Not long after, Zhao Que brought a middle-aged man to Li Chen's approach, this man was about twenty and seventy-eight, wearing a clean and neat robe. It doesn't look like a puppet, it's more like a young master of a noble family.

"Master Hou, this is Qin Ming, the puppet of our Hanging Mirror Division. Don't look at Mr. Qin's youth, but the craftsmanship of this work is ancestral, and our Hanging Mirror Division is the best work. Zhao Que introduced.

Li Chen sat at the door of the morgue, his face gloomy, and he didn't say a word. When the group came to the morgue, they found that the old man who was guarding the door was sleeping and thinking, and said in his heart: "This old boy is really big-hearted, and he can still sleep while guarding a room of corpses." ”

But when they entered the morgue, they found out that the morgue was empty, no wonder the janitor slept so soundly.

"What about the corpses?" Li Chen asked with a gloomy face, this old man who was guarding the door had been taken down by the people of the Hanging Mirror Division.

"What corpse?" The old man was taken down by the people of the Hanging Mirror Division in his sleep, which would be a little confused.

"Dongshan villagers?" Li Chen asked in an unkind tone.

"It's gone." The old man said confidently.

"This can be there." Li Chen said impatiently.

"Master Hou, this is really not there." The old man said with some embarrassment. These corpses were arranged to be burned early by his boss, Jiang Langzhong of the Criminal Department, who was a minor official of the Criminal Department, and did a job of guarding the door, where did he do it.

At this time, the compound of the Criminal Department

"What went to the morgue, it's dark this day, he actually went to the autopsy, there is something wrong with his brain." Jiang Wei said indignantly.

Having said that, Jiang Wei hurriedly put on his official robe and led everyone in the direction of the morgue.

"Master Hou, if you want me to be honest, I will be honest." Zhao Que looked at the old man with an unkind face, looking like he was going to be eaten alive. He has long wanted to fight these corrupt officials and corrupt officials, Jiang Wei is Langzhong of the Criminal Department, although this official is not big in Xianyang, but he is an official with real power. If he is beaten for no reason, I am afraid that Li Chen will be impeached. But this little official is different, as long as he can't die, he will fight in vain.

"Master Hou, don't fight, don't fight."

"The corpse has been burned a long time ago, we are just a janitor, where did we do the lord above."

"Don't talk about corpses now, you just want to pick up ashes, and I don't have any of them." The porter said with a sad face. This is really a person sleeping in a bed, and disaster comes from heaven, this is to provoke whom.

Li Chen's face became more and more gloomy, obviously what the porter said was the truth, Jiang Wei had already disposed of the corpse before Li Chen came.

"Yo, Master Hou can't find out the case, is he angry with the people below?" Jiang Wei looked at the porter who was kneeling on the ground and said. The gatekeeper knelt on the ground, drooping his head and not squeaking, for fear that the city gate would catch fire and affect the fish in the pond.

At this time, Jiang Wei naturally wanted to speak for the people under him, and the people below acted according to orders and solved problems for him. Then he is an umbrella above the heads of the people below, and he has to shelter the people below from the wind and rain.

"Who allowed Lord Jiang to burn the body?" Li Chen said in an unkind tone. He thinks that he has every reason to be angry now, and this gang of people in the criminal department is a grandson. It is said that when God closes a door for you, he will inevitably leave a window for you. The grandsons of the Criminal Department not only closed the door, but also did not even leave the window.

"The weather is hot, and if the corpse is parked to cause a plague, Hou Ye may be responsible." Jiang Wei also said in an unkind tone. When it comes to burning corpses, he has already thought of a rhetoric. The weather is hot, and the parking of corpses can easily cause a plague, what do you Li Chen have to say.

Jiang Wei's grandson is not leaking, and Li Chen doesn't want to talk to him at this time.

"Where did the body burn?" Li Chen asked the old man kneeling in front of him.

The old man raised his head and looked at Jiang Wei. Jiang Wei said: "Tell Master Hou truthfully, we are not afraid of shadows. ”

Seeing his boss nodding, the old man said, "It's burning five hundred meters to the west." ”

"Hmph, Jiang Langzhong, please take care of yourself." Li Chen snorted lightly and led people to walk in the direction of the burned corpse.

Jiang Wei didn't follow, and even if there was any evidence of these corpses, they were all burned under the fire.

"Master Hou, I've checked, this pit is buried in the migrant workers who died in the cave, and the other hole is buried in the villagers in the village." Zhao Que pointed to the two new soils in front of him and said.

"Dig." Li Chen gave an order, and the people from the Hanging Mirror Division and the Black Ice Platform began to dig.

"Isn't it all burned, is it still useful to dig it out?" Zhao Que asked puzzled.

"The maximum temperature at which wood burns is only 500 degrees, and if it is this kind of freshly cut wet wood, the temperature is only about 300 degrees. The temperature at which the surface of the human body burns is 300 to 500 degrees, the temperature at which the flesh burns is 500 to 800 degrees, and the temperature at which the human bones burn is at least 1,000 degrees Celsius. This is not a sealed open-air environment, and the flames from the wood are not enough to burn the corpse to ashes. There must still be useful information left on the corpse, dig it up for me. Li Chen looked at the two dead man's pits in front of him and said.

"Master Hou, it's really a pretense to be delayed by being an official."

"Don't worry, Master Hou, as long as you leave me a few big bones, I can ask something."

"Corpses can talk, and what we do is the business of talking to corpses.

Qin Ming straightened out the robe on his body, for fear that his clothes would be wrinkled. This is a man with obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness.

Soon, two deep pits were cleared, and the charred corpses in the pit were thrown in the pits. Not to mention a coffin, there is not even a straw mat for the corpse.

"Zhao Que counts the corpses, and Qin Ming performs the autopsy." Li Chen endured the discomfort in his stomach and looked away.

This toss was tossed until dawn.

"Master Hou, the inventory has been completed, and the body has been examined." Zhao Que said.

Hearing Zhao Que's words, Li Chen, who was leaning on the tree, snorted violently: "Go, go back and say." ”

"Find some straw mats and bury them back." Li Chen commanded.

At this time, the coffins of thousands of corpses must be difficult to find, so you can only find some straw mats to wrap the corpses in the burial.

Li Chen sat at the table with the dossier, his eyes closed and he didn't know what he was thinking, and Zhao Que and Qin Ming on the other side of the table exchanged a look.

"Master Hou, there is something wrong with the corpse." Qin Ming's voice broke the silence.

"Say." Li Chen said.

"Although the bodies were burned, most of them, with the exception of a few, were only scorched with a layer of epidermis, and their muscles and bones were not damaged."

"The bodies of migrant workers who died in the tunnel, although the bodies had broken bones and bruises. I can conclude that these bruises and fractures were all posthumous, and that these people died of asphyxiation. The internal organs of the villagers' corpses are all black, and there is a high probability of dying from poisoning. Qin Ming said, obviously he got a lot of information from the corpse.

Qin Ming's autopsy confirmed Li Chen's suspicion that the migrant workers were first blocked in the tunnel, suffocated to death, and then smashed their bodies with boulders, disguised as a landslide. And the villagers, as expected, did not die of the plague at all, but were poisoned.

So, what did the migrant workers and villagers find that made these people despise more than a thousand lives and kill them?