"If you die on the third day of the lunar month, you will die three days ago [Shenshi]."

"Very good."

Chen Jun nodded, "Then let me ask you, according to your experience, what is the difference between hanging yourself to death and strangulation to death?"

The black-faced man swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "This..."

"If you don't know, please ask another author to answer my question." Chen Jun said simply.

Another man, wearing a blue-grey gown and a goatee under his chin, thought for a while and said:

"For those who really hang themselves, tie them with ropes, silk or the like, and put them behind the left and right ears. The color will be dark purple. The eyes will be closed, the lips will be open, the hands will be held, and the teeth will be exposed. If it is hanged on the throat, the tongue will touch the teeth; if it is below the throat, the tongue will touch the teeth.

Frequent discharge. There are saliva dripping on the chest and feces on the back of the buttocks.

If someone beats and strangles him, pretending to hang himself, his mouth and eyes will be open, his hands will be loose, and he will feel slow. There will be no blood under the throat, and the traces will be light. The tongue will not come out, and it will not reach the teeth. There will be finger and claw marks on the flesh of the neck, and there will be other marks on the body.

Where fatal injuries go.”

"How to determine the time of death?"

Chang Shanwu said: "Looking at the changes in rigor mortis, the whole body becomes stiff within one day, then softens, and becomes normal after three days;

Secondly, look at the degree of pupil turbidity. Within one day, the pupil will appear white and dirty, and for more than one day, the pupil will appear cloudy. After three days, the cornea will be swollen and white, making it impossible to see through, which is not human-like."

Chen Jun commanded: "That's right. Now let's invite the widower to go and examine the marks of strangulation and the time of death on Mr. Mu's body. Afterwards, the Mu Mansion will give you a generous reward."

"yes."

The long-robed man slowly walked towards the edge of the coffin. At this time, the black-faced man who was standing still screamed in pain, his face twisted and he fell to the ground, without any breath.

"He has swallowed poison a long time ago."

There was a loud roar from the crowd, and everyone woke up one after another. Fa Hai sighed, walked over, stretched out his hand and closed Wu Zuo's eyes: "Amitabha."

"Hmph~"

Xiaoqing snorted coldly, looked at the picture in the mirror, and said angrily: "A cat cries and a mouse shows mercy."

Bai Suzhen smiled and shook her head, "It seems that you hate him very much."

"He attacked me again and again, and Qiu Xiaoqing remembers them one by one. It was thanks to Xu Xian last time, otherwise it would be hard to say whether he would be able to come back."

"Looking at his performance in solving crimes, he is really good."

"If he didn't have magic power, there would probably be another Great Master Qingtian in the world, who would benefit a good official. Sister, who do you think is the murderer now?"

"It should be the other three scholars. Xu Xian's eyes have lingered on them many times."

"..."

In the mourning hall, something strange happened.

Another author saw this situation and asked, "Does it still need to be tested now?"

"No."

"The situation is very clear now, Mr. Mu, I don't need to mention it any more."

Chen Jundao: "According to my examination, my son died of strangulation, and was then disguised as hanging himself by the murderer. The real time of death was three days ago, and at that time I was in the outskirts of Qiantang, on an outing with several college classmates.

I didn't have time to commit the crime. If you don't believe it, you can go to the academy to verify it."

The woman holding the girl cried: "Then who killed my husband, who is the murderer?"

Chen Jun smiled softly and looked at the three people on the side, "Cao Ang, Liu Chengfeng, and Zhao Qianyang, what do you want to say?"

"Three days ago, let's talk about where we were."

It felt like all the eyes were on the scene. Cao Ang was embarrassed, Liu Chengfeng looked troubled, and Zhao Qianyang was calm and composed.

Zhao Qianyang first said: "I had something to go back to my hometown three days ago, and I was on the road at that time."

Chen Jun asked: "Has anyone seen it?"

"I reported to the academy that as a witness, although I was traveling alone, I bought rouge along the way. The owner of that rouge shop can testify for me. When I returned home in the evening, I had relatives and villagers testify for me."

"Okay, where's Brother Chengfeng?"

Liu Chengfeng took a deep breath, "Do you really want to say it?"

"right."

"Well, I was in Honglouchun at that time. Miss Su Mei'er, the leading heiress there, could testify for me."

Chen Jun joked: "Brother Chengfeng is very elegant and romantic."

Everyone around them looked at it, and many felt disappointed. The Liu family's family background was much better than that of the Mu family. His uncle was now an official in the capital. Liu Chengfeng was extremely handsome, with a face as beautiful as a crown jewel. If he hadn't been in a brothel |

, he is truly an excellent son-in-law candidate.

"Young men are admiring each other. I'm unmarried, so why not play the piano with the girl there?" Liu Chengfeng asked rhetorically.

"Of course, where is Brother Cao Ang?"

"Three days ago, I heard that a famous actress was singing in an opera in the east of Qiantang County. I went to see the opera?"

"Did you see the show? Did anyone see you?"

"I just went out that day. After walking four miles, it started to rain heavily. Then I turned back to the academy. Someone must have seen me."

Cao Ang's voice was trembling and his face was pale, "I didn't kill the person, I was the discoverer. Some of the academy disciples should have seen me coming back that day, and they can testify for me."

Chen Jun said indifferently: "What if not?"

Whoosh!

Cao Ang's face turned even paler.

"I - didn't - kill - anyone!"

Cao Ang clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't kill him. How could I kill him since Mu Yang and I were classmates?"

"Of course I know you can't kill people."

"Um?"

"You believe me?"

Cao Ang's eyes burst out with a look of hope.

If he was still resentful towards Chen Jun just now, he can only be grateful now. Especially when so many eyes were on him, angry and questioning, as if they were looking at a murderer.

"Then why do you doubt me?"

"I just think your expression from angry, to confused, to helpless, and finally to grateful is very interesting."

Chen Jun rubbed his chin and looked at him: "If I relieve you of doubts, will you kneel down and thank me?"

Fahai glanced at Chen Jun: "...."

"I!"

Cao Ang, who was grateful just now, now wanted to punch him, but he still held back and forced out a smile, "If Brother Xu clears the suspicion on me, I will give you a generous gift."

"Please allow the donor to start your deduction."

Fahai said: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Why is the donor Cao Ang not suspicious?"

"It's very simple. If he wants to kill Mu Yang, there is no need to go to such trouble. It's just unnecessary."

Chen Jun looked at the three people in front of him, "The real murderer, if I'm not wrong, brother Liu Chengfeng, you are the real murderer!"

"I?"

Liu Chengfeng squinted at Chen Jun and suddenly opened a paper fan to fan himself, "Brother Xu Xian, are you joking? How could I kill Brother Mu Yang?"

"If I ask you to answer the question, answer the question. It's still the coldest time in spring. Are you feeling hot? Fan."

Chen Jundao: "Or can I think that you are guilty and trying to cover it up?"

Not only all the relatives and family members of Mu Mansion present, but also Fahai, Bai Suzhen and Qing She outside Qingcheng Mountain were all shocked when they heard Chen Jun's inference.

"How could the murderer be Liu Chengfeng? I originally guessed that it might be Cao Ang."

Xiaoqing was surprised and confused, "How could it be him? Didn't Liu Chengfeng expose his shortcomings and go to sleep in a brothel?"

Bai Suzhen said thoughtfully: "I once suspected Liu Chengfeng and Zhao Qianyang, but I think the latter is more suspicious. Maybe Xu Xian got the evidence."

"How could it be Liu Chengfeng?"

There was a commotion in the mourning hall.

"How could it be him? With his family background and character, he shouldn't do such a self-destructive thing."

Fahai couldn't figure it out either, "Almsgiver Xu, are you sure you're not joking?"

"Great monk, do you think I like to joke?"

Chen Jun suddenly turned his head and looked at Mu Yang's wife, Mu Xushi, "I want to ask Madam a private question, which is related to the real culprit in the case. Please answer me truthfully."

"Okay." The woman nodded in agreement.

"How long has it been since you and Mr. Mu had sex?"
To be continued...