Chapter 11

Dutch act? Lou Xiyan ponders for a while, and then asks, "when did he die?"

After a moment's hesitation, Wang Bingsheng replied, "about two hours."

No!

Light from the corpse spot, the dead died for at least ten hours! Standing outside the cell, too far away from the body, Zhuo Qing can't determine the cause of death. Besides, she makes a rash noise and may cause trouble for herself. She looks forward to Lou Xiyan, who is focusing on the body. Zhuo Qing decides to start with something!

"What a surprise!" Zhuo Qing pretended to be surprised and called out: "this man is so lucky. Before committing suicide, he can wash well and put on new clothes and shoes. It's strange that I changed my clothes and shoes, but I didn't comb my hair! "

Zhuo Qing said, and the people immediately looked at the body. Right, his clothes were clean and straight, and his shoes were spotless. By contrast, the hair tied up by grass was a bit messy. How could a prisoner who had been in prison for two months have a new suit?

Wu Zhigang asked loudly, "what about the Yamen guards last night?"

A middle-sized yamen servant, standing silently beside, hurriedly stepped forward and whispered back, "it's villain and Liu Wu."

"What's the matter? How could he have changed into a new suit? "

The Yamen servant timidly replied: "report back to your excellency. Last night, Li Ming, the Chamberlain of the Lin family, came to visit Lin Bokang. He said that Lin Bokang had not washed for many days. He hoped that he would send a set of clean clothes. We saw that their master and servant were very affectionate. He did bring only clothes and let him in, but he only stayed in it for a while and left."

"After Li Ming left, you can go in to see if Lin Bokang is still alive," whispered Lou Xiyan, who had been silent for a while

Although Lou Xiyan didn't get angry, the little yamen servant didn't dare to look up at him. He closed his eyes and hurriedly said the situation of last night: "when Li Ming came back to the prime minister, it was the time of the biggest storm. The big tree outside the prison broke the branch by the wind and smashed it outside the prison door. We were busy moving the branch away. After a while, Li Ming came out and helped us move together. Then he left. At that time, our clothes were wet. It was late at night when we changed our clothes, and we were not patrolling the cell. We didn't find that we were dead until the adults wanted to mention someone to commit a crime! "

"A bunch of fools!" Wu Zhigang put his hand on the official hat of the little yamen servant. These bunnies made a fool of him in front of the building. If the building Xiang thought that was how he managed the prison, would his black hat be enough!

Lou Xiyan didn't see his performance at all. He said in a deep voice, "pass on Li Ming." Li Ming is the last person to see Lin Bokang. He must know something else!

"Yes." Little yamen runner rushed out.

The corpse on the ground lies upright like this. It seems that it's really infiltrating. Wu Zhigang quickly flattered: "prime minister, the corpse has been tested. It's very gloomy in the prison. Please go to the lobby to have a rest first. Don't let the bad luck infect you."

Lou Xiyan turned around and saw Zhuo Qing, who was staring at the corpse, and stopped at the foot of the cell. Lou Xiyan suddenly asked, "what do you say?" It's funny to ask a teenager this question, but Lou Xiyan's intuition is that the teenager will give him different answers.

Zhuo Qing hesitated for a while, knowing that the cause of death of the deceased was suspicious, but she stood by, violating her professional ethics and code of conduct, sighed secretly, and Zhuo Qing replied, "I want to go in and have a look."

"Unbridled!" It's this strange kid again. He had a fight in the hall just now. Now he's following in again. Just about to throw him out, Lou Xiyan says with a good smile: "let him in."

Lou Xiyan speaks. Even if Wu Zhigang is no longer cheerful, he dare not object. After all, after so many years in the officialdom, he also saw some doorways. The building is more popular with this young man!

Zhuo Qing enters the cell, squats next to the corpse, only glances at the scar on her neck. Zhuo Qing stretches her ten fingers into the hair room of the deceased, and carefully examines her head. After a while, he raised the neck of the dead man and looked at the back of his neck. After seeing this, Zhuo Qing paused and pressed the corner of the dead man's mouth again. A trace of saliva came out along the corner of his mouth.

As she thought, Zhuo Qing held the dead man's arm and exerted a little force. She could not bend at all. The dead body was obviously stiff! Pull up the sleeves, there are body spots on the arms, and there are some crisscross scars, but it seems that it's an old wound. Torture should be the truth.

Zhuo Qing looked carefully. In Wu Zhigang's eyes, she was just making trouble for nothing. She was too confused to look at her. Wu Zhigang took the opportunity to analyze the building's sunset and said: "in the view of the prime minister, since it has been verified that it was suicide, it should have been Lin Bokang's premeditation, so that Li Ming would send clean clothes to kill himself with his belt."

Lou Xiyan laughs quietly, but her eyes are only on Zhuo Qing. Wu Zhigang is bored.

Zhuo Qing didn't let him down. She threw a sentence: "what if it wasn't suicide?"

Not suicide?

Lou Xiyan's smile is bigger, he knows that the youth will surprise him.

Wu Zhigang was stunned. Wang Bingsheng was the first to get upset and shouted, "nonsense!" Where's the kid who dared to question the result of his inspection, but also in front of the adults and the prime minister, how could he be?!

Go to the side of the body and point to the neck of the body. Wang Bingsheng stares at Zhuoqing and says: "if he was hanged after he died, the mark on his neck will be white, not blue and purple! The dead's limbs are naturally drooping, and there are burning marks on their feet, which is the most favorable proof of their hanging! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. "

Ignoring his clamour, Zhuo Qingwei lowered her head and whispered, "that blue eye, come and help me." It's troublesome without an assistant!

Blue eyes? Ink white Leng for a while, finally walked past, squatted next to Zhuo Qing, according to her command, gently turned the body over.

Mobai would help him, but Lou Xiyan didn't expect that it was different from jingsa's cold appearance. Mobai's cold came from his heart. Why does this young man have to move him?

Lou Xiyan looks at Zhuo Qing's concentrated figure and waits to see what kind of play he will perform.

Completely ignored by others, he is still a little unknown! Wang Bingsheng could swallow this tone, just about to open his mouth for criticism. Zhuo Qing looked at the back of the dead man and asked faintly: "if it was strangled first and then hung on the beam of the room, would there be the same traces of the body?"

"This" Wang Bingsheng suddenly stopped, did not let him think too long, Zhuoqing slightly looked up, said in a cold voice: "I only ask you, is it or not!"