Ji Yunshu gently twisted his nose, took some saponin powder and sprinkled it.
Overshadowed the above herbs.
Gao Meng had been dead for several days, and his entire face was almost gray, even cyan, and because of the rising water, the body was a little swollen as a whole, and his clothes were also stained with a lot of fine soil and grass clippings.
A very embarrassed corpse.
She put on the gloves and started the examination.
The deceased had bruises on the head and back of the head, which should have been hit when they were thrown into the dry well.
She turned the deceased's head to one side, pushed back the messy hair, and looked at the back of the neck from the front and neck, but found nothing unusual, but finally found a black object inside the deceased's right ear, the softness of the object was like bubble gum , she took it off carefully, pinched it on her finger, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it.
Has a faint herbal smell!
But the deceased's ear was not injured.
Immediately, she placed the small black thing on the clean handkerchief and folded it carefully.
Continuing to check all the way down, there was a large black spot on the sleeve of the deceased, as if it had been smoked by fire.
She raised the dead man's hand, the fingers were rough, the nails were waxy yellow, and there was still a lot of dirt in it.
It's the smell of tiger skin.
Gao Meng is in the business of tiger skins, so it wouldn't be surprising if it had a taste.
Then, she took off the deceased's clothes, revealing the fatal wound on her body. It was the location of the heart. It could be said that it was a stab death. The wound was deep, the flesh was purple, and there were even signs of decay, and the surrounding area was still stained with blood.
This wound was the only one on the body of the deceased.
After the inspection was almost done, she began to look at the skeletons that had been assembled.
An hour later...
complete!
She washed her hands and went out of the house.
Jing Rong glanced inside and asked, "How is it?"
"Let's go back and talk."
Jing Rong nodded and said to the Minister of Punishment, "Master Li, the corpses and bones inside are well protected, maybe this king will come again."
"Yes, the lower official will make people look at it well."
Very good attitude!
Only then did Jing Rong and the others leave the punishment department.
On the carriage back home.
Ji Yunshu opened the curtain and handed the handkerchief wrapped in his hand to Lang Bo, saying, "Brother Lang, please send someone to Yuhua Pavilion and give this to Young Master Mo and let him take a look. What kind of medicine is in here?"
"Okay, don't worry, Mr. Ji."
He took the things over, called a little guard, and asked a few words.
The little guard hurried away.
Afterwards, Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong said, "Go to the inn first."
"Inn?"
"Peace Inn."
"You want to find those business trips?"
"Those who know me, Mo Ruo you."
Look at each other and smile.
Soon, the group arrived at the Peace Inn.
After getting off the carriage, Jing Rong instructed the guards around him to wait outside, and only entered with Ji Yunshu.
As soon as he entered, the second in the inn greeted him warmly.
"Will the two guest officers have dinner or..."
Jing Rong's eyes twitched and he said, "The Ministry of Justice is handling the case."
Uh!
Xiao Er's face was dark and frightened, and his waist was lower.
"It turned out to be the official."
With a very flattering smile.
The shopkeeper, who was originally behind the account, heard it, and hurriedly came around, pushed the little Er aside, and greeted him respectfully, "I don't know if it was two officials from the Ministry of Punishment who arrived, how negligent, but the shop is serious and serious. It's not illegal, nor is it a black shop, the two officials are..."
Trembling with fright.
A little nervous.
After all, they are from the Ministry of Punishment, so of course the people will be frightened!
Jing Rong glanced upstairs, her unsmiling and slightly cold face sank, and asked, "Is there a group of merchants who come to Beijing living in the inn?"
"Huh?" The shopkeeper froze for a moment and muttered, "Why did some people just leave and come again."
"What did you say?"
"No, I didn't say anything, the small one said that there is indeed a group of merchants living in the store."
"Take us to find someone."
"Yes, yes, those people are upstairs, the two officials please."
Respectfully led the two upstairs.
Everyone has a heart of gossip, and the shopkeeper is no exception.
As he led the people up, he asked, "I heard that some of those merchants died a few days ago, and they died in the dry well under the Great Buddha. There are many skeletons, and now people in the capital are panicking, some people say that it is the work of ghosts and gods, is it true or false?"
"… "
"How are the two officials doing now?"
"… "
Jing Rong's face was gloomy and silent.
The shopkeeper closed his mouth in embarrassment.
to the door of a room.
"Master, people are inside."
After speaking, the shopkeeper knocked on the door.
After a while, the door opened.
It was one of the merchants, "Who are you?"
Before waiting for the shopkeeper to speak, Jing Rong said, "The Ministry of Justice is handling the case, and I want to ask you something."
"Didn't someone just ask? Why are you asking again?"
Um
Presumably it was Jing Yi who came a step ahead with someone.
Jing Rong didn't tell the truth, only said, "It's about the murder case, so we need to find out."
"Oh." The man was also an honest man, "Then... Come in."
The shopkeeper's task was completed and he left.
Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu entered the room.
There were seven or eight people in the room, and the merchants were in a state of exhaustion. The head of the family was dead, and the dragons were headless. They were flying around like flies without heads.
Ji Yunshu glanced at everyone and asked, "Don't be afraid, everyone, we just want to ask about the deceased."
Sudden-
"I know you."
Someone pointed at her, "When we entered Beijing a few days ago, Ma'er was frightened. It was you, son, who helped."
Ji Yunshu smiled, "It's down here."
"I didn't expect the son to be a member of the Ministry of Punishment, son, you must help us to be the master of the family."
"Is the deceased your master?"
"Yes, the boss brought us to the capital to do business, but I didn't expect..." The man choked.
Ji Yunshu asked, "What happened that night?"
One of them shook his head, sighed, and replied, "We don't know either. After dinner that night, we went back to our rooms. When we went to the boss the next day, we didn't see him open the door for a long time. After a look, we found that the person was not in the house at all, and it didn't take long for someone from the government to come over, and we learned that the head of the family was actually dead."
Everyone in the room wiped away tears and sighed.
Jing Rong asked, "That night, was there anything unusual in your family? Or, did someone come to him?"
"No, we don't know anyone in the capital at all."
abruptly—
Ji Yunshu asked, "Are those tiger skins still there?"
"exist."
"Then have your bosses ever opened a box or touched a tiger's skin?"
Someone quickly denied, "The big boss has never opened the boxes, and I have always led people to watch those boxes. On the way from us to the capital, the big boss has never opened them."
That would be weird!
Since I haven't touched it, why does it smell like tiger skin in my palm
Ji Yunshu didn't think deeply and continued to ask.
But did not get any important clues.
It's all painless...