Chapter 675 Three Questions to the Coroner

After Jiang Fubao finished speaking, everyone almost dropped their jaws in shock.

This is even better than storytelling.

More and more people gathered to watch.

There were even people who came to pay New Year's greetings, bringing their families and gifts with them but stopped in their tracks. They didn't want to pay New Year's greetings anymore and looked very energetic.

You need some tea to listen to the story, otherwise you won’t be able to listen.

But it's free, and it's better than storytelling. You'd be a shame not to watch it.

Some of the smart merchants who opened shops nearby started renting benches and chairs to outsiders.

Don't tell me.

Someone rented it.

After all, standing is too tiring.

Or if you can't see the surroundings clearly, stand on a stool or chair to see more clearly.

"If so, the doctor is right. I forgot this just now. I'm really sorry. I'm not a good student. According to the doctor, this corpse was probably smoked by hot air, so there is a smell of smoke on it, making it difficult to tell the time of death."

The coroner came to the coffin and pried open the old woman's eyes with his bare hands.

After observing for a while, he clenched his fist and said to Jiang Fubao.

His face was full of shame and admiration.

The miracle doctor is truly a miracle doctor. Not only is he proficient in medical skills, he also knows more about autopsy than him.

"The two are inseparable. Those who study medicine naturally understand the human body best."

Jiang Fubao waved his hand and replied modestly.

You know, forensic pathologists are also doctors.

But here, the coroner and the doctor have nothing to do with each other.

Even the status is very low.

At the bottom of society.

Just like the coroner in front of him, he had to speak in a humble manner to the police.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fubao suddenly felt that she had to open another clinic and train people to work as coroners so that she could protect them.

Maybe it can also improve the status of coroners in this dynasty.

I just don't know who is willing to do it.

After all, no one would give up being a respected doctor and go hang out among the dead. Such things are very taboo here.

Forget it, let’s wait and do it later, there’s no rush.

I’ll choose carefully when the time comes, Jiang Fubao thought to himself.

"You, you are talking nonsense! It's nonsense! Why are we hiding the time when my mother died? Don't talk nonsense!"

"I think you just want to help the Kong family. You are a traitor to each other. We are all family members, so we should protect each other. You just wanted to torture us, and now you say that my mother died at the wrong time. You have said all the good and bad things. It is difficult for us ordinary people. We can't fight against them."

"They have the protection of officials, but we have nothing. We are just farmers. God, please come and help us. If it doesn't help, I, an old man, will die to prove my guilt. People are wrongly accusing us.

Old woman, you died tragically, lying in the coffin, and someone poured dirty water on you. You were killed in vain. God, please come and save us and give us back our innocence.

Zhou Kui, who had only read a few days' worth of books, began to cry and sing.

Draw everyone's attention to him again.

"Father, Brother Bujiu, I suggest you send a few officials to Zhoujia Village to check the kitchen and the firewood in the backyard to see if there is anything unusual. Also, check the meals they eat and the dishes in the kitchen, and you will probably know. If what I said is true, then the evidence is in his house."

Jiang Fubao ignored him, but turned around and spoke to Meng Zhili and Meng Bujiu.

"Okay, I'll send someone to check it out right away." Meng Bujiu replied.

Meng Zhili didn't say anything, he looked at his son.

This is Lianshan Town, his son's territory. Even as his biological father, he doesn't want to interfere. Besides, it would be good for his son to exercise more.

Soon, four officers rode out of the city gate on horseback and headed straight for Zhoujia Village.

The show is not over yet.

No one left.

Zhou Kui was still making a fuss, and even his face became anxious.

As if worried about something.

Not only him, but the whole Zhou family is like this.

It's almost as if everything I said was a lie is written on his face.

Jiang Fubao became calmer and calmer. It seemed that she had guessed right.

"Mom, I'm hungry. Can I drink the chicken soup that grandma cooked last night? I want to drink chicken soup, why don't you let me drink it?"

Suddenly, Zhou Ruixiang, the grandson of the Zhou family, who was hiding behind his mother, spoke up.

His voice was not low.

Everyone around heard it.

Everyone looked at him at once, and Jiang Fubao's beautiful almond-shaped eyes also stared at him.

"What did you say? Your grandma cooked chicken soup last night?"

Jiang Fubao questioned sharply.

Zhou Ruixiang was frightened.

"My son is still young, he doesn't know anything, it's all nonsense, what chicken soup? There is no chicken soup, you heard it wrong, don't bully my son."

Ye protected her son tightly.

When he spoke, his eyes flickered and his voice trembled a little.

One look at her and you'll know she's feeling guilty.

Zhou Kui frowned and cursed the man as an idiot.

"Women, why do you talk so much? Shut up, my Lord Prefect, Lord County Magistrate, my wife can't just be left like this. Even though it's cold now, how many days can she stay like this? Let's put it this way, we won't ask for the five hundred taels in compensation.

As long as Kongjia Food Store compensates us 100 taels, we will leave now and never make trouble again. It's New Year's Day and I don't want to cause trouble. People are dead now. There's no point in fighting anymore. Besides, I know I can't beat you. I'll swallow this loss and pretend we never came and never ate shredded pork noodles."

He said this half to Jiang Fubao and his group, and half to the onlookers.

The second half of the sentence was spoken in a very low voice, and was almost inaudible except for those who were close by. It seemed to be saying that he was forced to compromise in order to give his wife a proper burial and to get the one hundred taels.

However, when facing the Kong family, there is a hint of threat.

After all, who would go against money?

It's such a big fuss. If it continues, it will also have an impact on the Kong family's restaurant.

It can be regarded as a step for the Kong family to get down.

But Kong Yuanbao just couldn't get down.

"No, we must investigate. We must investigate thoroughly. I don't care whether it's worth money or not. If my Kong Family Restaurant really poisoned you, I will compensate you with 10,000 taels. I will pay you even if I have to sell my house or shop. My fellow villagers, everyone knows how long my Kong Family Restaurant has been open.

"For so many years, you have all witnessed that this has never happened in our restaurant. I, Kong Yuanbao, swear here that if the food in the Kong Family Restaurant is really poisonous, I will die to prove my loyalty!"

Kong Yuanbao is not stupid either.

Even if Zhou Kui was shouting that he would die to prove his integrity, couldn't he?

He knows better than anyone whether there is poison in his food.

Who would destroy their own reputation?

He didn't dare to swear just now, simply because he was afraid that there might be a careless waiter in the shop.

I just observed their expressions.

Kong Yuanbao was sure.

The waiter and the shopkeeper are all of one mind with him.

It could only be someone from the Zhou family who was talking nonsense, and he also heard what Zhou Ruixiang said.

Did the old woman who died last night come back to life and make chicken soup?

It's simply a fantasy.

Then the truth can only be that the old woman did not die on the day before New Year's Eve.