Little Detective of the Tang Dynasty: What to do if you are beheaded at the beginning?

The next day, Song Zhen was dragged to the fire scene by Di Renjie helplessly.

It was a mess there, and nothing could be seen.

The burning items at the scene had been cleared away long ago.

"What are you looking for? How to find it?" Song Zhen was speechless when he saw the tragic scene here.

Di Renjie said as he walked: "If you were a thief, what would you try to destroy?"

"It depends on what kind of transportation and where the crime was committed." Song Zhen pondered for a while, "If the tax money was stolen on the way to the dock, then the only tool for the crime was the carriage."

Di Renjie added: "And the horse."

"Horse?" Song Zhen touched his chin. If the horse was burned at the scene, it could be revealed by some means.

However, it is a bit difficult to find the place where the horse's body was stored before.

Song Zhen squatted down, because the ground was pitch black, he couldn't see anything.

So, he thought of a way, he just supported himself with his hands, did a push-up posture, and then tilted his head to keep his sight parallel to the ground.

His sight observed the ups and downs of the ground.

Suddenly, he noticed four not very obvious gullies a hundred meters away.

Song Zhen walked over and said in a deep voice: "These gullies should be left by the carriage."

Di Renjie nodded in agreement.

Song Zhen followed the gullies and kept looking forward, and found that it was broken in the middle, and then continued fifty meters away.

"What's going on?"

Di Renjie crossed his arms and pondered, "I guess the carriages should have come from different directions and then concentrated here to be destroyed."

"It's possible."

Song Zhen stood up and said, "Let's go back."

"Why go back? Don't you want to continue looking?"

"No, no, no, we must first find witnesses. Otherwise, wouldn't it be in vain?"

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Song Zhen went to prepare the materials, and Di Renjie called the Chief of Hongzhou to help witness. When the governor Huang heard that there was progress in the case of missing tax money, he hurried over to see.

This case is of great importance. If the saint wants to investigate the responsibility, it will definitely be held accountable to him, the governor, instead of Li Yuanying.

This is a matter of life and death. The governor Huang did not dare to neglect it. He hurriedly put down all the work at hand and followed Di Renjie eagerly.

When they arrived at the fire scene, Song Zhen had been waiting here for a long time.

"Oh, Minister Song, I've heard of you for a long time." As soon as Huang got off the carriage, he came over with a flattering face.

Although Song Zhen's official position is only the fourth rank, it is one level lower than his third rank.

But this person is a big celebrity around His Majesty, and he has a close relationship with the royal relative Teng Wang. It is said that he has a good relationship with the current ministers of the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Justice.

Not to mention licking, at least you have to build a good relationship.

If there were not so many people, Huang would probably call him "Brother Song".

Song Zhen smiled faintly and nodded, pointing directly to the ground and said: "As everyone knows, a big fire broke out here twelve days ago. The fire was so big that ordinary people could not get close."

"The weather was wet and cold that day, why did it suddenly catch fire?"

"Huaiying speculated that it was not the forest that burned itself, but someone did it deliberately."

Huang couldn't help but sigh, it's true that heroes come from young people. Minister Song is so young, but his mind is so meticulous. I admire him.

Did he seem to have overlooked two words?

Song Zhen continued, "Since someone deliberately set the fire, we boldly speculate that it might be the thieves who stole the tax money and did it to cover up the truth?"

Everyone nodded again to show their approval.

"Let's put ourselves in their shoes. If the thieves were you, what would you be eager to destroy?"

Huang Zhishi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said embarrassedly, "Minister Song, this is not a joke. How could we be embezzling?"

"?" Song Zhen narrowed his eyes, "I didn't say it was you, why are you so nervous?"

Di Renjie took the opportunity to carefully observe the changes in everyone's expressions.

Hu Changshi was pushed out and asked to answer quickly.

"Minister Song, I guess the thieves will be eager to destroy the bodies and wipe out the traces."

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"May I ask if any of the clerks responsible for transporting the tax money that day died?"

"That's not the case." Hu Changshi smiled awkwardly but politely.

Song Zhen was too lazy to play dumb, so he said directly: "If I were a thief, I would probably destroy the tools first."

"There are two places where the tax money disappeared. The first is the road from Hongzhou government office to Ganjiang Wharf."

"Second, it may be on the waterway to Jiangzhou."

"Then, if the crime was committed on land, there is only one tool used, that is, the carriage carrying the tax money, and the horse."

Huang CiShi asked: "Hu Changshi, how did you arrange our carriages?"

"Reply to Huang Zhishi, our government office does not have so many carriages, so they are all prepared by Hongmen."

Self-prepared? There are many places that can be manipulated.

The simplest way is to set up a mechanism inside the carriage.

Song Zhen didn't say anything nonsense. He picked up a bunch of hay, walked to the center, and lit the firewood without saying a word.

Everyone didn't know what he meant or what he was doing?

They came up to observe.

When the hay was burned out, Song Zhen blew the ash lightly, and white spots immediately appeared on the ground.

"This is..." Everyone was shocked!

Song Zhen squatted down and observed the traces on the ground with his eyes wide open.

There seemed to be a series of phantoms in front of his eyes, covering one layer after another.

"One, two, three, four..."

A total of six horses appeared!

Song Zhen stood up and frowned, asking, "What's going on? Why are there only six horses?"

Could it be?

Di Renjie stepped forward and asked Song Zhen how he did it.

Song Zhen pointed to the white spots on the ground and answered their questions.

"This is the corpse position display technique."

"The skin and flesh of animals are generally rich in fat. When burned by flames, the subcutaneous fat will overflow and seep into the mud."

"Burning with fire can make the fat that has seeped into the mud float out of the ground again and stick to the ash."

Is it so powerful? Song Zhen's theory was so convincing that a group of people were stunned.

Huang Zhishi and others had another question. Even if it was proved that there were traces of burning corpses here, what would it matter?

Song Zhen walked around, picked up a wooden stick, and then drew on the ground.

"Everyone, please look, what does this corpse look like?"

Everyone was shocked: "It's actually a horse?"

Song Zhen drew the shapes of six horses one by one, and Huang Zhishi finally found the problem.

He turned to Hu Changshi and asked: "How many carriages are needed to carry 10,000 tax money?"

"Reply to Huang Zhishi, about 15 carriages."

60,000 catties equals 30,000 kilograms, and 1,000 kilograms equals one ton, which means that 10,000 tax money equals 30 tons.

A carriage is pulled by three horses and carries about 2 tons, which means that 15 carriages are reasonable.

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