MTL - The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor-Chapter 362 You really have a leg with him?

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Liu Qingsong’s support, if it’s really poisoning, it’s not clear!

“How can I determine what kind of poison?” He Temple is temporarily throwing away distracting thoughts and putting his attention into the case. For him, there is nothing more important than solving the case.

"According to the state of the body, I suspect that the murderer is killing people with blackheads. Because of the death of taking aconite, there is no special sign at the autopsy. The signs of suffocation are more obvious. It is impossible to find out, so the aconite can be said to be necessary for murder. Good medicine." Yan Yan replied.

Liu Qingsong wiped the sweat of the horns. "There is a must-have medicine... Are you talking about jokes?"

Yan Yan said: "I am telling the truth."

"So, as long as the poison of the aconite is in the middle, you can't find the cause of death?" He Temple was not willing to ask.

"Not at all." Yan Yan reached out and gently pressed between the chest and abdomen of the corpse. "If you are lucky, you can find the aconite residue in the stomach, and the mucosa and serosa may be a little bleeding. But the aconite. The residual toxicity is easily destroyed by ** gas, and if it is not dissected in time, no toxicity can be detected."

Under the conditions of Datang, even if the anatomy is not able to detect the toxicity of aconite, even if Yan Yan can produce anhydrous ethanol and all the things used to test the toxicity, it is futile that Datang does not understand this test report. . The so-called poisoning with silver needles is not able to detect all the poisons, and it depends on luck.

"He Temple is likely to start from the line of Dou Si Niang, such as this handprint. I personally think that this size can not be a woman. According to the confession of Dou Si Niang's body scorpion, she has been with Dou Si Niang, just After the face of Dou Si Niang was a little different, I went to the door to call Xiao Xiao to come to a bowl of summer soup.” Yan Yan’s half face was covered by a mask, and the sound was awkward. She saw the temple and the jaw. Continued: "If she tweeted her confession, she said, she got up and asked for a sputum to get rid of the summer soup. When she returned, she would see the blood on her face. He Temple may wish to find a small cockroach to confirm it. How long is it enough for someone to break in and attack Dou Si Niang."

"So, Mrs. Liang did not have any suspicions?" He Temple was just recovering from the shock of the corpse, and looked at Yan Yan in an inquiry.

Yan Yanzi knew that Dali Temple could not let her dissect the body of Dou Si Niang, then she took off her gloves and threw it into the box. When she heard the words of He Temple, she replied: "Can you ask me how many questions are there?"

He Temple is nodding his head: "Yes."

"Through the case is the motive, mastering the motive of killing is equivalent to locking the murderer. I don't know what He is thinking that the motive for Mrs. Liang's murder is?" Yan Yan looked straight at him.

He Temple is also a life-killing right, and he has been ignoring many times. At this moment, he feels a kind of pressure on Yan Yan. "This... needs further investigation."

“Is the evidence of the person’s evidence?” Yan Yan’s official next door had to answer and chuckled. “Isn’t the person’s card a drug? Is it the baggage? The drug is suspected than anyone else, let her As for the person to prove, isn't it ridiculous? As for the clean flour, I still don't know what kind of poison is mixed in it, but Dou Si Niang is suffocating and dying. If it is not drowned, it is internal medicine. I don't know if it is clean. Dead, or is someone going to take it?"

A sharp rhetoric made the officials of Dali Temple speechless. If Yan Yan didn't say it at this time, they didn't think of it. It was just a mother. In a short period of time, they got a clue, which really made them feel a little shame.

"Good!" Liu Qingsong took a hand and found that everyone's eyes were gathered on him, and he immediately changed his mind: "Analysis is good!"

Yan Yan packed up the toolbox, and He Temple immediately waved the jailer to help.

"Thank you." Yan Yanchong He Temple is slightly owed. She knows that, in fact, He Temple has long seen her identity, but she does not know for what reason, she did not dismantle it, and she is not angry with her sharp words. She should be thankful.

He Temple is faintly laughing: "Polite." It was said that Liu Qingsong and Yan Yan had a morgue.

He Temple was coming out, standing on the porch of the outer curved door and looking at the carriage that was far away. He sighed, and couldn’t succumb to the sorrowful Chang’an ghost, but it was a strange girl.

"He Temple is right, I have to report this matter immediately, one step ahead." He Sizheng is a middle-aged man in a green official uniform.

"Zhang Yushi please." He Temple is arching.

The official position of Zhang Yushi is actually a person who supervises the censorship, not the Dali Temple.

Yushitai is divided into a hospital. The first is the Taiwan Academy. It is mainly responsible for correcting and correcting the prison. The second is the temple, the palm of the court, and the inspection of the ceremonial ceremonial ceremonial ceremonial ceremonial ceremonial ceremonial examination. Reconcile the prison, clean up the dynasty, supervise the prisoners, and so on.

The official ranks of the Taiwan Academy are the highest, the temples are the second, and the courts are the lowest. The management matters are mixed and wide, and there are also the rights of the imperial officers. Even though the official position of Zhang Yushi is lower than that of He Temple, The temple is not willing to be slow.

Zhang Yushi turned to the horse and braved the fierce hot sun to Zhuque Street.

At that time, Liu Qingsong will open the curtain to the outside, and he will feel that one person is riding a hot air.

"Hey?" Liu Qingsong half-body looked out from the small window and stared at the ride for a long while.

Yan Yan fiddled with the ice in the gongs of the enamel, and looked up at Liu Qingsong's posture. It was rare to see the surprise. The window was small, and even the size of the ordinary basin was not comparable. He could drill out and easily retract.

"You, what is this expression!" Liu Qingsong turned back and was scared by her, and immediately shrank to the corner of the carriage. "I said that I am used to seeing a forensic doctor. I am used to seeing you. Sometimes I have a look that makes me a little cautious."

Yan Yan face is black, she always knows that Liu Qingsong is so thin that she can shake in the fourth wind, but she did not expect it to be a bamboo pole. "I think this window is doubled again. Xiao Yuzhi may not be able to pass easily. ""

Liu Qingsong glanced at her with a squinted eye and never continued this topic. "Don't say this, I finally remembered who the man was!"

"The one that passed by riding?"

Liu Qingsong nodded. "I only saw him at the morgue. I was one of the two officials on the side of the temple. I only thought that he was familiar, but I was not familiar with the officials of the Manchu dynasty. I just didn't care. Just Seeing him riding the horse, I suddenly remembered that I had seen him before. That person is not an official of Dali Temple, but a person of Yushitai."

"Yu Shitai?" Yan Yan frowned.

The responsibilities of the impeachment officer made the court officials and the families of the officials have no good impression on them. The imperial history of this court is the official of the Qing Dynasty. Although the rank is not high, the authoritarian power is very heavy, so the officials employed must be straightforward. However, Yan Yan thought that under such a appearance, the most important thing in the history of imperialism is that there must be a moment of love for the gossip.

"I am afraid that I will be exposed to the autopsy." This matter may affect Xiao Yu, but it is not serious. After all, she is passively involved in this matter, doing some cover, just to cleanse her.

The two were in silence, and the roof of the car sank slightly. From the curtain gap that had just been rolled up by Liu Qingsong, a slamming sound was thrown in a note that was folded into a shape of an geese.

Liu Qingsong sneaked out of the car again.

Yan Yanqi started the note, only listened to Liu Qingsong sighed: "Wow, heroes, you are so black and hot..."

Then he slammed and then disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Yan Yan's heart was slightly tight, thinking that Liu Qingsong had been wiped by a knife, and quickly reached out and dragged him in.

Liu Qingsong stunned his head, and soon he got a big bag, and he could see that it was a long shape, like a hilt or scabbard.

"I feel that you and Sang Chen are really..." Yan Yan couldn't think of any adjectives. Listening to the meaning of Liu Qingsong’s words, he may have seen the dark guard. Since people are masked, they naturally don’t want to reveal their identity. Liu Qingsong is actually shouting loudly on the street. It’s no wonder that someone is knocking a sap.

Yan Yan also ignored him and opened the note in his hand.

The words of Qing Jun’s floating eyes came into view. The more the brows looked, the more frowning the brows were. The more you look at it, the paper will be immersed in the icy ice, and the black ink will bloom in the melting ice water.

"What did you write?" Liu Qingsong quickly picked up his hand and the writing on it was blurred.

"Someone wants to start with me." Yan Yan’s voice was heavy, and immediately he said to the driver: "Get back quickly."

The driver should have a quick start and speed up.

“Li Tai?” Liu Qingsong asked a mouth shape.

冉 颌 颌.

Liu Qingsong’s expression was also serious. He followed Xiao Yu’s pursuit of Su Fu for more than half a year. Naturally, he was very familiar with Su Fu’s body shape. Only then did he have him.

"Do you really have a leg with the pharmacist?" Liu Qingsong’s slap in the face: "Or how else would he go back and personally come to inform you about this."

Yan Yan stared at him blankly, until Liu Qingsong was numb and shrunk his neck. "I can't do it with him!"

"Yes." Yan Yan used his fingers to smash the soaked paper, and then took out the test and tried the test. He added, "Su pharmacist is doing this himself, it is awkward."

"I deeply feel that the Holy Spirit is really wise, it should be sent out to Jiu Lang." Liu Qing Songdao.

Joking is a joke, but Liu Qingsong is not at ease.

I waited until the carriage drove into the house and only relaxed a bit.

After bathing in Yan, bathe in the pharmacy in Fuchu. This is Xiao Yu's special room for Yan Yan. It is very warm in winter and cool in summer. It is very comfortable. There are two ice basins in the corner. The indoor temperature is cool and pleasant, and there is no hot feeling in summer.

"I don't know if Suzhou is hot." Yan Yan touched the medical book, but muttered in the mouth.

Sitting for a long while, Yan Yan got up and opened the window. The heat flow rushed in and was forced to retreat by the coolness, and Yan Yan only felt warm.

Here you can look at half of Chang'an, under the white light, the houses seem to be steaming with heat, less pedestrians, and look lonely.

In the Yankang Square, which is separated by a few streets, Li Taifu is a song and dance.

Li Tai has more than a month's cost-to-book ratio. The restaurant does not know the elegant charm, but it is full of value everywhere. There are 16 ice cages in the house, which are full of coolness. The fruits are all placed on crushed ice. Above, cool and sultry.

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