Chapter 34 'The Murder of the Tibetan Ambassador in the Secret Room'
"What a good opponent!"
When Li Yan walked towards the inner guard, he was still thinking about the fight just now.
It's no fun to beat up children. He himself feels that the progress of his strength is slow. One key factor is that he doesn't have a suitable opponent.
Nowadays, there is a master like Kumarajiva hiding in the Tibetan envoys, which makes him very excited.
It's best to find a chance to play a few more games...
"Yuanfang, you never disappoint!"
As soon as he entered the ranks of the inner guards, Qiu Ying chuckled, walked over and hugged his shoulders heavily.
This move did not surprise anyone, because other inspectors also looked at him with eager eyes.
Even Xiao Ling put on a smile and posted: "Li Wuwei is really a powerful warrior!"
Li Yan smiled at everyone. He did not take credit for himself or stand out too much. He took the initiative to come behind Qiu Ying and hide his merit and fame.
This move fell into the eyes of Kumarajiva not far away, and he found that he was really a subordinate, and his eyes couldn't help but become more confused.
Although the level of official position cannot be completely determined by the level of martial arts, such a strong man with a good family background can only be a ninth-grade official in the Tang Dynasty...
The Central Plains is really a place full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, which is hard to fathom!
On the other side, Pei Sijian rushed forward, looked around coldly, and finally landed on the hard-edged Brenzan blade: "Deputy envoy of Tubo, do you want to cause chaos in our country, the Tang Dynasty?"
"I……"
Brenzan suddenly discovered that the higher the official position in the Tang Dynasty, the tougher the attitude.
The governor arrived late, not because he was afraid, but because he brought over his elite bodyguards who were fully armed, and he was really determined to fight.
It is the courtesy of a big country not to kill envoys when the two countries are at war, but if you really anger the Tang Dynasty, you don't care what bullshit envoys you have, you can take them all.
Brenzan's face was uncertain, his arrogance was finally suppressed, and he waved his hand: "Back off!"
The Tibetan guards retreated one after another, and Kumarajiva returned to the mission.
Pei Sijian snorted coldly, then dismounted and led everyone to the post house.
Li Yan, Qiu Ying, County Magistrate Cui and others followed suit.
Everyone walked through the front yard of the office and walked into the residential area in the backyard.
Facing the rockery, there is a large pond around the rockery. This is the pond featured in the post house.
There were duckweeds and koi swimming inside, but they did not bring good luck to the people in the house.
Everyone turned left, entered the courtyard, and finally came to an exquisite two-story building.
This is the upper hall.
To be precise, starting from the rockery area, the entire large area is where the upper hall is located.
However, this small building is where senior officials live, and it is of the highest grade.
But as soon as everyone walked into the hall, an unpleasant smell drifted down from the second floor.
Once a person dies, no matter how it occurs, it is a big challenge to the sense of sight and taste.
The Tibetan envoy Nian Zenggu was no exception.
He was born into a noble family of the Nian clan. He was usually strict and well-groomed, but at this moment he was lying on the carved mahogany table on the second floor, with his head tilted and his arms stretched forward in a weird and terrifying posture.
Pei Sijian walked around to the front and saw his pale face with wide eyes and a dead look. There was a short blade stuck in his throat, which was already soaked in blood.
Pei Sitong said: "Wu Zuo! Come here for an autopsy!"
Lin Wuzuo, who was in the Yamen queue, immediately stepped forward.
Everyone dispersed in disgust, but Lin Wuzuo didn't take it seriously. He squeezed the body first and said, "Stiff and uncomfortable, he died for a long time."
Then he clamped the handle of the knife tightly with two fingers, slowly lifted it out, and pulled out the short blade with a pop. After careful observation, he said: "In addition to blood stains, there was also a layer of water-colored stains on the blade of the murder weapon, which was suspected to be a lethal poison.
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As he spoke, he took out a silver ruler, pried open the corpse's teeth, and carefully observed the tongue, lips and teeth: "The tongue is coated, showing signs of poisoning. The stab wound in the throat caused massive bleeding, which is fatal."
Apparently, Tibet was planning to kill Zenggu. The murder weapon penetrated the carotid artery, causing massive bleeding and death.
But in order to kill him, the murderer had already poisoned the murder weapon. Even if he avoided the vital part, as long as he was cut, he would still end up dead.
"This was a premeditated assassination, not a hasty one!"
Among the inner guards, Qiu Ying, Li Yan and Xiao Ling looked at each other with strange expressions.
When they received the news, they immediately thought of Liniang's murder notice.
Liniang predicted that a distinguished figure in Liangzhou would be killed recently, and they thought he was from the Tang Dynasty.
Unexpectedly, it was the Tibetan ambassador who died now. Is this a coincidence or a trick?
"Who was the last person to see Nian Zhengji?"
Lin Wuzuo's autopsy process was very meticulous and he was still checking it over and over again without missing any details. Pei Sijian began to ask about the events before and after the case.
"It's a guard named Qiu Shenji from the Tang Dynasty. He said that there were bad people planning a murder and volunteered to protect the ambassador, but he refused to reveal the source of the information."
Brenzan sneered: "I think he is an accomplice. Using this excuse to get close to the chief can also clear his own suspicion. It's a shame that I didn't see it yesterday!"
Qiu Ying secretly thought something was wrong.
This nephew was actually the last person to see the ambassador?
As Brenzan said, so what if you gave the warning in advance? How could you know that you weren't just pretending to clear away suspicion?
Pei Sijian was unmoved and asked: "How can you say that Qiu Shenji was the last one to see the ambassador?"
Brenzan said: "At midnight (11 pm to 1 am), we were all asleep. Only Qiu Shenji was standing in the upper hall and said he wanted to work overtime. Who else could he be?"
The corners of Li Yan's mouth rose slightly, but he held it back.
Idiot, involution also depends on the occasion!
Pei Sijian immediately looked at Lin Wuzuo: "Can the specific death time of Nian Zhengshi be reduced to after Zi hour?"
Lin Wuzuo stood up and reported: "If we go back to the governor, we cannot accurately determine the time of death. It can only be last night."
Li Yan nodded secretly.
This author is still very reliable.
Modern people all know that rigor mortis can be used to roughly judge the time of death, because for a period of time after a person dies, the muscles gradually become stiff and slightly contracted, so that each joint is fixed, and the body naturally becomes stiff.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This kind of rigor mortis begins to appear 10 minutes to 7 hours after death, begins to relieve after 24 to 48 hours, and is completely relieved in 3 to 7 days.
However, in fact, the appearance and disappearance of rigor mortis is affected by various factors such as the ambient temperature, the degree of muscle development of the deceased, and the cause of death. Even the most skilled forensic doctors can only make rough inferences, which requires the use of various high-tech instruments.
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In ancient times when medicine was underdeveloped, everything relied on experience. Estimating the time of death based on the degree of rigor mortis became even more vague.
Lin Wuzuo's judgment that Nian Zenggu died last night was correct, but one night was a very vague concept. At the specific time, there was nothing he could do.
He explained it using the theoretical knowledge of this era, and the Tibetan side was dubious after hearing it.
"That being the case, there is still some doubt as to whether Qiu Shenji was the last to see Nian Zhengshi!"
Pei Sijian also nodded, and then turned to Brunzan: "Deputy Envoy Gar didn't seem to be sad about the death of Nian Zhengzheng, but was a little happy?"
Brenzan's face changed: "What are you saying, Governor? I, a Tibetan man, are used to this. I keep my pain in my heart. Do I have to act like a daughter and cry in front of my face to be considered sad?"
Pei Sijian said: "That's not the case. It's just that the officials of the post office have said recently that there was a lot of unpleasantness between the two envoys because of the polo match. Deputy Envoy Gar has a motive!"
"you!"
Brenzan's chest rose and fell, his face changed several times, and he looked at the cold and solemn faces on Datang's side, but he didn't dare to say a word.
He was afraid that this group of Tang people would really take him down, and that he would end up with the death of the Tibetan envoys due to internal strife, so he could get through it in a muddle-headed way.
This thought indeed flashed through Pei Sijian's mind.
However, Pei Sijian knew very well that he could declare this to the outside world, but he could not explain it to the saint internally.
The Tubo envoy died in the Liangzhou Post House. This was a contempt for the authority of the Tang Dynasty!
The murderer must be caught!
"Bring Mr. Qiu Lang here!"
Pei Sijian waved his hand, and soon, Qiu Shenji, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, was lifted up by two Tibetan guards.
"Third uncle, save me!"
His face was full of fear, and when he saw Qiu Ying, he rushed towards him excitedly, but was immediately suppressed by the Tubo guards.
Qiu Ying glared at him fiercely: "Captain Pei is here. If you have any grievances, just tell him clearly!"
Qiu Shenji's mentality was obviously broken. He looked at everyone in panic, and after a while he said sadly: "Captain Pei, save me. The Tubo people want to silence me in order to cover up the truth!"
Pei Sijian said: "What's going on? Tell me slowly!"
Qiu Shenji breathed a sigh of relief: "Three days ago, I received a secret report in a silk letter. Someone was going to do harm to Tubo's thoughts. I didn't dare to neglect it. I came to the posthouse to check, and I really found some clues about the stalker."
"I went into the posthouse to report, and my thoughts made me mature and prudent. After hearing this, I was asked to defend myself against incoming enemies. I am well-guarded so that no foreign enemy can take advantage of me."
"Until last night, Nian Zhengshi was in the study, and I was guarding outside. Suddenly I heard screams inside. When I went in, I saw Nian Zhengshi lying on the desk, bleeding non-stop, and he had suffered an accident!"
Pei Sijian looked solemnly and asked, "Where were you at that time?"
Qiu Shenji stood up and came to the entrance of the courtyard, where he could see the swamp: "I will stand here."
Everyone walked out with him, and Pei Sijian calculated the distance: "When you heard the screams, you rushed inside immediately. How long did this process take?"
Qiu Shenji said: "I came to the second floor and took about thirty breaths. At that time, my neck was bleeding from the right thoughts, and there was no way I could save it."
Pei Sijian asked: "Where is the murderer?"
Qiu Shenji said solemnly: "I didn't see the murderer. Other guards arrived one after another. They were all guarding around this building, but none of them saw the murderer."
Everyone carefully observed their surroundings.
Li Yan glanced around and found that the environment here was beautiful, but there were no tall trees. Except for this two-story building, the rest was flat.
Then it would be difficult for Qing Kung masters to sneak in. After all, Qing Kung requires a foothold, and no matter how useless Qiu Shenji is, he is not blind.
"So, Qiu Shenji had been guarding here for a long time, and there were more than a dozen internal guards around, but the Nian Zheng envoy on the second floor of the hall was still killed."
"This is a..."
"Secret room murder case?"
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