Concubine

Chapter 347
The morning fog outside was quite thick, Yang Qiuchi liked this kind of morning very much, he walked out, Hong Ling followed behind him, Nan Gongxiong and other six personal guards scattered around, followed each other carefully.

Yang Qiuchi was strolling, and what surprised him was that he came here at night the first day, and he didn't take a good look at the surrounding scenery. Now, what he saw, although not as good as his mansion in Wuchang, was far better than his own The prefect of Bazhou.

He and his entourage were arranged to live in a separate small courtyard called "Chi Jingzhai". , it seems that it was also deliberately prepared for Yang Qiuchi, and there are various flowers in full bloom, which make this courtyard very beautiful.

Walking out of the courtyard, Yang Qiuchi walked to a long corridor. Apart from the exquisite carvings and hollowed-out patterns, the most attractive part of this corridor is the poems on the stone tablets in the corridor. Most of them were written by the masters of the previous dynasty. Look This local rich man, Peng Hexi, is not a rough man.

Before he finished walking the corridor, Yang Qiuchi noticed that Peng Hexi was wearing a white gown, holding two iron balls in his hands, and walked towards him with a smile.

"My lord, did you sleep well last night?" Peng Hexi bowed and asked.

"Hehe, Peng Weng's manor is so tidy that Yang is not in the mood to spend time on the couch. Such beautiful scenery must come out to appreciate one by one, so that it is not in vain."

"Hehehe, my lord is full of praise."

The two walked out of the corridor together and sat down in front of a rockery with a wonderful view.

When I sat on the stone pavilion, the sun had already pierced through the clouds.Sitting outdoors in such weather, tasting the Longjing specially prepared by Peng Hexi, is really pleasant.

The two were chatting, when a servant hurried over, saw Yang Qiuchi was there, and quickly stepped aside, not daring to say anything, Peng Hexi frowned, stared at him, and motioned for the man to go over and talk.

The servant walked up to Peng Hexi, bowed his head in his ear and was about to speak, Peng Hexi waved his hand: "If you have anything to say in front of Mr. Yang, it's no big deal."

The servant said repeatedly: "Yes... yes... so, just now one of Peng Si's subordinates came to report that Peng Si died on the pier last night, and the body is... still... at the Laochang pier."

"What? Peng Si died? What happened? How did he die?" Peng Hexi was surprised and asked.

The servant flinched and said: "The villain doesn't know either. Master, go and have a look."

Peng Hexi looked at Yang Qiuchi, and saw that his expression was calm, and he wasn't surprised at all.

In fact, Yang Qiuchi kept screaming unlucky in his stomach, how could he be like those broom star detectives, dead wherever he went, it was really unlucky.

However, this time I came here, I didn't come to the country for vacation, and if something happened, it meant something happened, so although my face was calm, I had already paid attention to it in my heart.

"Master Yang, this Peng Si is one of my family members. I invited him to help me manage some chores at the Laochang Wharf two years ago. He is a man... It's okay, why did he die? What should I do? ...?" He looked at Yang Qiuchi.

Yang Qiuchi smiled, and ordered: "Send someone to protect the scene immediately, and no one else is allowed to approach."

I am a parent officer in Bazhou, and a homicide occurred in my own territory. I don't know if it was a homicide, so I must take care of it myself.It's a pity that such a pleasant morning was ruined like this, but if such things were in the days when he was a forensic doctor, it would have been commonplace.

Peng Hexi quickly agreed, and ordered his servants to do so immediately.

Yang Qiuchi asked Hong Ling to go back to the room, protected by the female guards led by Xia Ping, there was no problem, and he took Nan Gongxiong and other male guards to set off to investigate the scene.

Song Yun'er went to practice in the garden just now, and she couldn't find Yang Qiuchi after she came back. She was pouting and sulking because Yang Qiuchi left her behind to enjoy herself alone. When she heard that there was a murder case, she shouted happily to follow go.

Yang Qiuchi shook his head with a wry smile, and replaced it with another girl. Hearing about the murder, her face turned pale with fright. How could she dare to come closer to watch the excitement? interested.

The murder scene was at Laochang Wharf downstream of Enyang Township, where most of the people had been slaves of Peng Hexi's family for generations.

When Yang Qiuchi and Peng Hexi arrived at Laochang Wharf in sedan chairs, many people had already gathered on the wharf.

Peng Hexi got out of the sedan chair, and when he saw people everywhere, he immediately flew into a rage: "What's the matter? What are so many people doing here? Are they waiting to be paid? Huh! You walk around like this, and the scene makes you The idiot ruined it! What the hell, except for the person who found the corpse, all other irrelevant people will be crawled away!"

Although what he said was vulgar, Yang Qiuchi couldn't help but look at the old man in front of him with admiration. After all, not everyone in this era understands the importance of protecting the murder scene to the detection of the case.

Peng Si's body was lying on the edge of the steps of the pier, not far away were several work sheds where coolie slaves lived on the pier.

Yang Qiuchi asked Peng Hexi to wait in the distance, and brought Song Yuner to the corpse.

The corpse was lying prone, wearing a blue gown on the upper body and black silk trousers with lanterns on the lower body, which was relatively neat.From the waist down on the steps, the feet are slightly straightened.The upper body is lying on the mud outside the steps, and the hands are slightly separated from the sides of the legs.

There was a low-lying pool at the head, and Peng Si's head was submerged face down in this pool.Flooded to the ears.The hair is a little messy, with traces of pulling.

There were some scattered footprints around the body and the pool.

Yang Qiuchi took out a pair of thin gloves from his pocket and put them on. He taught Hong Ling to make them out of silk, and he carried a pair with him in case there was a sudden case investigation.

He carefully held the dead man's head and tried to turn it, only to find that the stiffness of the neck muscles was already very high.Slowly put down, grabbed one hand on the side of the corpse, tried to bend it, and found that rigor rigor had formed.He grabbed another leg and bent it, and shook the deceased's ankle to confirm that the rigor had developed to the leg.

This shows that the rigor mortis is descending and has almost covered the whole body. From this alone, the time of death should be about eight hours.

Carefully turned the corpse over, observed the color of the face, then opened the eyelids and lips to check, and carefully checked the neck.

Then he took off the clothes and pants of the corpse, and corpse spots had appeared on the face, chest, abdomen, and thighs of the deceased.This is in line with where the plaque should appear in the prone position of the corpse.

I pressed the plaques with my fingers and found that the plaques were not easy to fade. Combining the plaques, rigor and coldness of the corpse, it was preliminarily judged that Peng Si died around twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Song Yuner followed him all the time, watching him examine the corpse with wide eyes.

Yang Qiuchi stood up, stared at the corpse for a while, and said, "Yun'er, you have been with me for so long, you judge, how did this person die? What was the cause of death? Was it suicide, homicide, or an accident?"

This series of questions made Song Yun'er's head dizzy. After thinking about it, she said, "It shouldn't be suicide."

"why?"

"No one would choose to commit suicide by burying their head in a stinky puddle on the pier and drowning. The gown was dirty as if it hadn't been washed for a long time, and it didn't match the lantern black silk trousers on his lower body."

Yang Qiuchi nodded, and said approvingly: "Yun'er observed very carefully, which is really puzzling. You continue to analyze, how did he die?"

Song Yun'er squatted down, carefully inspected the corpse up and down, touched her chin like Yang Qiuchi's usual movements in the past, thought for a while, stood up, smiled wryly and shook her head: "Brother, I don't know."

"why?"

"He had no obvious sharp or blunt trauma, and it is not clear how he died."

"Could it be drowned?" Yang Qiuchi smiled and enlightened.

"It's not like that. Last time we checked the floating corpse by the Ba River, you said that drowned people will have fungus-like foam at the mouth and nose, just like the bubbles vomited by crabs. This man had no nose, so he wasn't drowned."

Yang Qiuchi said: "You can notice the fungiform foam in the nose of the drowned person, which is very good. However, based on this alone, it is impossible to determine whether you are drowned. Because the probability of the fungus foam in the nose of the drowned person And only about half. Half of the people who drown don't have this foam."

Song Yun'er was a little surprised, and asked, "Why? Didn't you say that the cold water entering the breathing...respiratory tract of the person who fell into the water would stimulate mucous... mucous membranes, and a large amount of mucus would be secreted, which would be confused with the inhaled water and the air in the respiratory tract and lungs. Stirring, will this kind of foam form? Since they all fall into the water, why doesn't this happen to half of the people?"

Song Yuner's memory is very good, otherwise she would not be the only disciple of Liu Ruobing, who is number one in martial arts in the world.She memorized all the nagging words Yang Qiuchi said during the autopsy. Although she was not very good at using them, she just swallowed them whole and had a half-knowledge.

Yang Qiuchi looked at her with a smile: "Yun'er is very smart, as I said before, that's the reason for the fungoid foam. But not everyone will be like this. Some people's respiratory tract mucosa is not sensitive, so a lot of mucus or foam will not appear. There are very few, so that these foams will not appear, and some drownings are not so irritating to the mucous membranes, and some "dry drowning" drowning victims die before they can swallow water into the respiratory tract and lungs. won't show up either."

Song Yun'er was even more surprised: "The drowned person...how could this happen?"

"Yes, and it's not uncommon." Yang Qiuchi and Song Yuner were very patient when explaining the common sense of forensic science, and he hoped that Song Yuner could become his good helper, "This kind of person's nerves are particularly sensitive, and the reflex vagus nerve is suppressed by cold water stimulation , leading to cardiac arrest and death. This is called water shock death. Simply put, this kind of drowning is not actually drowning, but being frightened to death.”

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