Da Song Private Investigator

Chapter 121 Golden Silkworm Gu Poison.

Hwarang and others walked past the county government office, and the shouting people immediately surrounded Hwarang and the others. One of the people stopped the crowd loudly, and then looked at Hwarang and asked, "Master Hua, you are so smart. There must be a way to stop this plague, right?"

Hua Lang glanced at the man, he was already very old, with black and white hair, and he spoke with a bit of authority, he must be the leader of these people who came to the county government to make trouble.

Hwarang smiled faintly: "Who told you that this is a plague?"

There was a clamor among the people, and the one who asked the question first said: "Why is it not a plague? If you look at Tianchang County today, people die every day. Isn't this a plague?"

The people followed suit, timidity and conformity made them excited at the moment.

Seeing this, Hwarang waved his hand to stop everyone, saying: "I want to take care of everyone, this is not some kind of plague, someone must be doing something wrong, so everyone please go back first, and when I find out the truth, I will give everyone an explanation."

The people looked at each other, not knowing whether they should believe Hwarang's words. For them, they didn't want it to be a plague. After all, if it was really a plague, their lives would be threatened, but if it wasn't for the plague, how could anyone die? Dilemma.

But Hwarang has a certain weight in their minds after all, so gradually, more and more people believe in Hwarang, and when there are more people, those who refuse to believe have nothing to do.

Finally, the people dispersed one after another.

When everyone came to the county government office, Bao Zheng was walking up and down in the living room. His dark face looked haggard and his eyes became whiter. When he saw Hua Lang came back, he quickly went up to him and said: " Brother Hua, you're finally back, you...you show me quickly, what should I do!"

This is the first time Hwarang has encountered Bao Zheng's anxiety, but this is also a normal phenomenon, no matter how calm a person is, there will always be things that make him unable to calm down, no one is an exception.

Hua Lang looked at Bao Zheng, trying to make himself look relaxed, so as to relieve Bao Zheng's tension, so he said: "Brother Bao, don't worry, I already know about the general things. Conduct an autopsy on the corpse to determine whether the deceased died of poisoning or the plague."

After hearing Hua Lang's words, Bao Zheng's face became even more ugly, and he said: "This... this may be a bit difficult!"

"Why?" Hwarang was a little puzzled.

Bao Zheng hesitated for a long time before he said: "I was worried that those corpses were poisoned by the plague, so I sent someone to cremate them. Now, there are no corpses in the county office!"

After listening to Bao Zheng's words, Hua Lang felt a little lost. Do you really have to wait until the body is found again to examine it?

The helpless Hwarang sighed and asked, "When do you usually find out it's the dead?"

"Most of them get sick at night and die early the next morning. During this period, they have been seen by many doctors, but they can't see why."

Hwarang nodded slightly, if that's the case, he had to wait tonight to see if anyone in the family got sick.

But at this time, a government servant hurried over and said, "My lord, we are going to cremate Chen Biao's body, but Mrs. Chen has repeatedly stopped us from cremating her. Moreover, she insisted that her husband is not dead." , what should we do?"

As soon as the yamen servant finished speaking, Hwarang and the others suddenly became excited. They were worried that there would be no autopsy, and now one of them suddenly came, which is really great.

"Hurry up and lead us to the cremation ground, we must not allow anyone to cremate that corpse!" While speaking, Hua Lang had already left the county government office with everyone, Bao Zheng also followed after seeing this.

After everyone came to the cremation site, they found a woman holding a dead body. No matter who came forward to persuade her, she refused to let go, and was forced to be anxious. She even bit people. Seeing this, Hwarang knew that That woman is Mrs. Chen, and the corpse in her arms is Chen Biao.

A group of yamen servants saw Mr. Bao coming, they hurried up to meet him, they were a little timid, they faltered and faltered about what happened here, after Hualang and others listened, they understood.

Hwarang came to Mrs. Chen, and Mrs. Chen looked at Hwarang with hatred in her eyes, making Hwarang afraid to go any further. At this time, Hwarang said to Mrs. Chen, "Don't worry, Mrs. Chen, we won't Cremating your husband's body, you can relax."

"Really?" Mrs. Chen was a little disbelieving, but also joyful, and her voice was already a little hoarse.

Hwarang nodded: "Of course it's true. Not only will we not cremate your husband's body, but we will also help you find out who killed your husband. Do you think it's okay?"

Hwarang's expression is composed, with a warm charm, Mrs. Chen looked at Hwarang for a long time, finally nodded repeatedly, and reluctantly let go of the corpse.

Wen Meng and Hua Wan'er took Mrs. Chen to rest beside her, while Hua Lang began to conduct the examination. Chen Biao was tall and burly, and looked very burly, but at this time his body seemed to have lost a lot of weight. After Lang looked carefully, he found that Chen Biao's eyes were sunken, his teeth were exposed, his upper and lower lips were shrunk, his governor had collapsed, and there were blisters on his body skin, which had already suppurated, his tongue and nose had been ruptured, and faint blood flowed out. Hua Lang frowned. , It took a long time to take out the silver needle test.

After the silver needles are taken out, they are yellowish in color and cannot be washed off with water.

Seeing that the silver needles were not black, everyone felt worried. The silver needles were not black. Didn’t these people really suffer from the plague? If the plague spreads, many people will die. I’m afraid that the prosperous Tianchang County It's going to be a dead city.

Everyone was worried, but Hwarang didn't say a word, his brows were still furrowed. Wen dreamed of this and asked, "What did you find? Did Chen Biao die because of the plague?"

Hwarang turned to look at Wen Meng, shook his head slightly, and said, "I didn't die from the plague, it was from poisoning!"

After hearing what Hwarang said, everyone couldn't believe it, because the silver needle hadn't turned black. They thought that Hwarang was comforting them, telling them not to worry or be afraid.

However, they have always believed in Hwarang, and they knew that Hwarang would not joke about this matter. Could it be that Chen Biao really died of poisoning?

Gongsun Ce stepped forward and asked, "Brother Hua, how can you be sure that Chen Biao died of poisoning and not of plague?"

Hua Lang took out the silver needle and said, "Just because the yellow wave color on the silver needle cannot be washed off by water."

Everyone looked at the silver needle. At this time, the silver needle was yellow, and it looked a little chilly in the dusk. Gongsun Ce took the silver and asked in disbelief, "Then what kind of poison are they poisoning?"

"Golden Silkworm Gu Poison!"