Song Yi

Chapter 151 A mess (Happy New Year's Day)

Feng's knees softened, and she almost fell to her knees, but thanks to Lin Qingdai's support, she stopped, and said in a hoarse voice, "Doctor Wen, please save me, I want to fall into this disease, not only If you can't support your son, it will become a burden to your son, so how can you live in the future!"

Du Wenhao said: "Since I'm treating you, I naturally won't ignore half of it. Your disease just happened, and it's still too late to treat it. Use Duhuo Jisheng Decoction to add or subtract according to the symptoms, and it can dispel cold and dampness, dispel wind and nourish blood. As long as the treatment is thorough, the root cause of the disease will not be left behind. Don't worry!"

Feng was stunned for a moment, two lines of turbid old tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, flowed across the ravines and pine bark-like cheeks, and fell to the ground.She was sobbing, and wanted to kneel down again, but was supported by Lin Qingdai, unable to kneel down, her two crippled hands clasped together, sobbing choked up, crying intermittently:

"Doctor Wen..., benefactor...! My old lady... never obeyed others in this life, but today she did..., it turns out that in this world... there really are... benevolent doctors with a bodhisattva heart like you... , your kindness... the old lady... can't repay you in this life, I just hope... to be a cow and a horse in the next life..., to repay your kindness..."

Du Wenhao smiled and waved his hands: "There's no need to do this. You can lie down and rest well. You have to rest with me for a few days. I can use medicine. If your illness delays for a moment, it will delay your whole life. No joke."

Weeping, Mrs. Feng agreed, but suddenly remembered something again, and said: "At the Daxiangguo Temple, when the strange doctor rescued my son, he said that regardless of life or death, I will return it to my son in seven days. I will go home and wait for it." on."

"That's fine. I'll send someone to take you back then."

"But, what if the strange doctor sent my son back in advance and I'm not at home?"

"This..." Du Wenhao thought for a while, "Why don't I send a guy to your house and wait."

"Thank you very much. When I came out yesterday morning, I was in a hurry and didn't lock the door. In fact, it doesn't matter whether it is locked or not. There is nothing valuable in the house, and the tatters I picked up were sold."

"Well, did you hear anything yesterday morning before your son started to have a stomachache? Or something strange?"

Feng Shi thought for a while, then shook his head sadly: "I...I can't remember."

Du Wenhao knew that after she found out that she was disabled, she was flustered and worried about her future life. In this mood, she might not be able to recall any useful clues, so he didn't force it, and comforted him: "It's okay, take care of yourself." Rest, I will prescribe you medicine."

Du Wenhao came to the front hall and wrote a prescription for the pharmacist, the shopkeeper, and the guard, who took the medicine according to the prescription and sent it to Feng Shi to take it.Then back in the inner house, Ah Da hadn't spoken to Lin Qingdai, so she asked Lin Qingdai to cover her face and ask Ah Da about the abdominal pain.

Ah Da has already woken up, lying on the bed weakly, with a nasal tube inserted, speaking with difficulty: "I don't know why it hurts, yesterday morning, I fell asleep and suddenly woke up from the pain."

"When did you start hurting?"

"After dawn yesterday morning."

"Did you eat anything before this?"

"The night before, I ate Wotou for dinner, drank some porridge, and didn't eat anything else."

"Didn't you eat all night?"

"Well! I slept until dawn, didn't wake up at night, and didn't eat anything."

"What about pills or sugar pills?"

"I haven't eaten."

"Did the door be bolted when you slept?"

"It's tied. I tied it."

Lin Qingdai inquired about Ah Da's pain in detail again, cross-examined repeatedly, and came to Du Wenhao's bedroom when she couldn't ask anything else.

Previously, Du Wenhao had extracted the rubbings of this gold nugget with glutinous rice paper. Compared with the rubbings of the previous two gold nuggets, they were completely overlapped, obviously poured from the same mold!Proof that the murderer is likely to be the same person.

These days, the guards sent out to visit have never found a similar gold nugget, but now it is found in the body of a child picking up tatters, which is even more puzzling.

They were trying to figure out who the murderer might be.After Lin Qingdai came in, the three of them felt very strange after listening to Lin Qingdai's narration of the investigation. Ada took out a piece of gold from his abdominal cavity because of intestinal obstruction caused by swallowing gold, but Ada said that the last meal The best ones are corn bread and gruel.

If the gold nuggets were inside, he, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, would not be able to swallow the cornbread without chewing, and it would be impossible not to find that there were gold nuggets in the porridge, so he mixed it with the cornbread and gruel for him to swallow. The odds are almost nonexistent.

In addition, Ah Da was awakened by the pain at dawn, and swallowing gold caused intestinal obstruction for a short period of time. It is impossible to swallow gold the night before and only have the attack the next morning.Therefore, swallowing gold should be carried out before dawn.

Ah Da is not a fool, it is impossible to be fed gold nuggets without knowing it!

Xue Fei'er said: "Could the murderer be a master of martial arts! Acupuncture to make Ah Da sleepy, and then force-fed?"

Lin Qingdai shook her head and said: "Being unconscious and falling asleep after being tapped on the sleeping point are two different things, the feeling is completely different, and the acupuncture point will be swollen and painful after the other party wakes up, but I asked Ah Da carefully, and he didn't feel this way."

Pang Yuqin said: "The murderer passed out with drugs, and then poured gold nuggets?"

Du Wenhao shook his head: "Impossible! Because if it is a decoction, it must be swallowed to swallow it, and if a person who is asleep wants to swallow something, unless he is drunk or seriously ill, he will definitely wake up and he will remember it."

Xue Fei'er said: "Could it be some kind of powder, or smell, and you'll faint if you ask about it?"

Du Wenhao said: "Have you ever heard of this drug?"

All three girls shook their heads.

Du Wenhao said: "That's right. If there is such a medicine, then what do we do with the decoction after the laparotomy to heal the wound? Just smell the drug and get it?"

Xue Fei'er said: "Neither was it tapped on the Sleeping Point, nor was it drugged, so how did this gold nugget end up in Ah Da's stomach? Such a big gold nugget is not a grain of rice."

The four were puzzled, and finally, Du Wenhao slapped his thigh: "Whether it was acupuncture or being lost, in short, Ah Da woke up from the pain while sleeping in the room, and the murderer wanted to pour gold nuggets into him. We have to sneak into the room, let's investigate the scene and see if we can find any clues! Anyway, Feng said that the door of her room was unlocked, and I told her earlier that I would send someone to her house to help wait for me, a miracle doctor, to deliver his son back."

All three girls laughed.

In order to avoid attracting too many people, Du Wenhao only brought Lin Qingdai and his guard Hu Yanzhong, and after asking about their address, they came to Feng's house.

The house was really dilapidated, and there were air leaks on all sides, but the gaps were not big enough for a person to get in. After checking the windows and doors, no signs of prying were found.After entering the house, there was a foul smell. After searching, nothing unusual was found.Looking up, the roof is made of split pine bark.

Du Wenhao asked Hu Yanzhong, the leader of the guard, to borrow a ladder from a neighbor's house, put it on the beam to climb up to the roof, and carefully squat on the beam to check.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and there was a scratch mark on a horizontal bar on the roof in the middle!

This trace is very new, it should be tied and strangled by ropes, indicating that someone lifted the pine bark roof from here, tied the beam with ropes and hung it down, and climbed up after throwing gold nuggets, tidied the straw, and then escaped.This is the entrance to the scene!
He carefully inspected the scratches on the beam, and found a thin white thread on a barb!
white silk?Did the murderer use it as a rope?Or was it from the murderer's dress?
After a moment of pondering, Du Wenhao was sure that the murderer should have used it as a rope!Because the murderer started in the early morning, of course he should wear black clothes for night operations, it is impossible to wear such conspicuous white.

It is impossible to make a rope with silk, this kind of silk thread is on satin.Could it be that the murderer used ribbons or satin as ropes?

Who would make a rope out of ribbon?
woman!rich woman!

Why would a rich woman kill a child who picks up trash?And still use the method of swallowing gold to kill?Moreover, the murderer didn't use acupoints or drugs to make the opponent unconscious, so what method did he use to throw the gold nugget into the stomach of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child?

There are too many mysteries, and Du Wenhao can't find the thread to unravel the mysteries.

He took off the silk thread, went downstairs, handed it to Lin Qingdai, and expressed his opinion.

Lin Qingdai looked at it over and over again, and said: "This silk thread is very special, not the silk used by ordinary people."

"Where is that used?"

"Not sure, but this kind of silk thread is rare. Or, let's ask a satin tailor."

"it is good!"

Du Wenhao and others came to the largest silk shop in the capital, showed the silk thread to the shopkeeper, and asked him where the thread was used.

The shopkeeper called the master tailor, and after the master inspected it carefully, he smiled and said, "Guest officer, your silk is called longevity silk, which is soaked in liquid medicine. It is very airtight and is specially used in shrouds." Up, it can prevent the smell of corpses."

"The shroud?" Du Wenhao was taken aback, and felt a chill in his back. The shroud was the clothes worn by the old man when he died, so he hurriedly asked, "Is there a rope on the shroud? The long one?"

"Of course there are. The shrouds I'm talking about generally refer to all the clothes and fabrics used in funerals. For example, the waist of the shroud is very long."

In other words, the silk probably came from the waist silk of the shroud.

Traveling through so many days, Du Wenhao already knew that when the ancients were generally old, especially those with some illnesses, they usually prepared coffins and shrouds for themselves in advance, in case of sudden illness, it was too late to buy them.Therefore, as long as there are elderly people in the family, they generally have shrouds, including waist silk of course.

This discovery hardly gave any direction to the detection of the case.Moreover, since the thread was on the waist instead of the dress, the murderer could be either a man or a woman, which is even more irrelevant.The previous inference also lost its basis, which made Du Wenhao a little frustrated.

(End of this chapter)