Bone Painting Coroner

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Why is this bone black?

The servants beside the coffin glanced at each other for a few moments, and they looked dumbfounded.

Ji Yunshu looked at the messy bones in the coffin plainly and spit out two words in his mouth.

"Poisoned!"

After death, the bones are dark gray and black, there are two cases.

One is poisoning.

Second, a lot of painkillers were taken before death.

Ke Yeer was in good health during his lifetime. He had never taken pain medicine, and after taking a lot of pain medicine, the gray and black on the bones were scattered, but the bones were uniform in color, very early in the morning, indeed it was He died of poisoning.

When Aunt Xie heard it, she immediately flung to the coffin, her hands trembling into it, and said with exhaustion, "No, my daughter must not have killed himself, Mr. Ji, please, please help my daughter Find the murderer."

"You get up first."

Ji Yunshu lifted her up and comforted, "Ye'er was indeed poisoned to death, but what is the truth? You need to continue to investigate, you have to take care of your body."

Aunt Xie sobbed in tears.

Afterwards, Ji Yunshu ordered someone to send her back to the house to rest first, and to inform her as soon as there was news.

After the others were sent away, Zuo Yao stepped forward, glanced at the bones in the coffin, and said with an inquiring tone, "Mr. Ji, is he really poisoned?"

She nodded.

"That means that the deceased really killed himself?"

"..."

"If this is the case, wouldn't this case have not been investigated?"

Ji Yunshu's face was plain, "Master Zuo, can we have some common sense? Even if the deceased died of poisoning, this does not mean that she killed herself."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"I have to put the bones together to make it easier to continue the investigation. If Lord Zuo is worried about getting his clothes dirty, he will stand further away."

"No fear, no fear." Zuo Yao's face was full of smiles, and his mouth said nothing, but his feet moved away honestly.

Ji Yunshu didn't care, he ordered a long table, and then put on the bones of the coffin together on the table in gloves.

Because the place where the coffin was buried was at the bottom of the mountain, and the water in the forest was rushing down to cover it. In the past three years, the coffin has been soaked and exploded, causing the bones inside to be affected. Extremely messy, sticky together.

Some are covered with fine mud, some are wet with wet sewage, and others...

Like a plate of sweet and sour bones!

Sure enough, on the quality of a coffin.

the other side!

At Yufu Inn.

Jing Rong was sitting in the upper seat of the hall, the sword eyebrows were hooked, pressing on the eyes of the shadowy birds, the face was cold but not close, the thin cold lips closed, giving a kind of courage without anger.

On the table at hand, there is a cup of tea gradually warmed by the temperature.

Lang Po stood beside him, and also had the same face.

It's just that one is genuine and one is imitation.

In the center of the hall, several official Yins in the station stood back and forth, each with their backs retracted, their hands folded in their drapes and hung on both sides, and they dared not look directly at the prince in front of him who seemed to be thorny.

The atmosphere of the whole room is very dignified!

For a long time, Jing Rong's sharp eyes flicked quietly in front of those people before asking an attendant, "Attendant Lin, this king is instructed to check the disaster relief silver this time, should you know?"

"Xiaguan knows." The tone was cautious.

"According to the files in these years, the disaster relief silvers were sent from Beijing, and they were unopened along the way, and the officials who transported the disaster relief silvers said that the boxes containing the disaster relief silvers never left their line of sight, Until it is delivered to Yufu Inn."

"Yes, the relief silver sent in previous years was delivered to the post, and then lifted to the Yamen. Among them, the boxes were never opened. I don’t know why every time I moved to the Yamen, I opened it and looked at it. Knowing that the disaster relief silver was lost, it contained... it turned out to be a stone."

The voice became thinner and thinner, mixed with more or less fear.

I am afraid that this matter will spread to my head!

Jing Rong squinted, "Attendant Lin, this king is not here to blame, but to clarify the process one by one. If this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to be afraid."

"All listen to the prince."

"Okay, Ben Wang asked you, who has been in contact with the disaster relief bank in the past years?"

"No one has ever approached other than officials."

"Was it shipped to Yamen again after a long time?"

"One day."

"Where did the disaster relief silver go on this day?"

"In the storeroom dedicated to depositing silver."

"Can someone go in?"

"After the disaster relief bank moved in, the door was locked. During this period, no one could enter."

Question and answer!

Jing Rong frowned and invisible, wrinkled his robe, and ordered, "Take the king to the warehouse."

Attendant Lin lowered his waist, "Yes."

Respectfully.

He led the people past.

The warehouse is located in Beiyuan, the most tightly guarded post. The house is constructed in a square and airtight manner, just like a modern giant safe. There are several houses next to the warehouse, which are also used to store passing goods. of.

Outside each house, there are also two Shi Yin watching!

"Open the door." Jing Rong ordered.

When the waiter waved his hand, the guard's waiter Yin opened the room where the disaster relief silver was stored.

Everyone went in.

It can be described as a copper wall with iron walls, no windows, no small openings, and even after the door is closed, even the light does not leak. Even a mosquito wants to fly in. If it is locked inside, it may die of hypoxia.

In such a place, even if the famous thieves in the world could not break in, they silently changed the relief silver into stones.

Attendant Lin explained, "This is a warehouse dedicated for disaster relief silver. It is impossible for anyone to come in, there are also people guarding outside, and the door key has always been off the official. This place is usually empty like this. ."

After listening, Jing Rong asked him, "Attendant Lin, who were the people who carried the disaster relief silver?"

"The officials who shipped the disaster relief bank are responsible for unloading, and my people are responsible for moving the disaster relief bank here."

"Did there be any accidents during this period?" Jing Rong looked at him coldly.

Attendant Lin was stunned, knowing his suspicion, and quickly said, "Your lord, the servant is always careful, and the people under his hands will not make mistakes, and when he is lifted, the servant is also watching. This is absolutely not It will be wrong."

Cut the nail!

I thought, Emma, ​​would you put that shit pot on his head?

Injustice!

Jing Rong walked around the house and tapped the wall gently with his hand. It was very solid. He pondered for a long time and said to Attendant Lin, "If there was no accident when the disaster relief silver moved into this room, then, It should have happened on the way to carry the silver from here to the Yamen."

"On the road, no... there is." He was lack of confidence.

Don't remember what happened on the road!