The corpse is strange.
There was something strange about the fall.
These two points alone cannot identify the murderer, but they can be used as clues to track down.
Thinking of this, Lu Li thought to himself: During the Shangyuan Festival, there is no need to worry about writing documents. What kind of enjoyment is this? Leave this case to the cat in front of you, no, to this Lord Shaoqing, after all, those who can do more work.
The most important thing is that every strange case reported to Dali Temple in Wannian and Chang'an counties is handled by Li Bing.
In other words.
It's very experienced.
Therefore, in order to solve the case early and avoid being interrupted by official duties during the Lantern Festival, Lu Li decided to reveal the last clue.
In fact, no more needs to be said.
Royal Cat Li Cake had long noticed the two letters Lu Li was holding in his hand.
"Ms. Mingyue wrote a poem before her death, hoping that a down-and-out scholar would redeem her life and become a good person, but the other party and the poem refused..."
Hearing this, Li Cake nodded, took the letter from Lu Li, then lowered his head and sniffed -
Both of them have done this.
"Do you smell anything?" Lu Li stood on the ridge of the roof, facing the night breeze, and murmured: "There are two strange scents, one is sandalwood, and the other is familiar but can't be identified."
"It's sesame oil, pressed from flax, and the monks in the temple added some homemade spices to it."
Having said this, Li Cake paused and looked up to the east, "So the suspect had lived in the temple for a period of time. Otherwise, the letter would not be stained with such a strong scent of sandalwood and sesame oil."
To the east of the south gate of the square, there is Baotang Temple. It was built in the second year of Emperor Kaihuang's reign in the Sui Dynasty. It was first called Bodhi Temple. It was renamed Baotang Temple in the sixth year of Dazhong of Tang Dynasty. This is the nearest temple, only a long street and seven or eight houses away from the place where the murder occurred.
"Now that the clues are clear, thank you for your hard work, Young Master. I'm waiting for good news." Lu Li smiled and rubbed Li Cake's head to show his closeness.
Then, under the death gaze of Yu Mao, he calmly took his hand back and pretended that nothing happened.
Hmm...it feels nice and soft.
below.
The three widowers discussed how to conduct an autopsy.
"Let's get started. Be sure to check carefully and don't miss anything." At this point, the old man lowered his voice and said, "The case will be taken over by Dali Temple. If there are any mistakes in the autopsy, we will all be held accountable."
"Here."
Only one person answered, and the other worker nodded, took the brush from his belt, took out the cardboard from his arms, and walked aside to wait.
Two people inspected and one person recorded the process. The whole process was very strict, and coupled with their solemn expressions, it gave people a very reliable feeling.
Behind him, Wu Hou and the bad guys dispersed one after another, holding high torches to disperse the darkness in the courtyard.
At the same time, Lu Li and Li Cake jumped from the roof, waiting for the autopsy results of Wu Zuo.
"Lu Qing is very skilled."
Li Bai and others also hurriedly came down from the attic. After Chao Heng praised him in a low voice, he fell silent as a sign of respect for the deceased.
Crack!
Atractylodes and soap locust exploded in the brazier, and the aroma of the medicine floated out. Lu Li felt that doing this was to drive away evil spirits and eliminate filth, because after seeing this scene, several bad guys nearby took a few steps back...
"The deceased Mingyue, a famous prostitute in Pingkangfang, is initially judged to have died from falling from a height."
After saying that, the two men began to formally examine the body, starting from the front, the center of the body, the fontanel, the hairline, the forehead, and the eyebrows, all the way down along the top, and when they reached the eyes, they even opened the eyelids for inspection.
"No foreign matter remains in the mouth and nose."
"Teeth and tongue complete."
"There is no trace under the skin."
"There are no injuries on the neck and no fractures."
Wu Zuo, who acted as a scribe, wrote vigorously and recorded the reported situations one by one.
Her eyes could easily see through the thin clothes. Without removing all the clothes, she could see that Oiran Mingyue did not suffer any skin injuries. Rather than saying that she died after falling from a building, it would be better to say that she died suddenly——
No trace of injury could be found at all.
As time went by, the old man became more and more helpless. Just like the female corpse that was examined last night, there was no trace of any scars on her body. If the skin were not cold, she would be almost the same as a sleeping person.
well……
With a low sigh, the old man turned around. However, when he saw that there were people standing behind him, and all of them had extraordinary bearings, he was stunned again. For a moment, he didn't know who to report to.
Lu Li said casually: "No need to be polite, just say it."
"There were no external injuries on the deceased's body and no abnormalities were found. Do we need to re-examine?"
The so-called re-examination is actually to remove the clothes and re-examine the surface, and then ask a few women to assist the woman in giving birth. After all, men and women are different, and some places are not suitable for the widow to examine. Finally, the woman is disemboweled.
And in the public hall, in order to improve efficiency, if a coworker is required to forcibly remove the deceased's clothes, Lady Mingyue will really be ruined. In addition, since the matter has come to this point, it can be concluded:
Both courtesans died unexpectedly, and the murderer was the same "person".
Because of this, Lu Li waved his hand and said, "Let's come here first, put the body in the coffin, and send it to Dali Temple in a mortuary later."
"Here."
Hearing this, the two coroners responsible for the autopsy breathed a long sigh of relief and took out a bamboo tube from their backpack.
The sour smell of vinegar comes out.
Under everyone's probing eyes, they poured vinegar into the brazier and then jumped over, as if to ward off evil spirits.
"Everyone, corpses are filthy things. To prevent being hit by something, it's best to step over the brazier first." The old man explained while rinsing his hands with the stone-forging water prepared in advance.
Li Bai and Wang Wei were doubtful, while Chao Heng frowned and said nothing.
"Just do it, it won't take long anyway." Supervisor He made the final decision.
You don't say anything about the strange power that confuses the gods. It's not because you don't believe it. You should respect the ghosts and gods and stay away from them.
In this profession, you deal with the dead almost every day. Although you are a subordinate and receive food from the court, it is a lowly profession. After all, who would be willing to contact someone who is willing to fish for the underworld?
The most important thing is that most of the legends about cows, ghosts, gods and snakes in the market are spread from Wu Zuo, and they are very strange.
It is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist.
With this attitude, Lu Li followed suit and washed his hands with lime water over the brazier. After washing them with clean water, the old man gave everyone a bowl of soup. Anyway, everyone who met had a share, even the maids. Got it.
Yuan Zai was speechless for a while. He had previously ordered Wu Zuo to conduct an autopsy. As a result, the group of people took a long time to start. They had something important to do, but now it turned out that they were busy setting fires and making soup.
Of course, Yuan Zai just thought about it in his mind, and his hand movements were not slow at all. After getting the three gods soup, he raised his neck and drank it in one gulp.
The strong herbal smell hits Tianling Gai.
In fact, there is nothing unusual about this Sanshen Decoction. Most people who are engaged in the work industry know this recipe: three ounces of Atractylodes rhizome, soaked in rice water for two nights and then dried, then take half a ounce of Atractylodes rhubarb, and burn it together with licorice. Boil it in a pot and add some salt at the end.
In this way, the energy of death can be warded off.
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