Detective Case of Black Belly

The person kneeling in the hall was the woman who sold fireworks that day. She must have cried so hard that she opened her mouth a few times, but could only utter some hoarse and unsound words.Fu Qing made a gesture to stop her talking, and Wu Yuyan brought her a cup of tea to moisten her throat.

Fu Qing squatted down, and lifted a corner of the white cloth, a dead face with mixed green and red was hidden under the white cloth.

Fu Qing opened his eyes and frowned. This young male corpse's face was covered with bruises and redness. The upper lip was torn, the lower lip was swollen, and the eye sockets were black.Wu Yuyan gently turned the head of the male corpse to the side, and let Fu Qing open it to take a look. Even the scalp of the male corpse was torn off by force, and if it was a little deeper, the white bones inside could be seen.

However, the wounds on the male corpse showed signs of healing. It seemed that this man was not beaten to death.

Fu Qingkai recalled the scene of that day, "Is this Xiao Sheng?"

The woman raised her swollen, walnut-like eyes, which were full of surprise, filled with tears.

"Did you just want to tell me about him that day?"

The woman nodded when she heard Fu Qingkai's words, and Fu Qingkai let go of the white cloth, and the white cloth fell lightly, covering the body that had lost its soul and was covered with scars, and sighed, "Can you say it now? "

The woman couldn't stop crying when she heard the words, "My lord, my lord, my son was beat up like this by the servant of the Cangchun Pavilion. He didn't recover after more than ten days of recuperation, and he died of pain." Yes."

Fu Qing ordered someone to record a statement for her, while she went to examine Xiao Sheng's wounds.

Although Xiao Sheng's parents were farmers in the countryside, they had seen some of the market, even though they were suffering from the pain of bereavement, they could still think clearly, and they agreed to let Fu Qing perform the autopsy.

Huang Xiliu walked into Wu Zuo's room with the confession, and saw Fu Qingkai cutting across the abdomen of the deceased with a long and thin knife.Fu Qing's expression did not change, as if he was cutting a big white radish.

Although it wasn't the first time they met, Huang Xiliu was still so frightened by this scene that he almost didn't turn over. He hurriedly handed the confession to Wu Yuyan who was leaning against the door, and walked away with his hands limply leaning on the wall.

Fu Qingkai noticed someone coming in, glanced at the door, and said strangely, "Why does Xiliu walk like a soft-legged shrimp?"

Wu Yuyan was concentrating on reviewing the statement, and walked towards Fu Qingkai.

"How?" Fu Qing asked without raising his voice at first.

Wu Yuyan thought for a while, "Listen to your opinion first, so as not to be preconceived."

Fu Qing said yes, and continued to examine the organs.It took a lot of effort to open the body for inspection. Last year, when Fu Qing celebrated his birthday, Wu Yuyan got a pair of knives and brackets from nowhere. wonderful.The support frame is to open the flesh of the deceased's abdomen for Fu Qing to facilitate his inspection.

He clicked his tongue, "The deceased looks like he was beaten severely before he was alive, but the wounds were all skin and flesh, but did not hurt internal organs."

"Oh? In the statement, it can be said that Wang Xiaosheng was beaten to the point of bleeding by the servants of Cangchun Pavilion." Wu Yuyan questioned.

Fu Qing pondered for a while, then opened the mouth of the deceased, "Move the candle over."

The smell in the mouth of the deceased was very strong, Fu Qingkai suppressed the nausea, and by the light of the candle, Fu Qingkai could clearly see the wound in the mouth of the deceased. "It should be hurt by the beating and bitten tongue."

"But that day, when Aunt Wang hurried back, she also said that Wang Xiaosheng was coughing up blood." When Wu Yuyan said it, Fu Qingkai also remembered, but there was such a thing.

"Being beaten for what?" Fu Qing opened his head to read the statement.

"The funds for prostitution are insufficient." Wu Yuyan said simply.

"Young people are very angry, drink more herbal tea, do they have to go to a brothel?" Fu Qingkai said with emotion.This person has become a corpse again, and it is not good to say anything sarcastic, so he just said that.

Wu Yuyan stepped out of the door, "Xi Liu, Xi Liu." He yelled a few times.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Huang Xiliu, who poked his head around the door, refused to come in.

"Go to Cangchun Pavilion and get me the manager and those who beat people." Wu Yuyan ordered.

"Do you want to issue an arrest warrant?" Huang Xiliu asked Fu Qing to issue one.

"No. But there is no need to be so polite, after all, they have hurt someone." Fu Qing said after a moment of deliberation.

At the edge of the well, Wu Yuyan fetched water for Fu Qing to wash his hands.Fu Qing loves to be clean, and he always washes his hands carefully. It is winter and the well water is cold. Wu Yuyan originally wanted to go to the kitchen to boil hot water for him, but Fu Qing thought it was troublesome and insisted on it. refused.After washing with cold water, Fu Qingkai rubbed his hands red.

Picking up the dry towel on the edge of the well and drying his hands, Wu Yuyan took out a small, shell-shaped medicine box like a rouge box, as if by magic.

He opened it, revealing the light brown ointment inside. Wu Yuyan rubbed a little bit with his fingertips, rubbed it on his palm to warm it up, then wrapped Fu Qing's open hand with his own palm, and rubbed the ointment on his hand.

Fu Qing looked at the gold-threaded medicine box and said, "Then it would be too wasteful to use such a delicate object to contain the ointment for preventing and treating chilblains."

"It's okay." Wu Yuyan took Fu Qing's open hand, rubbed it carefully back and forth, and said something indifferently.

His hands were rubbed warm and exuded a faint medicinal fragrance.The chilblain ointment he used in the past was just a puff of medicinal gas, and Fu Qing didn't like to use it very much when he prescribed it. It smelled like a medicine jar, which reminded him of the days when he was a child who drank medicine all day long.

Wu Yuyan couldn't resist him, so he didn't know where to find this. I heard that it was mixed with fresh flower juice, and it was specially made for official ladies, but Wu Yuyan didn't tell Fu Qing about this.If he knew, he might not use it because it was for girls.

Huang Xiliu was always quick in his work, and it was daytime, so there was no need for Zangchun Pavilion to open the door to welcome guests.After a while, all the people Wu Yuyan wanted came to the yamen and knelt down on the ground in a dense crowd under the hall.

Wu Duoyou stood on the side, squinting and sneering, his face full of impatience.The couple of the Wang family were about to rush forward to fight with them, but they were quickly stopped by the arrest, and with the arrival of Fu Qingkai and Wu Yuyan, everyone calmed down immediately.

Fu Qing slapped the gavel, and all the government servants sang in unison, "Mighty~."

Wu Duoyou also knelt down with the crowd, not daring to do anything out of the ordinary.

Fu Qing silently counted the people dressed as servants in the hall, there were five in total.

"Wu Duoyou, I want to ask you, are you in Cangchun Pavilion to commit murder and beat Wang Xiaosheng!" Even though Fu Qingkai raised his voice and tried his best to put on a serious look, the voice still sounded mild. It's not as majestic as Wu Yuyan's half-sneezed.

However, he was dressed in an official uniform, with an official hat on his head, and a plaque with a blue sky and white sun on it. No matter how gentle he was, he looked a bit serious.

Wu Duoyou was straightforward, cleared his throat and said, "My lord, it is true that Wang Xiaosheng was beaten, but there is a reason for it, and it cannot be regarded as murder."

When Wang Xiaosheng's mother heard this, she wailed loudly and rushed over to beat him. Fu Qing slapped the gavel heavily, startled her, and sat down on the ground sobbing.

"Quiet! Come and listen to me." Fu Qing raised his chin at Wu Duoyou.

"Wang Xiaosheng came to my Cangchun Pavilion to drink flowers and wine that day. The girls saw that his clothes were ordinary and his behavior was vulgar. They didn't want to do business with him. They just saw that he was quite straightforward in rewarding wine, so they called the third class in my pavilion." The girl Xiuyan went to accompany him. I didn't expect that boy to eat and wipe himself off, and there was nothing else valuable except for the rotten clothes on his body, and the money for the wine was a little silver he had." Cangchun Pavilion has not eaten for a long time Wu Duoyou was still full of anger when he said this kind of loss.

"White prostitution is reasonable for you, I am!" Wu Duoyou spat at the Wang family couple.

"My lord, my lord, even if my son takes advantage of their family, they won't be beaten to death!" Aunt Wang roared hoarsely.

"My lord, I'll just say it straight," Wu Duoyou spoke again before Fu Qingkai could speak. "Our brothers in the Cangchun Pavilion guarding the house, they are not fledgling young men, this attack is serious, it will only hurt and not die. Although our Cangchun Pavilion is not a clean place, but after all It's also open to do business, and money and goods are cleared. We will not be contaminated by the importance of human life. This little Wang Sheng seems to have been beaten badly. It was our girl who got angry and hit him in the face. How much strength does this girl have? How could she kill him?"

"You keep saying that you didn't kill me, so why are you willing to pay us for the soup and medicine?!" Wang Xiaosheng's father kept silent, and suddenly said this sentence.

"Okay! I want to help you out a little bit, but you can tell all about it yourself!" Wu Duoyou laughed angrily, "My lord, after a few days after Wang Xiaosheng was thrown out of the door by us, there was a man with a similar face. Three or four men similar to him came to my Cangchun Pavilion, claiming to be his elder brother. He said that Wang Xiaosheng was dying, and asked us to pay for our lives. I happened to be out on errands that day. If you dare to fight with my gang of brothers, you will jump up and down in my Cangchun Pavilion, hiding in Tibet, playing the game of cat and mouse noisily."

While Wu Duoyou was talking, the heads of the two Wang family members on this side dropped even lower.

"Hmph, how could our Cangchun Pavilion not be able to cure such a bastard? It's just that Sister Xi (Liu Xiniang) was not feeling well that day, and she was disturbed by the noise outside, so she didn't bother to argue with others, so she I gave him some money and sent him away. Fortunately, my subordinates were careful and asked him to write a guarantee, and told him to write it down. After receiving the money, Wang Xiaosheng has nothing to do with me in Zangchun Pavilion. "

After Wu Duoyou finished speaking, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, Wu Yuyan took it, and handed it to Fu Qing to open.

Fu Qing glanced at it hastily, the word was crooked and barely recognizable.That's exactly what it says.