My wife is not a demon

"Didn't you send another officer to examine the corpse?"

Chen Mu took the file and flipped through it, then asked casually.

"This... is unnecessary."

Wang Fafa smiled faintly, "The work of the government office is no worse than that of our six doors. The woman was indeed killed by a sharp stone on the back of the head, and I have investigated the scene, which is consistent with the conclusion of the government office."

"Is it intentional killing, or accidental manslaughter in the process of committing the violation?"

Chen Mu stared at him sharply.

Wang Fafa was taken aback.

He glanced at the man who was chained up, and said softly: "The preliminary judgment should be accidental manslaughter, but he is a murderer anyway, and this cannot be changed."

"How?"

"..."

A strange expression appeared on Wang Fafa's face, and he said with a wry smile: "My lord, this is beyond our decision. The case will be sent to the internal office for further sorting, and then sent to the Ministry of Punishment."

Obviously, he was somewhat dissatisfied with Chen Mu's ability to be unfamiliar with business.

Anyway, he used to be the chief arrester of the county government, and he didn't even understand such a familiar process, so he came here to be the chief arrester of some kind of foreign government.

Might as well go home and grow sweet potatoes.

Chen Mu naturally saw the disdain in the other party's eyes, and said with a faint smile: "Since it will eventually be sent to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, why does the government government give us the case, can't they just send it there?"

Hearing this, Wang Fafa, who had shown contempt just now, was taken aback for a moment.

He took a deep look at Chen Mu, and no longer concealed it: "My lord, there is usually an extension period for cases handed over to the six doors. The period for murder cases is longer than that of other county and government offices, and can be extended for about ten days at most. .”

Chen Mu understood.

It seems that someone is intervening behind the scenes, asking the government office to transfer the case to the Six Doors, trying to delay for some time.

If you delay more time, you can work behind the scenes.

And the person behind the scenes is obviously inseparable from the Pingyang Palace.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Chen Mu patted Wang Fafa's shoulder lightly, and walked towards the corpse.

Wang Fafa glanced at the shoulder being patted, with a complicated look on his face, and muttered to himself, "It's hard to deal with."

The scholar was still howling and crying, his eyes were swollen into walnuts.

It makes people feel compassionate.

According to the case file, the scholar's name is Cha Dongqing, who was admitted last year. He looks quite handsome, and he and his wife met two years ago.

And his first wife was once a lady from a down-and-out merchant family.

The husband and wife are extremely affectionate after marriage.

Chen Mu squatted down and lifted the white cloth. The scholar wanted to stop him, but when he saw the official uniform on Chen Mu, he withdrew his outstretched hand.

The woman has soft features, a slender figure, and a ladylike temperament. She is also around 20 years old.

"The rigor has basically developed to the whole body..."

Chen Mu pressed a few times, then grabbed the woman's cold and stiff fingers and pressed hard, but the corpse spots did not completely fade away.

He lifted off the woman's clothes again, turned over the corpse, and new corpse spots formed on the back.

Wang Fafa came behind him and looked silent.

Seeing Chen Mu taking off his wife's clothes and checking them over and over again, the scholar wanted to speak out several times, but in the end he didn't have the guts to speak up.

"The pupils are dry, and the transparency has begun to lose..."

Chen Mu closed the woman's eyelids and muttered, "Preliminary inference, the time of death should be three to four hours, that is, six to eight hours. There are traces of being violated, and the tearing wound is obvious..."

Wang Fafa said: "The body was discovered by the night watchman at four o'clock last night."

Ugly at four o'clock?

Chen Mu frowned, and secretly deduced: "That's around two o'clock in the morning, and it's about eight o'clock now. Calculated, when the night watchman found the body, the woman died not long ago."

According to the case file, the murderer was named Du Muqi.

During his interrogation, he admitted that he was in the temple with the woman at one o'clock in the morning last night, and that it was his servant who kidnapped the woman.

In this way, the motive of committing the crime is consistent with the time of death.

There was indeed a fatal wound on the back of the woman's head, which was in the shape of a diamond, which was also consistent with the symptoms of the head hitting the sharp edge of the stone table.

"It should be fine..."

After Chen Mu observed carefully again, he found no other abnormalities, so he wanted to cover it with a white cloth, but at the moment of covering it, Chen Mu's pupils shrank slightly.

and many more……

He suddenly lifted the white cloth, leaned down and carefully inspected the woman's nasal cavity...

After examining it carefully for a while, he took out a clean white handkerchief, twisted the corners slightly, and inserted it into the woman's nasal cavity.

After turning it a few times, Chen Mu slowly pulled out the corner of the twisted handkerchief.

It is stained with some brown-green organisms and thin sand.

Chen Mu frowned, and his eyes flickered: "Algae and sand, this woman should have fallen into the lake before she died..."

But judging from the symptoms of the corpse, it doesn't look like drowning.

Chen Mu let out a sigh of relief.

It's a pity that it is difficult to dissect a corpse when handling a case in this world, even if it is to be dissected, it must be approved by the upper echelon.

It would be a serious crime to conduct a dissection rashly.

After all, the dead are bigger.

"My lord, is there a question?"

Seeing Chen Mu's strange behavior, Wang Fafa asked with a frown.