The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

296 Interrogation Prisoners

The boatman said affirmatively: "No, I was terrified at the time, let alone wandering, and Sa Yazi ran to the Yamen to report to the officials."

Qiao Muchen nodded, glanced at County Magistrate Han and said, "My lord, come here."

After hearing the words, County Magistrate Han followed Qiao Muchen.

Qiao Muchen pointed to the river bed and said, "My lord, the river bed here is very remote. Few people come here on weekdays, so there are very few footprints. In addition, after the boatman reported to the official, the yamen guard quickly protected the place, and no one was disturbed." destroy."

"However, my lord, you can see that there are very messy footsteps around the corpse. From this point of view, the boatman should not be the only one who came by the corpse."

At this time, Zhao Zhitong followed Qiao Muchen's words and said: "Among the footprints in this section, there is a series of footprints that are the same size as the boatman. It is indeed as the boatman said. He left quickly after seeing the corpse."

"However, the other pair of footprints stayed beside the corpse for a long time, and they were one shallow and one deep. The owner of the footprints was a slope."

Master Wang hurriedly went in to have a look, and then excitedly shouted as if he had discovered a new continent: "Hey, my lord, my lord, it's true, there really is a pair of feet that are one shallow and one deep."

The County Magistrate Han nodded upon hearing this, and immediately called the yamen servant, and issued an order: "Come here, call all the people with leg and foot problems in the county to the county yamen."

Qiao Muchen added by the way: "My lord, I have a diseased left foot."

After the servants over there took their orders, they went down to work.

At this moment, Zhao Zhitong had already put on his gloves, and after taking the autopsy tools from the yamen servant, he entered the scene of the crime.

Seeing this, Master Wang at the side hurriedly took out his notebook and prepared to record it.

Zhao Zhitong: "The deceased was a male, eight feet tall, aged between thirty and thirty-five. There were scratches on his forehead, and the skin on his whole body was wrinkled."

"There is no foam, sand and other debris in the mouth and nose, and the abdomen is not distended. It is preliminarily determined that the deceased was not drowned, but was thrown into the river after death."

The people on the side listened and watched very seriously, and no one disturbed Zhao Zhitong.

Zhao Zhitong continued: "The deceased had multiple new wounds on the chest, arms, and back, all of which were knife wounds, and the fatal wound was on the chest."

Zhao Zhitong picked up the dead man's hand, looked at it carefully and said, "The dead man used swords all the time, he was a practicing family."

As soon as this conclusion came out, Master Wang immediately asked in confusion: "Hey, why do you say that?"

Zhao Zhitong then explained: "Look at the palm of this man's right hand, the tiger's mouth and hand are thick with calluses, and above the palm, there are also calluses on the thumb. These are all from holding a knife all year round."

"Looking at the musculoskeletal muscles on this person's arms, they are also the characteristics of years of practicing knives. Moreover, there are many old injuries on the deceased's body. Therefore, it can be concluded that this person is a practicing family."

Zhao Zhitong's analyst, Master Wang and County Magistrate Han on the side leaned over to look at the dead man's hand, and then at his own.

They all said in amazement: "Oh, it's really different."

Zhao Zhitong smiled: "My lord and master are literati, and they often hold a pen to practice calligraphy. Therefore, where the right hand holds the tube, the fingers and palms are cocooned."

"But because the brush shaft is often made of bamboo, it is very smooth, and it will not leave calluses."

"That's right, that's right, it really is." The Master Wang was so impressed by this moment, "Master Zhao, how do you know so much at such a young age?"

Zhao Zhitong naturally dare not say that she has been digging up corpses in mass graves since she was seven years old, and used them to study them in books, I'm afraid they will have to treat her as a monster.

So she explained that she often came into contact with all kinds of patients, she would pay attention to the patients' fingers, and read a lot of books, so she knew this.

Naturally, Master Wang and County Magistrate Han did not suspect him, and they all believed what Zhao Zhitong said.

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After the autopsy, Zhao Zhitong took off his gloves and stood up.

At the same time, the yamen servants have brought the people with a diseased left foot in the entire county to the yamen.

After the servants came to report, they were ready to go back to the yamen.

"Come here, send the deceased to Yizhuang first."

After the county magistrate issued the order, he said, "Young Master Qiao, Miss Zhao, please follow me to the county government."

The two nodded one after another: "Master Han, please be polite, it should be."

With that said, he went to the Yamen together with Han County Magistrate.

At this time, Song Renying, who was standing among the crowd and saw everything in his eyes, was full of surprises.

If we talk about the case of stealing melons just now, it can only show that the two dolls' heads are indeed flexible.

Well, the autopsy and on-site inspection just now showed the true abilities of the two of them. One is as careful as a hair, good at spotting tiny clues.

A bold and courageous one, whose first-hand autopsy ability is admirable, and judging from her slightly messy steps and lack of habit of doing autopsies, I'm afraid that little girl learned these things by herself.

This talent made Song Renying more and more satisfied, and then he let out a long sigh. How could he be born into a female doll? If it was a boy, he would definitely not be bad in the scientific examination!

Seeing that the two had gone far away, Song Renying said to the subordinates beside him: "Let's go to the yamen."

"My lord, don't you go to the government office first?"

Li Yi asked suspiciously.

Song Renying shook her head: "Let's go to the yamen first. The case just now is not simple. I'm afraid it has something to do with the case we came here to investigate."

After saying that, the two went to the county government one by one.

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Anyang County, county government.

The yamen servants called all the people with diseased left feet in the county, no matter men, women, old or young. At this time, they were standing in a row in the lobby, each trembling and looking terrified.

Few ordinary people are not afraid of going to court.

After Zhao Zhitong and the others entered the lobby, some people knelt down on the ground in fright, shouting that they were wronged.

County magistrate Han slapped the gavel and sternly reprimanded: "Su Jing, whether you have been wronged or not, you will know at the first trial!"

When it comes to interrogating prisoners, Zhao Yue has to be mentioned, he is a good hand at interrogating prisoners.

As the saying goes, torture can be a trick. Since Zhao Yue began to help the county government, County Magistrate Han has rarely used cruel criminal laws to force criminals to confess.

"Master, Mr. Zhao is here!"

Following a notification, Zhao Yue walked in in a white suit, waving a folding fan.

"The younger generation, Zhao Yue, has met the county magistrate."

Zhao Yue clasped his fists in salute, tilted his head slightly, looked at Zhao Zhitong and Qiao Muchen at the side, and arched his nose at them.

The meaning is clear, he is complaining that Zhao Zhitong and Qiao Muchen are not enough friends, and they have a case, so they only call him now.

Qiao Muchen shrugged helplessly and gave him a supercilious look.

At this time, County Magistrate Han had waved his hand to tell Zhao Yue not to be polite, and briefly explained the situation of the case.

After listening, Zhao Yue nodded clearly, and his eyes fell on the dozen or so people. He looked from left to right first, and then from right to left.

Under Zhao Yue's sharp gaze, those few people were silent like cicadas, and they couldn't be scared.

Zhao Yue pretended not to check, and let the old pace leisurely in front of them.

The more relaxed he was, the more nervous those people became.

Boys, in the last chapter, Chapter 296, Mr. Zhang made a mistake. The person who came was Song Renying, not Mr. Zhang. It has been revised~~