Chapter 8 Overturning the verdict (1)

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"The corpse is the most intuitive witness in the world."

Lu Anran emphasized: "He is the number one witness who will never lie."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion when he said this, not quite understanding, and Lu Anran didn't need them to understand either.

"I forgot to tell the magistrate that what I just examined was not the brawny man who was fighting, but her husband." Lu Anran pointed back.

Everyone's eyes were immediately focused on the female prisoner, and then they suddenly remembered that today they were here to see her being burned, but they had actually forgotten her existence for a long time.

Yu Zhixian glanced at the yamen servant again. The yamen servant was about to cry. How could he have thought that this little woman was so courageous and that the autopsy could be wrong? No, her goal was Liu Baoquan from the beginning.

The yamen servant cried sadly, it was over, this job was going to be lost.

"The autopsy conducted an inspection and found that the deceased was poisoned by arsenic/frost by the murderer. I wonder if the autopsy was present that day?" Lu Anran glanced at the yamen officer lightly and asked.

The job of a corpse in Mengdu was a lowly position, with a meager salary and an unpleasant reputation. People who worked with corpses always felt that they had bad luck.

Therefore, the yamen only negotiated with several medicine halls in the city. If a case occurred, the yamen could ask the medicine hall doctors to help with autopsy, and the remuneration was counted as personal income, so the doctor who did the autopsy was not necessarily the same every time.

The master looked at Yu Zhixian's confused face and said, "Sir, we must not make any mistakes at this juncture."

"Do you really believe what such a yellow-haired girl says?" Yu Zhixian was polite to Lu Anran not for her own sake, but for the sake of the Lu family. In fact, he still didn't agree with Lu Anran.

The master whispered: "With your achievements over the years, you could have been promoted a long time ago, but no one in the court recommends you. In my opinion, this is a good thing."

Yu Zhixian rolled his eyes slowly in a circle, and then said: "Come here, bring Doctor Gu from Wushan Hall."

Doctor Gu arrived very quickly, and the enthusiasm of the people watching did not diminish. On the contrary, they became more interested because of the twists and turns that happened in the execution ground.

"Gu Chaochao, a common man, came to see the magistrate." Doctor Gu is a middle-aged man with a fair, beardless face, well-kept, rosy complexion, and a pair of bright eyes.

While waiting, Lu Anran put on the curtain hat again, turned on her toes and looked at Gu Chao, "Doctor Gu, let me ask you, what are the symptoms of people who die from arsenic/frost?"

Dr. Gu probably heard something from the yamen officer on the way here, and knew that it was because of the last case, he was the one who examined the body, and the circumstances of death were clearly known, but he just rashly asked a little girl to question him, with a look of disapproval and displeasure in his eyes.

Yu Zhixian frowned: "If I ask you anything, just say it quickly."

"Yes." Doctor Gu bowed his hands and bowed in salute. When he turned to look at Lu Anran, he couldn't hide his anger and said arrogantly: "The deceased's eyes were bloodshot, his nose and mouth were edematous and there was erosion and bleeding, which is the so-called 'bleeding from the seven orifices', and his body was exhausted. The blood color is accompanied by bruising.”

Lu Anran nodded: "What if I say he was indeed poisoned, not arsenic/frost?"

"This is impossible!" Doctor Gu directly denied it, with an expression that said you didn't understand what you were talking about.

"You're wrong. It's not impossible. It's true." Lu Anran grabbed the teapot in the yamen's hand and threw it to the ground.

Yu Zhixian's eyelids twitched and the yamen servant almost fainted.

"What you smashed was evidence!"

Lu Anran raised his eyes: "If I don't smash the evidence, how can you see the murderer?"

Someone in the crowd of onlookers joked: "Is it possible that the murderer mentioned by the eldest lady of the Lu family can still be hidden in the teapot?"