The girl is not good in this life

Chapter 61 Disembowelment and Autopsy (Part [-])

Hu Kezhen died suddenly, Hu Mingde hurriedly sent someone to rush out a coffin, Hu's house was wrapped in plain white, the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, without Hu Kexun's support, I am afraid that this trivial matter would have been taken care of Can't get up.

His family was gloomy, and finally the palace sent a decree, saying that Hu Kezhen's death should be thoroughly investigated. The case fell under Zhao Xing's hands, and the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple assisted.

After hearing the decree, Hu Mingde didn't dare to show any displeasure, but when the eunuch who announced the decree left, he fell down straight without falling, his head was blushed, and he was still lying on the bed and couldn't get up.

Therefore, when Zhao Xing brought the people from the Ministry of Punishment to Hu's house, only Hu Kexun came out with his servants.

"Second Highness forgives the sin, the family has undergone great changes, Aye is overly sad, fell ill, and is really unable to get up now, it is definitely not disrespectful to Second Highness."

Anyone who encounters such a thing is worthy of pity and consideration.

Even if Jiang Wan suffered another criticism, it is impossible for Zhao Xing to challenge Hu Mingde at this time.

He waved his hand, signaling that Hu Kexun didn't have to do this: "Gao Shangshu and I came here to investigate the case, and Mr. Hu doesn't have to be so polite. Since Hu Youcheng is sick, let him take good care of him and don't get out of bed to move."

As he spoke, he stepped into the mansion, passed the screen wall, his eyes were filled with whiteness, he pressed his eyelids, and asked Hu Kexun: "Where is your brother's body now?"

"Silang left suddenly, and the family hadn't had time to make the coffin and come back. Right now, the body is still parked in his own bedroom. I will lead His Highness the Second Highness over."

Zhao Xing hummed lightly, and had nothing else to say to Hu Kexun along the way.

On the contrary, Gao Youmin asked him a few words: "Before I heard that Hu Silang fell ill, your house was attacked by thieves?"

Hu Kexun nodded: "I didn't lose a few particularly valuable things, but I reported the case to Jingzhao Mansion. Right now, Jingzhao Mansion is also doing its best to chase down the thieves, but there is no news or clues yet."

"Has the thief ever been to Hu Silang's courtyard?"

Hu Kexun shook his head and said no: "Aye beat Shiro badly before, he was recuperating from his injuries, these days the servants of the family don't often visit his courtyard, so as not to disturb his recuperation.

After being attacked by the thief, I was worried that the thief would break into the Silang courtyard and make him more injured, so I took my family and rushed there. Everything in his courtyard remained the same without any abnormalities. "

Zhao Xingwen frowned: "Then when did he get sick?"

"Less than half an hour after being attacked by the thief, he suddenly fell ill, talking nonsense, waving his hands in the illness, and tearing the wound on his body. After tossing around for most of the night, he drank two bowls of soothing and calming soup, and then he calmed down. I didn't expect..."

Hu Kexun felt guilty for no reason, and secretly raised his eyes to look at Zhao Xing: "We don't know how those rumors spread in Beijing the next day. After that, Aye was summoned into the palace. The doctor came to check the pulse, but...as a result, Shiro just..."

He turned his face away, his eyes flushed.

Zhao Xing and Gao Youmin looked at each other and were speechless for a moment.

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It wasn't too late for the people from Dali Temple to come. Zhao Xing and the others had just entered the yard before they had a cup of tea when the servants of the Hu Mansion led the people from Dali Temple to follow Hu Kezhen's small courtyard.

Because there were people from the Ministry of Punishment, the Minister of Dali Temple, Xu Zhao'en, was going to come very quickly, so he left the people he brought to wait in the courtyard, and he went into the house alone.

Hu Kezhen had tidied up her body, changed her clothes, wiped her face, and lay quietly on the canopy bed. If her face hadn't turned pale and frighteningly pale, she would have fallen asleep.

Both Gao and Xu came from criminal backgrounds, and before they sat in this position, they saw a lot of dead bodies.

But Zhao Xing is not.

The two were afraid that Zhao Xing would feel sick and unwell when he saw Hu Kezhen's body, and they didn't dare to persuade him explicitly, so they were thinking about what to tell him, but Zhao Xing himself opened the mouth first, without turning back and called Wu Zuo: "Let's go and have a test. .”

There is a big difference between the imperial doctor's pulse diagnosis and the post-mortem examination. If the diagnosis cannot be made, it does not mean that there is no problem.

Wu Zuo, surnamed Wang, who is over forty years old, has worked in the Ministry of Punishments for more than ten years. He has rich experience and a good reputation.

He carried his own small suitcase on his back, walked up and down with his waist bowed, and went about his work without saying a word.

Wang Yuzuo fiddled with Hu Kezhen's body for two cups of tea, collected the tools, turned around, and shook his head first.

Zhao Xing frowned: "Can't find out?"

Wang Yu replied: "There is no fatal injury on the body surface, and he has never been poisoned, but the deceased's face is slightly ferocious, and his pupils are slightly dilated. It is indeed like a sudden death caused by cardiac arrest caused by fright."

Zhao Xing clicked his tongue and glanced at Xu Zhaoen.

The latter understood immediately, and stepped outside the house to call the assistant from Dali Temple to come in for another inspection.

After waiting for two more cups of tea, the conclusions reached are completely consistent.

Zhao Xing's sword eyebrows frowned even tighter.

"or……"

Wang Yuzuo hesitated for a moment, then spoke suddenly.

Zhao Xing raised his eyes and looked over: "You say."

"Or it's an internal injury, which cannot be detected by inspection. You have to open the body to check it out." Wang Yuzuo was expressionless, with a businesslike attitude, and he was stunned by the Wuzuo at the nearby Dali Temple.

When Hu Kexun heard this, he almost jumped up and cursed: "My brother is already dead! Is it possible that he will have to suffer like this again after his death? If there is any internal injury, could it be that the imperial doctor couldn't see it at all when he checked the pulse? Do you have to wait until someone is dead and let you take a knife to check it out? It's simply unreasonable!"

He was so excited that he didn't care about the presence of Zhao Xing and Gao Xu, pointing at Wang Yuzuo's nose and cursing.

Wang Yuzuo didn't react too much when he was scolded, so he just glanced at him coldly: "It is recorded in "Rong Zhai Essays" that there are various ways of killing people, and there are many secret and invisible people, whether alive or dead. Afterwards, I can't tell from a general inspection, it seems that the person died in an accident, not a homicide, this is all documented and based, and it's not a villain's random nonsense."

"According to what you say, those imperial doctors are all quack doctors, and their knowledge and knowledge are not as good as that of a small gangster like you?"

Hu Kexun laughed angrily: "You ghost said these words, but I want to ask you..."

"Master Hu." Xu Zhaoen watched Zhao Xing's face turn cold, and hurriedly stopped Hu Kexun's bastard words, "The Second Highness has not yet spoken, and Gao Shangshu and I are still making up our minds, Mr. Hu, please be safe and don't be impatient. So excited."

Hu Kexun was stunned for a moment, and his face was livid: "Xu Siqing, my family is the sufferer, and the one who died was my younger brother. Even if it is necessary to open the body for an autopsy, can it be that the Second Highness and the two adults are the ones to decide, and there is no need for me, the sufferer, to nod and agree?" ?"

Zhao Xing chuckled, meaning unknown.

Gao Youmin had a bad intuition, and reprimanded Hu Kexun in a deep voice: "This case has passed through the Ministry of Criminal Affairs and the Dali Temple, and it is still eye-catching in front of the officials. It is a major case, and the hearts of the people in Beijing are unstable. Could it be that this is something as simple as your family's affairs?"

"I...you..."

Hu Kexun was stunned by his sudden aura, stuttering for a moment.

Zhao Xing was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, overshadowed his voice, and asked Wang Yuzuo directly: "You just said that it was an internal injury. Is there such a record in that essay?"

Wang Yu replied decisively: "Yes!"

(End of this chapter)