The first work of the imperial prison

Shen Jiang strolled outside for a while, drank a cup of tea, and then came back, and Master Jiao's ghost painting symbol had already been drawn.

This time I can see the shape, bladed ones, hooked ones, flat-headed ones, large and small, and many patterns. Most of the handles are long and the blades are short. It feels like a tool for something, not a gadget for playing. .

"What is this?"

"Anatomy tools." Ye Baiting handed over the drawn drawings.

Shen Jiang was startled, his hand holding the paper was a little stiff: "The autopsy?"

Ye Baiting glanced at him: "Didn't I say that, what I am best at is the method of autopsy, hold on tight, and go outside to do a set."

Shen Jiang swallowed his saliva: "It's not that I don't let it... This fact is incredible. Even in our prison, it's a bit too much. I'm afraid you won't be able to use your 'best skill'."

Ye Baiting: "You do it first, there will be a chance."

Shen Jiang didn't speak.

Ye Baiting looked at him out of the corner of his eyes: "Shen Zongqi, don't try to fool the past. If you don't do it, I won't use it when I need it later. It will delay the leader's business. Maybe it's not as simple as a stick punishment."

Shen Jiang's heart shuddered, forget it, every time I fight against Young Master Jiao, there will be no good results: "All right, I will do it, will it be done? But I can't give you this thing. If you really need it, I will give it to you Bring it up."

As he was talking, his subordinate Niu Dayong came over to report: "Boss, the business over there named Bu is over!"

Shen Jiang nodded, took out the key and opened the cell door: "Master, shall we go?"

The morgue outside was ready, and all the people who should be evacuated were evacuated. It was very quiet, and only the sound of my own footsteps could be heard while walking.

Ye Baiting took two steps, and suddenly thought of a question: "You said before...you encountered danger when you went to Liang's house to find something, and the commander, Qiu Yiqing, also went there and saved you?"

Shen Jiang nodded: "Don't look at our line of work is so majestic, it's really dangerous when it's dangerous, and you tie your head on your trouser belt at any time, and you will encounter this kind of murderous intent from time to time. Human feelings, this is not a picky point, to protect one's weaknesses, that martial arts, tsk tsk, Long Teng is seamless in every day—"

"I didn't ask that."

"Then what are you asking?"

Ye Baiting paused, and turned around: "How did he know, it's the grass juice?"

Shen Jiang was taken aback by his question: "How do I know this? Maybe the commander is very knowledgeable? When he entered the room and saw the books left on the floor, he concluded that I was looking for books. After asking, I said that the deceased was very interested in fabrics." The key to the case lies here—he picked up a few books, casually flipped through the pages, twirled them with his fingers, and touched them. Zhiye grass, he found the grass, he didn’t want branches or leaves, so he kept the roots, crushed out the juice with his hand, wiped it on the book, and the words appeared in a flash! Are you saying that it’s not a god!”

Ye Baiting frowned: "Zhiyecao... what is it?" Never heard of it.

"The roots are thick and the leaves are long, not tender at all. It looks a bit like the one with ginger grass." Shen Jiang is good at gesturing to describe the size to Young Master Jiao.

Ye Baiting frowned even deeper: "Ginger grass... what is it?"

Shen Jiang: ...

He is really a young master who lives a sweet life, he doesn't care about foreign things, and he doesn't care about plants.

Ye Baiting was silent for a moment: "Go find some herb illustration books and bring them to me."

Shen Jiang: "This kind of winning...isn't necessary?" Why do you have to compare with the commander, who is not considered human in everyone's eyes...

Ye Baiting glanced at him lightly: "Others eat too, does Shen Zongqi think it's unnecessary?"

"Look for it! Buy it if you don't have it! I'll send it to you tonight, okay!"

Shen Jiang subconsciously patted his chin, telling you to swear, Young Master Jiao is gentle for a moment, do you think he won't swear?No matter how dare you refuse to listen, he will be the one who 'gives food' next, and if you get in a hurry, people will quit and stop looking at the corpse, what should we do?

Although he doesn't want to admit it, but really, Young Master Jiao has a hundred ways to deal with him.

Ye Baiting was satisfied, and went to the basin to wash her hands.

He realized that this was not the world he was familiar with. There were many things different from what he knew, such as plants, and a major problem facing forensic autopsy was poison. There are various chemical agents in modern times, but in ancient times most of them relied on Poisonous insects and weeds, any deviation in direction is a huge mistake.

He needs to learn.

Turn around and focus on the mortuary table ahead.

"The deceased's body is in good condition. It must have been intentionally placed in a cool place. The corruption is not serious, so it doesn't mean it's a new death." Ye Baiting opened the deceased's eyelids to look, and then held his arm to test his flexibility. "The cornea is highly turbid. The rigor disappeared, and the deceased died for more than five days."

Shen Jiang: "There is no need to determine the time of death this time. The deceased's name is Chang Hongwu. September [-]th is the birthday of the old lady of the Chang family. A birthday banquet was held on that day. Chang Hongwu was in charge of general affairs at home. A drunken guest was at the end of Xu, and was served by servants back to the study room. Chang Hongwu expressed that he was very tired, and he waited for the hot water for bathing. After more than half an hour, the master came to knock on the door before calling, and found that the person was dead, and almost kicked over the carbon basin in fright... just don't know how he died, and who the murderer is."

Niu Dayong came over quietly, with a low voice: "The one named Bu over there seems to be an accident, and there is no murderer."

Shen Jiang laughed: "Another accident? He won't only test this kind of result!"

Niu Dayong scratched his head: "He also muttered something, our people were on duty outside, and we were far away, so we didn't hear clearly, I don't know what happened after the test... Boss, should we go and find out ?”

"No need." The corners of Ye Baiting's lips curled up, "I already know the result of his test."

Shen Jiang: "Ah? What result?" So fast!

Ye Baiting: "You said just now that the servants found the deceased dead, and they were so frightened that they almost kicked over the charcoal pot... In this room, charcoal was being burned for warmth?"

Shen Jiang hurriedly looked through the confession and the on-site records. There was indeed such a sentence in the statement. As for the on-site situation records... a small piece was stained by ink spots, and it was impossible to see what was originally written. There was no mention of carbon at the scene elsewhere Basin, where to put it.

There shouldn't be such a big mistake in the archive of written records. Who is so careless?

He frowned: "It should be right to say so in the confession."

"The spots on the deceased's body were bright red, especially on the cheeks and lips, similar to those of the carbon poisoning victims," ​​that is, carbon monoxide poisoning. "Carbon poisoning kills people invisible, and it is the most common type of accidental death in winter."

Shen Jiang shouldn't be too familiar with carbon gas hurting people, there will be many cases every winter, but Master Jiao said so, there must be—"But?"

"Stupid." Ye Baiting gently opened the deceased's mouth, "Such a strong smell of bitter almonds, did he give his nose to wild dogs and can't smell it?"

Okay, in the eyes of this young master, the ones who are not doing things well are either pigs or dogs, Shen Jiang answered wisely: "So it's not carbon poison?"

Ye Baiting: "Of course not, it's cyanide."

Because of its rapid onset and high efficiency, cyanide was favored by criminals in the era he lived in. Most of them were chemical synthesis reagents, but it was not without it in ancient times. Some plant nuts, such as bitter almonds, peach kernels, and loquat kernels, all contain Amygdalin, under the action of special enzymes or stomach acid, will release highly toxic hydrocyanic acid. Different plant species and individual victims have different irritability, and the toxic effect will also increase or decrease.

Shen Jiang didn't understand, this was another new concept like the previous "mechanical asphyxiation": "Cyanide...what?"

Ye Baiting: "A toxin that comes from plant seeds has a rapid onset and death, and is convenient and quick to use—there are indeed all kinds of accidents and coincidences in the world, but not all of them are accidental coincidences. Chang Hongwu is definitely not dead. in carbon poisoning."

Shen Jiang recalled, turned to the page of on-site records, and narrowed his eyes: "The surname Bu thinks he has found the truth, and we don't want us to find out too, polluting the records about the carbon basin?"

It's really clever but being misunderstood by cleverness. Idiots never know where a truly capable person stands.

"The deceased seems to be laughing, what kind of artifact is this, will it make people feel happy?"

"You see clearly, are you laughing?" Ye Baiting gently turned the dead man's head so that Shen Jiang could see it more clearly.

This... laughs a little scary, it's too hideous!Shen Jiang subconsciously took a step back.

Ye Baiting: "Not all twitching of the corners of the mouth is called laughter. When a person dies in pain, it is difficult to have an exact pattern of facial muscles. Everyone's pain and ferocity are different. You can't just because what he left behind is the twitching of the corners of the lips. , I feel that the deceased was emotionally satisfied and happy at that time.”

He didn't know how the deceased was feeling at the time, whether he tried hard to smile, but at that short moment, he must have been in extreme pain.

While busy, Ye Baiting asked, "What did the deceased eat?"

Shen Jiang: "Eat... what?"

"The onset of cyanide was rapid. The deceased must have eaten before his death, within a cup of tea at most," Ye Baiting stared at the sheet of confession in Shen Jiang's hand. Look, "What did he eat?"

Shen Jiang looked at it quickly: "...No, no one said that he ate before he died, and the scene was very clean, without any food plates, dishes, chopsticks or the like."

Ye Baiting's hand paused: "Clean?"

"Well, it's clean, nothing."

"Where's the wine? Nothing related to wine? Brewed tea? Hangover soup? Even vomit? The dead smelled very strong."

"It was the old lady's birthday party that day. Chang Hongwu was socializing from morning to night. It should be normal to smell of alcohol on his body? There is no trace in the room... Maybe he vomited outside?"

"The murderer has no external injuries, and the poison can only enter through the mouth—" Ye Baiting carefully inspected every part of the body, with a faint glint in his eyes, "If you can't find it, you must be taken away by the murderer."

Shen Jiang suddenly had a headache: "Then this thing is either destroyed or hidden...some of them have been found."

When Ye Baiting turned the body back to lie flat, he touched the double jade rings hanging on the front of his clothes. They were small in size, dark blue glazed, smooth and moist.On the back of the jade ring, near the inner gap, there is a very deep purple.

Touch the edge lightly, the stains have dried up, and you can wipe it off with great strength. You can smell it with a slight sour and sweet smell.

"You said the old lady's birthday banquet that day..." Ye Baiting lightly twirled her fingertips, "Are there any special ingredients on the menu, dark in color?"

Shen Jiang looked for it, and he really found it: "His family has a uncle from the south. He has a silk business at home. He has a hundred acres of mulberry fields. In September, there are still mulberries. The room is boiled into sugar water and entertained guests."

Mulberries are purple in color and easy to dye. When they are ripe, their tongues will turn purple after eating a meal. As the host of the host family, the deceased will be stained with this color... seems normal?

Ye Baiting: "The color is dyed on the jade pendant. Guess what kind of behavior will cause such a result?"

Shen Jiang rubbed his chin and looked: "Push? Or bumped it accidentally?"

Ye Baiting: "It doesn't matter how it happened."

Shen Jiang: ...

It doesn't matter, you still let me guess!

"The important thing is this," Ye Baiting pointed at the belt of the deceased, "The clothes on his body have been changed."