With an expressionless face and a fair and open account, Wu Zuo came to the conclusion that the deceased was indeed poisoned by arsenic.

There was an uproar inside and outside the high threshold of the state government office.

"Beat her to death! Mr. Qingtian! This vicious woman should not be spared lightly!"

"Kill her!"

"My son, you died so miserably. Master Magistrate, you said you would never protect this bitch just because she is your adopted mother?"

Thanks to the good reputation accumulated by Mr. Wang for his philanthropy, no matter how unfavorable the situation is for Wang Zhaodi, there is always a small number of idiot fans who support the idol to keep her house from collapsing.

"Believe Zhaodi, she is not that kind of person."

However, Wu Zuo's remarks were the official confirmation. Wang Zhaodi was so confident before, but now he is so hypocritical. So those who had barely supported him in the past turned against him one after another, verbally and in writing, and showing off their vocabulary in various ways.

"Look, that heartless and vicious woman, she is still smiling! She is indeed an honest and shameless businessman!"

He Xiaoman was indeed laughing. He was already laughing so hard that he bent over and burst into laughter, unable to control himself.

"Did the woman go crazy out of fear because her love affair was revealed?"

The mistress's wife seemed to be unable to control her anger at this moment, and suddenly rushed forward and stretched out her sharp claws and went straight to He Xiaoman's door.

However, another iron-sand palm came first and pressed its fingers against the woman's face.

No matter how much the woman struggled, Wang Zhaodi, who was tall, long-legged and strong, kept the distance between the two of them very tight. The poor woman threw the king's eight punches for a long time without even touching a hair on Wang Zhaodi's body.

Realizing that the plaintiff had no way to counterattack, Mr. Tongzhi was shocked: "How outrageous!"

He Xiaoman nodded: "It is indeed very presumptuous!"

Tongzhi: "I am talking about you!"

He Xiaoman said with a serious face: "What this woman is talking about is a widower."

There was laughter in the crowd, whether they thought the scene was funny or were mocking Wang Zhaodi, who was already dying and still struggling.

"I didn't know. It turns out that all you need to do to perform an autopsy is poke your mouth with a silver needle. Are you a sewer and a firemaker more suitable for this job than you? After all, people still have to check the temperature of the fire and the water level."

"Fart, Lu San died of poisoning after eating at your house. If the poison test does not test the mouth, why should the buttocks be tested?"

"He has a vicious mind, and if he doesn't kill him, it won't make the people angry!"

Haha, He Xiaoman glanced at the audience, it looked like there were a lot of people on the other side!

Amidst the curses and accusations, Yuan Wenjing stood up and sighed, and said warmly: "Foster mother, although I have said before that I will not say anything during the entire trial to avoid suspicion, but now the situation has become clear.

The identity of an adopted son is implored to the host's family. I wonder if it can be kept private? No one has faults. There is human kindness outside the law. Everyone looks at the legacy of the late Wang Dashan and looks down upon me..."

He Xiaoman stretched out his hand to stop her: "Wait a minute, there is no need to do this. Although I, Wang Zhaodi, am a prostitute, I keep my word and spit on my words. I will never regret it."

She pointed directly at him: "I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language."

"I demand a normal autopsy!"

Lu San's daughter-in-law wailed sadly, and tears rolled down her pale cheeks: "Wang Zhaodi, no matter what, you were married to me... As the saying goes, a couple's favor lasts for a night, how can you be so cruel as to disembowel him?

He died without a complete body, how can you be so popular, wuwuwu~"

She cried so sadly that sadness and happiness are contagious. Some of the people in the crowd who had shallow tears and strong empathy started to cry along with her. This Wang Zhaodi was really nothing.

Lu San's mother-in-law also began to cry: "Sir, let's not sue, okay? Just pretend that Wang Zhaodi didn't kill my son. I can't watch him die inexplicably, and he's still alive after death."

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Yuan Wenjing suddenly raised his voice and said: "Zhuanzong, please advise the adoptive mother. This case does not involve anyone else. The main reason for the suffering is not to complain. If the two parties have negotiated terms, I may be able to mediate, at least to avoid the death penalty for the adoptive mother."

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The current rule is that those who commit major crimes, such as those who commit non-nine tribes or three tribes, can be punished with gold instead of punishment, which means spending money to eliminate disasters.

Wang Chuanzong's face was also pale, and his fine cotton robe hung on his thin body. He looked a bit pitiful, but his words were loud and clear: "I believe that my mother is unjust, please adults."

Autopsy!”

This kind of bloody scene that requires a full-screen mosaic must not be so violent for everyone to watch. If the owner does not want to do the autopsy in the inner hall, the people who want to take advantage of it do not agree, for fear that there will be hidden power and money operations that will obscure the light of the right path.

The prefect is Quan, and he obviously still wants to get the Wang family. The Wang family's wealth is famous throughout Qinghe Prefecture. The audience outside the venue shouted loudly and did not agree to carry the body to the back hall for autopsy.

Then someone else began to take the lead: "Ms. Wang must have anticipated this outcome, so she was not afraid of asking for an autopsy, because she was sure that the family could not bear to have their loved ones die without intact bodies."

The body, hair and skin are affected by the parents. The ancients paid special attention to this. Even if someone in the family was unfortunately beheaded, they would still spend a lot of money to buy the head and ask a cobbler to repair it before burial.

The knife dealer, the executioner, and mourners everywhere; the cobbler, the mausoleum guard, and the thousand thieves orchid god tune door. These are the nine professions that specialize in serving the dead.

The cobbler occupies one of them, which shows the ancients' obsession with the whole corpse.

In ancient times, those who were given poisoned wine or three feet of white silk by the emperor had to sincerely kowtow to express gratitude. It was because of the emperor's mercy that the whole body was kept.

He Xiaoman completely ignored the sailors who had been trying to set the pace, and looked at the barking people outside: "Dear neighbors, I, Wang Zhaodi, hereby swear that if after a normal autopsy, the conclusion is still the same, I am willing to accept the punishment of death."

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Her eyes were fixed on Yuan Wenjing, then on Yuan Wenjing, and then on the host's family. After scanning them one by one, He Xiaoman said grimly: "I dare to take responsibility, I dare to speak, and I dare to admit it. Do you dare to test it?"

The people who were still shouting and shouting outside the court were suddenly overwhelmed by Wang Zhaodi's momentum at this moment, and they rarely became quiet again, waiting for the judgment of the three chief judges.

A look of regret flashed across Yuan Wenjing's face, but he still sighed and said: "Since my foster mother has her own way, I have nothing to say."

People are no longer afraid of being cut to pieces, so what else can you do?

Finally, because he was worried that the prefect and Wang Zhaodi were connected, he finally decided to conduct an on-site autopsy. Those who were afraid could leave on their own.

This time, Wu Zuo finally showed off his full style and no longer fooled people with a silver needle.

After the clearing was completed, less than half of the people left, and some of them were unwilling to leave. They gathered around the government office from a distance. The ones who stayed behind were all brave and fresh, and they all put their feet up and stretched their necks to look.
Chapter completed!