Why is this skeleton black
The yamen next to the coffin glanced at each other with a confused expression.
Ji Yunshu calmly looked at the messy skeleton in the coffin, and spit out two words lightly.
"Poisoned!"
After death, the skeletons are dark gray and black. There are two situations.
One is poisoning.
Second, he took a lot of painkillers before he died.
But Ye Er was in good health before he was alive. He had never taken painkillers, and after taking a lot of painkillers, the gray and black on the skeleton appeared scattered, but the color of this skeleton was uniform. It was very early in the morning. Poisoned and died.
As soon as Aunt Xie heard this, she immediately jumped to the side of the coffin, reached into it with trembling hands, and said hoarsely, "No, my daughter must not have committed suicide, Mr. Ji, please, help my daughter. Find the killer."
"You get up first."
Ji Yunshu lifted her up and comforted her, "Ye'er was indeed poisoned to death, but what is the truth, we will continue to investigate. You have to take care of your health."
Auntie Xie choked with tears.
Afterwards, Ji Yunshu ordered someone to send her back to the house to rest first, and notify her as soon as there is news.
After they were sent off, Zuo Yao stepped forward, glanced at the bones in the coffin, and said in a questioning tone, "Mr. Ji, are people really poisoned to death?"
She nodded.
"That means, the deceased really committed suicide?"
"… "
"If that's the case, doesn't this case have to be investigated?"
Ji Yunshu's expression was flat, "Master Zuo, shall we have some common sense? Even if the deceased really died of poisoning, it doesn't mean that she committed suicide."
"Yes Yes Yes."
"I have to put the bones together now so that I can continue the investigation. If Master Zuo is worried about getting his clothes dirty, stand farther away."
"Not afraid, not afraid." Zuo Yao had a smile on his face, his mouth said indifferent words, but his feet moved to the side very honestly.
Ji Yunshu didn't care either, and ordered someone to move a long table, and then put on gloves to put the bones in the coffin on the table and put them together.
Because the place where the coffin was buried was at the bottom of the mountain, the water in the forest rushed down and just covered it. In the past three years, the coffin has been soaked to the point of blowing its mouth, which has also affected the bones inside. Extremely messy and sticky.
Some are covered with fine mud, some are dripping with wet sewage, and some…
Like a plate of sweet and sour white bones!
Sure enough, on the quality of a coffin.
the other side!
At the Yufu Station.
Jing Rong sat on the upper seat in the hall, her sword eyebrows were hooked, pressing her sullen eyes, her face was cold but not close, and her cold lips were pressed together, giving a kind of courage that was not angry and self-possessed.
On the table at hand, there is a cup of tea that is gradually getting colder.
Lang Bo stood beside him with the same face.
Just, one genuine, one high imitation.
In the center of the hall, there were several officials in the station standing one after the other, each with their backs hunched, their hands tucked into their coats and hung to either side, not daring to look directly at the thorny prince in front of him.
The atmosphere of the whole house is very dignified!
After a long time, Jing Rong's sharp eyes swept calmly in front of those people, and then asked a waiter, "Attendant Lin, this king was ordered to investigate the disaster relief money, you should know?"
"Xiaoguan knows." There was a cautious feeling in his tone.
"According to the case files over the years, the batch of disaster relief silver was sent from the capital, and the package was never opened along the way, and the officials who transported the disaster relief silver said that the box containing the disaster relief silver never left their sight. Until it is delivered to the Yufu Station."
"Yes, the disaster relief silver sent in previous years was delivered to the post station and then carried to the yamen. Among them, the boxes have never been opened. I really don't know why every time I moved to the yamen, I opened it and saw it. Knowing that the disaster relief silver was lost, what was inside… turned out to be stones.”
The voice became thinner and thinner, mixed with more or less horror.
I'm afraid that this will happen to me!
Jing Rong glanced coldly, "Servant Lin, this king is not here to hold you accountable today, but to explain the process one by one. If this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to be afraid."
"It's all up to the lord."
"Okay, this king asks you, after the disaster relief silver arrived at the station in previous years, who has contacted it?"
"No one has ever approached except the officials."
"Then it was transported to the yamen after a long period of time?"
"One day."
"Where is the disaster relief silver placed during this day?"
"In a warehouse dedicated to storing silver."
"Has anyone been in there?"
"After the disaster relief bank moved in, the door was locked. During this period, it was impossible for anyone to enter."
One question and one answer!
Jing Rong's brows furrowed invisibly, Fupao got up, and ordered, "Take this king to the warehouse."
Attendant Lin bowed, "Yes."
Respectfully.
He led people over.
The warehouse is located in Beiyuan, the most heavily guarded place in the station. The building is square and airtight, just like a modern giant safe. There are several rooms next to the warehouse, which are also used to store goods from the past. of.
Outside every room, there are also two waiters watching!
"Open the door." Jing Rong ordered.
With a wave of the waiter's hand, the guard's waiter opened the room where the disaster relief silver was stored.
People go in.
It can be described as an iron wall with no windows and no small openings. When the door is closed, not even a single light leaks out. Even a mosquito will never fly in. If it is locked inside, it may die of lack of oxygen.
In such a place, even a world-famous thief would not be able to break in and silently exchange the disaster relief silver for stones.
Attendant Lin explained, "This is a warehouse specially used to store disaster relief silver. It is impossible for anyone to come in. There are still people outside, and the door key has been assigned to officials. This place is usually empty like this. ."
After listening to Jing Rong, she tilted her head and asked him, "Servant Lin, who were the people who carried the disaster relief silver at that time?"
"The officials who transported the disaster relief silver are responsible for unloading it, and my people are responsible for moving the disaster relief silver in here."
"During this period, did anything happen?" Jing Rong looked at him coldly.
Attendant Lin was stunned, knowing his suspicions, and quickly said, "My lord, Xiaguan has always been careful in handling affairs, and the people under his command will never make mistakes, and when he is carrying it, Xiaguan is also watching, among them, there is absolutely no will be wrong."
Absolutely!
I thought to myself, Emma, shouldn't he put that shit pot on his head
Injustice!
Jing Rong walked around the room and tapped the inner wall with his hand. It should have happened on the way to carry the silver from here to the yamen."
"On the way, no... Yes." He himself was not confident enough.
I don't remember what happened on the road!