Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Encountering such a sensational incident, anyone would feel uneasy.Jun Zi'an is timid and has little experience in handling cases. It would be fatal to let him face the head. When he saw that a murder case really happened, he stopped clamoring to give an explanation, and just hid behind the crowd and became a mute. , as quiet as a chicken.

Wuzuo Xiacha helped to clean up the sundries around the body. It was not until the body was completely exposed to the public that people discovered that it was the body of a middle-aged man. The white paper of the paper-paster is almost unrecognizable.

The body was frozen in the courtyard near the main entrance of the main house, with twisted limbs and wide-eyed eyes, with a terrifying expression. Anyone who saw it would feel bad luck, and Ye Lanchen, who was still ill, was even more disgusted. The handkerchief covered his mouth and nose, and turned his face away, unwilling to take another look.

"This is……"

At this time, Junziyou forgot to be cold, and put the heater on Jiang Linyuan, while he checked the body with a silk handkerchief.

Due to being frozen for too long in the winter night, the body has been completely stiff, and it is no longer accurate to infer the time of death through rigor, so Jun Ziyou can only start from other aspects.

He took a closer look at the state of the deceased, and his facial expression was terrified, as if he had seen something terrifying, so that his eyes were round and his mouth was wide open, as if he was about to scream.

The eyeballs and pupils of the deceased were all cloudy. He had been dead for half a month in this weather, but the burns on his body could still see fresh pus and blood that had been frozen for a while. It can be said that the body showed two The different times of death are really puzzling.

"Make a record and send the body to Shuntian Mansion. Your lords still have important things to do, so don't delay here. I will order someone to take over the scene later. Lord Ye, please."

Jiang Linyuan was the first to speak, dismissed the crowd, and looked back before leaving. His eyes obviously hoped that Junziyou would restrain his sharpness, so as to avoid a catastrophe.

Ye Lanchen could guess his virtue without turning his head. He sighed lightly, breathed out a mouthful of white mist, and bowed his hands to Jiang Linyuan symbolically, "Master Jiang, I haven't had time to congratulate you on your promotion to Doctor Yushi!" Well, we just entered the palace together today, why don't you come and sit in my house when you go to court?"

"Master Ye is very kind, but I am disrespectful, so I interrupted."

These two people flattered each other in a decent manner, as if the previous grievances had been wiped out, and they really wished to let go of the past and support each other in the future.

Jun Ziyou didn't care about the intrigues in the officialdom at all. When he entered the door, he was thinking about how dark the room was, and he was afraid of falling over even when he was walking. It ignited.

"Mom!!"

He was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he was about to fall forward before he could stop, but he hit someone's chest with his head, and was held down tightly, unable to move.

This warm touch, this familiar smell of smoke...

"...My lord, don't scare me in this kind of place, people will really die!"

Xiao Beicheng blew out the cigarette, and pinching his waist made him limp all over, paralyzed in his arms, unable to struggle.

He touched the man's heart, and it was indeed beating violently, so he knelt down, let Jun Ziyou sit on his lap, patted the man's back, and after his pulse stabilized, he lightly squeezed his cheek.

"You are still sick, it's not good to be hit by frustration, let the autopsy be done by the assistant."

"Xia Cha is young, and many details need to be mentioned. I always want to promote a few capable people before I completely let go, so I can rest assured."

"I know what you mean, Junziyou, I forbid."

Seeing Xiao Beicheng's earnest expression illuminated by the flames, Jun Ziyou shook his head and smiled, "No, my lord still doesn't understand, it seems that my intuition is more sensitive to me."

"Maybe it's not just intuition that is sensitive..."

I don't know what is wrong with this person, but he actually touched Jun Ziyou's underwear with his hand.The temperature of his palm is warm and not repulsive, but the slight itchiness it brings makes Jun Ziyou hard to resist.

"Wang, lord... I lost, I admit defeat."

"It's good to know, I just discovered something."

"More details can only be known after the autopsy. Judging from the appearance, the death of the deceased is suspicious, and the possibility of being tampered with cannot be ruled out."

Xiao Beicheng heard him talk about the case in a serious manner, so he let him go, and rolled his eyes outward while tidying up his clothes, "This king has never liked to deal with them. They knew that he had intervened in this case, but they didn't know What nonsense to say in front of the emperor."

"You are worrying too much. Now Yushitai and the Ministry of punishment are on our side. The only one whose position is elusive is Dali Temple. Ever since we came back, we have never heard of such a person as Qing Siye of Dali Temple. Linyuan Gaosheng did not show up even after he became the imperial censor, so it can be seen that he is not an easy person. Back then, I almost lost my life when I was tricked by him, but now thinking of him, I still feel frightened."

Not long after finishing speaking, the two who noticed the movement outside the door looked at the door at the same time, and saw that the double door was opened a gap, and a bewildered head came out of it, and saw the two whispering inside holding a candle , actually did not shy away from it.

"My lord... can I come in?"

It's hard to tell whether it's timid or bold, but also arrogant, there is no other person besides Jun Zi'an.

Xiao Beicheng sighed, obviously he didn't pay much attention to this thick-skinned person, so he simply turned his back as if he didn't see it.

However, Junziyou didn't feel disgusted with his poor brother, who could do nothing, and warmly invited people to come into the house to warm up, as if he regarded this place as his own home.

"Come in, don't be afraid, there are no dead bodies here."

Just as Jun Zian let go of his hanging heart, he saw Xiao Beicheng turned his head expressionlessly and asked back: "Who told you? On the wooden table seven steps away behind you is a dead body. It’s all torn apart, do you want to go and have a look?”

The two brothers reacted completely differently. Jun Zi'an screamed in fright, and threw himself into Xiao Beicheng's arms but was thrown away without a trace, but he still did not give up. don't go.

However, Jun Ziyou hurriedly approached the corpse, staring hard to find some clues, otherwise he would not give up.

It was clearly daytime outside, but it was pitch black inside, making it difficult to see the details.

With the light in Xiao Beicheng's hand, Jun Ziyou found that the two windows of this room were covered with black cloth, tightly sealed and impermeable. It was obvious that someone must have done something shameful here before that. .

He had extremely poor eyesight in the dark, so he had to rely on touch to make up for it. He groped hard for the thin nails that fixed the black cloth on the window frame, and when he pulled hard, the whole cloth fell off.

Bright light came in through the window, and the people whose eyes had adapted to the darkness couldn't adapt for a while, and covered their eyes one after another.

But soon Jun Ziyou slowed down, turned his head to carefully observe the broken human figure wrapped in layers of white cloth on the table, and swallowed involuntarily.

But his attention was not on the separated body, which had not yet been pieced together, but on the large and small drop-shaped light-colored transparent grease on the table.

Xiao Beicheng blew out the candle, dragged the gentleman who refused to let go to the table, put the hot pipe on it, and quickly melted the grease that had cooled and solidified, and pulled a few filaments when he smoked his hand.

"It's wax."

"It doesn't look like ordinary wax, wax oils are usually not sticky, this stuff can't be called pure wax to say the least."

Jun Ziyou was about to look through the broken corpses wrapped in white cloth, when he was stopped by Xiao Beicheng, who looked at the bottles and cans on the shelves in the room, and said in a mysterious way: "Instead of rushing to toss the corpses, You should go and see the situation here. If the burns on the body of the deceased were indeed caused by this special wax oil, then this is probably the first scene."

What he said made sense, Jun Ziyou admitted that he had indeed missed the point, looked sideways into the room, and couldn't help but hold his breath.

The wooden shelves as high as the ceiling beams in this room almost filled half of the room, with jars of different sizes densely placed on them, and a thick layer of dust accumulated, like a warehouse that no one has taken care of for a long time.

Not only that, but the most creepy thing is that there is a very complete human skeleton next to the place they occupied just now. The hollow eyes of the skeleton stared at every move of the outsider, and the weird smile of the tooth bone was full of ridicule. shudder.

Even if this is the Shoucai shop, the situation is too weird...

At this time, two younger brothers, Shen Ci and Lu Chuan, entered the door and announced: "My lord, sir, the identity of the deceased has been found out, and he is the shopkeeper of this auspicious longevity shop, Jin Wancai."

Seeing the situation inside the house, the unprepared two people were startled, and they hurriedly called the Yamen from Shuntian Mansion to come to investigate in the house.

Jun Ziyou was helped out by Lu Chuan, and asked as he walked, "The face of the deceased can't be recognized clearly, how did you find out his identity?"

Lu Chuan replied: "It was the wife of the deceased who took the initiative to identify the body, proving that the deceased was Jin Wancai himself."

Hearing this, the man became suspicious, "From the condition of the body, it can be inferred that he has been dead for at least half a month. If the deceased had a wife, why did he only think of finding someone now?"

"Sir, I don't know. I heard that Jin Wancai is a beast who beats his wife and scolds his children..."

Lu Chuan, who suddenly realized that he had slipped his words, quickly shut up and bowed his hands to his surroundings, for fear that he would be entangled by the resentful spirits.

It happened that Bai Jin heard what he said, put down his work and came to explain for him, "It's not good for a stranger to speak ill of the deceased, sir, you should understand. Half a year ago, the deceased Jin Wancai beat his wife Xu seriously after drinking. In order to save his life, Mrs. Xu fled to Shuntian Mansion with her six-year-old son overnight. This matter is also recorded in the government office. At that time, Shuntian Mansion criticized and educated the deceased, and the deceased also had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes. The quarrel is nothing serious, but after the doctor inspected Xu's injuries, he advised the government to let them live apart for a while."

"In that case, the most likely thing is..."

This is not the first time the deceased has committed violence against his wife and children.

The author has something to say: I wish all domestic violence men in the world ascend to heaven in place.

Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~