Chen Mengsheng frowned and said, "May I ask Mr. Zhu what his purpose is in inviting Mr. Gongsun?"
"Oh, well, dozens of people died mysteriously in Yangzhou Prefecture for more than a year. I wrote to Dali Temple to report this matter. Later, Sun Jie, a sixth-rank official from the Punishment Division of Dali Temple was specially dispatched to investigate.
The deceased has been found, but nothing has been found. Now, although the cause of death is known based on the one-sided words of the flower demon, it is not enough to be believed. It is necessary for the man to fill in the corpse and enter the file and submit it to Dali Temple.
Conquer the public."
Chen Mengsheng had only met Qiu Zuo when he retrieved Qiu Renxin's corpse in Lin'an City. He really didn't know much about the Wu Zuo profession. Zhu Zijian smiled and said, "Master Chen, don't be suspicious. Please go to the mortuary with me."
There is still a place under special supervision in the mortuary. Generally, the body can only be taken away by the family after the case is settled. If no family members come to pick it up, it has to be stored in the righteous village. Over time, there is really no one to pick it up.
The government office and local benefactors donated money to buy a thin-skinned cedar coffin in Yi Zhuang to perform rituals and bury the unknown corpse. Therefore, one must cultivate one's nature well in public affairs...
Chen Mengsheng followed Zhu Zijian to the mortuary of the prefect's yamen. The soaring gloomy air made people shudder. When the guards saw that the prefect Zhu Zijian was coming in person, they all rushed out to salute. Zhu Zijian waved his hand and the yamen servants dared to stand up and leave.
Zhu Zijian took Chen Mengsheng straight into the inner hall of the mortuary. In the inner hall, there was a lean man in his thirties wearing green clothes standing with his hands hanging. Zhu Zijian said to the man: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Gongsun. This is Master Chen Mengsheng."
.The reason why I invited you here this time is because the master has found some clues that will be of great help in solving the case. The wound of the murder victim in Yangzhou Mansion should be on the top door."
Gongsunjie looked at Chen Mengsheng for a while and said: "More than forty people have died in Yangzhou Prefecture in the past year. Although Gongsunjie is not talented, he has checked all the bodies of the deceased. But he obviously did not find any wounds on the head of the deceased. No.
How does the master know that the wound is on the head?"
This Chen Mengsheng really knew that when he was pretending to be comatose at noon, he almost had his brain sucked by the flower demon Rouge from the top door. But Chen Mengsheng couldn't say it, so he could only smile and said: "Mr. Gongsun, I may not believe it now.
Why not check it out and find out?"
"Okay, Mr. Zhu, Master Chen is waiting for me to check again." After speaking, he picked up a large wooden box from the ground.
Chen Mengsheng was completely shocked. The gangsters he saw in Lin'an Mansion were only wearing small cloth bags. The Gongsun Jie in front of him was indeed a gangster sent by the Criminal Division. This outfit made people look at him, and he was definitely not one of those county government gangsters.
Achievable.
Gongsunjie led the way, followed by Zhu Zijian and Chen Mengsheng. The three people turned from the inner hall into a basement with a locked iron door. Gongsunjie stepped forward and said to the guard beside the iron door: "Open the door, Master Zhu, the prefect, is investigating the case.
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The guard hurriedly took out the key and opened the iron door. When Chen Mengsheng stepped into the basement, he smelled a faint smell of corpse...
The body of He Qingquan, who died three days ago in Gongzhuang, was placed in the first room of the mortuary. Gongsunjie has indeed been busy these three days. He Qingquan's body was naked and lying on the bluestone. The body was shocking. Especially for Chen Mengsheng.
He was shocked when he saw it. The prefect Zhu Zijian had already vomited completely. He Qing's entire abdominal cavity was cut open, and all the internal organs in the cavity were cut out and placed in a silver basin next to him. There was still blood in the blood tank around the bluestone.
There was completely dry, thick blood exuding a pungent smell.
Gongsun Jie waited for Zhu Zijian to finish vomiting and said: "Master Zhu, please go upstairs to rest. I will hand it over to you for inspection after I finish filling in the body."
Zhu Zijian stopped him and said, "It's okay. Mr. Gongsun, have you noticed anything?"
"Replying to your lord, Gongsun Jie is extremely ashamed. I have examined He Qingquan's body and found no injuries all over his body. I cut open his abdominal cavity and found no abnormalities in his intestines and stomach, and there were no signs of bleeding or damage to his organs. The condition of his death was the same as before.
, Fang heard what Master Chen said that the deceased’s injury should be on the top door, but the villain had checked the deceased’s skull and there was no abnormality and no trace of blood stasis.”
After seeing He Qingquan's dead body, Chen Mengsheng said: "Please Mr. Gongsun shave this man's hair so that the wound can be seen."
Gongsun Jie bowed deeply and said, "Master Zhu and Master Chen, please wait a moment so I can check it out."
Gongsunjie placed the large wooden box he was carrying on the ground, and the box made a dull sound when it fell to the ground. Chen Mengsheng estimated that the box weighed forty or fifty, and Chen Mengsheng was shocked when he saw Gongsunjie opening the box.
The box is divided into three layers in the shape of a stack of arhats, with copper bones supporting each layer. The contents of the box are clearly visible. There are seven or eight white porcelain urns on the upper layer, and white cotton cloth is stuffed between the porcelain urns.
There are also silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses inserted. The middle layer of the box has two rows of grooves carved on the board. Each groove is embedded with knives of different shapes, some large, some small, curved and straight. The smallest one is
However, if the fingers are short or large, they are only more than a foot long. On the bottom of the box are some heavy iron tools, such as axes, hammers, saws, hooks, etc. Anyway, if Chen Mengsheng saw this box and didn't know that Gongsunjie was a workman, he would have mistaken him for a carpenter...
Gongsunjie rolled up his sleeves and exposed his arms. He first took a white porcelain urn from the box, opened the lid and poured it on his arms. The smell of alcohol quickly filled the mortuary. He took out a seven-inch scimitar from the groove.
He Qingquan's hair was scraped along the top bun of his head. He Qingquan had been dead for three days and his face was livid and gray. Rigor mortis was like a stone knife that would make a slight sizzling sound when scraped on his scalp. He Qingquan's scalp was scraped three or four times.
The hair on the top of his head was shaved off, revealing a tiny black spot under the light of the mortuary. The black spot was no more than the thickness of a hair.
Gongsunjie turned around and took the body box from the mortuary. He picked up a pen and wrote on He Qingquan's body box: "The top of the hair is cut and there is a thin layer that is not black, it is as thick as a human hair..."
The prefect Zhu Zijian asked: "Master Chen, look at such a small black spot. It has no wounds and no blood stasis. It may be a scab. I really can't believe that this small spot can hurt someone?"
It was not convenient for Chen Mengsheng to tell anyone about the flower demon's fingertips that would protrude hair-like flower stems to harm people, so he could only say: "Master Zhu, don't bother, you need to ask Mr. Gongsun to check it out."
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Zhu Zijian said: "Let's write down the inscription of Mr. Gongsun's body later. We must first identify the body."
Gongsun Jie said in embarrassment: "Every time a corpse is found, it will be written down. This is the rule of the Punishment Division. There are still people in the Punishment Division who will do the writing, but I was sent here alone, so I just follow the rules.
After checking and recording it, it was compiled and submitted to the Dali Temple in the imperial records."
Zhu Zijian said anxiously: "Isn't this a delay? Come on, it's not that the punishment department here doesn't need to be so complicated. You come and examine it and I'll write it down for you."
"This..., isn't this good?" Gongsun Jie said embarrassedly.
"Stop being so coquettish, bring me the corpse list. You can check it with An Xin, and I will write it down without missing a word."
Gongsunjie bowed his hands and handed the corpse to Zhu Zijian, saying, "I'm here to help you, the prefect."
Gongsunjie picked up the smallest silver-handled straight-point knife from the wooden box and cut along the scalp around He Qingquan's forehead. Every time the blade cut, it would rotate and turn up the scalp. After a while, a yellow and white piece appeared.
His scalp was cut off, revealing the sticky corpse fluid inside.
Gongsunjie picked up the white porcelain urn he had just used from the side and poured shochu on the corpse liquid. After wiping it with cotton cloth, the clean white top bone was revealed.
"Sir, there is indeed a hole in the skull of the deceased. The murder weapon should have been pierced with a sharp instrument as thin as an ox hair needle. There is no blood or bruise under the scalp. Is it strange? Is it really strange?" Gongsun Jie looked at the tiny hole.
He frowned.
Zhu Zijian asked while writing the corpse, "Why is Mr. Gongsun so surprised?"
"Sir, if such a small hole were made in a person's parietal bone, according to common sense, there would be blood in the brain, but there is no blood stain under this scalp. That's why I didn't suspect that the wound would be in the hair.
, beheading will cause blood to spurt three feet away." Gongsun Jie said puzzled.
Zhu Zijian looked at Chen Mengsheng and said, "Maybe the wound is too small and the blood can't flow out?"
"It's absolutely impossible. No matter how small the wound is, it will bleed like being pricked by a sewing needle. What's more, if the skull of the head is pierced, the blood in the brain will inevitably overflow. In order to find out the authenticity, the only way is to open the top door.
Only when the bones were sawed open did we know the whole story." This is the first time Gongsunjie encountered such wounds. He has been working as a widower for more than 20 years and has never seen any kind of dead people. This is precisely because he has had too many tests.
Only experience will miss the clues hidden in the bun.
Zhu Zijian heard what he said was clear and logical, and wanted to find out the matter as soon as possible. When the time comes, he can also tell the ugly Yinmao in the paperwork. Gongsunjie picked up the saw from the wooden box, and Chen Mengsheng could only see clearly the function of the saw at this time.
The common saws are not the same thing at all. A carpenter's saw has a hardwood beam at both ends and a wooden bar under the saw handle to adjust the tightness of the brown wire. A carpenter's saw has a short handle with a wooden handle.
A narrow silver bar with hooks. The silver is one foot three inches long. The shape of the hooks is first darker and then shallower. At the top, it is already a shallow and dense amaranth shape.
When Gongsunjie started sawing, he first used the back teeth of the saw to make a shallow circle of marks, and then used the middle teeth to follow the marks and saw back and forth with one hand holding the handle and the other hand pinching the saw tip. The bone powder fell down as the saw blade was dragged, waiting for the saw to be cut.
When it is almost done, slowly cut along the bottom. After sawing in one circle, the skull needs to be peeled off gently without damaging the brain inside. This is a delicate job. Gongsunjie sawed for half an hour.
The lower skull couldn't help shouting: "Ah..."
Chen Mengsheng and Zhu Zijian saw He Qingquan's body and head only red and white, and they didn't know what was going on. Zhu Zijian asked: "Mr. Gongsun, what's wrong with you? Have you found anything?" Gongsunjie's cry shocked them both.
It scares people to death. If someone scares people, it will really scare them to death.
Gongsunjie said with shame: "You don't know something, the human brain is full of the skull. I just sawed open the skull and found that the human brain has dried up and the brain fluid has been taken away. I have just examined it.
The head of the corpse has never seen such a method of harming people, so he is surprised and does not understand the murderer's purpose..."
Zhu Zijian looked at Chen Mengsheng and said to Gongsun Jie: "Mr. Gongsun's ability to find out the cause of death is already a great achievement. Even the arrest of the murderer depends a lot on Master Chen..."