140 Dali(1)
Vigorously died.
He is nearly thirty years old, his son is five years old, and his wife is sick.
The parents at home have white hair in a bun.
The crowd said that they were tired to death.
He moved some grain and flour on weekdays, but he was so reckless, that day he moved wheat flour with others, and people moved a bag, he was reckless, bet that he would carry two bags, and threatened that if he won, he would ask the other party for two copper plates.
Two copper plates
It was these two copper plates that killed him.
No one reported to the official, only to inform his family.
The whole family, the old old, the small.
I don't know what else to do but cry!
The hired man was kind and righteous, and gave a few taels of silver to his family.
Feng Chuan happened to go to a shop to run errands, and found Dali's body on the street.
His face was strange.
If he is really tired to death, he should have burst out of his tendons, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, or his internal organs will rupture and die.
But his face was purple and black, and he looked a little like ......
Feng Chuan remembered a case that he had solved.
The man died of poisoning, and his face would change to another color.
"Wait!" Feng Chuan stopped the others and kept everyone away from the corpse.
Ordered passers-by to report to the yamen.
When the body arrived at the Yamen, Feng Chuan ordered him to go and inspect it, but he really died of poisoning.
"The girl is good enough now!" A smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.
"Fauber, this dead man's hand is also strange."
He looked closely, his hand was half-clenched, which was understandable, or was moving goods.
Feng Chuan heard this. Full of spirits.
The two sacks of wheat he had carried were already here.
Curiously, there are no marks on the cloth pockets of the wheat.
Feng Chuan stepped forward and moved.
"I'm a woman, I don't have much strength to move. How could he, a man with a lot of strength on weekdays, be exhausted to death by two bags of wheat? "And the bag would leave a finger mark if you used to push it, but he didn't.
He looked at it and nodded.
Xiao Mu walked over from the side and took over, "It is very likely that this person died before he moved, or that someone deliberately made a false appearance." ”
That's exactly what I said. This person must have been the one who poisoned him.
"This is a strong friend, and the two are often together."
The man cried and mourned, and he had a deep friendship with him on weekdays. The relationship between the two families is good, and if there is any work at home, I will help do it when I am free.
"Did he offend anyone on weekdays?"
"No, not really! Vigorously be honest. I can guarantee it. ”
I thought about it. He seemed to have forgotten something, and he talked about some of the things of the previous days.
Dali's wife has been weak recently, and a few days ago he looked for a Langzhong to see the disease, but Langzhong took a look and directly said that Dali was poor and sour, and he couldn't afford to see a doctor.
"What's wrong with his wife?"
The man sighed, and there was something wrong with the confinement, and he heard that he was coughing. Bad lungs.
Feng Chuan pinched his waist with one hand and gestured with the other. "Did they have a conflict?"
"Probably not, at least I haven't heard of it."
After understanding the situation, Feng Chuan investigated the people who had eaten with Dali.
At noon, several workers ate together.
Eat the same, cabbage soup, wowotou.
The first man suddenly pointed to the man next to him and lowered his head.
"He gave Dali a nest head that day."
The man was angry, looked at the man angrily, turned his face and explained, it was true that he handed it to Daliwotou, but he asked him to take it, and he immediately gave it to him, and then he also took one to eat, and nothing happened.
"I think you're suspicious, why are you framing me."
The man couldn't help but tell the strangeness of the man just now.
That day, he quarreled with Dali for a few words, and the two made a bet, if they didn't bet, Dali would not die.
A few people around were silent, but what he said was true.
"Don't listen to him, he clearly bites me, he's a lie."
The two argued, and the others spoke fairly, and Dali did make a bet with him that day, because Dali said that he was thin and weak, he asked Dali why he said this, can he lift two bags of wheat flour? Immediately after that, everyone went to work, and soon heard a scream and fell to the ground vigorously.
Feng Chuan looked at the man, and he shouted injustice.
If he dies vigorously, he will kill him, but who will kill him, everyone eats the same, why did he die, some of them must have taken the opportunity to understand their hands and feet.
Feng Chuan believes that what people have done will definitely leave evidence.
The evidence itself comes from people, and the result is still returned to people.
She came up with a way to ask his family if they could dissect it.
As soon as he heard the autopsy, his wife disagreed, and wept bitterly, a person lives for a lifetime, and he can't leave a whole corpse when he dies, which is too much to say.
Feng Chuan understood her thoughts, but asked her again, did he let Xianggong die unjustly, and he didn't look away?
Remembering that Xianggong's death was indeed a bit miserable, she hesitated.
Finally, ask the mother-in-law.
"No, even if my son is dead, he will have a whole corpse, as the ancients said, if you don't have a whole corpse, it will be difficult to reincarnate in the next life,"
Feng Chuan tried his best to persuade the old man, but the old man still disagreed.
"If you don't agree today, the murderer will hide in the crowd, and he is likely to harm more people in the future, would you like to see more families like you who have lost their beloved son?"
The old man still insisted that he would not be allowed to have his son's body autopsied.
Feng Chuan had no choice but to think of other ways.
"Fauber, if you use other methods, can you find out what poison she has and what food causes it?" Feng Chuan looked anxiously.
Fu Bo slowly reasoned that this poisoning only needed to use a silver needle to take the blood of the deceased and mix it with several other herbs, and observe the color, so as to roughly determine which type of poison was in the line. Can......
He shook his head, what caused poisoning by eating must be dissected to be seen.
As long as his family does not agree, the case will be delayed for one day.
"Xiao catches the head!"
Xiao Mu looked at Feng Chuan, shook his eyebrows, and took the initiative to speak today.
Feng Chuan snorted, Xiao Zhutou was resourceful, and found a way to get the family to agree to the dissection.
Xiao Mu frowned, how can he persuade this, he can't be forced, and he can't be secretly dissected.
After drumming for a while, he came up with an idea, and Feng Chuan asked him if he didn't tell him.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Xiao Mu smiled mysteriously, turned around and pushed Feng Chuan's arm away, and Feng Chuan chased after him and asked.
Xiao Mu went to Dali's house, and the family was sitting around because they had lost their family.
The woman seemed to be telling her daughter-in-law something.
Seeing Xiao Mu coming, he looked reluctant, "What is the official doing again?" I don't agree with your dissecting of the corpse of Force, I won't. ”
The woman followed, since the mother-in-law said that she disagreed, then the official should not ask again in the future, why bother to make this trip?
Xiao Mu didn't rush to talk about it, but just asked if the family had enough food and enough money to spend.
"We don't lack anything, you go!" (To be continued.) )