Chapter 150 The Two Most Torturous Hours
In order to confuse the group of henchmen secretly protecting Jin Shu, Song Zhen did not hesitate to use dozens of boys and girls with similar builds to Jin Shu.
Wearing clothes very similar to those of the monks of the Six Doors, they chased and ran through the streets and alleys of the capital.
Bai Yu usually squats on the eaves, and if you are a little far away, you can't see his face clearly. So he got lost because of this simplest trick.
Knowing that he had lost track of him, Yan Zhao refused to let him return to the Six Doors, fearing that Li Jin would get angry and deal with him. It was better to send him out to "atone for his crimes and perform meritorious service".
Anyway, it won't be long before Song Zhen safely sends Jin Shu back.
only……
He stood with his hands behind his back under the eaves of the coroner's office, pondered for a long time, and then picked up his pen and wrote a letter: "Change your clothes and hurry to the palace to deliver this letter to Eunuch Lin of the Imperial Study." Yan Zhao did not even look up, "Be sure to hand it to Eunuch Lin personally."
Shen Wen asked in bewilderment, "Lord Yan, at this point, shouldn't I go and get Mr. Jin out first?"
"Just go when I tell you to!" Yan Zhao's voice rose a few decibels. "What are you trying to gain! What kind of talk is that!"
Seeing that he was angry, Shen Wen quickly put away his nonchalant attitude and took the letter with both hands.
"This letter is very important. We must go now, or it will be too late." He let out a long breath. "If we are late, something terrible might happen."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Wen abandoned all manners and disappeared in a flash.
Little did anyone know that the imperial edict would come true, and a major incident did indeed occur in the palace.
Li Jin, who was usually leisurely and carefree, lost his composure in front of the emperor and got into an argument with the Minister of Justice.
"When the Ministry of Justice needed the cooperation of the Six Doors, I cooperated. What, the Ministry of Justice has been supporting a bunch of people for nothing, yet they can't even catch two suspects whose age, address, identity characteristics, and general location are clear?"
"If the coroner can't do it, the Six Doors will help; if the crime scene investigation can't do it, the Six Doors will help too. Lord Xu, the Six Doors will do everything. What's the point of having your Ministry of Justice?"
"You don't learn corpse language, you look down on criminal profiling, you don't study interrogation techniques, all you do is complain in front of the emperor, arrest people and torture them. Your Ministry of Justice is really something."
Not only was Xu Weiyou, the Minister of Justice, who was quite old and had white hair, speechless after being rebuked, but even Li Yi was stunned.
Even Li Jing, who was standing to the side, showed a hint of surprise on his usually expressionless face.
At that moment, Eunuch Lin walked quickly over from the side, whispered something in Li Yi's ear, and then handed Li Yi the letter of the strict edict.
Looking at the contents of the letter, Li Yi narrowed his eyes, even more surprised.
In black and white, a line of small print reads: To make a long story short, you must stall the Crown Prince and Prince Jing for two hours. I will report to the palace later.
Two hours...
Li Yi frowned slightly, took a deep breath, folded the paper in his hand twice, watched as Eunuch Lin lit the candle beside him, and then slowly burned the letter.
He glanced at the three people in front of him and waved his hand: "Someone, bring them a seat and set out writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone."
Li Yi sneered: "Li Jin, you've solved a few cases and you're already so arrogant? Now you don't even respect Lord Xu of the Ministry of Justice?"
His voice was extremely deep, and his gaze was fixed intently on Li Jin's face: "Come, sit down. What did you do wrong? Write it down. Write it all down, and you can be spared the punishment for being disrespectful before the Emperor!"
Li Jin paused, his anger instantly subsided by half, and he clenched his fists tightly as he looked at the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone in front of him.
He gritted his teeth, cupped his hands in a salute, and said, "Your subject obeys the decree."
Li Yi took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead: "However, the Ministry of Justice has indeed gone too far lately."
Xu Weiyou and the Crown Prince were taken aback.
Li Yi leisurely raised his eyes, glanced at Xu Weiyou, and his piercing gaze finally landed on the Crown Prince's face: "The Ministry of Justice has always been under your jurisdiction, and it has indeed been outrageous recently. Come, you write it too."
He narrowed his eyes slightly: "Write down what oversights you, as the Crown Prince, have made in managing the Ministry of Revenue, the Ministry of Justice, and the Ministry of Personnel. Write it down clearly. If anything is missing..." Li Yi sneered, "If I were to take action to rectify the situation, it would only be more severe."
These were the two most difficult hours for Li Jin. They were also the two most difficult hours for the Six Doors (the government agency).
But for Jin Shu, these two hours are indeed crucial.
She lowered her body and followed Song Zhen through the weeds that were more than a meter tall.
After walking for about half an incense stick's time, I hid behind a haystack and waited for the guards in front of me to change shifts.
“I’m not sure where Lin Zhongyi’s body will be taken. When you get back, you must persuade the prince not to act rashly.” Song Zhen said, her gaze fixed on the people changing shifts. “It’s absolutely unwise of him to try to use Lin Zhongyi to get in touch with the Ministry of Justice.”
Watching the three people chatting and laughing as they left with the money, Song Zhen pulled Jin Shu along and quickly walked into the mortuary from behind the haystack once they were out of sight.
"Hurry up, we only have one hour at most." As he spoke, he took out a set of coroner's tools from a hole in the wall behind the mortuary. "Thank you for your trouble, sir."
In the center of the mortuary in Shiliting, there was a black coffin.
Song Zhen and He Lin helped Jin Shu open the coffin lid, and then Song Zhen rolled up her sleeves and started helping her.
A month after Lin Zhongyi's death, Jin Shu met the man Li Jin had been secretly investigating for so long for the first time.
She fastened her handcuffs, and without saying a word, bent down and reached into the black coffin.
The body had been dead for a month. Its entire body was purplish-black, eyes wide open, and mouth slightly agape. Fingers and toes were also bluish-black and swollen, bleeding from all seven orifices. This was definitely not the appearance of someone who died from a few knife wounds.
Seeing Jin Shu's focused and serious face, Song Zhen stood aside in surprise, marveling that it was indeed heaven helping Li Jin.
Only by seeing it with one's own eyes can one understand why Li Jin protected her so tightly, with five people guarding the small courtyard from front to back.
Jin Shu's gaze, however, was focused on the edge of her blade.
She was almost certain that Lin Zhongyi's death showed very obvious signs of arsenic poisoning.
However, unlike the two people who suffered acute arsenic poisoning at Shuangji Theater, Lin Zhongyi exhibited a different type of arsenic poisoning.
The patient presents with irritant dermatitis on the chest, back, corners of the mouth, and armpits, with visible papules and vesicles. There is hair loss on the scalp, and obvious peeling marks on the hands and soles. The ulnar side of the palms has many grain-like keratotic protrusions, which are clearly arsenic boils.
This is a characteristic that only occurs in chronic poisoning.
In other words, Lin Zhongyi had been slowly poisoned for a long time before his death.
Who poisoned him? Who wanted him dead? Jin Shu hesitated for a long time, keeping this question to himself.
In addition to chronic arsenic poisoning, he had stellate fracture marks on his skull, large knife wounds on his waist and abdomen, and a diluted milky white liquid.
Before he died, he was even subjected to a large dose of antiseptic poison.
“Mr. Jin, it’s almost time.” Song Zhen urged, watching her retreating figure. “We have to go.” He said, “If we stay any longer, Lord Yan won’t be able to hold on.”
Jin Shu was taken aback, then peeked out and met his faint smile.
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