The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

Liu Qingsong choked for a moment, and before making a sound, he listened to Liu Pinjian beside him, “How can you tell that the murderer is not Jingguan?" ”

Xiao Songdao, “As I've checked before, Jinggao has always been very brief, and most of the time is with the owner of the restaurant. The location of the crime was Guan Gong Temple, not Moon Old Temple. If it has been determined that the body was not moved, why did they all go there? The biggest possibility is that someone lured them, misled them, led them into the temple before committing the murder, so even if Kiyogaki is too much of a murderer, he's just one of them. ”

Liu Pinzhen nodded, “Perhaps the assailant would be a pure favor according to the rationale of the analysis? ”

Xiao Song couldn't deny a smile. He suspected Jing Hui from the beginning. Unfortunately, because there was not enough physical evidence, even the motive for the murder was unclear. Now there is Jing Gao as the first suspect, there is no way to arrest her.

Liu Pinzhen sighed, “It seems necessary to verify the identity of several female Neighbors as soon as possible. I asked the owner of the restaurant, and she is not quite clear. This background is deep enough! ”

The fog in the rainy night added a rich atmosphere of killing in the mountains. Everyone was silent. All they could find was the burning noise of the fire torch. Occasionally, there were reports of servitude and other objects.

Xiao Song stood on the edge of the garden holding an umbrella like a pine, quietly looking at a large, wretched jade flower garden. Liu Ping made several people wonder whether it was cold or nervous, rubbing their feet from time to time.

There was a rush of footsteps coming from behind. Liu Qingsong turned around and immediately opened a smile on his face, joyfully said, “Jiulong, look, there are so many beautiful master. ”

Xiao Song refused to move and ignored him. Until the evening green voice came, “Xiaolangjun, Liu Shishi, my wife ordered me to deliver the letter. ”

Xiao Song turned around. Late Green wanted to give the letter in his hand to Liu Pinjean, but when he saw Xiao Song in a compelling mood, and thought that he was the Imperial Guardian, he handed it over to him.

Liu Qingsong snuggled up quietly, one pair of eyes was not large, squeezed into a stitch, measured up and down a few late green eyes, his eyes turned to the blue song, mumbling mouth, “Jiulong, are you two the servants of the seventeenth lady, mumbling, you are very bright! ”

Chang 'an custom, most of the close attendants of the general bride will be concubines, Xiao Song's two former concubines, also close attendants of Lu and Doo's. It is their duty to let the bride learn how to serve her husband at the first night of the bride's wedding, first in the groom's quarters.

Of course, these also depend on personal needs. If the groom insists on not doing so, no one will stuck it. Although Xiao Song died before the bride in the cave, he still needs to be named as a trial wedding waiter.

Xiao Song's face slightly sunk, the night green was on the spot darkened face, staring heavily at Liu Qingsong Dao, “Today we Shiro said, Mr. Sung is my wife's fiancé, don't talk nonsense to my wife's reputation! ”

Xiao Song opened the letter unheard of, and had not yet held it steady. Liu Qingsong gathered up again. He exclaimed obscurely, "Where's Nguyen Lang's fan? This is a private message. I said your wife still likes us, Lang Jun. Otherwise, how can you write this letter? Tsk, isn't writing such a lamentable song a lamentable song? ”

Xiao Song's unheralded robe lifted his legs and kicked the chattering guy around him two lengths away. That foot was so harsh that Liu Pinjean and Yu Bohao, among others, had a cold sweat on their heads.

Green's anger was halved at night, and he swallowed it back to his mouth. He only hated it, “You deserved it. ”

“Thank Lady XVII for me and Liu Jinshi.” Xiao Song smiled as lightly as ever, saying that he had delivered the letter to Liu Shishi.

Late Green owed himself, and returned with all the women Ni. Now the mountains are unsafe, even though they have official guards, they will never dare to leave the restaurant alone at night, so Valjen asked the nuns in the restaurant to accompany Green and Blue at night.

“What does Liu Shishi think?” Xiao Song asked.

After reading the letter, Liu Pinjian handed it to Yu Bohao. He thought to himself, "Fantasy said that his mother liked humming this song. Is it really related to the murderer? ”

“Nguyen Lang fan, it is said that Liu Chen and Nguyen Zhao Lang Jun entered the Immortal Realm by mistake, obsessed with beauty and forgot to return home. After they returned to their homeland, they saw that Xiangyi had fallen away before realizing that it had been ten generations. Later, Liu and Nguyen returned to the mountains in disguise, and Liu Chen invested again in marrying his wife and children to reproduce future generations. And Nguyen Zhao...” Xiao Songton continued for a moment, “He saw through the red dust and left home. ”

The song is called "Nguyen Lang Fan" and obviously focuses more on Nguyen Zhao.

Nguyen Lang... Seeing through the red dust... Xiao Songmei, is he wrong?

Liu Pinjean's tone is also serious, “Is the murderer a monk, not a nun? ”

Xiao Song turned to him for a moment and said, "No, I believe more in the evidence I see than this Nguyen Lang fan. But it may have something to do with the initial circumstances of the case, and we might want to think about the motives. ”

“I still have to think about it.” Liu Qingsong rubbed his waist and came out again sometime.

Liu Qingsong's typical listening wind is rain. Every time the wind blows grass, he can associate it with the story connected to the end. It is also based on grounds and reasonable. This is higher than those of the women in the workshop. I don't know whether to appreciate or despise it.

Xiao Song, “Then tell me. ”

“There are so many possibilities!” Liu Qingsong muttered, “If you kick like this, the kidneys won't be able to use it in the future...” Immediately after that, “he said without bending, but very cruel. Once upon a time, there was a Lang jun who liked to have a woman, and he personally decided to stay with her for life. The two of them spent the previous month, falling in love with the concubine, forming an alliance, and having the fruit of the couple, the Princess was promised to someone else. Lang jun asked the Princess to elope with him, but the runner was a concubine, and the woman didn't want to, so Lang jun felt that the girl had changed her mind and was angry and angry, and went away. In fact, the mother was still in love with him, so she hummed Nguyen Lang fanatically all day long, but Lang Jun didn't know, it was getting harder and harder to calm her mind, so she couldn't wait to see someone else's good, and when she saw someone's private life, she slaughtered her. ”

Liu Qingsong spoke of excitement, and finally said, “Maybe in the end, the murderer found out that this woman was not married at all. The illusion that she was born was his daughter! In the moment, she cried and recognized her flesh and blood, and Goro consciously apologized for the illusion of her mother's kiss, so he drew his sword! What a tearful story... Alas...”

“It also makes sense that the clothes found in the broken temple are also men's clothes.” Yu Bohao Dao.

Xiao Song looked at Liu Qingsong, “Contact the facts of the case, don't talk nonsense. If so, how can Mrs Jinguan take the initiative to die? ”

Liu Qingsong put his mouth aside and said arrogantly, “Well, it's easy to say, in fact, Master Jingguan has always been in love with Munarang. Now the east window has happened, she naturally lives for Love Lang. ”

“The seventeen maids mentioned that the cloud had come from the temple Master Huai Hidden to worship the phantom birth mother...” Xiao was interrupted by Liu Qingsong shouting just half the words, "See, am I right? ”

Xiao Song threatened to glance at Liu Qingsong and saw him shrink before continuing. “But I still feel that Jinghui's suspicion is quite large. First, Huaihui went out to the cloud and just returned to the temple. There is no time for the crime. Even if he is hidden in the dark, there is still a second. Burying the body under the jade flower is not a simple job. We have just seen that all the bodies are buried in the center of the flower garden. It was the flower season before, how can you guarantee that the flower garden will be turned up, but not let the jade flower die, not everyone can do it. Third, according to you, he can't see the lover well, why spend so much energy on the third body, draw blood, feed the ashes? ”

This person must know how to raise flowers, at least to keep jade flowers, and have a long time to stay in the garden, but it does not raise any suspicion. If these conditions are met, there are only pure walls and pure favors, and there are relatively few suspicions of hiding.

If the case were now closed, it would hardly make sense to blame the net hedge for all the crimes. But in the face of more than a dozen corpses, Liu Pinjian and Xiao Song were unwilling to close the case.

“Let's take a look at the body of Kiyogaki.” Xiao Song glanced at Liu Qingsong and walked down the mountain.

Liu Qingsong jumped and shocked, "Me? Me?”

Xiao Song turned back and smiled, “What, too excited? ”

“No, Kowloon.” Liu Qingsong dragged the box down the hill, his back ached his teeth grinning, “Jiulong, listen to me, the old lady is faithful Buddha, she has eyes and ears everywhere, if she knew she would chop off my hand, I read with her for nine years, Ren Kicked Ren for more than 10 years, no credit or hard work, you can not grind down the donkey, cross the river to dismantle the bridge, bird bow, rabbit dead dog cooking. ”

“You did it yourself. It's a great description to unload and kill donkeys, but you curse yourself not to get me involved, who's the rabbit and who's the dog!?” Xiao Songfeng never stops going down the mountain, and he never turns back, "you're only right. I'm just a guy who likes to grind and kill donkeys. ”

Xiao Songjian walked like a flying, Liu Qingsong forked his waist and panted behind him. Rainy road slipped, mountain road was difficult. Liu Qingsong seemed to run especially hard, but Liu Pingjian kept following him slowly.

“Dr. Liu, it seems that Zhaozhang is saying, if you are not afraid of him sending you home, just rest.” Liu Pinzhen walked to Liu Qingsong's side, “Kindness” cautioned.

Liu Qingsong bit his teeth, watched a strong servant help Liu Pin to hold his umbrella, the two of them shook down the mountain, couldn't help but whisper, “Old man, find a servant to help me carry the suitcase will die? ”

But after scolding him, he had to drag the box down one step at a time.

Night rain sprinkled, this box was terrific, but the house in Shadow Plum Anvil was filled with red mud and a small fireplace, and Google Blue boiled ginger soup, and the whole house was full of strong ginger aromas.

Valjen had just finished her bath, leaned on a round waist beard bed, looked at the medical book, and hung her hair dry with a towel cloth at night.

The same doctors, the same experts in autopsies, are in such a different situation that it cannot be said that different lives are different and that it is a matter of character. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)