The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor - Chapter 355

[Chapter 362 Do you really have a leg with him?]

Liu Qingsong held his forehead, in case it was really poisoned, it would be impossible to explain this matter again!

“How can I determine what kind of poison it is?” He Sizheng temporarily put aside his distracting thoughts and focused his attention on the case. For him, there is nothing more important than solving the case.

“According to the state of the corpse, I suspect that the murderer used aconitum to kill people. Because of the use of aconitum to kill, there are no special signs in the autopsy. Generally, the signs of suffocation are more obvious. It can’t be found at all, so it can be said that aconite is necessary for killing people. Good medicine.” Ran Yan replied.

Liu Qingsong wiped the sweat from his temples, “A must-have medicine…Are you joking?”

Ran Yan said lightly, “I’m telling the truth.”

“So, as long as you are poisoned by aconite, Can’t find out the cause of death?” He Sizheng asked unwillingly.

“No.” Ran Yan reached out and pressed lightly between the chest and abdomen of the corpse, “If you are lucky, if you open the abdominal cavity, you may find aconitum slag in the stomach, and the mucous membrane and serosa may bleed a little. The residual toxicity of the aconite is easily destroyed by the poisonous gas, and if it is not dissected in time, the toxicity will not be detected at all.”

Under the conditions of the Tang Dynasty, even the dissection of the Aconitum may not be able to detect the toxicity of Aconitum. Water ethanol, and everything used to test toxicity, it is futile for no one in Datang to understand a test report.

The so-called drug test with silver needles does not detect all the poisons, but depends on luck.

“He Sizheng might as well start with the clues on Dou Siniang’s body, such as this handprint. I personally think that this size is unlikely to be a woman. According to the confession of Dou Siniang’s personal servant Shaoyao, she has been with Dou Siniang all the time. It was only after Dou Siniang’s face was a little strange that she went to the door and called the servant to ask for a bowl of summer soup.” Ran Yan’s half face was covered by a mask, and her voice was a little buzzing. , then continued, “If you scrutinize her confession, she said, got up and asked the little servant for a cup of Xiaoshu soup, and when she came back, she saw blood on the lady’s face, He Si may wish to ask the servant to confirm, the paragraph of Shaoyao’s departure. How long does it take? Is it enough for someone to break in and attack Dou Siniang?”

“So, Mrs. Duanliang has no suspicions?” He Sizheng just recovered from the shock of dissecting the corpse and looked at Ran Yan inquiringly.

Ran Yan knew that Dali Temple would not allow her to dissect Dou Siniang’s body, so she took off her gloves and threw them into the box. After hearing He Sizheng’s words, she replied, “Can I ask He Sizheng a few questions?”

He Si was nodding and said, “Yes.”

“Solving the case lies in the motive. Knowing the motive for the murder is equivalent to locking the murderer. I don’t know what He Si is thinking of Mrs. Duanliang’s motive for murder?” Ran Yan looked directly at him.

He Sizheng is also considered to be in charge of life and death. He has been

beheaded many times, but now he feels a pressure on Ran Yan, “This… needs to be further investigated.”

“What about human and physical evidence?” Seeing that the official next to him was about to answer, Ran Yan chuckled, “Isn’t the witness a peony? The physical evidence is that bag of cleansing flour? That peony is more suspicious than anyone else, so wouldn’t it be laughter and generous to let her be a witness? As for the cleansing flour, I still don’t know what poison was mixed in it, but Dou Siniang died of suffocation. If she was not smothered to death, she would have taken poison orally. “The

sharp words made the three officials of Dali Temple speechless. If Ran Yan didn’t say it at this time, they were not unexpected. It was just a lady who figured it out in a short period of time, which really made them a little ashamed.

“Okay!” Liu Qingsong slapped his palms and found that everyone’s eyes were focused on him, so he immediately changed his mouth and said, “Good analysis!”

Ran Yan packed up the toolbox, and He Si immediately waved to the jailer to help carry it.

“Thank you.” Ran Yanchong bowed slightly to He Si.

She knew that He Si had seen her identity a long time ago, but for some reason, she did not reveal it, and she was not annoyed by her sharp words, so she should be thanked.

He Sizheng smiled faintly, “You’re welcome.” After that, people led Liu Qingsong and Ran Yan out of the morgue.

He Sizheng came out later, standing on the porch of the Waiqumen, watching the carriage away, sighing in his heart, and complaining that he couldn’t hold back the suffocating Chang’an ghost, but she was a strange woman.

“He Sizheng, I have to report this matter immediately, one step ahead.” A middle-aged man in a green official uniform behind He Sizheng cupped his hands.

“Censor Zhang, please.” He Si is bowing his hands.

Zhang Yushi’s official position is actually to supervise the censor, not the person of Dali Temple.

The Censor Terrace is divided into three courtyards, the first is the Taiyuan, which is mainly in charge of arranging the hundreds of officials and pushing the prisoners; the second is the Palace Court, which is in charge of the court order and the procuratorial ceremonies; Patrol the county, inspect the prisons, clean up the ceremonies, execute prisoners and so on.

The official rank of the Censor of the Taiyuan Academy is the highest, followed by the Palace Court, and the lowest level of the Procuratorate. The management matters are complex and extensive, and they also have the right to impeach hundreds of officials. Therefore, even if the Censor Zhang’s official position is lower than that of He Sizheng, He Sizheng is also unwilling to neglect.

Zhang Yushi got on his horse and galloped all the way to Suzaku Street despite the scorching sun.

At that time, Liu Qingsong was about to open the curtain and probe out, and he felt that he was riding with the hot air,

“Huh?” Half of Liu Qingsong leaned out from the small window, staring at the ride. for a long time.

Ran Yan fiddled with the ice cubes in the carved copper bowl, looking up at Liu Qingsong’s posture, a rare expression of undisguised shock appeared on her face.

The window was so small that it couldn’t even match the size of an ordinary basin. He was able to get out and retract it easily.

“You, what kind of expression is this!” Liu Qingsong turned around and was frightened by her, and immediately shrank to the corner of the carriage, “I said forensic doctor Ran, I’m used to seeing your facial paralysis, and the occasional expression makes me a little nervous.”

Ran Her face darkened, she always knew that Liu Qingsong was so thin that she could swing in the fourth-level wind, but she didn’t expect it to be a bamboo pole, “I think this window is doubled in size, and Xiao Yuezhi may not be able to pass easily. ”

Liu Qingsong glanced at her with hanging eyes, and did not continue the topic, “Let’s not talk about this, I finally remembered who that person is!”

“The one who passed by on horseback?” Ran Yan said.

Liu Qingsong nodded, “I just saw him at the mortuary, he was one of the two officials beside He Sizheng. At that time, I only thought he was familiar, but I am more familiar with the officials of the Manchu Dynasty, so I didn’t care. Seeing the way he was riding, I suddenly remembered that I had seen him before, and that person was not an official from Dali Temple, but a member of the Censor Terrace.”

“Yushi Terrace?” Ran Yan frowned.

The duty of impeaching a hundred officials made the court officials and their families have no good impression of it.

The censors of the three academies are important officials of the Qing Dynasty. Although their rank is not high, they are very authoritative. Therefore, the officials hired must be upright and upright.

But Ran Yan privately thought that under such appearances, the most important thing as a censor is to have a love for gossip for a moment.

“I’m afraid my autopsy will be revealed.” Ran Yan lowered her eyes.

This matter may affect Xiao Song, but it is not too serious. After all, she was passively involved in this matter and made some cover ups just to clear her grievances.

While the two were silent, the roof of the car sank slightly. From the gap in the curtain that had just been rolled up by Liu Qingsong, a note folded in the shape of a wild goose was thrown in with a whoosh.

Liu Qingsong quickly leaned out of the car again.

Ran Yan picked up the note, only to hear Liu Qingsong sigh, “Wow, hero, you’re wearing so dark it’s not too hot…”

Then she said “uh” and said nothing.

“What’s wrong?” Ran Yan’s heart tightened slightly, thinking that Liu Qingsong had been wiped on the neck with a knife, and quickly dragged him in with Zhongshou.

Liu Qingsong rubbed his forehead in a dizzy manner, and a large bag appeared in a short while, and he could vaguely see that it was a long shape, similar to a sword hilt or scabbard.

“I think you and Sang Chen are really…” Ran Yan couldn’t remember any adjectives for a while.

Listening to what Liu Qingsong said just now, he may have seen the dark guard. Since they are masked, they naturally don’t want to reveal their identity.

Ran Yan ignored him and opened the note in her hand.

Qing Jun’s fluttering handwriting came into view, and the more Ran Yan looked, the tighter her brows became. After reading, she dipped the note in the ice-filled bowl, and the black ink marks bloomed into flowers in the melting ice water.

“What did you write?” Liu Qingsong hurriedly picked it up with his hands, the handwriting on it was already blurred.

“Someone is going to attack me.” Ran Yan’s voice became heavy, and she immediately raised her voice to the driver, “speed up and go home.” The

driver replied, speeding up a bit.

“Li Tai?” Liu Qingsong asked with a mouth shape.

Ran Yan nodded.

Liu Qingsong’s expression also became serious. He followed Xiao Song to hunt down Su Fu for more than half a year. Naturally, he was very familiar with Su Fu’s body shape.

“You really have an affair with Pharmacist Su?” Liu Qingsong whispered with a face full of gossip, “Otherwise, why would he turn his back on the master and come to inform you about it in person.”

Ran Yan stared at him blankly until Liu Qingsong felt numb all over, and shrank his neck, “Isn’t it okay for me to have a leg with him!”

“Really.” Ran Yan shredded the soaked paper with her fingers, then took out the handkerchief and calmly tried it out. He added, “It’s embarrassing for Pharmacist Su to practice himself like this.”

“I deeply feel that the sage is really wise, so he should send Jiulang out.” Liu Qingsong said.

Just kidding, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com But Liu Qingsong was not at all relieved.

It wasn’t until the carriage entered the mansion that he breathed a sigh of relief.

After Ran Yan took a bath, she enjoyed the cool air in the pharmacy in the mansion.

This is the room Xiao Song specially prepared for Ran Yan. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is very comfortable. There are two ice basins in the corner. The indoor temperature is cool and pleasant, without the heat of summer.

“I don’t know if Suzhou is hot or not.” Ran Yan murmured while touching the medical book.

After sitting for a while, Ran Yan got up and opened the window.

The heat rushed in and was forced back by the coolness, but Ran Yan only felt warm.

Here you can overlook half of Chang’an. Under the scorching white light, the houses seem to be steaming with heat, and there are very few pedestrians, which makes them look lonely.

In Yankangfang, separated by a few streets and alleys, there is a school of singing and dancing in Li Tai’s house.

Li Tai’s monthly expenses are more than the prince’s. The house does not know the elegance and charm, but the value is everywhere. There are 16 ice cages in the house, exuding the slightest coolness, and all the fruits on the table are broken. Above the ice, the coolness is refreshing.

Ming

[End of this Chapter]