When Jiang heard that there was food, she became elated again, "Master Zhang, I want meat, a lot of meat!"

Zhang Zheng didn't want to talk anymore. He waved his hands, feeling as if his body was being hollowed out. He decided to say hello to his colleagues less in the future.

The boss of Jingzhaoyi Yamen is a little old man who is drunk all day long. He used to be uncomfortable with it. Now there is no comparison, so he doesn't know what the difference is!

"My lord, there is ready-made stewed pork that the back kitchen made for you today!"

The official came in, and when he heard it, he quickly flattered him. Their adults like to eat stewed pork, and the fatter the better!

"All up, all for Jiang Shi, you will only have strength when you are full!"

Hearing this, Zhang Zheng hurriedly ordered to go down and wiped his sweat secretly. Which **** said he likes braised pork? So much so that for his birthday this year, he wanted to make a fortune, but all he received was meat!

The master squatted in the toilet, and suddenly sneezed continuously...

Mrs. Jiang grew up in the countryside in her early years, and her pie making is not as good as those of those who are condescending. She eats meat and rice, and even praises her.

She has been to the surrounding yamen several times, and this is the first time she has come to the capital. The braised pork in the capital is so delicious!

Zhang Zheng couldn't bear to look directly at it. The food was so delicious. When he looked at the corpse for a while, did he really have no reaction?

Li Haitang ate an apple and discussed with Jiang Shi, only two of them went in for the autopsy.

"Succeed, Miracle Doctor Li, I will listen to you!"

Jiang shi hastily made a statement.

Zhang Zheng didn't want to talk any more. Mrs. Jiang was hired by him as a servant, not as a follower for Li Haitang! What's going on with that passionate look?

By the time the sun set, the heat had receded a little, and a cool breeze had begun to flow in the air.

Jiang shi was full, and walked around the courtyard of the Houya, and then opened his own equipment, gloves, masks, etc., everything was available.

Li Haitang wore a smock, and was led by an official to the mortuary of Jingzhaoyi Yamen.

At this moment, there is only Lin Zi's body.

Zhang Zheng didn't want to go in, so he sat outside with Xiao Lingchuan. Even so, he still felt gloomy and cold all over his body.

When Jiang entered work, she was in a different state. She and Li Haitang went to the mortuary bed. Seeing Lin Zi's posture, she frowned. After a long while, she sighed.

She took out a pair of scissors from the bag she carried with her, and cut Lin Zi's clothes with a few clicks.

"The murderer is not a human, but a beast!"

Jiang Shi looked at the wooden stick, sniffed, and had the urge to cry.

She has been engaged in this industry for more than ten years, and even in the past ten years, she has never encountered such a bad thing, she is simply devoid of conscience!

Li Haitang has more knowledge. In her previous life, she did not miss today's statement. She stared at Lin Zi's distorted face.

"this is?"

Jiang found a handprint on Lin Zi's body, which should have been left by the murderer, and the rest of the scars were very few.

In a thunderstorm day, a widowed lady, what can she do when she goes out with her family on her back?

According to the thinking of the in-laws' family, it must be a lover who is sneaky, otherwise why go out in the middle of the night, there must be something shady.

But Li Haitang didn't think so. Lin Wan and Lin Zi had a good relationship. In the past two or three months, Lin Zi was sick and Lin Wan was busy, so they didn't have much contact.

During this period of illness, Lin Zi seldom went out, and he was a sick child, how could he meet a lover when he was not in good health?

Then, why he went out in the middle of the night is the key to cracking the case.

"Master Li, the murder weapon is this wooden stick, the deceased lost a lot of blood..."

Jiang Shi felt very uncomfortable. She closed her eyes. If it wasn't for thunderstorms, the sound of calling for help in the middle of the night would have spread far away. If she was discovered in time, people could still be saved.

So what if you are widowed, find a good man to marry in a few years, get married and have children, why bother...

"Jiang Shi, take a look, is there something wrong with Lin Zi's mouth?"

Li Haitang is not an author. Those who can find the cause of death don't need to be disemboweled.

Out of the instinct of a doctor, she found that the curvature of Lin Zi's chin was a bit wrong.

"And between her nails, there are pieces of clothing."

Jiang brought the oil lamp over, cleaned it carefully with a small cotton swab, and put it on a white cloth towel.

The material is gray, it must not be Lin Zi's clothes, then it can only be the murderer's.

Lin Zi also struggled, and it should be evidence left at that time.

Gray fabric, Li Haitang recalled that last night at Nv Doctor Lin's house, she saw Zhuang Mu, and she didn't seem to see Zhuang Mu's coat at that time, because he washed and came out of the clean room.

"Look at her clenched teeth."

It's not just the material of the clothes that is the clue, the key is that Lin Zi's teeth seem to be biting something tightly, the feeling of gnashing their teeth.

But now, the corpse has become rigor, and it is very difficult to pry her mouth open.

"We can only wait."

The things in her mouth are the most critical evidence. If she wants to get them out now, she has to pull out her teeth.

Mrs. Jiang couldn't bear it, and still kept the old-fashioned thinking, whole head and tail, and buried in peace.

"Take it out, nights are long and dreams are many."

Li Haitang thought for a moment, and then asked Zhang Zheng what he meant. Zhang Zheng thought, everyone is dead, if Lin Zi is alive, he also wants her murderer to be punished.

Just like that, Li Haitang and Jiang Shi tossed and tossed for a long time before they took out a purse from Lin Zi's mouth.

The purse is not big, so it can hold the hem of the skirt, which is embroidered with pine cranes.

"Songhe Academy?"

Zhang Zheng recognized it at a glance. He opened the purse and found a small ball of paper inside. One side was torn and there were intermittent small characters on the back.

"This is undoubtedly written by the murderer."

The above meaning, if you want to know the cause of Sun Qi's death, go to the intersection after the curfew, and don't tell anyone.

"Is this Zhuang Mu's character?"

Zhang Zheng really suspected that the murderer was Zhuang Mu. Otherwise, why did he have something to do with Songhe Academy several times?

"No, these are Yang Xu's words!"

Zhang Zheng always felt familiar. He lowered his head and looked carefully. He would never miss it. It was Yang Xu's character!

The murderer is Yang Xu? But isn't he dead?

"Zhuang Ke said that Zhuang Mu can imitate many people's handwriting."

Li Haitang wiped his sweat and became more and more confused. Now that the case has been investigated, he always feels that something has been missed, and it is becoming more and more confusing.

The important evidence was handed over to Zhang Zheng and placed in the Jingzhaoyi Yamen for safekeeping, and those who participated were silent, and must not reveal anything until a breakthrough was made.

Li Haitang's emotions were very complicated, and he could not be peaceful for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that the lady was about to lose her strength, Xiao Lingchuan ordered hot water for her to wash in the carriage. He heard the noise coming from the bathroom, and hurriedly got down from the driving place, and when he went inside, the lady was already limp on the ground.