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Chapter 675: 3 Questions to the Coroner

After Jiang Fubao finished speaking, everyone almost dropped their jaws in shock.

This is even better than storytelling.

More and more people are watching.

There were even people who came to pay New Year's greetings, and they stopped with their families and gifts. They didn't even want to pay New Year's greetings anymore, they just looked very energetic.

You need some tea to listen to the story, otherwise you won’t be able to listen.

But it's free, and it's better than storytelling. It would be a shame not to read it.

Some of the smart merchants who opened shops nearby started renting out benches and chairs.

Don't even say it.

Someone rented it.

After all, standing is too tiring.

If you can't see the periphery clearly, stand on a stool or chair to see more clearly.

"If that's true, what the miracle doctor said makes sense. I actually forgot this just now. I'm really sorry. I'm not very skilled. According to what the miracle doctor said, this corpse was probably smoked by the heat, so there is a smell of smoke on the body, making it difficult to tell the time of death."

The coroner came to the coffin and pried open the old woman's eyes with his bare hands.

After observing for a while, he clenched his fist and said to Jiang Fubao.

His face was full of shame and admiration.

The miracle doctor is indeed a miracle doctor. Not only is he proficient in medical skills, he even knows more about autopsies than he does.

"The two are inseparable. Those who study medicine naturally understand the human body best."

Jiang Fubao waved his hand and replied modestly.

You know, forensic pathologists are also doctors.

But here, the coroner has nothing to do with the doctor.

Even the status is very low.

At the bottom of society.

Just like the coroner in front of him, he had to speak humbly to the police.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fubao suddenly felt that she had to open another clinic and train people to work as coroners so that she could protect them.

Maybe it can also improve the status of coroners in this dynasty.

I just don't know who is willing to do it.

After all, no one would give up their respected job as a doctor and go hang out among the dead. These things are very taboo here.

Forget it, let’s wait and do it later, there’s no rush.

I’ll choose carefully when the time comes, Jiang Fubao thought to himself.

"You, you are talking nonsense! It's all nonsense! Why would we hide the time when my mother died? Don't talk nonsense!"

"I think you just want to help the Kong family. You are in cahoots with each other. We are all family, so we should protect each other. You just wanted to torture us, and now you say that my mother died at the wrong time. You have said all the good and bad things. It is difficult for us ordinary people. We can't fight against them."

“They have the protection of officials, but we have nothing. We are just farmers. Oh, God, please help us. If all else fails, I will die to prove my guilt. Why are you accusing us in public like this?

Old woman, you died miserably, even lying in the coffin, and people were throwing dirty water on you. You were killed in vain. God, please come and save us and give us a clear name. "

After studying for a few days, Zhou Kui began to cry and sing.

Draw everyone's attention to him again.

"Godfather, Brother Bujiu, I suggest you send a few officers to Zhoujia Village to check the kitchen and firewood in the backyard of the Zhou family to see if there is anything unusual. Also, check the meals they eat and the dishes in the kitchen, and you will probably know. If what I said is true, then the evidence is in his house."

Jiang Fubao ignored him, but turned around and spoke to Meng Zhili and Meng Bujiu.

"Okay, I'll send someone to check it out right away." Meng Bujiu replied.

Meng Zhili didn't say anything, he looked at his son.

This is Lianshan Town, his son's territory. Even as his son's biological father, he doesn't want to interfere. Besides, it would be good for his son to get more exercise.

Soon, four officers rode out of the city gate on horseback and headed straight for Zhoujia Village.

The play isn't over yet.

No one left.

Zhou Kui was still making a fuss, and his face even became anxious.

Like he's worried about something.

Not only him, but the whole Zhou family is like this.

It's almost as if everything I said was a lie written all over my face.

Jiang Fubao became more and more calm. It seemed that she guessed right.

"Mom, I'm hungry. Can I drink the chicken soup that grandma cooked last night? I want to drink the chicken soup, why can't you let me drink it?"

Suddenly, Zhou Ruixiang, the grandson of the Zhou family, who was hiding behind his mother, spoke up.

His voice was not low.

Everyone around heard it.

Everyone looked at him in unison, and Jiang Fubao's pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes also stared straight at him.

"What did you just say? Did your grandma cook chicken soup last night?"

Jiang Fubao asked sternly.

Zhou Ruixiang was frightened.

"My son is still young, he doesn't know anything, it's all nonsense, what chicken soup, there is no chicken soup, you heard it wrong, don't bully my son."

Ye protected her son tightly.

When he spoke, his eyes flickered and his voice trembled a little.

One look at her and you'd know she was guilty.

Zhou Kui frowned and cursed the guy inwardly, "Idiot."

"Women, why are you talking so much? Shut up, sir, prefect, sir, my wife can't just be left there like this. Even though it's cold now, how long can it stay like this? Well, we won't ask for the five hundred taels in compensation.

As long as Kong's Restaurant compensates us with 100 taels, we will leave now and never make trouble again. It's New Year's Day, and I don't want to cause bad luck. The person is dead, and there is no point in fighting. Besides, I know I can't beat you. I will swallow this loss and pretend that we have never been here and never eaten shredded pork noodles."

He said this half to Jiang Fubao and his group, and half to the onlookers.

The second half of the sentence was spoken in a very low voice, and was almost inaudible except for those who were close by. It seemed to be saying that he was forced to compromise in order to give his wife a proper burial and get one hundred taels.

But when facing the Kong family, there was a hint of threat.

After all, who would go against money?

It's such a big fuss, if it continues, it will also affect Kong's restaurant.

It can be considered as a way for the Kong family to save face.

But Kong Yuanbao just couldn't get down.

"No, we must investigate. We must investigate thoroughly. I don't care whether it's money or not. If my Kong Family Restaurant really poisoned you, I will compensate you with 10,000 taels. I will do so even if I have to sell my house or my shop. My fellow villagers, you all know how long my Kong Family Restaurant has been open.

Over the years, you have all witnessed that this has never happened in our restaurant. I, Kong Yuanbao, swear here that if the food in Kong's restaurant is really poisonous, I will die to prove my loyalty!"

Kong Yuanbao is not stupid either.

Xu Zhoukui was shouting that he would die to prove his integrity, so why couldn’t he?

He knows better than anyone whether there is poison in his food.

Who would smash their own sign?

He didn't dare to swear just now, simply because he was afraid that there might be a careless waiter in the shop.

I just observed their expressions.

Kong Yuanbao was sure.

The waiter and the shopkeeper are all of one mind with him.

It could only be someone from the Zhou family who was talking nonsense, and he also heard what Zhou Ruixiang said.

The old woman who died last night came back to life and made chicken soup?

It’s simply a fantasy.

Then the truth can only be that the old woman did not die on the day before New Year's Eve at all.