Shen Shizheng.

Su Dawei walked into the Chang'an County Government Office with a dark face.

More than half of the bad people under his command are still outside to continue to search for those Hu merchants, which may take some time.

Others found their target and brought them back to the county government.

Su Dawei looked at it and saw Nan Jiulang standing under the corridor, nodding slightly to him.

"Where is the county lord?"

Su Dawei strode up and asked.

"The county lord hasn't come back yet. I followed Di Langjun to Dali Temple before. Now I should be at the Xishi Administration to coordinate the evening."

Su Dawei looked up at the sky and continued to walk to the public hall: "You ask everyone to go and examine the businessmen I brought back separately to prevent collusion, and then compare whether there is any suspiciousness in the confession."

"yes."

After ordering Nan Jiulang, Su Dawei stepped into the public hall with one foot, and his eyes became slightly dark.

His eyes narrowed, and he adapted to the light in the house a little, and saw the big white bear Shen Yuan standing by the door.

Most of the light in front of the door was blocked by his tall figure.

"Ami, are you back?"

The big white bear grinned at Su Dawei, scratched his head with a simple face and said, "You were leaving with Wannian County Constable before. Lady Liu and the little lady were worried about you."

My little lady is Nie Su.

In the Tang Dynasty, the wife in the family was often called a wife, such as Mrs. Liu, or a young lady in the family.

Su Dawei's eyes crossed his shoulders, and at first glance, he saw Simore sitting in the hall, restless and pale.

He reached out and patted Shen Yuan on the shoulder: "Steal the gate, I want to interrogate."

"Um."

The big white bear tilted his head, moved his body forward two steps, and stood in front of the door, just like an iron tower.

With him guarding the gate, Su Dawei walked quickly to Simore without any worries.

The absent-minded Simoer discovered Su Dawei at this time. He was shocked and stood up and said, "Ah...Ami, brother."

Su Dawei sneered, reached out and grabbed Simore's clothes, dragged him to his eyes almost rudely, and said word by word: "Simore, I have always trusted you and handed you the trade routes in the Western Regions to you. Is this how you repay me? What did you do in the caravan?"

"Ami, you, listen to my explanation..."

Smoore gulped and swallowed.

A brazier was built in the inner corner of the public hall, but the windows and doors were still cold.

Under such circumstances, Smoore actually broke out in a cold sweat.

He stretched out his hand, raised three fingers, and said in a panic: "I swear, what's going on today..."

Bang!

Outside the gate, a sudden sound came from the sound.

Smore's words were interrupted all of a sudden.

The two of them turned their heads and looked at each other, only seeing the majestic back of the big white bear Shen Yuan, but they could not see anything.

"Shen Yuan, is Ami inside? Get out of here!" A rough voice was the bad coach of Chang'an County.

"Ami said, let me guard the gate. No one is allowed to enter without his permission."

"My mother, am I an outsider? I am a bad handsome man in Chang'an County. He is **. Who do you listen to?" ** was so angry that his nose was crooked.

But Shen Yuan said without hesitation: "Ami cares about my food, my living, and buys me clothes. I will listen to him."

"Do you let it go?"

**Touching his hands to his waist, he shouted sternly: "Su Dawei, do you care about your people? Are you alone in it? Should you investigate the case or do something?"

"Big White Bear, let Chen Shuai come in."

Su Dawei spoke, and Shen Yuan turned his body sideways.

**A gloomy face, he walked in with big strides.

Su Dawei's eyes flashed and saw that Wannian County's bad coach Ma Dawei was standing in the yard, carrying a few bad people and blocking several Hu merchants, as if he was asking about something.

"Why is he here?"

“Investigate the case.”

** cursed unhappily: "Damn it, you thief, you have found out that you have come to your home after investigating this case."

"Uncle Eleven, aren't you going to the coroner with your eldest brother and the others? What's going on?"

"It's a re-examination there, and it will take a while. I heard that you have arrested Smoore. You can't handle such a big case alone."

** turned his head, looked at Simore, turned to Su Dawei and said expressionlessly: "Don't think I want to take advantage of you. Now that I am here, I can eliminate fraud. Only in this way can the evidence be credible and you will have less trouble."

"Thank you Uncle Shiyi."

Su Dawei's thoughts were heard, and he hugged him and said thank you.

If you say that when you were the bad guy in Chang'an County, you were still a little wary and hostile to yourself, but after these few years, everyone is in peace as a whole.

Gradually, the ** became more normal and no longer as hostile as before.

Sometimes when investigating a case, both parties can cooperate.

Of course, no matter what, the grudge in my heart still exists and it is impossible to return to the same as before.

Su Dawei took a deep breath and said, "Since Uncle Eleven has been thoroughly considered, let's take a look at Simore with me. If I have any missing something, Uncle Eleven can also give me some tips."

“This is nature.”

**Touched his lips and beard, and a little conceited appeared on his face.

Although he is not as good as Su Dawei, when it comes to the relationship between the various parties and groups in Chang'an, it can be said that there is nothing that Chen Shiyilang cannot take down in Chang'an County.

When it comes to case handling experience, he also believes that he is better than Su Dawei.

Look, if I hadn't been able to do things well, why would I still be in a bad and handsome position after so many years, and Su Dawei could only be a good man?

Before I was a man of bad luck, I didn’t know how many of these bad handsome guys had changed in a few years.

He put away his thoughts and saw Su Dawei walking to Simore and said to Hu Shang in a deep voice: "Whatever I ask you now, just answer whatever you want. Don't hesitate to me, and don't hide anything. I don't have much time, and I won't have a good temper today."

"Yes, Brother Ami... don't worry."

Smoore swallowed another saliva, looked up at **, patted Su Dawei's chest, indicating that he could trust him.

"The list of personnel from that caravan?"

“Yes.”

Simore seemed to be ready, trembling from her sleeves, took out a piece of paper, held it in both hands and handed it to Su Dawei: "I have prepared the list early in the morning."

"No omission?"

“It’s all on top.”

"What are those goods?" Su Dawei said: "Also, I just found that there were a few boxes in the goods that were empty. What exactly did those boxes contain?"

"Box...what box?"

Smoore's eyes flashed slightly, and he stuttered: "The goods caravan has records, you can check it, you can check it."

"Smore!"

Su Dawei slapped him on the shoulder, slapped his body and hit Hu's bench, making a loud noise.

I don’t know if it was slapped by Su Dawei’s palm or frightened by his loud shout.

"Ah...Ami, no, Su Shuai, you..."

"What exactly do those empty boxes contain? Look in my eyes and say it again."

After several years of practice, Su Dawei's bad habits has been practicing, and his appearance has long been different from the past.

Just now, Simore clearly said indecently.

Not to mention hiding Su Dawei, even the **s on the side couldn't fool him.

"I......"

"I only ask this time. If you don't say it, I will check it myself, but you remember one thing. If I find out, our friendship will be broken."

"I said, Ami, I said!"

Smore's face, which was smiling all day long, was covered in oily sweat at this time, and the expression on his face seemed to be about to cry.

"I packed that box, which is my goods, I made it privately."

After saying this, the eyes of ** standing beside him with his hands in his chest changed slightly, and he subconsciously took a step forward.

"What exactly is it?"

"yes......"

Smoore swallowed his saliva: "It's black turmeric oil."

The silver needle is one finger three inches long, pierces into the muscles, rotates slowly, and then pulls out the needle.

The coroner surnamed Xia pinched the silver needle in his hand, looked in front of him, sniffed, and sniffed it, then pinched the needle and reached in front of *** and Zhou Yang: "Please look, two men, the silver needle is as intact as before, which proves that the deceased is not poisoned to death."

*** I narrowed my eyes slightly, and I smelled a trace of blood coming from the needle in my nose.

The smell is extremely light, and there is a hint of sweetness in the fishy smell.

“This taste…”

"Take it to me."

Zhou Yang stretched out his hand, took the silver needle from Xia Rongzhuo, and placed it in front of him to look carefully.

The afternoon sun shines in from the window.

The silver needle shines brightly in the sun, and it appears in vaguely.

"I don't really see any abnormalities."

Xia Zhuo nodded repeatedly: "I just said that we have tested the trauma, bone injuries, and even the deceased's hair. Now we have eliminated the poisoning, and it is indeed a sudden death."

"etc."

*** stared at the corpse in front of him and said slowly: "I once read an ancient book that mentioned that there are many poisons in the world, and not all poisons can make the silver needle black."

"Lang...Di Langjun, what does this mean?" Xia Lu's face changed slightly.

If he was really poisoned by another person and his coroner was not found out, it could be considered a crime of dereliction of duty.

Zhou Erlang, who was standing by, said thoughtfully: "To check whether it is poisoned, in addition to the method of silver needles, I heard that there is another method, which is to look at the liver of the deceased. If the liver turns black, it will definitely be poisoned."

"It cannot be used, it cannot be used!"

Xia Junzu waved his hand desperately: "Don't insult anyone's body."

There are certain regulations for coroner industry. The general process is to check external trauma, internal bone injury, and whether it is poisoned, as well as some on-site investigations, whether there are suspicious clues, etc.

It is rare to say that for the sake of autopsy, the deceased should be vented and the liver should be checked.

Zhou Yang's thin face flashed with eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised to both sides, revealing a strange smile: "Who said that if you want to test your liver, you must break your stomach?"

He reached into his sleeve with his left hand, took out a quick silk squid, covered his mouth and nose, and grabbed the silver needle with his right hand. He first reached out and pressed it on the liver of the corpse, then shook his wrist and snorted. The silver needle stabbed into the skin steadily and accurately, and it did not reach the end of the needle.

*** looked at Zhou Yang aside and couldn't help but look at him for a few more times, thinking in his heart: This person's technique is fast, accurate and ruthless. If he is not good at using needles, he would be...
Chapter completed!