"well,"
Di Ying sighed after hearing this.
He took his hands back and rubbed his face and said, "I'm not being polite. After all, lives are at stake. Whether it's the lives of my family, your family, or the veterans, I don't want to lose it easily.
But I think there will only be more and more people dealing with us, so I can't help but be more cautious. By the way, I asked you to check for clues about the arson case a few days ago. How is the investigation going? "
When Di Shun heard this, his face, which was slightly fairer than when he was in Bingzhou, twitched.
He had always felt that he was quite cautious, but it was his Yingge who always gave him the feeling of being born toward death.
"Brother Ying, forget it, let me tell you something: Ke Xin Ya Xing at Bai Hua Fang in Dongcheng District has been delivering invitations to some dignitaries' mansions since yesterday.
I asked someone to give me one.
It's not a big deal, it's just a little weird.
It says: Invite them to participate in some kind of photo-shooting activity at Yahang tonight.
It feels like play to me.
Tsk, this population business also allows them to do fancy things.
But it has nothing to do with us. After I read it, I had someone give it back to avoid getting into trouble.
By the way, let’s talk about the case. The fire last September burned down half of the street. Later it was rebuilt and became a prosperous shop.
It’s just that the original store can’t be found. I heard from neighbors that almost none of them escaped and were burned to death in the fire.
But I found out: it has something to do with that rogue. "
Dishun said, lowering his voice very low.
Di Ying's brows jumped.
The interface asked: "You mean... to make money? Is he interested in that piece of land? Who was the owner behind that piece of land?"
"Oh, Brother Ying, please listen to my advice. That scoundrel has become so popular recently. Whoever gets involved will be in bad luck.
Why do you think we can’t win the border war? Aren't there some powerful generals who... were put in trouble by that girl?
Brother Ying, you are just a fourth-grade official now, you can't afford it. Otherwise... no matter how many people we have, we can't protect our family.
Even Dijia Village cannot be saved..."
As Dishun spoke, he pursed his lips and lowered his head.
Just listen to Di Ying say: "I won't touch it."
Dishun was immediately happy. His face, which had just gained some flesh, was wrinkled with laughter.
He immediately replied: "It was opened by Prince Xima, the younger brother of King Xu Li Sujie, the fifth-ranking prince, and the wife of Li Suping."
Di Ying understood.
To make a fortune, he is currently a third-grade Taipuqing, in charge of the Senate, and has organized hundreds of local ruffians to specialize in framing and informing.
In order to achieve the goal of successfully trapping people and eradicating dissidents, the torture methods set up in the Magistrates' Court are frightening to hear and debilitating to see.
If they want to kill someone, they don't even need to charge him with it, they can just fabricate one and pin it on him.
Since its establishment three years ago, nearly a thousand people have died at their hands.
Among the nearly a thousand people, most of them were ministers of the court, descendants of Li Tang and their relatives.
Some of the cases that Di Ying is still piling up on his hands point to the Magistrates' Court behind the scenes.
But that was just Di Ying's speculation, not the case itself.
The case itself is relatively simple.
For example, if A beats B to death and A does not plead guilty, the case becomes an unsolved case and is left in Di Ying's hands.
Di Ying found evidence proving that A had beaten B to death, and at most he could only convict A.
During the verification process, Di Ying discovered that A had signs of being exploited, but A himself had no knowledge of it.
Di Ying could not pursue the case any further.
So, after all, if he wants to make money, it's like stepping on a mountain of knives or a frying pan. But even if he is willing to do this, he has no basis for it.
The owner of the suffering can't be found.
After that, no one who has a wealth-rich hand can survive.
or……
Like Li Suping, he tolerated being robbed of his territory. No one will or dare to stand up.
Li Sujie was granted the title of King Xu and is currently the governor of Shuzhou in Anhui Province.
Di Ying had a feeling: Li Sujie was being targeted by Lai Wangcai.
As soon as this feeling arose, Di Ying touched her neck and thought: How far away is she from being targeted?
There should still be some distance. After all, the goal of making money is always related to His Majesty's wishes.
Your Majesty, you don’t hate yourself yet... right?
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Di Shun say: "Brother Ying, this morning, our people went to the Hanshui River outside Nancheng to pick up the brothers and salvaged the body of a girl about 8 years old. I put it in the empty space in the backyard. Do you want to take a look at the room?"
When Di Ying heard this, he immediately stood up and asked Di Shun to lead the way.
It is not unusual to find a corpse, but there must be something strange about a corpse being brought back by those veterans and kept by Di Shun.
Sure enough, I heard Di Shun say as he walked: "Looking at the scars on the body, it doesn't look like it died normally. Looking at its clothes and skin, it looks like a child from a wealthy family wearing the clothes of a refugee child.
I think he must have been abducted by a kidnapper. I guess he was not very obedient and was thrown into the river. "
Di Ying said nothing after hearing this. The wings of his nose were slightly expanded, and the eyes in his phoenix eyes were much darker.
In the empty house, the beautiful little girl was lying quietly on the door panel on a bench.
With your eyes closed, looking at that little appearance actually gives people a sense of comfort and tranquility of having gained liberation.
Di Ying couldn't help but grit his teeth.
What kind of tragic experience must he have experienced before such a young child could welcome death with courage?
Di Ying stood beside the child, closed her eyes, lowered her head and remained silent for twenty breaths, then raised her head, took out the tool box made by Yao Cong from the toolbox that Peng Liang had been carrying and placed at her feet. Fur gloves, ready for autopsy.
Yao Cong was sincere and went to find someone to do it. He made 300 pairs of thin, soft, breathable, impermeable and waterproof fur gloves in one go.
Di Ying asked Peng Liang to carry a few pairs, he carried two pairs, and then put ten pairs in the tool box. The rest were piled in the small warehouse of Di Ying's office.
At this time, Di Shun lit atractylodes in the room, and Peng Liang also handed over ginger slices.
Di Ying sucked a piece of it and pressed it under her tongue, and asked them both to suck on it as well.
Once everything was ready, Di Ying began the autopsy.
Test and tell at the same time.
“The deceased woman.
The age is about 7 to 9 years old; the weight is about 20 to 25 kg; the height is about 115 cm to 125 cm.
Based on the bleeding spots on the inner membrane of the eyes, the small amount of contents in the stomach, and the accumulation of corpse spots, it can be preliminarily judged that the time of death of the deceased was approximately midnight in the early morning. Six and a half hours have passed so far.
The deceased's lip was broken, a typical suffocation injury.
The skin of the corpse was light red, with wrinkles, swelling, and goosebumps;
There is also a large amount of reddish foam in the mouth and nasal cavities;
There is drowning fluid and silt in the breathing tube;
Severe edema and emphysema in the lungs;
Blood changes in the left and right heart and red staining of the aortic intima;
There are diatoms in the heart, liver, kidneys and other internal organs;
The above characteristics all indicate that the cause of death of the deceased was drowning. "
