medical law

In the prison, the interrogation of the old man Seventh Uncle is also in full swing.

Seventh Uncle was tied behind his back to the wooden frame, Zhao Hu's tiger eyes against the torch, with a persuasive aura, stared at him condescendingly, and asked, "Who ordered you to give false testimony to frame Mr. Jiang Lang? Say it or not?"

Uncle Seven had just been whipped by the servants below, and his white prison uniform was dotted with spots. He moaned exhaustedly, and spit out a few words intermittently with his slightly parted lips and teeth: "I don't know,... ...his face covered, unable to see..."

A policeman next to Zhao Hu sneered, and said jokingly, "Even if you see someone's face, you can't remember it. You are a person with prosopagnosia..."

These words were full of ridicule, Zhao Hu gave him a cold look, and the arrester shut his mouth embarrassingly.

"You can't see his face, but have you noticed some of his details?" Zhao Hu guided in a deep voice.

Seventh uncle has a bone, how can he endure the torture?

He also wanted to explain, but he couldn't recognize other people's faces, but Zhao Hu's words were like an electric current, which instantly hit his nerves.

He remembered, the moment the man in black raised his hand to cover his mouth, there was an oval black spot on his palm.

Thinking of this detail, the old man lifted his spirits, raised his head, took a breath, and said, "Please don't torture me anymore, I'll do it, I'll plead guilty!"

Zhao Hu pursed his lips and smiled, ordered someone to put him down from the wooden frame, and scolded him: "Confess early. It will save you a lot of pain, why bother?"

After the old man was quickly put down from the wooden frame, he sat slumped on the floor of the cell, and explained clearly that the man in black broke into the house at night and threatened him and his son's life to give false testimony to the government. He had no choice but to follow the instructions of the man in black for the sake of his son.

"...I can't see his appearance, I can only vaguely see the palm of his left hand. There is an oval black spot..."

Zhao Hu was a little excited. He took the policeman's record and read it in detail. Then he ordered Uncle Qi to be sent back to the cell, and then strode out.

******

In the early morning of the next day, when Mrs. Pan got up to wash up, Chuntao whispered in her ear: "Madam, the master just went out!"

"Did you say where you're going?" Mrs. Pan mechanically raised her hand with a dull expression, letting Chuntao wait for her to get dressed.

"No..." Chuntao secretly raised her eyes and glanced at Mrs. Pan, with an expression of hesitation.

Mrs. Pan didn't look at Chuntao, her eyes were a little distracted, and she said dumbly, "Say something straight!"

Chuntao: "Ma'am. Last night, Chunli and Chunju... went to the back garden..."

After she finished speaking, she quickly lowered her head.The fear in my heart seemed to linger.

Chun Tao didn't know whether she should be thankful, thankful that she was a servant by his wife's side, which saved her from the same tragic experience as Chun Xing, Chun Li, and Chun Ju.

When she got up in the morning, she saw Chun Xing flashing into Chun Li's room with a box of silt-dissolving ointment. She was suspicious, so she followed in to have a look.Chunli lay bent over on the couch, her back covered with bluish-purple scars.Whether it is deep or shallow, Chuntao is frightened to see.

After Chuntao asked carefully.Only then did I realize that the master was in a bad mood last night, and took out his anger on them again...

Mrs. Pan gave an expressionless hum, and after getting dressed, she walked out of the wing.

"Ma'am, where are you going? You haven't eaten yet..." Chuntao chased after her with her skirt.

Mrs. Pan hurried all the way, through the corridor, and went directly to the small attic.

She stopped at the entrance of the corridor, turned her head and told Chuntao: "Stay here!"

Chuntao pursed her lips and nodded.

Mrs. Pan lifted her skirt and held on to the handrail of the stairs, and went upstairs carefully.

The windows of the attic were all closed, and the light was dim.

Mrs. Pan pushed the door open, and the morning sun was projected in with the moment the wooden door opened, and the floating dust could be seen floating in the golden light and shadow with the naked eye.

The small attic is where Pan Xiu practiced calligraphy, painting and reading. There is a sandalwood bookshelf on the left side of the entrance. The dark lacquer is covered with a light layer of gray. There are eight silk screens. Behind the screens are a few couches with four treasures of the study and various painting props.The long couch is placed against the wall, and there is a large nanmu window with a width of one foot on the wall.

Mrs. Pan opened the window, and the small attic instantly brightened up. The warm sunlight filled the entire space, as if it had returned to life.

Mrs. Pan did not forget the purpose of her trip, she quickly flipped through the bookshelves...

After a while, the small attic was in a mess, with various books scattered all over the place.Mrs. Pan didn't care about her mood either, she knelt on the floor and searched for one book after another.

Didn't find Xiuxiu's notepad......

The notepad is gone, and even the letters between Haonan and her are gone...

Mrs. Pan was anxious, tears were rolling in her eyes.

What else is there not to look for?

Misty tears swept back and forth in the attic, and finally stayed on the couch under the window.

Mrs. Pan got up in a hurry and almost accidentally stepped on her skirt and fell down. After she stabilized herself, she moved over and pulled the couch away with all her strength.

Under the wooden couch against the wall, there was a square box. Mrs. Pan was overjoyed and picked up the box.

There was a lock on the box, Madam Pan recognized it as a birthday present she gave to Xiu Xiu last year, this lock was rather special, the key was a hairpin.Xiuxiu likes it very much, so she always wears that hairpin.When the crime happened, Xiu Xiu happened not to be wearing it, so the hairpin was still in her wing.

With a thought in her heart, Madam Pan carried the wooden box and went downstairs to the small attic.

******

After Jin Zi had breakfast in Baicao Village, he led Xiao Xiao to the detective house.

In front of the detective building, there is a young man sweeping.

After Jin Jin simply flashed the pass, he went straight in.Go to the entrance of the corridor.

Xiaoxiao didn't follow, and turned into the pantry, ready to boil water to make tea.

Upstairs was very quiet. When Jin Zi walked to the door of the room, he saw Chen Yixue standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the busy traffic on East Mayor Street, his slender fingers swaying gently in the air, his handsome white face on, with a slight smile.His eyes reflected the rising sun outside, clear and bright.

He had just seen the figure of Jin Zi's master and servant on the long street, seeing her hurrying, Chen Yixue couldn't help but smile.

Jin Jin stood still and stared at him.

this expression...

"I'm back!" Jin Jin cleared his throat and walked into the room.He sat down on the futons beside him.

Chen Yixue turned around, walked back to the couch with a slender figure leaning on the backrest, the corner of her robe was tilted, her legs were crossed, her appearance was leisurely and relaxed.In the eyes, light flows.

"Why is Mr. Chen looking at me like this? Could it be that he is still angry at me for going to court to verify Uncle Seven's prosopagnosia?" Jin Zi said with a guilty smile.

"Yesterday's lunch. It was good!" Chen Yixue's expression was still arrogant, and she answered irrelevant questions.

Jin Zi was taken aback for a moment, but when he realized it, he felt a burst of sweetness in his heart.

"I heard from Haoqin and Murongjin about yesterday's verification." Chen Yixue looked at her, changed the subject abruptly, and said with a smile: "The time is just about right!"

What do you mean?

Chen Yixue's thinking was still jumping.Jin Jin must be highly concentrated in order to keep up.

Jin Zi was slightly startled.The slender and fair man directly clipped a document and handed it over.

She took it casually, opened it, and looked at it.

This is the case of You Jun, the only son of the coachman Youshun who was investigated before, suffering from a gas disease. Uncle Seven’s testimony overturned the coachman’s testimony, and Jin Jin’s inference later proved that it was not an ordinary carriage that killed Pan Xiu. Therefore, the coachman Youshun's testimony is invalid, and the Yamen will punish Youshun for perjury.

Even though Youshun was served by torture before, he kept silent about the person who made the deal with him. The reason was that his son could get follow-up treatment. Therefore, he would rather suffer from flesh and blood than confess the person behind the scenes .But these two days, the situation was as Chen Yixue guessed, You Jun's attending doctor no longer came to treat You Jun, and it just so happened that the weather had gradually become dry these days, and You Jun's gas illness often broke out. Relying on the decoction has already been unable to control the disease, and Youshun is still in prison, and the follow-up treatment is unsuccessful. Youshun's wife went to the prison to visit the prison yesterday. The people behind the scenes betrayed the agreement.

There is another survey result also came out.

The Pan family is a scholarly family, and their ancestors all produced great Confucian scholars, but in Pan Yiwen's generation, they began to decline.Pan Yiwen has always thought that one day he can revitalize the Pan family. He puts too much pressure on himself, and his temper in life is not very good.Before marrying Mrs. Pan Yan Jing, he had two wives --- Xiao and Wen.

The Xiao family died of illness, and the Wen family reconciled.

According to Wen's, Pan Yiwen is very hypocritical, he behaves one way outside and another at home.She once suspected that Pan Yiwen had mental problems, because she once saw Pan Yiwen running to the ancestral hall alone in the middle of the night, kneeling in front of the ancestors' ranks, weeping in pain for a while, and holding a whip to the air like crazy for a while whip.This discovery terrified Wen. In addition, she had been beaten and scolded by Pan Yiwen for a long time, and finally threatened Pan Yiwen with suicide, asking him to reconcile with herself, and promised not to reveal the truth about them and Li, so Pan Yiwen agreed to let go. her.

Chen Yixue still leaned on without moving, and said lazily, "After reading these materials, do you feel ready to move?"

Crazy?

What is this description?

Jin Zi raised his sparkling eyes, frowned slightly, and said disdainfully: "I think Wen's right about Pan Yiwen, such a person not only has mental problems, but is simply a pervert with serious psychological distortion!"

"Then you now know why he set up that secret room, and why he abused women, right?" Chen Yixue looked at Jin Zi with clear eyes. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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