"Rolling down from the mountain, there are bamboos and stones all the way down, and after the impact, it is very normal to have an injury to the back of the head." Lin Congbiao said.

"It's too arbitrary to conclude that he was beaten like this."

Everyone thinks it makes sense.

Song Ning pointed to the deceased's face: "Although there are many obstacles, there are only a few scratches on the deceased's face, which shows that the impact of the obstacles is not big." And we've checked, and there's no large, sharp rocks or blood trails along the way. ”

"That's one of them. Second, the fracture of the skull is not just examined by touching," she said, brushing the deceased's hair, "and the hematoma formed by a fracture before or after death is very different. ”

"Secondly, based on the average impulse, the mass and weight of the object, and the height of the hillside, even if it encounters a rock, it will not cause such a large impact damage to the skull."

Lin Congbiao was stunned and asked, "What is the average impulse?" ”

"You don't have to understand, the result is that what you are assuming is not true."

Lin Congbiao's face sank, and he felt that Song Ning was too arrogant, he said: "Adults are so strange, after you said a bunch of strange things, you categorically denied the conclusion of the student's autopsy, but unfortunately, no one here can understand." ”

"If you don't understand, it only means that you are not educated, and I will be responsible for anyone for such a result, but I have no obligation to teach a half-baked person like you."

After she finished speaking, Lin Congbiao's face turned red.

Lin Congbiao's status in Longxingda is known to almost everyone.

He, his master, and Zhou He, no matter who came out for an autopsy or an inquest of the scene, the results were authoritative and no one would question them.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came to the court today, Lord Song denied him completely.

The person watching the excitement at the door asked, "Is the adult right, or is Lin Congbiao right?" ”

"Although I don't understand what the adults said, it doesn't look like nonsense, and I feel terrible inexplicably." There is humanity.

Everyone waited for the reaction of the people in front of them.

"So, the adults concluded that the deceased was killed by someone and pushed down the ramp based on the skull injury?" Lin Congbiao listened to the discussion of the people behind him, gritted his teeth and asked.

"That's not all." Song Ning pointed to the injury on his ankle, "The bleeding is purple-brown, such blood is wounded after death, and there is no clotting on the bloodstains." ”

She wiped it gently, and the blood was gone.

"The blood is coagulated, and the wound also has the function of self-healing, but the wound in this place obviously does not."

"Therefore, it is clear that this was caused by the death of the deceased, and it can be assumed that the deceased was pushed down at least three quarters of an hour after death."

As she spoke, the faces of several young people kneeling in the hall changed slightly, and their expressions became truly solemn.

I can even deduce this time.

Lin Congbiao said: "How did the adults come up with this time? ”

"Because of the superficial symptoms of the wound and the ...... of the wound just mentioned," she pointed to the corpse spot on her chest, "there was a light layer of corpse spot on the chest of the deceased, which can indicate that the deceased stayed in a lying position for a period of time after death." ”

"After a period of time, after being pushed down and lying on the ground, a corpse spot on his back was formed."

Lin Congbiao saw it clearly, and his face finally began to look ugly.

"My lord's thing makes a lot of sense." Some people whispered.

"Also, the hands of the deceased are clean," she said, holding up the hands of the deceased and showing them to all those who see, "Just ask, it is impossible for a person who is alive and awake not to grasp and seek rescue after rolling down, and the deceased's hands are so clean that it can only show that he was dead when he rolled down." ”

"This is still on the premise of not finding out if anyone heard the cry for help."

"Yes, it does. If a person is alive, he will definitely have to grab something if he falls. "There is humanity.

"The above is the result of the autopsy, the deceased Zhang Qingsong was beaten to death, and the fatal injury was a fractured skull."

Inside and outside the courtroom, there was an uproar for a while-

"Lord Song made it very clear that Zhang Qingsong was killed."

"The results of the autopsy before that were not right."

"It's definitely not right, why is Lin Da's autopsy so unreliable, he doesn't know so much information and clues."

"How did he perform an autopsy before? It's a lot of harm! ”

whispering, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Congbiao's face.

Lin Congbiao was like being roasted by a blazing fire.

Song Ning put the autopsy on the morgue and looked at Lin Congbiao: "This Lin Lizuo, do you have any assessment and standards for your position?" ”

"From today onwards, this official forbids you to do any more work."

Lin Congbiao's face turned pale, and he shouted: "Why? ”

"It's that I'm sloppy this time, and it doesn't mean that I'm not capable, my ability, you are not qualified to question and not be qualified to prohibit it." After Lin Congbiao finished speaking, he brushed his sleeves and wanted to leave.

Shen Wenyu stepped forward and blocked Lin Congbiao's way.

"Lin Congbiao, right, my official said, your professional qualifications have been cancelled, after today, if you do something again, once the official knows, he will be severely punished!"

"You can try, this official is not qualified to prohibit it!"

Lin Congbiao's face turned pale.

Everyone looked at Lin Congbiao with complicated expressions.

"Lord Song, isn't it too much for you to do this, you are ruining other people's futures." Cheng Zhi rushed from the back office and sneered.

"There can be mistakes in the profession, but there must be no room for imprecision." Song Ning said, "His future is insignificant compared to other people's lives and innocence. ”

Cheng Zhidao: "My lord is really a responsible person. ”

Song Ning looked at him coldly: "Since I put on this robe, standing here, and trying a case, I must be worthy of the bitter master, worthy of the people, worthy of the saint and everyone's trust in me." ”

"I have been worthy of my heart in the past, and I will not lose my virtue in the future."

Cheng Zhi sneered: "It's really sharp." ”

He found that Song Shi'an was very good at seizing every opportunity to bless himself with a halo and render a great person.

It's the most shameless person he's ever seen.

Song Ning retracted his gaze and looked at Lin Congbiao, whose face was pale: "Get out!" ”

"You, you, you're too arrogant." Lin Congbiao couldn't get off his face and shouted.

"The deceased in this case has many signs and clues, even if you are a newcomer, you should not be unaware." Song Ning stared at him and said word by word, "But you claim to have been a person who has been doing a job for half your life, but you haven't even discovered this." ”

"It only shows that you are not rigorous."

"A person like you is not qualified to engage in this profession, so the official will tell you again that you are not qualified to do a job."

"You, okay, okay, we'll see!" Lin Congbiao said.

"Get out!"

Lin Congbiao couldn't stay any longer, so he hurried away from others.

Someone behind him shouted: "This is really a sin, and the autopsy can't be clear, so how can the case be decided?" ”

"Long Xingda has handled so many cases, are there all problems?"

"It's terrible to think about it."

Everyone was full of fear.

"This kind of work, if you fool around, I really don't know how many unjust cases there are."

Everyone was amazed.

Cheng Zhi stared at Song Ning and asked with a group of parents: "So, Lord Song determined that the deceased was killed by someone through an autopsy?" ”

"So, Lord Song let so many children kneel here with two gentlemen, does he think that they are all murderers?"

Those parents said: "Yes, Lord Song, even if Zhang Songqing was really killed, it is impossible for a class of people to work together to kill him alone." ”

"It's not a group of bandits, how can so many people gather to kill people."

Song Ning looked at these parents and said, "If it's a murderer, just look down." ”

"It's going to be fine." Sun Leyang's grandfather sneered coldly and said, "My family Leyang wouldn't do such a thing." ”

Huang Xiandong's father also nodded and said, "That is, they are all children, who can do something to kill someone." ”

"Yes, he doesn't dare to watch people kill chickens at home."

Song Ning looked at the parents who nodded sneeringly: "Then you really underestimate your children, they are not only bold, but also carefully planned. ”

She walked behind the desk.

Song Yuanshi took out a schoolbag and handed it to Zhang Wang.

"This schoolbag was taken out from Zhang Songqing's desk yesterday." She asked Zhang Wang, "Is this schoolbag Zhang Songqing's?" ”

Zhang Wang wiped his tears, took the schoolbag and turned it inside out, shook his head and said, "No, I didn't sew this schoolbag." ”

"yes, so whose bag does it belong to?" After Song Ning finished speaking, Song Yuanshi took out the schoolbag and showed it to all the parents outside.

One parent, seeing the change in his face, took a step back, gritted his teeth and did not dare to speak.

"You're Changchun's father?" Song Yuanshi asked the middle-aged man.

The man nodded tremblingly, "Yes, it's his father." ”

"The bag is evergreen?"

Chang Chun's father nodded: "Yes, it's his, his sister embroidered a small flower with gray thread of the same color on the strap of the schoolbag in order to keep him from being confused with others." ”

If you look closely, there is indeed a flower on the bag strap.

The thirteen parents around brushed and jumped away, trying to stay away from Chang Chun's father.

Chang Chun's father's face turned bloody.

"Changchun, isn't it...... You tell the adults clearly, why did you give Zhang Qingsong your schoolbag? He asked.

In the public hall, Chang Chun knelt with his head down.

"The bag is yours?" Song Ning asked him.

Ivy nodded.

"Why is your schoolbag in Zhang Songqing's desk?" Song Ning asked.

"Because, because ...... Because I threw his schoolbag into the back mountain, I, I was afraid that some people would suspect that he didn't fall to his death, so I lost his schoolbag. ”

Song Ning looked at Song Yuanshi.

Song Yuan took out an empty schoolbag, this schoolbag was very dirty, and there were people's footprints, and the original color could hardly be seen.

"Is this Zhang Songqing's schoolbag?"

Ivy nodded.

Zhang Wang rushed over excitedly and said, "Yes, this is the schoolbag I made for him, and I know my stitches." ”

The schoolbags and clothes of the academy were all bought uniformly, but Zhang Songqing's schoolbag was broken, and Zhang Wang's sewed and repaired it for him.

Chang Chun's father was so frightened that he couldn't stand up, sat down on the ground, and scolded: "You, you child, you...... Thou hast done iniquity. ”

Chang Chun knelt with his head down, his back rickety.

The other parents looked disgusted.

Song Ning glanced at them and suddenly asked Sun Leyang: "Do you know about Chang Chun's schoolbag?" ”

Sun Leyang suddenly looked up at Song Ning, then lowered his head and said, "If you go back to the adult, the student doesn't know." ”

"Don't know?" Song Ning asked Huang Xiandong again, "Do you know?" ”

Huang Xiandong shook his head.

Hu Zhian shook his head.

Everyone shook their heads.

Smack-

Song Ning struck Tang Mu again: "This official asks again, you really don't know anything?" ”