Niu Dayong almost vomited, he couldn't stop the thick smell when he closed his eyes, just listening to it, he felt that the perverted voice couldn't stop coming, he made up his brain, only felt that Zhuang Rou was going to eat the dried corpse.

After a while, he was kicked by Zhuang Rou, "What are you doing with your eyes open?" ”

Frowning tightly, Niu Dayong's eyes slowly opened a slit, and he saw Zhuang Rou holding a shovel stained with unknown filth, standing in front of him and looking at him carefully.

He had to stammer, "Zhuang... Sister Zhuang, I don't want to smell the internal organs of the dead! ”

"Whoever made you smell it, I found something in it, you come and recognize it." After Zhuang Rou finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the grass shed, Niu Dayong had to stand up and follow her step by step.

The corpse was indeed opened by her, but the meat was already dry, how could the internal organs be fine. I don't know if the intestines are or what, they are exposed like rags, and people only feel numb on the scalp.

Zhuang Rou beckoned to Niu Dayong, "What do you see here?" ”

Just look at it and don't smell it, Niu Dayong mustered up the courage to walk over, and endured the stench to see that it was a small pile of black things, mixed with internal organs, and he couldn't see what it was at all. He covered his mouth and said, "I don't know, it's dark." ”

Zhuang Rou didn't speak, but took a shovel and scraped the edges of those things, causing them to be peeled off. The pile had been scraped in such a mess that something that wasn't so dark that it could barely be seen.

She couldn't see what this guy had eaten, so she asked, "Dayong, look at what it is, but you have to take a closer look." ”

Niu Dayong stared at the things in the pile of black scum and looked to the side, his body getting lower and lower, just trying to distinguish what the things that would obviously come out after eating them were.

Looking at his back, Zhuang Route wanted to kick him in the ass and push his whole body onto the dry corpse. But the thought that if he pressed it like this, it would definitely crush the plank, so he dispelled this thought.

"I see!" Niu Da bravely straightened up and said excitedly: "Sister Zhuang, I can see that thing, it's chaff!" ”

It turned out to be chaff......

Niu Dayong was afraid that a young lady like her had never suffered and didn't know what bran was, so he quickly explained.

It's a pity that Zhuang Rou is very familiar with this thing, and the first time she ate it, the feeling of stinging her throat when swallowing, now she remembers it clearly. Although it is only the skin of grain, it is also an important food for the poor.

She remembers that there was a bowl of porridge with thin bran to drink, which was a rare delicacy, and the feeling that it was so delicious that it was impossible to find it now, no matter what she ate.

"It is written in the case file that the deceased had no thick calluses on his hands, not like a poor laborer, but there was bran in his stomach, which was not porridge ground into powder. There is only one kind of person who meets this condition, the poor scholar. Zhuang Rou said slowly.

Niu Dayong patted his belly and said: "Yes, only those poor scholars are poor and can't eat enough, and they refuse to do anything." Sister Zhuang is so powerful, we know his identity in this way! ”

Zhuang Rou smiled, "Not only that, if this person doesn't have a woman at home to take care of, he has come from other places to live here alone." Otherwise, no matter how poor you are, as long as you have your mother or wife and daughter by your side, you will definitely grind the bran into powder before eating. ”

"The bran skin is too hard to swallow, and it is more wasteful, and the wild vegetables found cannot be boiled into a pot. So I am sure that he is a very poor scholar who lives alone, either from other places or has no one else in his family. ”

No wonder no one came to find the body when he died, Zhuang Rou felt that this was too reasonable, just because he was a foreigner, or there were no relatives or friends at home, so no one cared if he died.

Niu Dayong felt that he had made a meritorious service, and he was very excited, and couldn't help but say: "Sister Zhuang, as long as we make an announcement and look for such a person, we will definitely be able to find out who he is." ”

Zhuang Rou felt that there was no problem, and immediately sent out the notice when she went back, so that there would always be some clues.

She said to Wang Dong: "Uncle Wang, please clean up here, there is nothing when you die, or burn some paper money for him and send him on the road." ”

Although it is to solve the case, it is necessary to give some benefits to make people like this, otherwise it will affect sleep when you come in the middle of the night.

Wang Dong had already received twelve taels of silver, plus he also had paper candles for selling white things, for the people who identified the corpse, and the cost of burning a set was not more than 100 yuan, so he immediately agreed.

And he also sold a favor by the way, "My lord, I have an old thin coffin, although it is broken, it can still be used." Why don't you move him over? ”

"Okay, thank you Uncle Wang. It's not good for these corpses to be left like this, and it seems that the yamen didn't give much money here. When I go back, I will tell me that I will give you one or two hundred taels of silver every year to buy a coffin and build a tombstone. Maybe when he picks up a rich man, and when he looks at the decent placement for his family, this reward will be a lot. Zhuang Rou nodded and said.

This kind of thing is really possible, at least the nameless corpse is placed in the coffin, and it is not as smelly as it is now, so that sometimes the rats bite it, the corpse is torn, and I think the corpse is cheating.

Wang Dong couldn't stop thanking him, he had a hundred taels of silver in his hand a year to manage, and maybe he could marry a disabled and ugly woman as his wife, which could be regarded as a creation.

This time it was not in vain, Zhuang Rou left with Niu Dayong, and Niu Dayong asked a little puzzled halfway, "Sister Zhuang, why are you so good to that old man, I don't know how much money I have blackened on weekdays." ”

Zhuang Rou smiled evilly: "I don't know how many cases will be solved in the future, it is good to sell here, and when someone doesn't want me to investigate, I can still come here to turn over the corpse." Favors are good things, just give some if you have nothing to do, it is beneficial and harmless. ”

Niu Dayong nodded suddenly, and then thought about it again, don't you have to be rich and powerful, otherwise what kind of favor is it selling!

can't do it, sure enough, it's a serious thing to honestly make a little money and eat meat.

As soon as the two returned to the yamen, Zhuang Rou immediately wrote a notice to identify the body and asked the official to post it. It's getting late today, and she plans to take someone out tomorrow to find out where poor scholars like to go, and get a few people to ask if there are any acquaintances who don't say goodbye.

When she went back to the house to wash off the smell of the corpse, she wiped her hair with a cotton towel and came out of the small ear room in the bath, and saw the long-lost Hua Yulou, who was constantly sniffing in her room.

After seeing her, he asked directly: "Are you hiding a corpse in this house?" How can such a heavy corpse smell be dead, at least more than a month. ”

"It's seven months." Zhuang Rou looked at this guy who came uninvited and specialized in opening other people's windows and said.

Hua Yulou suddenly felt disgusted, "Seven months, you madman!" ”