To examine a corpse
She lightly pinched her nose and sprinkled some honey locust powder on it.
It overshadowed the Atractylodes Rhizome above.
Gao Meng had been dead for a few days. His entire face was almost gray, and even had a tinge of green. Because of the flood, the whole body was somewhat swollen. His clothes were also stained with a lot of mud and grass.
It was a corpse that cut a sorry figure.
She put on gloves and began to examine.
The victim's head and the back of his head were bruised, probably when he was thrown into the dry well.
She then turned the dead man's head to one side and pushed aside his messy hair. She checked the back of his neck from the front to the front, but there was nothing unusual. Finally, she found a black object in the dead man's right ear. The object was as soft as bubble gum. She carefully removed it, pinched it between her fingers, and sniffed it.
There was a faint herbal smell!
But the dead man's ears were not injured.
Then, she placed the small black object on a clean handkerchief and carefully folded it.
Continuing to investigate, there was a large black spot on the deceased's sleeve, as if it had been smoked by fire.
She lifted the dead man's hand. The fingers were rough and the nails were yellow. There was a lot of dirt on them. She pried open the dead man's palm and sniffed. She couldn't help but frown.
It was the smell of tiger skin.
Gao Meng was in the tiger skin business, so it was not strange if there was a smell.
Then, she took off the dead man's clothes, revealing the fatal wound on his body. It was the position of his heart. It could be said that he had been killed with a single stab. The wound was very deep, and the flesh was purple. There were even signs of decay, and the surrounding area was stained with blood.
This was the only wound on the deceased's body.
After the inspection was almost done, she began to examine the bones that had been pieced together.
Two hours later …
It was over!
She washed her hands and left the room.
Jing Rong looked inside and asked, "How is it?"
"We'll talk about it when we get back."
Jing Rong nodded and said to the Minister of Justice, "Lord Li, take good care of the corpses and skeletons inside. This prince might come back again."
"Yes, this lowly official will have someone keep a close eye on him."
Very good attitude!
Jing Rong and the others finally left the Ministry of Justice.
On the carriage back to the mansion.
Ji Yunshu parted the curtain and handed the wrapped handkerchief to Lang Po. "Brother Lang, can I trouble you to send someone to Yuhua Pavillion and pass this to Young Master Mo? Let him see what kind of herb this is."
"Alright, rest assured, Teacher Ji."
He took the items, summoned a young guard, and gave him a few instructions.
The young guard spurred his horse and left.
"Let's go to the inn first."
"Inn?"
"Auspicious Peace Inn."
"You want to find those merchants?"
"No one knows me better than you."
They smiled at each other.
Soon, the group arrived at Auspicious Peace Inn.
After getting off the carriage, Jing Rong ordered his guards to wait outside while he entered with Ji Yunshu.
As soon as he entered, the waiter in the inn welcomed him warmly.
"Would you like to eat or …"
Jing Rong narrowed his eyes and said, "The Ministry of Justice is handling the case."
Ugh!
The waiter's face was dark and fearful, and he bowed even lower.
"So it's an official."
He had a flattering smile on his face.
The innkeeper, who was doing the accounts behind the counter, heard them and quickly came over. He pushed the waiter to the side and greeted them respectfully, "I didn't know it was two officials from the Ministry of Justice. Forgive me for my negligence, but this humble inn is doing proper business. It's not illegal, nor is it a shady inn. Two officials …"
The innkeeper was trembling in fear.
He was slightly nervous.
After all, they were from the Ministry of Justice. Of course the commoners would be afraid!
Jing Rong's gaze swept upstairs. His unsmiling and slightly cold face darkened. He asked, "Is there a group of merchants staying in this inn?"
"Huh?" The innkeeper was startled. He muttered, "Why are they here again?"
"What did you say?"
"No, nothing. This lowly one said that there is indeed a group of merchants staying in this inn."
"Bring us to them."
"Yes, yes, yes. They are upstairs. This way please."
He respectfully led the two of them upstairs.
Everyone had a gossipy heart, and the innkeeper was no exception.
As he led them upstairs, he asked, "This lowly one heard that a few days ago, one of the merchants died in the well under the Buddha statue. How could one of them die out of nowhere? Moreover, there are many skeletons in the well. The capital is now in a state of panic. Some people say that it was the work of a ghost. Is that true? "
"…"
"How is the investigation going, officials?"
"…"
Jing Rong's expression was gloomy.
The innkeeper shut his mouth awkwardly.
They arrived at the door of a room.
"Sir, the person is inside."
The innkeeper knocked on the door.
After a while, the door opened.
It was one of the merchants. "You are?"
Before the innkeeper could speak, Jing Rong said, "The Ministry of Justice is investigating a case. We have a few questions."
"Didn't someone already ask? Why are they asking again? "
Huh?
Jing Yi must have brought his men here first.
Jing Rong didn't expose him. He only said, "This is a murder case. Naturally, we have to investigate it thoroughly."
"Oh." That person was an honest man. "Then … come in."
The innkeeper left after completing his task.
Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu entered the room.
There were seven or eight people in the room. The merchants were in a terrible predicament. Their First Master was dead, leaving them without a leader. They were like headless flies, flying around aimlessly.
Ji Yunshu looked at them and said, "Everyone, don't be afraid. We just want to ask about the deceased."
Suddenly —
"I recognize you."
Someone pointed at her. "A few days ago, when we entered the capital, the horses were frightened. Young Master, you were the one who helped."
Ji Yunshu smiled. "That's me."
"I didn't expect Young Master to be from the Ministry of Justice. Young Master, you must help our First Master."
"Is the deceased your First Master?"
"Yes, First Master brought us to the capital to do business, but we didn't expect …" The man choked.
Ji Yunshu asked, "What happened that night?"
One of them shook his head, sighed, and replied, "We don't know either. After dinner that night, we all went back to our rooms. The next day, we went to look for the First Master, but he didn't open the door for a long time. When we pushed the door open, we realized that he wasn't in the room at all. Not long after, the officials came over, and only then did we know that the First Master was dead."
Everyone in the room wiped away their tears and sighed.
Jing Rong asked, "Then that night, did your First Master act strangely? Or did someone come to look for him? "
"No, we don't know anyone in the capital."
Suddenly —
Ji Yunshu asked, "Are the tiger pelts still there?"
"Yes."
"Then did your First Master open the chests or touch the tiger pelts?"
Someone quickly denied, "First Master didn't open the chests, and those chests were always under my watch. First Master didn't open them on our way to the capital."
That was strange!
Since he didn't touch them, why would there be the smell of tiger pelts on his hands?
Ji Yunshu didn't think too much about it and continued to ask.
But she didn't get any important clues.
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