Forensic Poison Concubine

Every kind of handwriting is different. Sometimes Jun Zilin feels that this handwriting is just like the wind blowing in nature. The south wind is different from the north wind, and the taste of the wind is different. The south wind can be very strong, or it can be a breeze, but it's warm. And the north wind, can be small, but even the breeze, in winter and autumn, will also show cool.

Different styles make a difference.

Jun Zilin thought for a long time, about the huxinting note, the result did not realize anything, do want to this south wind and north wind.

At this time, Zheng Pu hurried forward and compared the handwriting on the note with the words that Jun Zilin had drawn according to the strokes on the dead man.

"It seems that "Like Zheng Puyi frowned.

Butterfly two people also looked carefully, immediately nodded, good, is very similar. Every stroke and painting has the same taste.

For example, in the vertical hook and the "case" character on the note, the vertical character in the "wood" part is somewhat similar to the vertical stroke, and the hook at the end is a little bit, as if with a small tail.

After several people looked at it in turn, they could not be sure of all of them, but the matter gave a general direction.

"The death of the criminals in the prison has something to do with the huxinting note. We should find out where the criminal lived and where he traveled, and where he bought his clothes. This is helpful to find the archer in huxinting and find out the meaning of his note. "

Jun Zilin said, looking at his elder brother, "and the marble case, we think it's coming to an end, but if we don't catch it, those remaining evils will cause huge losses to the government. There is also the king of Jin, who is in charge of this case. It is inevitable that he will not be hated by those villains. If we can't find out the remaining evils behind, we can't be sure of the safety of the king of Jin. We have to grasp the black hand behind him. We can't sleep safely until at night. "

Zheng Puyi, who was thinking inside, nodded slightly. In a sense, it was the end, but in fact it was not.

There are still people playing tricks.

"I'll let them check the home town of the dead man. If there's any new information, we'll talk about it then." Zheng Puyi turned and went out.

Jun Zilin sat at the table, staring at the characters in front of her in a daze.

Think of the experience since I came to Lingzhou, think of the end of the case of the former scholar, this is what follows.

Whether it is the arrival of Zhang Ruiyuan, or the single narrow that has left, accompanied by mysterious treasure. At one time, there were four murders in Lingzhou City, sometimes bleeding.

In fact, Jun Zilin did not really sort them out.

The man in the dark didn't really show his head.

And the people who showed their faces also died one by one, and the big man behind never came to the surface.

We have to find a way to find out those people, so that we can thoroughly eradicate the evil and return the people a peaceful sky.

On the way back, Jun Zilin sat in the carriage with her knees in her arms, gazing around, silently absorbed.

Xiao die doesn't dare to disturb her thoughts. She's just a quiet companion.

The carriage slowly stopped. Xiao die quickly opened the curtain of the carriage. She thought she would meet a sick man again, but the coachman came down and set up the horse again. He turned back and said with a smile, "this horse is noisy. It's OK!"

In the air, Jun Zilin reaches out her hand, lifts the carriage curtain beside her, and looks at the scenery quietly.

This road has been walking for dozens of times. The stores here, as well as the people coming in and out of the shops, can be rooted in the memory of Jun Zilin every time he has seen it.

She stroked her forehead and had a headache.

The memory in the brain is too many and too detailed. If you turn out one at random, you can ask how many cracks there are in the yard of the taishifu and the second drawer under the desk in the boudoir. Jun Zilin can also answer clearly.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the scenery outside the window, and saw the little two of the inn coming and going again.

The little butterfly said, "Miss, just now I thought the carriage had stopped and someone would be ill. Please treat me."

Jun Zi Lin smiles and shakes her head, "where is this kind of thing? However, if there is any, it's really strange. The other side is too blatant."

Who knows she just falls, see that Inn small two suddenly ran out, as if something important had happened.

Then two people ran out of the inn door, with a big man in the middle, bumping along the way.

The second child was busy looking for the carriage. In the street, the second child's sweat came out, and there was no carriage left or right. He was so anxious that he had to cry.

The man on the rack kept vomiting, and his mouth was full of filth. The innkeepers who were going to enter the inn immediately avoided and made a detour, and naturally refused to go in again.

Jun Zilin held her chin in her hand and raised her eyebrows with great interest. She quietly looked at the anxious sophomore and the sick man.

Sure enough, only two weeks later, the second child suddenly found the carriage stopped here. Then he crossed the street and ran to let the horse drive the sick man to see the doctor.Junzilin's carriage is not marked with the brand of the palace, not even the brand of the government. She had never used Zheng Puyi's carriage.

Since entering Lingzhou, he has been using the only ordinary carriage.

But when the imperial concubine of Jin went in and out of Lingzhou and yamen, anyone who wanted to look at it would be able to see that the carriage was taken by the imperial concubine.

However, the young man who came here didn't have this kind of consciousness at all. It seemed that he just regarded the carriage as an ordinary car.

When Xiao die heard the man's words, she immediately went back to the carriage and told him, but she laughed, "Miss, someone wants to ask you to see a doctor again today. It's a coincidence that you said it happened every day. It didn't happen before."

"That's the problem."

Jun Zilin got up from the carriage and looked back at Xiao die. "Unfortunately, you didn't bring the medicine box today. It seems that this patient is not so lucky."

"What should we do then?" Xiao die catches up with her. She has nothing, but how can she treat her illness.

The little two wanted to use the carriage to pull people. Who thought that a beautiful woman came out of the carriage. For a moment, he was stunned, but it was still important to save people.

After being told that the person in front of him could cure his illness, the second child gave up his plan to send him to the doctor's shop.

Back at the door of the inn, a piece of disgusting vomit was placed on the steps. Jun Zilin felt her pulse and turned the patient's eyelids. After a continuous movement, she took out the silver needle from her waist. But there were not many silver needles, so she looked up and swept around. This scan made her heart feel a little bit better, but her face was still. She only said, "take some more silver needles. What's the matter with him It's urgent. Hurry up

After listening, the sophomore asked the shopkeeper.

Someone nearby said, "it doesn't work only with silver needles. I'd better hurry up and give him the decoction. Stop his vomiting first."