Half of the tiled houses around the inn were burned down, but fortunately, the neighbors lifted the tiles of the other half of the houses, so that the fire did not burn and protected the entire row of buildings. However, the inn had been burned black, the porch on the second floor had turned to ashes, and several crooked pillars were crackling and exploding, and the corpse on the second floor was fortunately left with most of the charred charcoal in the shape of a humanoid.

The rest of the catchers who rushed to hear the letter were still fetching water from the well, repeatedly pouring the sparks on the ground, for fear that if they burned a little more, the charred corpse was still dug out by a few people from under the charcoal.

"How's it going?" Standing outside the line, dressed in the coat of Fengyin, he glanced at the burned inn a few times.

Lin Zhutou's face was pale, his cheekbones were still baked with a few pieces of scorched black gas, his sleeves were half wet, and he was still carrying a wooden barrel in his hand.

"The inn was almost burned down, and the bodies were damaged. At that time, several brothers who were keeping vigil were downstairs, and the fire was lit first from the backyard, and they clearly extinguished the fire in the backyard, but somehow the second floor suddenly caught fire, and the fire was raging, and it ignited the entire courtyard at once. ”

"The fire on the second floor is raging because there are a lot of wine jugs in Li Erhu's room, so once someone sets the fire, the fire is fast and difficult to stop. Everyone went to put out the fire, and while the chaos was mixed into the water walking procession, the arsonist could escape. It seems that this case is not as simple as thought, if it is just a drunken death, it will not attract someone to want to destroy the body. ”

Listening to the explanation, Lian Zheng couldn't help but raise his head and glance at Wei Fengyin, and his willow eyebrows were lightly raised: "Aren't you too serious?" ”

"If I think it's a big deal, I'll take advantage of the chaos to run, aren't you the one who lit the fire first?" Feng Yin raised an eyebrow, looking innocent.

He didn't want to be him, he just frowned and thought for a while, "Lin Zhutou, when I was performing an autopsy on Li Erhu just now, I saw an extremely shallow mark on Li Erhu's right hand on the tiger's mouth, like a bite mark, but I didn't have time to see it clearly for some reasons. Later, something will change, and I will immediately perform an autopsy. ”

A few trappers quickly re-covered the charred corpse with a white cloth and carefully lifted the corpse out of the fire that had been extinguished.

"Give me an empty room, enough candles, and a table to put the corpse on." Pian Zheng looked at Wei Fengyin lightly, "In addition, except for me and him, no one can guard by the side, let alone come in." ”

Although she can dissect the corpse, the less people see it, the more taboos are avoided, and some murderers will find various reasons to prevent her from dissecting the corpse, which will be troublesome when the time comes. She has always beheaded the body first, and then sewed the body in detail after the autopsy to cover it up, once the truth is verified, the family will not blame too much at that time.

Avenging the deceased is more important to her than anything else.

Feng Yin was silent for a moment, his expression smiling: "You want me to see your autopsy?" ”

"Don't dare?"

"That's not ......"

"That's it."

“……”

What kind of agitation method is used?

After saying this, all the catchers looked at him gloatingly.

Lin Zhutou finally sent the body to Yizhuang, and sorted out a small area in the left side house that had not yet been repaired in Yizhuang, and after carrying the body away, only Wei Fengyin and Ruan Lianzheng were left.

Ruan Lianzheng quietly lit the few oil lamps with a fire fold, and Zhang Yukuai also sent a brazier and a lot of candles, almost everything that could be a little shiny was sent, and finally sent something brought by Lianzheng.

The few tools that are specially made by the ironshop according to modern memories have taken a lot of time.

Now that the wooden box outside was burned by fire, the knives were sent to the blacksmith shop, and the master was asked to take care of it again, but fortunately it was not damaged.

The smell of the corpse after being burned by the fire is a bit like the smell of burnt meatloaf overnight, which is not too bad.

However, Pian Zheng still threw a few small black pills into the brazier by inertia, and only then did he open Li Erhu's corpse cloth.

The corpse itself had been burned beyond recognition, the huge eyeballs seemed to melt through mottled black holes, the red, red and black skin of the head burned like filth from vomiting overnight, and the corpse was almost melted into charcoal, but it was still very irritating to the eyes.

Feng Yin twisted his eyebrows, but when he saw that he looked back, he stared at him and handed him a paper and pen.

"Help me record what I say." She raised her wrist and hid a smile in her eyes: "It should be regarded as a redemption." ”

He looked at the red marks on the back of his left hand, muttered to himself while looking at it, and willingly reached out to take it: "You are the first to dare to call me......"

Pian Zheng opened the knife that Lin Zhutou was carrying in a cloth bag and officially began the autopsy.

She lowered her head and leaned close to Li Erhu's chest and sniffed: "The deceased Li Erhu, head east and foot west, according to the previous judgment, the deceased died for about three days, it should be in the day before yesterday, and the rest of the body surface evidence was completely destroyed due to the fire." The scorched corpse's torso has been charred, and the corpse itself should be the point of fire. The corpse had a strong smell of alcohol, and it was initially suspected that someone had sprinkled alcohol on the torso and then ignited the flames, which was a deliberate arson. ”

"You're not perfect." Feng Yin stopped the pen in his hand, and the words written on the scroll were delicate and graceful, and he was quite dignified.

After thinking about it, he went through it in his mind, and frowned: "Where?" ”

Feng Yin glanced at the corpse, "Isn't it strange that he smells of Shaoxing wine?" ”

Lian Zheng lowered her head and recalled, during the day, she asked Zhang Zhuhai to check the wine jugs in Li Erhu's room, which were basically all for nothing, and indeed only for Baigan, she didn't know much about wine, but she was also puzzled: "There is no Shaoxing wine in Li Erhu's room." ”

"So, this is the murderer who brought it?" Feng Yin stared at the pitiful kite: "If it was brought by the murderer, he either didn't know Li Erhu well, or he had other thoughts, if I was the murderer, it would be better to use local materials, why bother." ”

Pity Zheng nodded.

If you are a person who is familiar with Li Erhu and goes back and forth a lot, you will naturally know that his room is all for nothing; If it was the person who killed Li Erhu, it would naturally be clearer that he died of drunkenness, and he couldn't find a reason to take anything else.

But no matter which one it is, bringing Shaoxing wine is an act of redundancy.

Shaoxing wine and Baigan are often bought and sold in the tavern, Taolin Town wine is famous, and there are countless wine shops, I am afraid that there are some needles in a haystack.

The surface of the body has been charred, and there are no other life reactions that can bring clues, so the kite is ready to directly dissect the corpse.

It was a laborious work, but the bones were burned very brittle, and Li Erhu's chest and head were relatively simply opened, and after she looked at it carefully, she continued: "There is no soot and carbon powder in the respiratory tract, and there are no signs of carbon monoxide poisoning, it is indeed a trace of burns after death, the trachea is burned and damaged, there is watery emphysema, and there are traces of drowning. ”

"There is no soot in the lungs, no excessive stomach contents, but... Li Erhu has a fracture under the occipital bone, and judging from the color of the brain tissue, his head looks like a traumatic injury, and the preliminary judgment is that he fell and injured the back of his head. ”

Drown? Bumps?

Feng Yin only glanced up, occasionally asked a few words that he didn't understand, and then lowered his head to record the words dictated by Pian Zheng in detail, but the red and white in Fang Cai's eyes were red, white and white, and he was afraid that if he looked at it again, he might lose his demeanor.

After finishing the corpses and stitching them one by one, she was about to take off the cloth cover she was wearing, but when she took off her left hand, she frowned.

Feng Yin put down the pen and paper in his hand, sighed, stepped forward and gently grabbed her wrist, and took it off in three or two clicks.

"A girl's family, but she just did a job, aren't you afraid?"

He looked down at her, from top to bottom, giving her a great sense of oppression.

Feng Yin's hands encircled her, imprisoning her in his arms, but separated from her.

His piercing eyes seemed to take her out of sight.

"Are you afraid?"

The clear eyes are sparkling and sparkling, as plain as an ancient tomb, clear and graceful, and the beautiful eyes are flowing.

It's shallow, but you can't detect the waves.

He couldn't see through it.