It was not until the next morning that the officers and soldiers finally found the Marquis of Fuping, although they were very embarrassed, but fortunately the man was still alive.

The little monkey and Hede stayed up all night in the Tingwei Mansion, saying "what they know" and "what they should say" before they were put back in the princess's mansion.

And Zhang Fang's guards were miserable, it is said that after returning home, they were beaten to the ground one by one!

That's how it happened. It can be said that most of them were in his "expectations", and the only flaw was the bamboo tube "sprayer". I don't know if Kunda sprayed the drug inside at that time, and I don't know if Chun Yuchang and Zhang Fang have figured out the purpose of the "sprayer".

However, these are not important for now. After all, the little beggar in question is dead, and it can be said that there is no proof of death.

"The key now is what happened to the little beggar, who he came into contact with, and how he died." Geng Xiaofan pondered and followed the little monkey to the Tingwei Mansion.

Seeing Wang Xian, Geng Xiaofan directly asked for an "autopsy", he couldn't believe the "pretentiousness" at this time, he wanted to personally find out the cause of the little beggar's death.

In the morgue, Geng Xiaofan carefully examined the body of the little beggar, and on the surface, it was consistent with the statement of the beggar.

The little beggar was thin and ragged, and on his feet were a pair of straw sandals made of hand, which were in tatters. The body had only one blunt wound to the left side of the head, a visibly fractured left arm, and other abrasions.

"Eighty percent of the murder weapons are stones." Ling Shi saw that Geng Xiaofan's "autopsy" was presentable, and muttered beside him.

"Did you find it?" Geng Xiaofan asked nonchalantly.

"Nope. If you smash someone, you will throw it into the river, where can you find it? ”

"If you didn't find it, you know you can't find it? Let's go and see it at the scene. Geng Xiaofan casually picked up a bamboo strip, used it as a ruler, and carefully measured the size of the wound.

He had some doubts, which could not be confirmed until he was not at the scene.

Several people came to Xianyang Bridge, Wang Xian pointed to the puddle under the bridge, "Take a look!" The little beggar died there! ”

Geng Xiaofan didn't say a word, and went straight down.

Xianyang Bridge is a stone bridge, and the bridge deck is more than a foot above the water. It was the turn of spring and summer, and the river was not too deep, and the riverbed was not flat, especially where the corpses were, there were obviously two or three protruding rocks, which did not go beyond the water, but could be seen clearly.

Geng Xiaofan carefully measured the edges and corners of the rock, and then looked up at the bridge deck, the bridge railing here was not high. He had vaguely guessed the cause of the little beggar's death.

The little beggar was not attacked under the bridge, but fell off the deck. More than three meters tall, the little beggar fell into the water and hit his head on the stones in the riverbed, causing a coma, blood loss and drowning that killed him.

As for the cause of death, it may be drunk and stumbling, or it may be pushed down.

"What did you find?" Wang Xian saw that Geng Xiaofan was serious, and also ran down.

"Slow down! You have damaged the site too badly! Geng Xiaofan hurriedly stopped Wang Xian, and carefully observed the slope from the bridge to the shore.

"The little beggar fell from there, broke his head, and drowned." Geng Xiaofan is even more certain.

"Why?" Wang Xian and Ling Shi were both a little surprised.

"The little beggar wears a pair of straw sandals, and if he comes down the slope, he will surely leave a mark. Although you can't step on it here, you can't see any traces of straw sandals. I mean, at least a little bit of straw sandal scum or something. Geng Xiaofan pointed to the slope and explained.

"Also, his fatal wound is in the left back of the head, he died here, where do you say the murderer stood and hit him?" Geng Xiaofan simulated the scene.

"The injury in the back of the head means that it must be the murder behind the back." Geng Xiaofan made a gesture of smashing with his hands, "Would you commit murder so awkwardly?" ”

"Could it be that the murderer is left-handed?" Wang Xian saw that he understood, and guessed again.

"That's a good question!" Geng Xiaofan smiled slightly and gestured with his left hand. "This kind of murder can match the wound, but if you smash it like this, where will the body fall?"

"Oh!" Wang Xian understood, assuming that the left-handed man committed the crime, the direction of the body should be exactly the opposite.

"That's what it smashed on the bridge and pushed people down!" Wang Xian also looked up at the bridge.

"Why do you keep talking about smashing. I ask you, where is the murder weapon? Geng Xiaofan was a little speechless.

"The murder weapon, the murder weapon was smashed and thrown into the river!"

"Since you said that the murder weapon was a stone, where did the stone come from?"

"There's no stone everywhere here!" Wang Xian pointed to the bank of the river.

"You pig brain! You ran under the bridge and picked up stones, and then ran to the bridge and smashed people? Geng Xiaofan was really speechless about Wang Xian's IQ.

"That, that" Wang Xian was really confused.

"Lord Geng means that he was pushed directly off the bridge, and his head hit the stone of the riverbed!" Ling Shi already understood, and squatted down to look at the stones.

"It's not necessarily whether you were pushed down, or maybe you stumbled after drinking. But it must have fallen from there. Geng Xiaofan also squatted down by the river.

"The fracture on my left arm was also caused here." Geng Xiaofan pointed to the rocks in the river.

Ling Shi nodded.

"More importantly, the shape of his head wound is the same as this stone, and there is some fine sand in his wound, which is also on this stone." Geng Xiaofan reached out and gently rubbed it on the stone, and there were a few grains of sand on his fingers.

"Lord Geng is really discerning! Admire, admire! Ling Shi is sincerely admired.

"It's a pity, we only know where he fell, as for whether he was pushed down by someone, or if he stumbled" Geng Xiaofan shook his head helplessly.

"I think he just got drunk and fell to his death!" Wang Xian made a bold guess.

"Why did he invite someone to drink, and where did he get that money? Figuring out these questions is probably the only way to unravel the real cause of his death. Geng Xiaofan is too lazy to laugh at Wang Xian anymore, he is simply a "retarded mind", so he is such a "quick catch", I don't know how many unjust, false and wrongful cases will be handled!

"Why don't we go and ask the beggar who drank with him that night?" Wang Xian was also a little embarrassed.

"People must see, let's talk about money first, but what about money?" Geng Xiaofan can only find clues at this time.

"Money? The money was divided among the brothers to eat and drink! ”

"What!" Geng Xiaofan was completely speechless! Such an important piece of physical evidence was actually handled like this by this guy!

"Nothing left?" Geng Xiaofan really wanted to press this Wang Xian to the ground and beat him at this time.

"Hehe, there's left, there's it!" Wang Xian embarrassedly took out a string of money from his arms.

Geng Xiaofan snatched it over.

"What's so nice about this, not all the money is the same." Wang Xian smirked.

"Is it the same?" Geng Xiaofan tore off the money bag on Wang Xian's waist, and took out a few copper coins from it, "Take a good look, is it the same?" ”

Although Wang Xian was startled, he still took it and looked at it.

"Why is it different, it's all five baht!"

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