Chapter 674: The Number Doesn’t Match

There were countless voices in Jiang Fubao's ears.

Some people were even arguing.

She sneered and did not respond. She just brought a stool from the Kong family restaurant and stood on it. She instantly became the tallest person here.

Speaking also makes you more powerful.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the sound, which was not loud just now, could be heard throughout the entire alley when she was standing on a high place.

"Everyone, be quiet. A small golden needle can't damage anything. It doesn't hurt a living person, so how can a dead person feel pain? You are trying every means to stop me. Could it be that you are guilty? It's just a superficial needle. You don't even have to take off your clothes. I know the acupuncture points, so why don't you agree?

I'm afraid that you don't have enough noodles in your stomach? If you don't give way, then you are sure that you are guilty! Will you give way or not? "

Jiang Fubao frowned and shouted.

Zhou Kui's face became tense.

He was thinking frantically of excuses.

Finally, he could only utter dryly: "So, it doesn't matter if you didn't eat the noodles. My wife drank the shredded pork soup! Yes, the soup is poisonous. The poison is in the soup, so you can't spit it out. I was afraid that you would be tricked by us. Since you couldn't spit out the noodles, I helped Kong's restaurant and said that the shredded pork noodles were not poisonous. That's why I'm holding you back."

As he spoke, Zhou Kui became more righteous and confident again.

This reason is simply perfect.

He admires himself.

"Hmph, you're talking nonsense. You just said she ate the noodles, but now she didn't, right? Then let me ask you, who ate the noodles?" Meng Zhili, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

He has been the magistrate for so many years, he must understand it.

These people know Meng Zhili better.

I didn't dare to interrupt.

Everyone turned back into quails, watching with their necks shrunk.

"Yes, it was my grandson who ate it, but he is in good health, unlike my wife, who is old..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Meng Zhili.

"You are still talking nonsense. There is no poison in your grandson's body, so how can there be poison on his face? I think you will not cry until you see the coffin. Come, arrest these people and torture them severely!"

Jiang Fubao was stunned.

These father and son really look alike.

The processing method is the same.

The next second, the Zhou family became noisy.

"Come here, can an official punish others at will? Everyone, take a look. My mother was clearly killed by the Kong family's food manor, but they refuse to admit it and use all kinds of reasons to protect the Kong family. Could it be that the two families are old friends? Or did the Kong family give you a lot of money as a gift? Everyone, remember this, remember the face of this dog official..."

Zhou Kui knows how to manipulate people's hearts.

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd became noisy.

"Yes, you are right. The Kong family is indeed a family friend of the Meng family. Our county magistrate and the son of the Kong family were classmates."

"It's more than just this level of relationship. Have you forgotten? This shopkeeper Kong is the godfather of the little doctor, and the prefect is also the godfather of the little doctor. The Jiang family, the Meng family and the Kong family, after all, aren't they all one family?"

"The eldest granddaughter of the Jiang family also married the son of the Kong family. They are indeed a family. No wonder Miss Jiang is helping the Kong family so much."

"Hey, why do people study so hard? Isn't it just for this moment? Being an official is so good. Whoever you want to live will live, and whoever you want to die will die."

"Son, see, do you know why your father forced you to study? If you don't take the imperial examination, this Zhou family will be your fate. If you want to be a superior person, you must first climb up, otherwise you will be an ant that is crushed to death."

"......"

The situation suddenly became uncontrollable.

Meng Zhili didn't expect this either.

His brows were furrowed, and he wanted to scold, but was stopped by Jiang Fubao.

"Wait a minute, uncle, do you know how long it takes for body spots to appear after death?"

The coroner was still here, and Jiang Fubao asked loudly in front of everyone.

"Yes, I know. If it's hot, it will appear in one to two hours, gradually. It will be slower in cold weather. The old woman died the night before yesterday, so the dark purple spots on her body correspond to the time of her death. There is no doubt about that."

The coroner thought Jiang Fubao had misunderstood him and did not examine the body carefully.

"Then what if I put the body in the kitchen? Close the kitchen door, heat up the stove, and smoke it overnight, what will happen to the body spots?"

Jiang Fubao asked again.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, but then dropped in an instant.

No one noticed.

Just now, she took the golden needle and moved closer, and she actually smelled the smell of burning firewood coming from the coffin.

If he had really been dead for two days, how could the smell of smoke be so strong?

Moreover, there was not even a trace of corpse odor.

Two days, no matter how cold the body was, it would not be preserved so well.

"If what the miracle doctor said is true, then within three hours at most, the corpse spots will reach their current state."

The coroner answered her honestly.

"Have you checked your eyes?" Jiang Fubao asked again.

"I've seen that the old woman's eyes are a little cloudy." The coroner nodded.

"Just some?" Jiang Fubao continued to ask.

Having said that, she walked directly to the coffin, reached out her hand, and pulled open the eyelids of the corpse.

After taking a look, she let go.

Then he took out a handkerchief, grabbed a handful of snow at the window of the restaurant, wiped his hands with it, and threw the handkerchief away.

"Just now, when you examined it, was the corpse in serious condition?" Jiang Fubao asked the third question.

"It's okay, not too stiff. She's been dead for two days. This is normal. Rigor mortis will start to ease in one to two days. Her level of rigor mortis is consistent." The coroner was so impressed by Jiang Fubao's courage to touch the corpse that he almost prostrated himself on the ground.

Most of the people who work in their profession have lost all their family members.

He is very courageous and was forced to become a coroner in order to make a living. He usually stays in the charity house.

And the girl in front of me, how old is she, yet she dares to touch a corpse.

Anyone who sees this will be amazed at how courageous this person is.

"That's right." Jiang Fubao smiled mysteriously again.

"Fubao, what do you think?" Meng Zhili finally spoke.

His voice sounded doubtful.

I don't understand why my daughter asked the coroner three times and even touched the corpse.

"The coroner said that the rigor mortis had begun to ease, but her eyes were not cloudy. You have to know that people's eyes cannot deceive you. I have heard that within three to six hours after death, the eyes will gradually become cloudy. As time goes by, the eyes will gradually become foggy and even difficult to see through.

But the old woman's eyes were just slightly cloudy, which was enough to prove that she had been dead for no more than six hours. But if she had only been dead for six hours, why had her rigor mortis already been relieved? The heavy snow was freezing me, and it wasn't summer. Wasn't that contradictory? It could only mean that the body's time of death was wrong! Someone deliberately concealed her time of death! And made it look like she had been dead for two days!"