The Delicate Lady Coroner

“Mrs. Wen, this is the head of Ning’an County, and it is also the work of our Yamen.” Hou Yang couldn’t help saying.

Mrs. Wen was taken aback, looking up and down at Bo Ruoyou, unsure. Master Wen on the side saw what Hou Yang had said, and Wu Xiang and others had no different faces, so they knew that it would never be possible to cheat. Said: “Meeting the county lord, Zhuo Jing was overwhelmed with grief due to the death of the dog, and many offenses, please atonement.”

Bo Ruoyou didn’t care about this, and only looked back at Wen Jin’s body, “I’m the job of Yamen Yu, and my duty is an autopsy. The corpse of the little boy has completely disappeared. The death time was at least three days, and the heavy snowfall last night. , The corpse stiffness should be relieved more slowly, so a little extrapolation, you can know that he died for a long time, and Wu Tau said that when you sent someone to report to the official, he said that he was lost on the 11th day of the winter moon, so I guess he It should have been killed on the day of the loss.”

Master Wen couldn’t understand the words of the dead body, and his face was at a loss for a while. Bo Ruoyou patiently said: “After a person dies, the body becomes rigid. After a few days, it will become soft again. This rigidity is a dead body. When the dead body dissipates, people will become soft again. If in summer, Such stiffness will only last for one or two days. Spring and autumn will be longer, but it will last three or four days. In winter, it will take three to seven days to completely disappear. Although it is early winter, the weather is already severely cold, and the little boy’s body is exposed. Wilderness, so it must be the lowest in three days.”

With this explanation, both Mr. and Mrs. Wen understood, Mrs. Wen wiped her tears, her face a little gloomy.

Wu Xiang calmed down and said: “Don’t worry, the government will do everything possible to find out why the young man died. If he is murdered, he will not let the murderer get away with it. It’s just that the government also needs your help. I am asking you a few questions, and you must answer them carefully and don’t miss them.”

Mrs. Wen cried and whimpered with tears, but Master Wen was still able to hold his mind. He replied and looked inside the house. He saw his son’s body, his face was very sad, and soon he persuaded Mrs. Wen to go to the front hall. .

Wu Xiang nodded He Chang and the other ya chai, and the two followed up for questioning. After turning around, Bo Ruoyou had walked to the corpse again.

She didn’t start the autopsy, but stood by the long case, looking at the child’s corpse, which was not very corrupt.

The corpse was brought back last night, so there was no ice or snow on the clothes, but mud stains on it, walking slowly, as if a child had been rolling in the mud. Although there were bruising scars and scabs on the exposed hands and feet , But no fatal trauma was seen, and although his clothes were torn, there was no obvious blood stains and no openings in the attacked wounds.

“Head catching, do you think it’s weird?”

Bo Ruoyou looked at it, and suddenly opened his mouth. Wu Xiang also looked at Wen Jin’s corpse and frowned upon hearing this, “Why are you talking about it?”

Wu Xiang has also seen many dead bodies, but he didn’t know what Bo Ruoyou meant right now, but he hesitated and said: “If you die for more than three days, then the corruption is not as serious as I expected. It may be because of the cold weather. For this reason, I have to say something weird, but… just this kid’s face is a bit too pale…”

In this way, Wu Xiang became more and more sure, “Yes, his face is too pale.”

People have been dead for more than three days, even if they are well preserved at low temperatures, it is hard to see the blood on their faces, but the paleness on Wen Jin’s face is more than any corpse Wu Xiang has ever seen before.

Not only is the white skin intact, but also the bruises and rots appear to be particularly pale in color.

Wu Xiangzheng felt weird, and Bo Ruo said quietly, “He was indeed murdered, not an accident.”

Wu Xiang twisted his eyebrows, “How to be sure? I saw that he had no fatal injuries on his body, no strangulation marks on his neck, and no obvious blood stains on his body. If he was murdered, why did he die?”

“If you look at it this way, you can’t see the cause of death, because—”

“He was drained of blood and died.”

Wu Xiang’s heart jumped fiercely, and when he went to look at Wen Jin’s corpse, it seemed that all doubts had been solved. “It’s strange to me that his face is very strange. I feel that the skin is extremely pale, but it’s because the blood on my body dries out?”

Bo Ruoyou had already begun to wear the handguards. She didn’t worry about unbuttoning her clothes, but first checked the deceased’s bare hands and feet, especially the deceased’s bare feet.

The wound on his foot was in the center of his foot, the size of a soybean, which seemed to be scratched by some stone. Although the soles of his ankles and feet were stained with mud, the inside of his toenails were very clean, which showed that Wen Jin was not barefoot in the mountains. Walking in the mud, most of the sand on this foot was stained after the corpse was abandoned.

She frowned and thought, but Wu Xiang ordered the clerk to go to the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper for questioning. During the stay of the Wen’s family, there were people who had quarreled with Wen’s students or had a grudge. Just after the order, a burst of firecrackers suddenly came from the courtyard wall. There was a ringing outside.

The place separated by a wall here is the long street outside. Bo Ruoyou and Wu Xiang looked out at the same time when they were startled. The snow has become smaller, but now it’s not New Year’s Day, why are the firecrackers set off?

Wu Xiang immediately sent someone out to ask, and soon the government officer came back and told him: “The head catching is for the birthday of the Buddha. Nowadays there are many pilgrims, and there is a lot of excitement in the town. On the days of the Buddha’s birthday, there is a light market in the town. There are porridge and juggling in the street. These firecrackers are also put out in various shops for festive and lively activities.”

Wu Xiang glanced in the direction of Xiangguo Temple on Nanshan, and said helplessly, “I’m not afraid to disturb the Buddha.”

He turned his head and saw that Bo Ruoyou was already checking the deceased’s hands. She was holding a bamboo tweezers in her hand, carefully scraping something out of the deceased’s nails. Wu Xiang hurriedly stepped forward, “What did you find?”

Bo Ruoyou took a piece of paper and placed it on the long case, and quickly scraped out sporadic sticky objects from it. “There were also a lot of mud stains on the hands of the deceased, but the nails were very clean, except for the ring finger of the right hand. There was something in the **** nail.”

After all the contents were scraped out, Bo Ruoyou took off his handguard and twisted it with his fingertips. Wu Xiang said, “Is it mud?”

“No–” Bo Ruoyou quickly denied, “Some are like lacquer, but not as firm as lacquer…”

She twisted suspiciously, dipping some water on her fingertips. At this point, the clumpy thing suddenly softened a lot with the water, so Bo Ruoyou was more certain that it was not lacquer, and at this moment, she saw A few traces were left on the paper, and her eyes lit up, “It’s not paint, it’s paint.”

Wu Xiang was also surprised, “Paint?”

“Yes, the paint is rough compared to paintings, some are like…” Bo Ruoyou thought carefully, “some of them are like wood carving puppets and dolls, or paints for coloring gadgets such as lanterns and wooden ornaments.”