Chapter 76: Looking for an Assistant, Song Ci Xiangzhong Xiaolan
When the two came to Yanshan, they saw that Qian Jincai's body had indeed begun to rot and emitted a foul odor.
Qin Shaobai's heart was filled with sympathy for Master Qian.
He couldn't imagine what kind of mood Mr. Qian was in when he dug out his son's body and let him be exposed in the wilderness.
Song Ci was carefully observing Qian Jincai's wounds. Qian Jincai's face was so rotten that he couldn't see clearly. It should be because the skin on his face rotted faster after being scalded with water. He also saw it on his neck.
A hole about the same size as a hairpin on a woman's head.
In other words, what Mr. Qian said about the process of killing money and making money is indeed true.
The two went to the river to see Mr. Qian again, and found that the place where Mr. Qian's body was floating was actually the place where Mrs. Qian died.
The two people immediately thought that Mr. Qian had most likely dug up Qian Jincai's body. He felt very guilty and felt sorry for Mrs. Qian, so he chose to commit suicide by diving into the place where Mrs. Qian died.
"His body was swollen and white all over, and his lips were bruised. It also looked like he had died of drowning. However, the real way to determine whether a person died of drowning or was murdered and then thrown into the water is to know only after an autopsy."
Song Ci said, and asked people to move the body and send it to Yizhuang. He also called Qin Shaobai to get on his horse and go to Yizhuang.
"You don't have to run so far this time."
Song Ci looked at Qin Shaobai curiously.
"Let's go, I'll take you to a place."
Qin Shaobai took Song Ci to the backyard of the county government office. Song Ci discovered that a new room had been built in the yard.
"Well, why are you building a house?"
"Master Song, you will know after you go in and take a look."
Song Ci felt a little uneasy and looked back at Qin Shaobai for a while. Seeing that Qin Shaobai was smiling confidently at her, she opened the door cautiously.
He was stunned by the furnishings in the room.
The house is not very big, but it is divided into three areas with screens and partition walls.
There is a large table in the largest area, and various knives are placed in the cabinets next to it.
The second area turned out to be an experimental area, with several iron shelves and several glass bottles placed up and down.
The third area is even more outrageous. There is a tea table with a Jingdezhen tea set on it. Next to the tea set are two boxes of chess pieces.
"Master Song, are you satisfied with your forensic room?"
"What forensic room?" Song Ci expressed her confusion.
"You dissect corpses and analyze evidence, aren't you doing it so that the people of the Song Dynasty can be treated fairly by the law? Therefore, you should be called a forensic doctor, Doctor Song Law."
"Forensic Doctor Song? This name seems to be more prestigious than Song Tixing."
Song Ci muttered, chewing on Qin Shaobai's words. Suddenly, he straightened his face and said,
"It doesn't matter if you come up with a name that no one can understand. Moving the body here for autopsy is indeed convenient for investigating the case. I don't have any objection, but what is this tea table?"
"Sir Song, don't you always say that you want to be friends with the deceased? Only then will the deceased be willing to tell you the truth. How can you not communicate with friends without tea? If the deceased says something that you can't understand, you just have to deal with them.
He defeated them in chess and forced them to reveal the truth."
As soon as Qin Shaobai finished speaking, he laughed out loud. Seeing Song Cizheng glaring at him angrily, he immediately ran out.
He is not stupid, Song Ci's eyes looked like he was going to be eaten up...
Song Ci couldn't help laughing when she saw Qin Shaobai running away in a hurry.
Touching everything in the room with her hands, Song Ci felt more moved and happy.
Qin Shaobai always does something unexpected, but everything he does is so close to people's hearts.
No wonder Li Xian treated him like a god, no wonder Xiao Shan and other old detectives were obedient to him.
The most important thing in dealing with people is to treat each other with sincerity.
Suddenly, he thought of Master Qian and his son again.
It is said that everything in the world has a cause and a result.
I don’t know whether Master Qian’s cause caused the effect of money entering wealth, or whether the cause of money entering wealth caused Master Qian’s effect.
However, this was an avoidable tragedy.
Thinking of this, Song Ci let out a long sigh.
Outside the door, Qin Shaobai heard Song Ci sighing and thought he was still complaining that he had given him a tea corner, so he wanted to explain quickly, saying that he was afraid that Song Ci would be too tired, so he did such a leisure thing.
place.
What's more, this area is separated from the work area by a low wall. With Song Ci's experience and courage, he shouldn't be unable to drink tea or play chess.
Just as he was about to open the door and go in, he bumped into Song Ci who was pulling out the door.
"Sir Song, in such an exquisite forensic room, why don't you have the bodies of Mr. Qian and Qian Jincai transported here so that I can dissect them and see if I can gain anything?"
I told you earlier. I thought you didn’t like it? I was shocked.
Qin Shaobai wanted to watch Song Ci dissect, but Song Ci kicked him out.
"Master Qin, you'd better wait patiently for my autopsy report."
After saying that, he suddenly said,
"Actually, I also want to have a helper. I originally wanted to ask my master to come out. But my master agreed to let you be the teacher in the school. Plus, I don't want him to work too hard."
Qin Shaobai had long wanted to find a helper for Song Ci. Firstly, he did not have to be dragged to the corpse by Song Ci to act as a temporary assistant. Secondly, he really felt that Song Ci was working hard, especially after he had just returned from Lin'an Mansion in the past few days.
I have been busy with the case, busy with the autopsy, and busy analyzing the evidence.
By the way, it seems that I haven't had time to ask him if anything happened when he went to Lin'an Mansion?
When I went there, I seemed very nervous, but when I came back, I felt more relaxed. There were no big changes, and probably nothing major happened.
It's better not to ask him now. Wait until the children's case is solved before asking him properly.
Maybe, he went to Lin'an Mansion for a blind date.
Qin Shaobai was amused by his own thoughts and actually laughed out loud.
"I said Master Qin, what are you laughing at? I asked you to give me Miss Xiaolan as my assistant. Why are you laughing?"
"Ah, Xiaolan will be your assistant? How can this be done?"
Qin Shaobai refused without even thinking about it.
"Okay, Miss Xiaolan can't do it. Tell me, who around you can do it? Xiao Shan? Wang Cheng, Zhou Xian, or you, Mr. Qin?"
"Well, I'm not saying that Xiaolan can't do it, but Xiaolan is not from the county government, so why should I ask her opinion?"
Song Ci then turned his anger into a smile: "Actually, I also know that you are reluctant to let go of Miss Xiaolan, but, this Miss Xiaolan is really a good seedling, and she made the Snowflake Life-Sustaining Pill."
Seeing the disbelief on Qin Shaobai's face, Song Ci couldn't help laughing, but before closing the door, she said, "I knew you didn't know."
Qin Shaobai asked Li Xian to go to the Qin Mansion to find Xiaolan, but he was told that Miss Xiaolan was helping Mr. Nan Quan arrange the school.
Qin Shaobai suddenly became energetic and clamored to see where the new school would be built. Is it far from their Qin family? If it was only a few steps away, Zhao Yue'er and Xiaowan could easily go to school every day.
"Master Qin." Li Xian looked at Qin Shaobai in confusion, "Master Qin, do you really not know? Miss Xiaolan said that you can live in the county government, so she gave up the original Qin Mansion.
He came out and asked my father to set up a school."
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No, Xiaolan, how could you do this? Do you think I built a house in the backyard of the county government office just for our family to live in?
Oh, mygod, don’t I have to be neighbors with dead souls every day?