Yipin County Magistrate: Start with invincibility

Chapter 247
"My lord, the old gentleman in the medical hall said that the effectiveness of the silver needles should be gone at this moment. The medical hall keeps dead bodies, which is unlucky. I want his family to drag the corpses—drink—"

Outside Wan Kunming knocked on the door twice, said this and walked inside.

Entering the door, I saw Qin Feng who was holding the bird in the warehouse and tilted his head. He gasped immediately, took a step back, and leaned his back against the door panel. He looked at Qin Feng in disbelief and asked: " Sir, what are you doing?"

Qin Feng looked at Wan Kunming, then followed Wan Kunming's gaze to look at his hand, and quickly let go.

"Cough...I'm doing an autopsy on him."

"Uh... oh..."

Wan Kunming nodded slowly, but the shocked expression on his face still did not fade away.

For a while, he didn't know what to say, and the scene suddenly became very awkward.

After a long time, Wan Kunming broke the silence: "Is Yu Mancang dead?"

"Well, dead."

"Then...the old gentleman from the medical hall let me carry it away."

"It's exactly what I want. You can find some people and carry him to the morgue of the magistrate's yamen."

Wan Kunming frowned: "My lord, do you want to continue... the autopsy?"

"Isn't it possible?"

"to make."

Wan Kunming replied with his head bowed.

"Hmph...By the way, call the old gentleman from the hospital. I have something to ask."

"Yes."

Qin Feng knew that Wan Kunming was thinking wildly, but he didn't care much.

In the final analysis, the misunderstanding is just a misunderstanding. No matter what Wan Kunming thinks now, when he investigates the case clearly, everything can be clearly explained.

The wound on Mancang Xiaoniao is really suspicious. The key point is that the wound is related to the murder body.

The corpse would definitely not bite, but Wu Zuo was really injured.Then there is only one possibility, there is something wrong with that corpse!
It is said that Lin Cuiling's body was "eaten by evil spirits".

Qin Feng didn't believe it, he thought the body was stolen, destroyed and disposed of at most.

However, as long as things in this world happen, there will be clues left. Qin Feng has an intuition that the wound on this little bird may also be a clue, and it must be dug carefully.

Wan Kunming went.

Yu Manyi knelt down to Qin Feng: "My lord, why are you transporting my brother's body to the Yamen morgue?"

"Autopsy."

"My brother died of illness due to the curse of the ghost... He was not killed, so what autopsy was done? Please do me a favor and leave my brother with a complete body..."

Yu Manyi cried again with a whimper.

Qin Feng was really annoying, so he slammed the table heavily: "Yu Manyi! You should be more clear-headed!"

"Do you really believe that your brother died of illness because of the revenge of Lin Cuiling's ghost? Huh?"

"If ghosts really have revenge, why make people sick? Your brother has seen evil ghosts eat corpses with his own eyes, so why didn't Lin Cuiling just eat your brother? Huh?"

"Your brother insulted her innocence, why didn't she just break it off for your brother? Put yourself in his place and think about it, can you relieve his anger by only giving him such a small wound? Huh?"

"It's nothing more than your brother being confused. He disrespected the corpse and did dirty and sinful things. It's natural to be afraid. He believes in ghosts and gods for a reason. Have you done anything wrong? If not, you Why do you believe in the theory of ghost revenge? Huh?"

Qin Feng said one sentence after another, and the words passed into the overflowing ears, like a heavy hammer hitting his head, making him unable to refute at all.

After thinking about it according to Qin Feng's words, this theory of ghosts and gods seems to be really untenable.

"Then...then my brother...why did he die? He was fine, why did he suddenly get sick?"

"I don't know, so I need an autopsy to find out!"

Qin Feng flicked his sleeve heavily, stared at Yu Manyi and asked: "What do you think, do you want your brother to die to understand?"

"Wish, willing..."

"Humph……"

Qin Feng snorted coldly, and finally convinced Yu Manyi.

"Master Qin..."

The old man and Qin Feng bowed their hands politely: "I don't know if the adults are looking for the little old man, what can I teach you?"

"Hehe, I don't dare to be a teacher, but I want to ask my husband some questions."

Qin Feng walked up to Yu Mancang's body, and lifted Yu Mancang's little bird again with a cloth on it, revealing the wound that was not big or small but should have hurt at the time and asked the old man: "As a doctor, the old man must be right You should understand all kinds of wounds, I wonder if you can see this wound and how it was caused?"

"Well... let me see."

The old man squinted his eyes, looked at it for a while, and called out a student to come in: "Find an embroidery needle for Teacher."

"Embroidery needles? Isn't it a silver needle?"

"No silver needles, but embroidery needles."

"Yes."

Not long after, the student came back and handed over the embroidery needle. The old man directly poked the needle twice on the wound of the bird that was full of warehouses, then stretched out two fingers to pinch something, and gently pulled it out.

Qin Feng exhausted his eyesight to see clearly, what the old man was holding in his hand was a thorn, a small thorn that could not be seen even close to him.

"Based on my old experience, this wound should be scratched by a wooden utensil, and... it is still a broken wooden utensil. Please look at it, my lord..."

The old man handed the small thorn to Qin Feng, and Qin Feng immediately threw away the bird and caught the small thorn with the piece of cloth.

"The old man is really amazing, I just looked at it for a long time, but I didn't see this thing..."

Qin Feng couldn't help but praised, this old man is much better than Wu Zuo.

"Hahahaha... Your lord's praise. The little old man has seen too many injuries. He has seen all kinds of wounds. He has some experience. People are old and useless, and they only have accumulated over the past few decades. My experience can still come in handy now and then.”

The old man said modestly.

Qin Feng frowned, and bowed to the old man: "Mr., I'm Qin Feng, the county magistrate of Ninghai County, Dengzhou Prefecture, Shandong Province."

"Disrespect, disrespect, little old Wu Huaixu."

"A humble mind, a good name."

Qin Feng complimented, and said bluntly: "I was just passing through Bincheng, but by chance, I agreed to investigate a case with the magistrate."

"The person lying on this bed is the magistrate's clerk. Now that he is dead, I have no helper for a while. I wonder if the old man would like to help me and give me a half day's clerk?"

"If the old man is willing to help, Qin Feng will definitely remember the old man's great favor!"

Qin Feng bent down and directly bowed at ninety degrees.

The old man chuckled: "Master Qin is serious. This murder has caused panic. If the old man can help, it would be better to solve the case sooner. But we have to make one thing clear."

"what's up?"

"It doesn't matter whether you remember my great kindness or not. The old man offered to help, but he was paid for it."

The old man smiled kindly.

(End of this chapter)