Daming female forensic doctor

Chapter 4 The murder weapon dagger
At night, Jian Qing and her brother slept on the kang outside.

The kang was not very hot, and the siblings were afraid of the cold. They were squeezed tightly together, and they both pricked up their ears to hear what their parents were saying.
Mother Cui gave Jian Qing the impression of a woman as soft as water, but at this time, her voice was a little excited. Unfortunately, her voice was unclear, and Jian Qing could not hear what they were saying, but she guessed that it should be... It's related to the person who came today.

There seems to be a secret in this family.Jian Qing thought about it and fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, it was a sunny day.

Jian Qing drank a bowl of corn porridge with the bottom of the bowl almost visible, and ate a corn pancake that could easily scratch her throat. After filling her stomach, she wrapped herself tightly in her torn sheepskin coat and went out.

The great forensic doctor ended up like this.Jian Qing remembered that before she died in the line of duty, her best friend called her to complain, "I am a master's student, guess what I am doing? I am collecting work uniforms for the department, and I just do odd jobs."

Retribution!At that time, she was still laughing at her best friend. Now, she has a doctorate from the prestigious University of Political Science and Law. Could she have been worse off?
A small village worker in Lingqiu County can earn a salary of three taels of silver a year and support a family of four. How can he be so poor and humble?
Just in time to catch up with Zhou Shen, the son of Widow Zhou's family, going out.When his mother named him "Ginseng", did she hope that he would be able to drink ginseng soup every day in the future?Wishes are always so good, but it is a pity that Zhou Shen now only works as a big teapot in Nongyulou. In the words of southerners, he is called "Gonggui".

Once you get into this business in a brothel, future generations will not be able to hold their heads high.Most people don't bother to deal with them.

Jian Qing is different. Firstly, she herself is from a lowly background. Secondly, socialist education is good. She has understood the 360 ​​professions since she was a child, and the truth is that there is no distinction between high and low in labor.

When they met when they were going out, Jian Qing approached him affectionately, "Brother Zhou, why did you go out so early today?"

Isn't a brothel just a business where you stay up all day and go out at night, with the same schedule as an owl?

At first, Zhou Shen was not impressed by Jian Qing, the new "brother". He often came in and out of the same gate. Jian Qing seemed to have done something bad, always lowering his head and not paying attention to others.When Zhou Shen works in that kind of place, he will always get more angry than he gets paid. He suffers and hates every day, and he is not in the mood to talk to anyone.

Suddenly one day, Zhou Shen was upgraded to Jian Qing's brother. As long as there was a chance to meet him, Jian Qing could talk to Zhou Shen for a long time about everything from the weather in Lingqiu to the crops in the fields. The stray dog ​​who lives in the county government office said that a new person came to Nongyulou yesterday.

Zhou Shen is sometimes curious, why does Jian Qing talk so much?However, it was still very happy to talk to Jian Qing.

"I came back earlier yesterday. I said that today, there are distinguished guests coming to the building, and we were asked to go there early to do some general cleaning."

"It's out of season. What are you doing for cleaning? You didn't say where the guest came from?"

Jian Qing looked particularly gossipy, but what secrets could there be in the brothel?Zhou Shen didn't take it to heart.

"I didn't say anything. I just heard from the madam that the guest has booked our whole building. If there is any displeasure, whoever caused the trouble will be killed." Zhou Shen was a little nervous. It seemed that the madam was not trying to scare anyone. .

"Tsk, can one person handle so many girls?"

Jian Qing shrugged, and the two of them walked to Nongyu Tower in a few steps. Zhou Shen wanted to go in to work, so Jian Qing continued to walk forward.

When she passed by Nongyulou, she was extra vigilant. After all, if the jug had hit her again yesterday, where would the traveling car take her?
Others who traveled through time had a golden finger, or traveled to an era where they knew the history well.Unfortunately, she doesn't have any superpowers, and she has traveled to an imaginary Ming Dynasty, where the royal family's surname is Zhao, not Zhu.

At the gate of the county government office, I met the county magistrate Shizhong, who was in his 50s and a native of Lingqiu.The family lived on this right back street, a big brick house with two rooms and three rooms, and each room had a fire pit. The family was much richer than Jiang Zhonglin, who was the county magistrate.

"Good morning, Uncle Shi!"

Shi Zhong glanced at Jian Qing with a pair of inverted triangular eyes with an unclear expression. He stroked his beloved goatee, didn't care much about Jian Qing, and held up the front of the green cloth robe and went up the steps of the county government office.

Jian Qing disagreed. As the saying goes, if you reach out and don't hit the smiling person, you can shout without spending money.Although the old man ignored her, during the Mid-Autumn Festival not long ago, the county government gave her a reward, so didn't she also get three-month cakes?
It had never happened before when her father, the old man, was here. This time, I heard that it was the old man who helped her get it.

The county government office in Lingqiu County has three gates and five rooms in width. The wooden components are painted with flowers and birds, and a wooden couplet is embedded on the pillars: "To deceive others is like deceiving the sky. Don't deceive yourself. If you fail the people, you will fail the country." Bear with it", and a large plaque "Lingqiu County Main Hall" hangs in the middle of the lobby.

Under the plaque is the warm pavilion where the county magistrate tried the case. There is a screen facing the sea and a gold plaque with the words "Mingjing hangs high" hanging on it.The three-foot dharma table is placed on the wooden high platform in the Nuan Pavilion. On the table are the four treasures of the study and the quiver. Behind the table is a high-back Taishi chair, with the quiver on the left and the black folding fan on the right.

In front of the Nuan Pavilion, there is a piece of bluestone on the left and right, which are the positions of the plaintiff and the defendant respectively.

There are meeting halls on both sides of the lobby and two bungalows on the back, which are Yamen soap rooms.

Jian Qing entered the Yamen Zao Room. Three shifts of guards had already arrived. They were standing chatting, talking about nothing more than the murder that happened at the Xinglai Inn the night before yesterday.

"It seems like a suicide at first glance. Do we still need to investigate? Even those skilled gangsters cannot turn into flies and fly in and kill people. That house is so dense once the doors and windows are closed!"

"If it's really a gangster who killed someone, I heard that the person came from outside the city. It would be nice to kill him outside, why would he come to bring trouble on us?"

As the case remains unresolved, the fast-shift police officers will have to run around outside, questioning and looking for evidence.

"Who got the murder weapon back yesterday?" Jian Qing asked.

"I got it back, Nuo, where are you putting it?" Niu Er pursed his lips at the only table in the yamen soap room and asked in confusion, "Jian Qing, what do you want to see that thing for?"

This is a very small dagger. Jian Qing visually estimated that the total length of the dagger is about 30cm, the blade length is about 20cm, and the blade width is about 3cm. There is a bleeding groove about 1mm deep on the back of the blade. The handle is round, made of rosewood, and carved. There are oblique spiral patterns, there are perforations at the rear end of the handle, and the head of the handle is in the shape of claws.

The murder weapon was placed so casually. Jian Qing suddenly agreed with Zhao Di's words. Maybe Jiang Zhonglin was really a fool.

Li Shi, the head of the fast class in charge of arrests, rushed in, "People from the fast class follow me and re-investigate the scene. By the way, Jian Qing, you should follow."

"No, am I not a coworker? Why do I have to go out on field duty?" But after all, Jian Qing still trotted to keep up.

The person who led the team to the scene was Shi Zhong, who kept a straight face all the way, as if someone owed him three liters of old barley.

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(End of this chapter)