The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

282 He Comes With Witnesses!

The butcher leaned forward and sniffed it, nodded again and again, and said with certainty: Yeah, that's right, it's this medicine!

Master Wang nodded, got up and came to Master Han, affirming: My lord, that's right, the deceased was poisoned to death after drinking the medicine in the jar.

Then he looked at the Sun family, threw the medicine jar on the ground, and said sternly, Now you have nothing to say!

Zhao Zhitong finally couldn't help it at this moment, and retorted: My lord, how can a butcher do an autopsy? What can he see? As the saying goes, every line is like a mountain! If the diagnosis is wrong and a good person is wronged, how is this different from a careless death?

Being questioned like this, the butcher got a little angry, patted his thigh and pointed at Zhao Zhitong: You yellow-mouthed kid, talking nonsense, I inspected the corpses of many cases in our county, and I haven't seen anyone say that butchers can't do autopsies. , are you looking down on our butcher's autopsy?

Zhao Zhitong didn't answer his words, but asked instead: Well, let me ask you, did the deceased have symptoms of miosis?

The butcher was stunned, then went to look at the eyes of the corpse, and finally shook his head: No.

Zhao Zhitong asked again: Then let me ask you again, are there any obvious scratch marks on the body of the corpse, and is the spine of the corpse curved like a bow?

The butcher subconsciously swallowed his saliva, then went to look at the corpse and shook his head again.

Only then did Zhao Zhitong continue: The reactions of nuxon poisoning include headache, dizziness, nausea, itching all over the body, slow heart rate, miosis, and tightness all over the body. Opistonus will appear immediately after.

So, the corpse didn't have these symptoms, how did you decide that she died of nuxon poisoning?

Zhao Zhitong kept asking questions, but the butcher who asked was speechless, his face flushed with embarrassment.

The person who questioned him was clearly a nine-year-old girl, but at this moment, no one treated her as a little girl.

Zhao Zhitong walked up to the corpse with gloves on, started to move the corpse, and continued: The face of the deceased was bruised, cyanotic, and swollen. The deceased died less than three hours ago, but the corpse spots appeared. The corpse spots appeared earlier, prominently, and distributed widely.

Mydriasis, cramps in hands and feet, and abdominal congestion seem to be typical characteristics of death from mechanical asphyxia.

At this time, the scene was quiet, and everyone was looking at the lobby of the medical hall. After Zhao Zhitong started the autopsy, the magistrate of Han had already walked from the door to the corpse, and followed Zhao Zhitong's explanation, looking all the way.

Hearing something he didn't understand, he still asked in doubt: What is death by mechanical suffocation?

Zhao Zhitong pondered for a while and explained: It refers to the suffocation death caused by the use of violence, causing the deceased to be unable to breathe. For example, hanging the neck, strangling the neck, choking the neck, stuffing the mouth and nose, or compressing the chest and abdomen.

Magistrate Han nodded clearly: What else?

At this moment, after hearing Zhao Zhitong's words, the eldest son of the third idiot over there rushed over excitedly and shouted: Don't touch my mother's body, you are criminals, you killed me Mother, don't touch my mother's body!

Stop him!

At this time, County Magistrate Han was already attracted by Zhao Zhitong's autopsy operation just now, and immediately called his men to suppress the furious iron egg.

County Magistrate Han: Girl, you continue.

Zhao Zhitong nodded, took out a pair of tweezers from his body (actually in the space), and added a piece of cotton wool from the deceased's breath: There is cotton wool in the deceased's breath, the nails of both hands are cracked, and there are broken wire ends hanging on the nails, which proves that the deceased Before he was alive, he was suffocated to death by covering his mouth and nose with a quilt, and he resisted fiercely before his death.”

At this time, Master Wang hurriedly asked: Then, how to explain the medicine in the mouth of the deceased?

Zhao Zhitong: If I'm not mistaken, the medicine was poured into the mouth of the deceased after his death. The medicine only stained the mouth, not the stomach.

If you want to prove the authenticity, you only need to cut open the abdomen, and you will see the difference.

The husband and two sons of the deceased were reluctant when they heard that the body was to be dissected.

Destroying the corpse, in their view, is disrespectful to the deceased, and it will make the deceased die with regret, and most people are unwilling.

Zhao Zhitong: My lord, it can be seen from this that the cause of death of the deceased may be something else.

The three fools and their two sons lay beside the corpse, crying and asking the adults to make decisions for them.

At this time Zhao Yue came in from the door, he went straight to the father and son, squatted aside, shook his head and sighed: Hey, it's so pitiful, he was smothered to death, looking at his purple face, struggling with suffocation , the deceased must have been in great pain during his lifetime.

When he said this, his eyes kept wandering around the three of them, and he noticed very keenly that the eldest son, Wang Tiedan, stiffened when he heard his narration.

Zhao Yue rolled his eyes, and suddenly shouted: Ah, Wang Tiedan, why are there so many bloodstains on your shoulders!

Wang Tiedan suddenly raised his head from the corpse, subconsciously covered his shoulders with his hands, and faltered: No, no, yes, I was bitten by a mosquito, I caught it myself...

Suddenly, Fanran realized that he was wearing clothes, how could his mother leave scratches on his shoulders!

However, it was too late.

Zhao Yue stared at him with an unbelievable look: Wow, I was just talking nonsense, why are you panicking, can't you really have scratches?

Wang Tiezhu's face was ashen, his lips trembling, and he glared at Zhao Yue.

Zhao Yue said indifferently: Don't panic, this doesn't mean anything, does it, unless there are scratches on your clothes.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Tiezhu had another meal.

Zhao Yue was surprised and said, Ah, I guessed it again!

County magistrate Han glanced at Zhao Yue and gave an order: Come here, check his clothes!

The two policemen immediately stepped forward, and took off Wang Tiezhu's coat in two or three strokes.

My lord, there are indeed scratch marks on the clothes!

The two detectives showed the clothes to the adults.

Zhao Yue blinked and said in surprise: Ah, the clothes are finished, and they seem to be the same as the threads in the nails of the deceased.

County magistrate Han looked at the scratch marks on his clothes, and looked at Wang Tiedan, full of majesty: Wang Tiedan! What else do you have to say?

At this time, San Lengzi and Zhu Zi were dumbfounded, kneeling down and crying for grievances.

My lord, it's impossible. This is a child's mother. How could a child kill his own mother!

Wang Tiedan trembled and lay down on the ground, yelling for injustice and sophistry: My lord, I was wronged. I don't know when my clothes were scratched.

This alone can't make a small crime. Medicine, yes, medicine, there is something wrong with the medicine. They just want to kill my mother, so that little yellow-haired girl will definitely cover up her own people. Everything she said Unbelievable!

At this time, behind the crowd at the door, a young boy's bright voice suddenly came.

What she said is unbelievable, what about the others!

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a young man with an extraordinary temperament standing outside the door.

This person was none other than Qiao Muchen who had just left.

He came with witnesses.