The falling incident occurred in a three-story restaurant called Wenxin Pavilion.
Sun Shaozong brought people to the scene of the fall, and saw a corpse lying on his back on the ground, the back of his head hit the stone pier where the flagpole was erected, and the standard liver and brain died.
Seeing that his life had already been killed, and that the one who died was a new imperial examiner, Sun Shaozong immediately ordered: "Zhou Da, you lead someone to block the front and rear doors of this restaurant. No one is allowed to enter or leave at will without my order!"
"Lin Delu, go find out which room the deceased fell from, and then protect the scene!"
Zhou Da and Lin Delu led the way, and Sun Shaozong walked over to the corpse, squatted down and carefully inspected it.
The deceased was a twenty-five-year-old young man, of medium height, slightly fat, with fair and lustrous skin, and a slightly calloused right hand. It should be the result of long-term writing - it seems that he is usually a pampered master.
There was a strong smell of alcohol on the deceased, and it seemed that he drank a lot before he fell from the building - but for the time being, the possibility of the murderer being suspicious cannot be ruled out.
The deceased's expression was relatively serene, his muscles were slack, his hands were naturally spread out, and he did not show the common grasping shape of people who slipped. Preliminary analysis showed that he should be unconscious or chaotic when he fell from the building.
There were no other wounds on the deceased's body, and part of the skull on the back of the head had been severely deformed due to the violent impact, which was enough to cover up the traces of secondary injuries - so it is impossible to judge whether he had been attacked before falling from the building.
"Dong Weng."
Cheng Rixing looked at him curiously for a while, and couldn't help but express his opinion: "Looking at it, it seems that he had drunk too much and accidentally fell off - five years ago, there was a case of Xinke Jinshi getting drunk. Then, accidentally drowned."
"It's possible."
Sun Shaozong said, but carefully turned the corpse over.
The brains that were originally stuck in the cranial cavity suddenly poured out a lot, the white flowers were greasy, and there was a sound of horror around them, and Cheng Rixing jumped out like a rabbit.
Sun Shaozong turned a blind eye and continued to investigate carefully from the head and neck.
Suddenly, his eyes stopped near the waist of the deceased, and after a while, he lowered his head and put his nose up.
Before he could smell anything, someone in the crowd screamed, "He... he's eating that person's brain!"
The onlookers were suddenly in an uproar, and those who were timid and fearful, even if they wanted to smear oil on the soles of their feet, they would be lucky.
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What kind of look is this? !
Sun Shaozong raised his head speechlessly, and was about to explain a few words when Cheng Rixing already akimbo roared: "My lord is Shuntian Mansion's 'Shenjuan' Sun Tongjuan, and now the case is under investigation, who dares to talk nonsense here? !"
Hearing that it was 'Shen Dian' Sun Tongjuan in person, there was another uproar in the crowd.
But this time, no one was willing to leave. All of them looked at Sun Shaozong with burning eyes, wanting to see how this well-known 'Shen Dian' master solved the case.
There were even a few people in the group, who twisted a white-bearded old man to Cheng Rixing.
The old man was frightened for a long time, and without waiting for others to testify, he kowtowed as if pounding garlic and begged: "Sir, please forgive me, Lord, please forgive me, the little old man really missed his eyes, and did not intend to falsely accuse Mr. Qingtian!"
Cheng Rixing glared at him, waiting for the fox and tiger's prestige to explode, but he heard Sun Shaozong say, "Forget it, since he's old, let's spare him this time."
After speaking, he leaned over the back of the corpse and sniffed, then pulled up the clothes of the deceased, and observed the sunlight from several angles.
After confirming the speculation in his heart, he immediately got up and said, "Let's go, go upstairs and have a look."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone asking in vain:
"Lord Patrol Ambassador, was Brother Su Nian killed by someone?"
"Sentenced, is the murderer trying to kill for money or vengeance?!"
"Sir, you just watched for a long time, what did you see?"
"Yes, sir, what clues did you find?"
But it turned out that at this moment, many people came to watch the fun, and naturally, the scholars and people who lived nearby were indispensable.
These people have their own fame and fame, and they are not as afraid of the government as ordinary people. Therefore, seeing that Sun Shaozong finished investigating the body and was about to go upstairs, they all started to inquire.
It stands to reason that everything found at the murder scene should be kept secret.
However, considering that there are a large number of talented people gathered around here, if you blindly conceal it, there may be some messed up rumors.
Besides, after tomorrow's Luming Banquet, there are quite a few people here who will become their 'disciples', so it is necessary to leave an unfathomable impression in advance.
Thinking like this, Sun Shaozong said solemnly: "Many of you will be in the officialdom in the future, and they will inevitably be involved in criminal name and case determination - well, I will make an exception today to explain a little bit about the joints."
Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this, and hurriedly put up their ears and held their breaths.
I saw Sun Shaozong pointed at the corpse and said, "This person is full of alcohol. At first glance, it seems that he accidentally fell from a building after being drunk."
"But after preliminary observation, it can be found that the muscles on his body are very loose, and his palms are naturally spread out, and there is no trace of grasping."
Having said this, seeing that everyone around was a little puzzled, he had to explain again: "When people are under high tension, their flesh will automatically tighten and harden, and people who fall and fall will always struggle just like people who are drowning. trying to catch something."
This time someone finally suddenly shouted: "What does the lord mean, he was not nervous at all when he fell, and he never struggled at all?!"
"That's right!"
Sun Shaozong first affirmed the man's statement, and then added: "To be precise, when he fell, he should have been in a state of unconsciousness—of course, if he gets very drunk, there is a certain chance that a similar situation will occur."
"However, after I turned the body over, I found a small trailing wet mark on his lower back, and confirmed that it was the trace left by the drink."
At this time, another person asked: "Sir, what is a trailing wet mark?"
"Well..."
Sun Shaozong pondered for a while, then made an analogy: "When everyone wipes things with a wet rag, there will always be wet marks like lines. This kind of mark is the so-called 'drag shape'."
"On the contrary, if there is a puddle of water on the ground, cover it with a clean cloth, and then press and drag it hard, the same marks will appear on the clean cloth."
"If there is such a mark on the front chest, it may be caused by the deceased accidentally, but the mark is now on the lower waist!"
"So I infer that the deceased was most likely dragged to the window by someone after being comatose or dead, and then pushed it down!"