Cure the cold-faced general by solving crimes

Chapter 96 You dislike me

The mortuary of Ping'an County Government Office is located next to the prison in the northwest corner of the county government office.

Jiang Xihe was ready and followed Pei Zhizhao, accompanied by Han Fang and two other government officials on duty, and the five of them walked towards the mortuary.

Ever since she made up her mind to do an autopsy, Jiang Xihe had prepared ginger, vinegar, and a charcoal brazier according to the rules of her ancestors. Pei Zhizhao supported her and spent a lot of time rebuilding the county government's mortuary.

Nowadays, the mortuary of Ping'an County Government should be in the best condition compared with other surrounding county governments.

First of all, it is ventilated, and secondly, it has good sunlight and a spacious yard. Other county governments point out the worst places to the mortuary. It is dark and humid. The worse the conditions, the more people feel that this job is not good, and the less people are willing to do it. It is a vicious cycle. .

It's different now. The conditions of the mortuary in Ping'an County Government are so good. After seeing it, two government officials even joked, "It seems we should also learn to do autopsies. We can do multiple skills without suffering any disadvantages."

These words touched Pei Zhizhao's heart, and he said to the two of them, "This is exactly what I mean. You are an indispensable part in the investigation of the case. However, your age is not suitable. If there are children who really want to do this in the future, Be sure to tell me."

Jiang Xihe was puzzled, walked up to Pei Zhizhao and asked in a low voice, "Sir, don't you have me?"

Pei Zhizhao's wide sleeves blocked half of Jiang Xihe's body. He lowered his voice and had no expression on his face. However, what he said made Jiang Xihe blush, "You will always get pregnant."

Jiang Xihe glared at him, lowered her head, and looked around. Fortunately, Han Fang and the two government officials were walking seriously, and no one saw her.

Jiang Xihe pretended to prepare something and took a few hurried steps. His heart was pounding, but it was also sweet.

Walking to the door of the mortuary, Jiang Xihe set up a charcoal brazier, poured the juice soaked in ginger and vinegar on the cotton cloth and handed it to everyone, while she walked slowly towards the body.

Bright sunlight shines in from the wide window lattice after renovation, and He Anmei lies there quietly, covered with a white cloth.

Jiang Xihe saluted, thought quietly in his heart, and raised his hand to lift the white cloth.

The two government officials behind him shouted loudly, and Jiang Xihe also trembled in his heart.

The female corpse was in the shape of a fist fight, with the chest and abdominal cavity split open and internal organs protruding. The corpse under the white cloth shriveled up, lying there quietly like a piece of black coal.

Pei Zhizhao and Han Fang both took a breath, the burned corpse was so terrifying.

Pei Zhizhao walked up to Jiang Xihe. He wanted to ask her if she was afraid. When the words came to his lips, seeing Jiang Xihe's eyes trying to be calm, he just asked, "What do you need me to do?"

Jiang Xihe had a small face, serious and serious, and shook his head, "You only need to ask me questions. I will explain, and Brother Han will take notes. Let's start now."

Pei Zhizhao obediently retreated behind Han Fang. The two government officials covered their mouths hard. A needle drop could be heard in the room, leaving only a strong burnt smell floating in the air.

Jiang Xihe circled around the body, recalling what Sun Chang had taught her, took out the knife from the wooden box, and nodded to Han Fang.

"Brother Han, let's start with the head first." Jiang Xihe said softly, "The hair is missing and the eyes are open."

Jiang Xihe turned the body to lie on its side again. “There were no red spots or blisters on the back of the body.”

The Korean side records everything one by one.

In just one stick of incense, Jiang Xihe found the trachea and separated it from his throat. The two government officials watched with horror.

Jiang Xihe looks pretty. When he is not talking, his dark eyes are like a pool of spring water. He is at his most beautiful at the age of sixteen.

But at this moment, this girl who could not help but be loved was holding the trachea of ​​the deceased who had been burnt to black charcoal, turning it over and over in her hands, and the two government officials couldn't bear to look at it.

Jiang Xihe stared at He Anmei's trachea for a long time and said slowly, "No charcoal powder was found in the nose, mouth and trachea..."

Pei Zhizhao wanted to ask a question, but when he saw Jiang Xihe's eyes clearing up a little, he knew that she had made a major discovery, so he couldn't bear to disturb him and just expected her to continue. Jiang Xihe put the trachea aside and opened He Anmei's mouth. She wiped it repeatedly with a wet cloth soaked in vinegar. He Anmei's charred head was held in her heart, and Jiang Xihe turned a deaf ear.

After a long while, Jiang Xihe's mouth widened, as if he was happy to have discovered the truth, "Brother Han, you must write clearly that your teeth are falling out and there are a lot of blisters in your mouth."

The inspection lasted for an hour. By the time Jiang Xihe restored the body and covered it with white cloth again, it was already dark.

Pei Zhizhao never asked questions. He only saw Jiang Xihe carefully inspecting and explaining in detail, becoming more and more confident. The moment she finished the autopsy, her eyes flashed with the calmness of winning.

Jiang Xihe smiled at Pei Zhizhao and said, "Sir, I'm done here. What questions do you have?"

Pei Zhizhao stood tall and tall like a green pine in the afterglow of the setting sun, with admiration and unconcealable love in his eyes, "Why did He Anmei die?"

Jiang Xihe was grateful for his trust in her, and more importantly, his approval of her. She pursed her lips and smiled, "He Anmei died of arsenic poisoning and was burned after death. As for where the arsenic came from, who killed her, and... Your Excellency needs to send someone to investigate.”

Pei Zhizhao understood that the truth had emerged after the autopsy.

Jiang Xihe continued, "Sir, I have been entrusted by He Anhua. I will write a petition when I get back today, accusing Liu Wansheng of murder. Can we meet in court?"

Pei Zhizhao remembered the first time he met Jiang Xihe half a year ago. She seized the evidence and was aggressive in the courtroom. Magistrate Qi was completely helpless.

Today, Jiang Xihe is more determined than then, with her eyes full of love and persistence. She is like the persimmon tree with strong branches in the garden, soaring upward without fear.

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Aunt Zhao heard that Jiang Xihe was performing an autopsy in the mortuary, and prepared some hot water in the kitchen under Han Fang's instructions. Aunt Zhao admired Jiang Xihe's tenacity. What girl could do an autopsy?

She heard from Han Fang that only an autopsy could determine the cause of the deceased's death, and she was full of heartache and admiration for Jiang Xihe. This girl was good at anything. She was the best at writing petitions in Ping'an County. Now that the autopsy was done, she would probably become the best. Zuo Zuo.

Jiang Xihe walked out of the mortuary and smelled the unpleasant smell on his body. After hesitation, Pei Zhizhao said, "Aunt Zhao has prepared hot water. You can wash it here and we will have dinner together."

This arrangement was very good, but Jiang Xihe was a little embarrassed to have to take a shower at Pei Zhizhao. But just going home like this, Jiang Xihe disliked himself, "Do you have room here? I don't have a change of clothes."

Pei Zhizhao smiled and said, "A change of clothes has been prepared. My bathroom is enough for you, but there is only one bathtub."

Jiang Xihe was so angry that he wanted to pick up the flesh on Pei Zhizhao's waist, and when he rubbed it against his clothes, he felt that his muscles were hard, and his fingertips only had the silky feel of the material coming off his hands.

Jiang Xihe found that Pei Zhizhao took a step away from her.

She looked at her fingers, thinking that she had just touched the body. Pei Zhizhao didn't say he was disgusted, but his actions revealed his heart.

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A trace of malicious intent flashed in Jiang Xihe's eyes.

Guessing what Jiang Xihe wanted to do, Pei Zhizhao walked quickly to the inner courtyard.

Jiang Xihe caught up with him with a smile, while Pei Zhizhao dodged nimbly.

"Pei Zhizhao, you dislike me!" The female voice was gentle and filled with reproach.

"Jiang Xihe, you wronged me!" The male voice said in a low voice with a smile.

The night fell, leaving only the rustling of leaves to accompany their laughter.

　Today is the Lunar New Year's Eve in 2024. I wish the little cuties who read this article a happy Spring Festival and good luck in the Year of the Dragon. We are about to have the finale after the festival. Thank you all for accompanying us all the way and holding on!

　　

　

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