink and wrinkle, and this process takes six to twelve hours in spring and autumn, one to two days in winter, and only six hours in summer."

Yan Wuzuo said, "Now is the end of Chen Shi. If we push it forward six hours, wouldn't it be the beginning of Hai Shi last night?"

The beginning of Haishi in ancient times is nine o'clock in the evening today.

Yeats nodded, "Absolutely."

She was really not good at ancient poisons and asked, "Master Yan, what kind of poison are you interested in?"

Yan Wuzuo picked out the deceased's eyes, mouth and nose and said, "Arsenic."

Both Yan Ye and Yan Ye unanimously concluded that the deceased was pushed into the river when he was suffering from poison, or he slipped and fell into the water and choked to death. However, even if the murderer did not push the deceased, the deceased would have died of poison soon.

Yeats's eyes fell on the slightly swollen belly, and she pressed towards the stomach. She could hear the sound of water slurping in it, and then pressed down on the abdomen. She put her ear against the deceased's belly, pressing it while Listen, there is the sound of water, but it is not as obvious as the pressure on the stomach.

When listening to the voice, Yeats's face was turned sideways, so that she could naturally face the person next to her.These people were the servants of Yin Sumiang whom Teng Chong and Zhang Jin had just escorted together.

When Yeats pressed the deceased's belly, a young girl's eyes became nervous as she tapped the deceased's belly.

Yeats' eyebrows moved but he remained calm.

Because he had been in the water for nearly six hours, the Grand Canal was not an ordinary inland river. Even if there was no wind and the water flow on the wide river was still fast, after drifting, there were basically no accessories on the head of the deceased, except for a jade bracelet on his wrist, which was worn on his ring finger. of a ring.

The deceased has been examined and now the crime scene needs to be investigated.Obviously, the scene of the crime this time is not the dock, and it will take time to find it.

Yeats stood up and asked: "Who discovered the deceased?"

Several people looked at the crowd, and a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old shyly replied, "Me!"

Seeing that his answer was not complete enough, someone added: "He is a member of the Tiaoshan Gang, his surname is Mao, and everyone calls him Mao Si."

"Brother Mao, when you found out, which direction did the deceased float from?"

Some people thought it was funny, "Hey, Mr. Official, can you handle the case? It's obvious that in summer, whether it's windy or not, the water flows from the southeast."

Teng Chong came over with a bluff, "You're itchy, right? The government is handling cases and asking you to talk more as a matter of routine."

The person who interrupted laughed, scratching his head in embarrassment and standing back when he saw that although the officer was a bad person, he was not the real one.

Seeing that Master Guancha was still waiting for his reply, Mao Asi nodded heavily, "Boss Qian is right, it flows from the southeast."

Everyone then looked toward the southeast.

The Grand Canal runs north-south, but it does not go straight south to north. Instead, it follows the direction of the monsoon and faces the southeast. Along the canal in the southeast are bustling streets, similar to the East City in the capital, with many shops. , inns, warehouses, residential buildings and everything.

It's not easy to find the crime scene in such a complicated place.Yeats nodded, "Thank you, Brother Mao."

She turned around and said softly to Master Yan, "Sir, Capt. Teng and I are going to search the crime scene, so I'll leave you alone."

Yan Wuzuo nodded, "I will transport the deceased back to Yizhuang first."

When Boss Yin heard that his daughter was going to be taken away, he was so sad. He struggled desperately not to let others touch his daughter, "My poor daughter... you are dead, how can you let your father live!"

I don’t know if it’s because he committed too many sins in his previous life. In this life, except for his daughter, Boss Yin’s women’s stomachs didn’t even move, whether they were keeping concubines or stealing sex.

He originally thought about recruiting a son-in-law, but he didn't expect that God would directly cut off his bloodline, and even his only daughter would be taken away by God. It would be a life without love.

Boss Yin wanted to seek death, but was finally caught by Teng Chong and others.

"Brother Teng, take everyone from the Yin family to Dali Temple first, and wait for me to return from the south of the city to interrogate the people."

Teng Chong was curious, "Brother Ye, are you going to find the crime scene?"

Yeats looked at the rushing river flowing from the southeast to the north, "The murderer should be a young man in his early twenties, six and a half feet tall, neither fat nor thin, with pretty features..."

Someone in the Tiaoshan Gang exclaimed, "Isn't this the son-in-law of the Yin family?"

Yeats looked at the startled middle-aged man, smiled slightly, turned around and walked in front of him, pointed at the young man next to him and said, "He is also six and a half feet tall, neither fat nor thin, his eyebrows..."

The young man he pointed at was so frightened that he almost shouted, "Officials and ordinary people did not kill anyone, you can't unjustly accuse people..."

"Of course you are not the murderer."

The young man who was accused slapped his heart in fear, "Master Guan, you scared the common people to death."

Yeats looked at the confused middle-aged man and said, "Brother, it's not too late to wait until others have finished speaking."

"Yes, yes..." The middle-aged man's face turned red after being told this.

Yeats cupped his hands towards him, "If you see someone who is six and a half feet tall and obviously doesn't have much ink, but looks like a scholar, you can report to Miss Yan. If it is found out that he is indeed the murderer, there will be a reward."

When Boss Yin, who was finally persuaded not to seek death, heard this, he beat his chest and cried loudly, "It must be Ji Shuhuai, it must be him... I knew it was him..."

Yan Qinglian was very happy to be entrusted with the job by Yeats, and he quickly told her, "The Ji Shuhuai mentioned by Boss Yin is his future son-in-law."

"Why does he think so? What's the reason?"

Yan Qinglian said, "First, Ji Shuhuai's home is on Yanhe Street in the southeast, five or six miles away from the canal dock here. Second, Boss Yin likes to seal Ji Shuhuai, but Ji Shuhuai I don’t want to, but I have a sick mother at home and I have to agree due to money constraints.”

"Has he studied and passed the examination?"

Yan Qinglian replied, "Yes, he is a scholar. Because my mother is ill and cannot be the accountant, I happen to be the accountant of Boss Yin's family."

(End of this chapter)