Forensic drug concubine

Chapter 115
"That's very good, then Li Yuzuo and Miss Mu will do the autopsy together." Zhao Zhong said.

Mu Qingwan nodded slightly at Zhao Zhong, and then walked to the side of the corpse. She had already inspected the corpse, and there was no wound at all, so the next thing to do was just a formality.

Everyone watched Mu Qingwan inspecting the corpse calmly, without a trace of panic or fear. Even, her eyes seemed to be looking at another precious thing rather than the corpse.

"Li Wuzuo just said that the deceased died of a hidden weapon and was killed by one move. I want to ask Li Wuzuo, where is the wound of this hidden weapon?" No scars.

Li Wu stifled, reacted, and immediately said: "It's a hidden weapon, but this hidden weapon is not an ordinary murder weapon, but a poison. When the deceased was speaking, he was shot into the mouth instantly, causing the deceased to be poisoned and die. "

"Oh..." Mu Qingwan snorted, "It's confirmed that Li Yuzuo died of poisoning, right?"

Li Yuzuo nodded very positively, "It was poisoned, and he died of poisoning."

Mu Qingwan said to Zhao Zhong: "My lord, since Li Yuzuo said that he died of poisoning, we might as well use silver needles to test for poison."

"allow."

Mu Qingwan took the silver needle from the side, and injected needles in the throat, stomach, and abdomen of the deceased. After a while, she pulled out the silver needle, and everyone present could clearly see that only the throat The silver needles on my body turned black, and the silver needles on other parts were all silvery white without any color change.

Li Yuzuo's face changed slightly.

"Li Wuzuo, you said that the deceased died of poisoning, but now it is detected that the poison is only in the throat, which means that the poison has not reached the stomach. A living person must not only eat or drink There is in the throat, but not in the stomach, this phenomenon of the deceased can only explain one point, the poison was poured down after the deceased died, and it was used to cover people's eyes and ears."

Li Yuzuo blushed and was speechless.

The people present looked at Mu Qingwan a little bit differently.

"In your opinion, why did the deceased die?" Zhao Zhong asked.

In the past few days, Mu Qingwan has also thought about it many times. There is no wound on her body. There is only one place, which is her head. Because her hair is thick and time is tight, she may have been negligent that day.

"The fatal wound of the deceased is probably on the head. I need to shave off the hair of the deceased to find this fatal wound." Mu Qingwan said calmly.

In fact, she is also gambling.

Zhao Zhong was a little embarrassed, and couldn't help looking at Chu Zhiyan. Chu Zhiyan said: "This case has been dragging on for several days, and the emperor is also waiting to find out the truth of the case. Mr. Zhao needs to make a decision as soon as possible."

Zhao Zhong heard the words, thought for a while, and said: "Okay, come here, prepare the razor."

Soon, the yamen servant brought up the razor, and Mu Qingwan brushed aside the dead man's hair little by little, and shaved the top of the head clean.

Sure enough, there were a few dark dots on it, which were hidden in the hair and were not easy to find, but after the hair was shaved off, it was easy to find again.

She stretched out her hand and pressed lightly around those small dots, and saw silver pinholes popping out of those small dots.

Mu Qingwan quickly pinched it with tweezers and pulled out a long and thin silver needle. In the same way, she pulled out seven silver needles from the top of the dead man's head in succession.

The faces of everyone in the hall changed, and that Li Wuzuo also trembled and his face turned pale.

And Biyu, who was kneeling beside her, couldn't help crying already.

Mu Qingwan pulled out all the silver needles, tidied up the body, and then said: "These silver needles are the cause of the death of the deceased, and the time of the death of the deceased was not at all after the birthday banquet ended, but before the birthday banquet began. .”

As soon as Mu Qingwan said these words, everyone in the hall couldn't help but exclaimed, even Mrs. Gong's face flashed with surprise.

Ziyan, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately said: "My lord, Bizhu served the old lady with wine and vegetables at the old lady's birthday banquet, how could she die before the birthday banquet started?"

Zhao Zhong frowned, and asked suspiciously: "What evidence do you have to prove it?"

Mu Qingwan curled her lips: "The one who can prove this is naturally Bizhu's older sister Biyu, because it was not Bizhu who served the old lady Gong at the banquet, but her older sister Biyu. The old matriarch ordered to go out to find my maid, who is also Biyu, Bizhu has already died, and Bizhu who appeared in front of everyone at the birthday banquet is her sister Biyu Li Daitao stiff."

After Mu Qingwan's voice fell, Zi Yan's expression suddenly changed.

Zhao Zhong frowned and said, "Zi Yan, is this the case?"

Zi Yan bit her lip and shook her head: "My lord, it's not like this, Biyu has been staying with the servants all the time, how could it be that she, Li Daitao, is stiff, that's not the case, it's Miss Mu who wants to excuse her maid..."

"Biyu, your sister died unexpectedly, don't you want to seek justice for her?" Mu Qingwan looked at Biyu on the side, and said coldly.

Biyu bit her lips tightly, her eyes were tightly closed, but tears kept streaming down her face.

Mu Qingwan said again: "Biyu, your younger sister was raped by others, and now she is suffering a tragic death. Could it be that you are just watching your biological sister die without knowing why?"

As soon as these words were said, everyone present could not help but turn pale with shock on their faces.

And Zi Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, was already limp on the ground at this moment, with a pale and unbelievable expression on his face.

The sobbing from Biyu's mouth could no longer be stopped, and she cried out in a mournful way.

After a long time, Biyu said: "It's me, I pretended to be my sister to attend the old lady's birthday banquet." She said, her voice became more mournful: "My sister was killed by an adulterer early in the morning, and I did it What happened to my sister is useless, I can't avenge her, I can only endure the humiliation."

Biyu's words almost gave the entire court a somewhat sad look.

"Biyu, tell the cause of your sister Bizhu's death in detail. If there is any concealment in the court, it will be dealt with according to law." Zhao Zhong said in a deep voice.

Biyu kowtowed respectfully to Zhao Zhong, and then said: "My sister and I are people close to the old matriarch. On weekdays, the old matriarch takes our sisters well, and the treatment is better than other maids. So my sister and I are naturally dressed in the best clothes among the maids. Because the old lady treats us differently, and our sister's appearance also arouses the jealousy of other people in the house, among them is Ziyan. "

"I didn't, you're spitting blood!" Zi Yan on the side immediately retorted, but her voice lacked confidence.

(End of this chapter)