Chapter 282： He's coming with witnesses!

Chapter 282 He came with witnesses!

282 He came with witnesses!

The butcher leaned forward and smelled it, nodded again and again, and said with certainty: "Mmm, yes, it is 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 bear it at this time, 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 killing people?"

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 did not answer his words, but asked instead: "Well, let me ask you, did the deceased have any symptoms of miosis?"

The butcher was stunned, and 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 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.

Zhao Zhitong then continued: "The reactions of nuxe seed poisoning include headache, dizziness, nausea, itching all over the body, slow heart rate, miosis, and tightness of the whole 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, blushing 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 congested, cyanotic, and swollen. The deceased died less than three hours ago, but the corpse spots appeared earlier, prominently, and distributed widely."

"Dilated pupils, cramps in hands and feet, and abdominal congestion, which are typical characteristics of mechanical asphyxiation death."

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

When you hear something you don’t understand, you will still ask in doubt: “What is death by mechanical asphyxiation?”

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 attracted by Zhao Zhitong's autopsy operation just now, and immediately called his subordinates to suppress the furious iron egg.

Han county magistrate: "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, someone used a quilt to cover his mouth and nose, and died of suffocation. Before his death, he resisted fiercely.”

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, this medicine was poured into the mouth after the deceased died. The medicine only stained the mouth, not the stomach."

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

As soon as they heard that the body was to be dissected, the husband and two sons of the deceased were unwilling.

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 decide 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 do you have so many bloodstains from being caught 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, with an incredulous look: "Wow, I was just talking nonsense, why are you panicking, can't there really be 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 exclaimed in surprise, "Ah, I guessed it again!"

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

Two arresters stepped forward immediately, 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 that 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 moment, 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 extraordinary temperament standing outside the door.

This person is none other than Qiao Muchen who just left.

He came with witnesses.

(end of this chapter)