Chapter 17: The Truth Revealed

"Who said he didn't have a wound on his head?"

Yun Ci shaved off Li Si's hair and pointed with a scalpel: "Look at what is here?" ”

Lin Xiucai took a closer look, and there was a needle eye that was so thin that it was invisible, if it weren't for his good eyesight, he wouldn't have been able to find it at all.

"You're saying the fatal wound was the eye of the needle?"

Yun Ci shook his head and nodded: "To be precise, it is the needle in this, not the eye of the needle, and it just so happens that this position is the death point of the human body."

If a person with good medical skills places a needle and dies here, it may become a life point, but it is clear that it is just an accidental needle, then the person will definitely die. ”

Then, Yun Ci carefully dissected Li Si's head, and in the end, it was 100% certain.

"Therefore, Li Si's fatal wound is this embroidery needle behind his head." In the public court, Lin Xiucai held an embroidery needle and said.

Mrs. Li couldn't believe it at all, and still persevered: "Impossible, my son was killed by Chen Susu, it can't be an embroidery needle." ”

Lin Xiucai didn't even look at her, and folded his hands: "My lord, the bruise on Li Si's chest is just a skin injury, and it is not enough to kill at all, the real cause of death is this embroidery needle."

I'm not saying it without evidence, Li Si can clearly see the traces left by this needle in the skull he opened, my lord, you can ask Master Liu to take this needle and compare it to see if there is such a thing. ”

Yun Meizi's dissection skills are too powerful, and she can still keep the internal trauma intact, and she can also do a second comparison, which requires how fine cutting techniques to do.

Fang County Ling gave Master Liu a look, and Master Liu understood, took the embroidery needle from Lin Xiucai's hand, and left the court.

But after a while, he trotted back: "My lord, Li Si does have a needle mark with a long needle in his skull, and the needle mark runs through several large blood vessels, and it is impossible to survive even if you think about it."

And on Li Si's chest, there was no damage to either the internal organs or the blood vessels, and it seemed that the skin was indeed only bruised. ”

At this time, Lin Xiucai looked at Mrs. Li and continued: "I think things should be like this, Li Si was uncomfortable because he had just finished fighting, so he accidentally fell while walking, and he just happened to get this embroidery needle.

Although this type of wrestling is technically difficult, it is not impossible that the world is so big that there are no surprises.

It is also possible that the golden needle pierced into the brain will not die immediately, but die gradually, so you can still see Li Si moving for a while, until you notice that something is wrong and call him for a moment to find out that he is dead.

If you still don't believe me, go home and check to see if one of the embroidery needles is missing, and everything will be clear. ”

In this day and age, even a needle is precious, so there is no such situation where you lose a needle and don't realize it.

Mrs. Li's face became a little ugly, obviously Lin Xiucai said something, and she couldn't quibble anymore.

Master Liu sighed in his heart, this little girl of cloud porcelain has great ability, not only can she persuade Li Si to perform an autopsy, but also let him help her speak like this in the court.

And it was three days before the township test, with Lin Xiucai's character, he was the kind who wouldn't care about the fire at home, and he was able to do this.

It's amazing, it's amazing.

In the end, Fang County Ling was shocked: "The truth of the matter has been revealed, and the official is now pronounced the verdict, Chen Susu is not guilty, and Li Si died accidentally."

Mrs. Li, you have to find a way to get Li Si's body back, if you don't want it, the official will send someone to throw it to the mass grave according to the laws of Daqin. ”

In this era, burials also cost a sum of money, and it was common for these poor mountain villages to roll a straw mat and throw people away.

Originally, Li Si's death was pushed to Chen Susu's head, and she could still ask for a funeral fee, but now this calculation is also empty.

Mrs. Li cried with a sad face: "Then please deal with it with the adult." ”