Zhou Jiang and Cheng Zhi stood on the path outside the crowd, and they really wanted to know how she was going to perform an autopsy, so they sent a small servant up to see it.

Cheng Zhidao: "Zhang's motives, you confirmed it, right?" ”

"Hmm. She and Su Qiang have a grudge. I was originally afraid that Su Qiang would be missed, but Su Qiang had witnesses to prove the time, so I was relieved. ”

"That Zhang's water-based poplar is bold."

Zhou Jiang found that Su Qiang was also watching the excitement on the other side, and smiled sarcastically.

Cheng Zhi bowed his head, stared at the coffin over there and whispered, "What do you think she can find out?" ”

"I don't know." Zhou Jiang shook his head and asked Lin Biao who came over, "What does Uncle Lin think?" ”

Lin Congbiao replied: "The difficulty of this case is the murderer's motive for killing, not the autopsy and investigation of the murderer. ”

Almost transparent.

Zhou Jiang also felt that it was, and now that they have re-verified and confirmed the murderer's motive, it is really foolproof.

"Then let's watch." Cheng Zhidao.

He was waiting, waiting for the right moment, and he hit it with one blow, so that she couldn't turn over at all.

The body of the deceased was carried out of the coffin.

The deceased's shroud is untied.

At that time, the spirit was suspended for two days and was buried, and today it is eighteen days. But because it was a very low winter and buried in the ground, the corpse appeared green, and it was only in the lower abdomen, and because the deceased died of blood loss, and lost a lot of blood when his limbs were cut off after death, so the integrity of this corpse was beyond Song Ning's expectations.

"Good luck." Song Ning looked at the appearance of the corpse from the beginning.

Although the corpse's face was injured, the color of the face was gray-green, and it had been somewhat deformed, but it could still be seen that the deceased's appearance before his death was seven or eight points similar to Wu Yishan, and his stature was not high, and his figure was not thin.

The deceased's upper arm was cut off three inches below the shoulder, and the cut was very uneven, and the upper and lower knives were slashed indiscriminately.

It's a very unskilled chopping method.

The cutting of the two legs is not untidy, and the cutting position is not symmetrical, and the right leg is higher than the left leg. The cut of the right leg is about six inches from the groin, while the left leg is cut off at the knee.

This cut is quite arbitrary.

It was as if the murderer couldn't move, and his left leg was perfunctory.

Some people were afraid to exclaim, and did not dare to seriously look at the corpse.

For Song Ning, this corpse is very well preserved, but for ordinary people, this incomplete corpse is very terrifying.

Wu Yishan was also pale and unsteady on his feet, someone brought a haystack to him, he sat down with his help, and looked at the corpse in a daze.

"Zhang Liangcai." Song Ning asked Zhang Liangcai, "Confirm that the body is Wu Qikun?" ”

Zhang Liangcai nodded.

Song Ning bowed his head and began the autopsy.

From head to toe, face, body, she sang the report again.

Wu Xian recorded them one by one and whispered: "There is no difference. ”

Song Ning bowed his head.

Outside the crowd, Lin Congbiao was very proud, Song Ning did not detect anything superfluous, and the results he obtained were exactly the same.

Song Ning stopped, staring at the corpse and not knowing what he was thinking.

There was silence around, and everyone didn't dare to speak easily, because after getting to know each other once, they also had a preliminary understanding of Lord Song's style of doing things.

Lord Song is funny and has no shelves, but when she does things, she likes to be quiet.

What's more, this is the time for the autopsy, and the deceased is great, so we must always pay respect.

Song Yuanshi also looked at her quietly and did not make a sound.

Song Ning's eyes were carefully watched from beginning to end, but his heart was quickly sorting out the order of this case from beginning to end.

Xiao Ling said that he sent Wu Qikun home at four o'clock, and Su's mother also confirmed this time, and when Su's mother was inspecting the courtyard at night, she heard the sound of chopping meat, but it disappeared after only one or two sounds, and she thought she had heard it wrong.

Four quarters is the time of ugliness, which is an hour and a half and three hours.

Within three hours, Wu Qikun was killed.

Song Ning suddenly saw Su Qiang standing in the crowd, and the other party found that she was looking at her, a little panicked, her eyes flashed a few times, and she went behind the person.

"What's wrong?" Song Yuanshi stepped forward and asked softly, "Is there anything we need to do?" ”

Song Ning looked at him and said, "There is no problem with the autopsy. ”

Song Yuanshi furrowed his eyebrows.

This means that even if you find the case odd, you won't find any problems.

Like Song Ning said, they encountered a ghost hitting the wall.

After walking around and going back to the starting point.

"Ha, I also opened the coffin for an autopsy, this is a nail." Someone sneered, and the person next to him found that the person who laughed was Long Xingda's dart master, and immediately replied to him, "Lord Song hasn't finished checking yet, why are you talking so much nonsense?!" ”

"I'm afraid that Long Xingda's face will be beaten again, and he is trembling."

Someone snorted.

On the other side, there are also many people who defend Longxingda: "Lord Song Mo said that he didn't find out the problem, even if he found out, what would it do?" ”

"How? It shows that Longxingda is going to self-examine, and there are problems in one case and two cases, which is not a mistake, but a problem with ability. The person on the other side replied.

"Longxingda has been in business for so many years, it's not that you can say that there is a problem, there is a problem, we all have eyes. Do you think so? ”

There are quite a few people who should say yes.

The two sides were arguing, and suddenly everyone found that Lord Song was talking to the father of the deceased, and the father of the deceased stared in horror and said, "No, my son no longer has a whole corpse, how can you still cut off the stomach?" ”

The quarrel quieted down, and everyone wanted to hear what Song Ning said clearly.

"In the process of seeking true thoughts, there will be many obstacles and barriers, and this is not something that can be done by the official alone, but we must work together." Song Ning explained to Wu Yishan, "Uncle Wu, I hope you understand what the original intention of this official is. ”

Wu Yishan shook his head: "No, this is absolutely not good." ”

"My lord, since you have the ability, you should be able to find out after watching it for so long."

"The grass people have listened to you very much and cooperated with you, but they still have to cut open my son's belly...... His hands and legs are already like this, and you still have a disembowelment. ”

"When you curse, you often say that you don't have a whole body, but ...... But my son did something wrong to make him suffer like this after his death. ”

Wu Yishan sat weakly on the haystack.

The surroundings were quiet again.

They didn't know if there was such a thing as a caesarean autopsy in private, but none of them had heard of it.

How can a person who dies be a great man, and who destroys his body?

"Death is great!" Song Ning said loudly, "This is big, it's not blind, he is already a dead man, a corpse without consciousness and behavior, you don't know whether you whip or burn him, this weight is what we gave him." ”

"For Wu Qikun, what does he need to pay attention to, not to make everyone respect his corpse, but to the truth of his death."

"My lord, the murderer is Widow Zhang, this is the truth!" Someone shouted.

Behind the shouter stood Zhou Jiang and Cheng Zhi, who stepped forward and did not hide it anymore.

Song Ning said: "At present, it seems that this is indeed the case. However, the official has doubts, and the existing doubts must be solved. ”

"If the suspicion is solved, it is still Zhang's, then this case can be decided. Now, no! ”

Someone else asked, "But what if you cut open your stomach and still can't find the truth you want?" ”

"Then the existing result is the truth." Song Ning looked at the person who spoke, raised his eyebrows and said, "Autopsy and inspection, even if I didn't find the results, it's normal, if I do it, I will have the upper peak and the court to punish me." ”

"But it's not the so-called human words to punish, so the matter is decided." She looked at Wu Yishan, "Uncle Wu, this official will bear all the consequences." ”

"I also assure you that the official's craftsmanship is very good, and he will try his best to restore the corpse."

Wu Yishan shook his head, stopped in front, shook his head and said, "No, as a father, I will never allow you to do this." ”

"Uncle Wu, you understand your feelings, if you don't agree, I suggest you go through the legal procedure and sue me afterwards."

"The official bank is sitting upright, and everyone is welcome to take the formal way to raise questions."

The sue was also sued after the fact, and the body was also destroyed. Wu Yishan shook his head, his face pale.

Cheng Zhi couldn't help it, and said loudly: "My lord is saying this again, tell me to tell you, we all know that there are people in the court." ”

"My father is the second assistant, and he is a trusted courtier of the saint, and there is a father-in-law who is the prince, we are ordinary people, even if we go to sue, it is useless." Cheng Zhi walked out, looked at Song Ning with his hands, raised his eyebrows and said, "This way won't work, but Uncle Wu doesn't agree with you to open the coffin, and you want to open it." ”

"If the adult is just grandstanding and finally destroying the corpse so that the deceased will be injured again, how can you bear this responsibility?"

Many people nodded in agreement, and some people said: "That is, if you can't win, you can only swallow the bitter fruit." ”

"And let us love you, in the end, what is the difference between you and the officials who bully us?"

Song Ning looked at the person who spoke, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know, I thought that I was patrolling the peak, and I was so arrogant." So how do you want me to be responsible? ”

"Death to apologize?"

"Guilty of pleading?"

"Hand in your resignation and leave Jinan?"

She asked four rhetorical questions in a row.

The people who opposed her on the other side were very stable, not at all surprised, and it was obvious that this was the answer they wanted.

"It's beautiful." Song Ning rolled his eyes, "In principle, this official is not wrong, within the scope of his duties, it is impossible for this official to bear such responsibility." ”

"If you want to stare at me, you might as well be more patient, you can't wait to jump out now, and be clear-headed."

After Song Ning finished speaking, he shouted: "Build a grass hall!" ”

She wanted to take it back, but considering that the body had deteriorated and the smell was not suitable, she took it back as a plus.

She decided to build a thatched cottage right here.

The dissection is done right here.

I thought she would scruples, but she was not only not afraid, but also very arrogant. To ask her is to bring shame upon yourself.

The crowd was speechless.

"No, you can't." Wu Yishan stopped and cried, "No, you can't disembowel, my lord!" ”

Cheng Zhi gestured to Zhou Jiang.

Zhou Jiang raised his arms and shouted: "Sensationalism, abuse of power, oppress the people, and destroy people's corpses!" ”

"Dog officer!"

"We're not convinced."

As soon as he shouted, someone immediately followed him, and the more and more people spread.

On the other side, there was a humane: "Lord Song is here to investigate the case, you can't spew blood!" ”

In an instant, the people who gathered around to watch the excitement were divided into two factions.

Supportive and ironic.

The two sides were at a stalemate, and some people even rolled up their sleeves to find firewood and stones, and there was a lot of tension about to start.

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Traditional writers must have been lonely when they were creating.

It's good to be lonely...... Hahahaha~~

Tomorrow dissection, first dissection. Our King Qi is going to suffer.

I felt sorry for him for three seconds.