The morning fog outside was still thick, Yang Qiuchi liked this kind of morning very much, and walked out, Hong Aya followed behind him, Nangong Xiong and other six personal guards, scattered in all directions, followed by their own careful vigilance.

Yang Qiuchi walked along, and what surprised him was that the first day was at night, and he didn't take a good look at the surrounding scenery, but now it seems that as far as what he sees in front of him, although it is not as good as his mansion in Wuchang, it is far better than his own Bazhou Governor's Mansion.

He and his entourage were arranged to live in a separate small courtyard called "Chi Jingzhai", the yard itself is not big, but everywhere reflects the owner's carefulness, even the courtyard of Yang Qiuchi's favorite gardenia, it seems to be deliberately prepared for Yang Qiuchi, and there are all kinds of flowers in bloom, decorating this courtyard is very beautiful.

Walking out of the courtyard, Yang Qiuchi walked to a long corridor, this corridor is the most attractive place for Yang Qiuchi in addition to the exquisite carvings and hollow patterns, is the poems on the stone tablets of these corridors, most of them are written by everyone in the previous dynasty, it seems that this rich man Peng Hexi is not a rough person.

Before the corridor was finished, Yang Qiuchi found that Peng Hexi was wearing a white robe, holding two iron balls in his hands, and walked towards him with a smile.

"Sir, did you sleep well last night?" Peng Hexi bowed and asked.

"Hehe, Peng Weng's manor is really in the mood for Yang to waste time on the couch, such a beautiful scenery must come out to appreciate it one by one, so that it is not in vain."

"Hehehe, the lord praised it falsely."

The two walked out of the corridor together and sat down in front of a rockery with a wonderful view.

When sitting on the stone pavilion, the morning sun has already pierced through the clouds. It is really pleasant to sit outdoors in such weather, tasting the dragon well specially prepared by Peng Hexi.

The two were chatting, at this time a family member hurriedly ran over, saw Yang Qiuchi was there, quickly retreated to the side, and did not dare to make a noise, Peng Hexi frowned, stared at him, and motioned for the man to go over and speak.

The family walked up to Peng Hexi, bowed his head in his ear and was about to speak, Peng Hexi waved his hand: "What is there to say in front of Lord Yang, what's the big deal." ”

The family whispered: "Yes...... Be...... In this way, one of Peng Si's subordinates reported that Peng Si died on the dock last night, and his body is now ...... Still ...... At the old yard pier. ”

"What? Peng Si is dead? What's going on? How did he die? Peng Hexi was taken aback and asked.

The family cringed and said, "The villain doesn't know. Sir, go and have a look. ”

Peng Hexi looked at Yang Qiuchi and saw that his face was calm and there was nothing surprised about him.

In fact, Yang Qiuchi screamed bad luck in his stomach, how could he be like those broom star detectives, and he died wherever he went, it was really unlucky.

However, this trip is not a vacation to the countryside, and something happens to show that something is wrong, so although his face is silent, he has already paid attention in his heart.

"Lord Yang, this Peng Si is my own family, and I invited me to help me manage some chores at the Laochang Wharf two years ago, how can I be a person...... Why did you die, what can you do ......? Looking at Yang Qiuchi.

Yang Qiuchi smiled and ordered: "Immediately send someone to protect the scene, and don't allow idle people to approach." ”

He is a parent official in Bazhou, and there is a murder case in his own territory, and it is not clear whether he killed him, so he must take care of it himself. It was a pity that such a pleasant morning was ruined like this, but if such a thing was a forensic doctor back then, it would have been commonplace.

Peng Hexi hurriedly agreed and instructed his subordinates to do so immediately.

Yang Qiuchi asked Hong Aya to go back to the room, protected by the female escort team led by Xia Ping, there was no problem, and he took Nangong Xiong and other male escorts to set off to investigate the scene.

Song Yun'er went to practice in the garden just now, and when she came back, she couldn't find Yang Qiuchi, just because Yang Qiuchi left her off and went away alone, she sulked, and when she heard about the murder, she shouted with joy to follow.

Yang Qiuchi smiled bitterly and shook his head, changed to another girl, when she heard about the murder, her face turned white with fright, how could she dare to get closer to see the excitement, only a tomboy like her would be so interested in homicide investigation and arrest.

The scene of the murder was at the Laochang Wharf downstream of Enyang Town, where most of the people had been enslaved by Peng Hexi's family for generations.

By the time Yang Qiuchi and Peng Hexi arrived at the Laochang Wharf in a sedan chair, there were already many people gathered on the wharf.

Peng Hexi got off the sedan chair and saw people everywhere, and immediately became furious: "What's the matter? What are so many people doing here? Waiting for pay? Hum! You're walking around like this, and you're ruining the scene, you idiots! What the hell, except for the person who found the corpse, the rest of the irrelevant things are crawled away by Lao Tzu! ”

Although these words were vulgar, they also made Yang Qiuchi couldn't help but look at the old man in front of him, after all, not everyone in this era understands the importance of protecting the scene of a murder and solving the case.

Peng Si's body lay on the edge of the dock steps, and not far away were several shacks where the dock coolie slaves lived.

Yang Qiuchi asked Peng Hexi to wait in the distance, and he took Song Yun'er to the corpse.

The corpse was lying on its stomach, wearing a blue coat on the top and lantern black silk trousers on the bottom, which was relatively neat. Lower than the waist on the steps, feet slightly straightened. The upper body lies on the dirt floor outside the steps, and the hands are slightly separated from the sides of the legs.

There was a low-lying pool of water at the head of the head, and one of Peng Si's heads was submerged face down in the pool. Flooding the ears with water. The hair was a little messy and had been pulled off.

There were scattered footprints around the corpses and waterholes.

Yang Qiuchi took out a pair of thin gloves from his arms and put them on, which he taught Hongya to make of silk, and brought a pair with him to prevent temporary case investigation.

He carefully held the deceased's head and tried to turn it, but found that the stiffness of the neck muscles was already very high. Slowly lowering it, he grabbed a hand on the side of the corpse, tried to bend it, and found that the zombie had formed. Grabbing another leg and bending it, and shaking the deceased's ankle to make sure the mortis had progressed to the leg.

This shows that the zombie is descending, almost all over the body, and from this point alone, the time of death should be about eight hours.

Carefully turning the body upside down, observing the color of the face, then opening the eyelids and lips to examine the neck.

Then he took off the corpse's clothes and pants, and corpse spots appeared on the front of the deceased's face, chest, abdomen, and thighs. This is consistent with where the corpse spots should appear in the prone position.

pressed the corpse spots with his fingers, and found that the corpse spots were not easy to fade, combined with the corpse spots, corpse stiffness and corpse coldness, it was preliminarily judged that Peng Si died at about 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Song Yun'er kept following him, watching him examine the corpse with wide eyes.

Yang Qiuchi stood up, stared at the corpse and thought for a while, and said, "Yun'er, you have been with me for so long, can you judge, how did this person die?" What is the cause of death? Was it suicide, homicide, or an accident? ”

This series of questions made Song Yun'er's head bigger, thought about it, and said, "It shouldn't be suicide." ”

"Why?"

"No one would choose to kill themselves by burying their head in a stinky puddle on the docks and drowning, that's disgusting, I'm afraid Hanako won't be able to do it, not to mention that he is wearing a decent one, but the gown is dirty as if it hasn't been washed for a long time, and it doesn't match the lantern black silk trousers on his lower body."

Yang Qiuchi nodded and said approvingly: "Yun'er has observed very carefully, which is indeed a bit puzzling. You then analyze, how did he die? ”

Song Yun'er squatted down, carefully checked the corpse up and down, left and right, touched her chin from Yang Qiuchi's previous habitual movements, pondered for a while, stood up, and shook her head with a wry smile: "Brother, I don't know." ”

"Why?"

"He had no obvious sharp or blunt trauma, so I can't tell how he died."

"Could it be drowned?" Yang Qiuchi smiled and inspired.

"Not really, the last time we inspected the floating corpse on the banks of the Ba River, you said that the drowned person will have a mushroom-like foam on his mouth and nose, like a crab spitting out bubbles. This man doesn't have a nose, so it's not drowned. ”

"It's good that you can notice the mushroom-like foam on the nose of the drowned person," Yang said. However, this alone does not make a judgment on whether or not drowning was made. Because the mushroom-like foam in the nose of a drowned population is only about half the time. Half of the people who drown do not develop this foam. ”

Song Yun'er was a little surprised and asked, "Why?" You're not saying that cold water enters the overboard's breath...... Respiratory tract, irritation sticky ...... The mucous membrane secretes a large amount of mucus, which is mixed with the water inhaled and the air in the respiratory tract and lungs, and is this foam formed? Since they are all overboard, why don't half of them have this situation? ”

Song Yun'er's surname is very good, otherwise she would not be able to become the only disciple of Liu Ruobing, who is the first in the world in martial arts. She remembered all the words that Yang Qiuchi said during the autopsy, although she didn't know how to use them, she just swallowed dates and didn't understand anything.

Yang Qiuchi looked at her with a smile: "Yun'er is very smart, what I said before is the reason for the appearance of mushroom-like foam." But not everyone will be like this, some people are not sensitive to the mucous membrane of the respiratory tract, so there will be no large amount of mucus or very little, so that there will be no such foam, and some drowning fluid is not so irritating to the mucous membranes, and some 'dry' drowning people have not had time to swallow water into the respiratory tract and lungs, and they will die and will not appear. ”

Song Yun'er was even more strange: "The drowning person ......, how can this be?" ”

"Yes, and not unusually." Yang Qiuchi and Song Yun'er were very patient when explaining the common sense of forensic science, and he hoped that Song Yun'er could become his good helper, "This kind of person's nerves are particularly sensitive, and the reflex surnamed vagus nerve is inhibited by cold water stimulation, resulting in cardiac arrest and death. It's called water shock death. To put it simply, this kind of drowning person is not actually drowned, but scared to death. ”

(To be continued)