Chapter 89: Autopsy
The touch of the tips of his fingers told Eleven that this place was a little different from the others.
Eleven released a trace of spiritual power into the corpse, and there was a mass stuck in his throat, and his fingers couldn't help but press down, but he couldn't feel anything.
"Is there a needle?" Eleven raised his head and looked at the southern scene in front of him.
The other party hurriedly opened the wooden box and pulled out a silver needle from the folded white cloth.
This needle is not the same as the needle of acupuncture, it is long and thick.
Such a needle pierces the corpse and will not break easily.
Eleven took the silver needle and stabbed it into the throat of the dried corpse without hesitation, and when it was pulled out, the piercing part was blackened.
"Poison?" Seeing the changes in the silver needle, Nanjing couldn't help frowning and said, "What poison makes a person like this?" ”
"Give me a few more needles." Eleven put the silver needle aside, looking at the south with beautiful eyes.
Nan Jing hurriedly handed the white cloth directly to Eleven, he wanted to know how this woman would examine this dried corpse.
Eleven drew a silver needle and stabbed it down the esophagus, one every two fingers, until it stopped in the stomach.
Lin Tao, who was standing on the sidelines and watching, put his hands on his chest with a puzzled expression.
He looked at Nanjing, and then at Ye Junchen, the eyes of the two kept falling on the dry corpse, and they couldn't help but deflated the corners of their mouths, such a messy test method can really solve the case in five days?
Eleven took out the silver needles one by one in the order they had just arrived.
You can clearly see that the silver needles are black, one or two, three of them.
At the time of the fourth, the silver needle that had pierced into the dried corpse no longer glowed black.
The last two stitches are naturally not black.
"Did the deceased take poison before, but the poison died before it reached the stomach?" Seeing this scene, Nan Jing said to himself, "In this way, at least two people poisoned the deceased. ”
"This poison should be a broken intestine grass." Eleven took the silver needle and put it under his nose and sniffed it, and said softly.
Nan Jing hurriedly picked up the silver needle on the side, put it under his nose, raised his head to look at Ye Junchen, and nodded.
"Broken intestine grass and ordinary weeds grow very familiar, but there is a slight difference in the tip of the leaf, not a person who is familiar with pharmacology, so it is not clear at all." Lin Tao lowered his arms and looked at everyone, "Could it be that it was eaten by mistake?" ”
"No, it won't." Ye Junchen's sharp eyes swept across the room, but he didn't find any tea utensils.
Obviously, after someone poisoned it, they put away the teapot and teacup, and although there was no cure for the broken intestine grass, the onset was relatively slow.
The killer must have wanted to leave the deceased in the room for a while, and then poison him to death, wanting to create a secret room murder or create an alibi first.
"I remember that Feng Qi's wife knows some pharmacology, and her mother's family runs a pharmacy." Lin Tao said, "Do you want me to invite her over?" ”
"If she really had the intention to kill someone, she wouldn't use something like Broken Intestine Grass, but would use the principle of drug restraint to reduce her suspicion." The corners of Ye Junchen's pursed mouth rose slightly, and he said, "Obviously, someone wants to kill two birds with one stone." ”
"If Feng Qi has no heirs, he dies, and his wife is sentenced, and the person who receives the Feng family's property is the most suspicious."
"Feng Qi has only one concubine in addition to his wife's room, who married in half a year ago, is it her?"
"I feel that things are too simple, after all, the real cause of Feng Qi's death has not yet been found." Ye Junchen said, "Don't make a noise for the time being. ”