Find where the deceased has been, and the deceased will provide many useful tips. For example, shoes, hands, stomach, lungs, and many unexpected bodies and organs may leave traces of where the deceased has been.

What Situ Ce needs to do is to find these traces!

He spread the stomach of the deceased, and his eyes lit up immediately. He saw that most of the food had not been digested. According to the digestion level, it should have been killed about an hour after the meal!

He took out the food in his stomach, put it in a basin to wash it, then observed it with a naked eye and a microscope, and found that there were snails! And there were quite a lot of them!

He immediately dissected another body and found that there were also many snails in his stomach!

Generally, you don’t eat snails for breakfast, it should be lunch or dinner for the deceased!

Situ Ce checked the lungs and other internal organs again, but found no more clues, just the clue of snails, which had already given him a glimmer of hope.

However, he continued to search and carefully inspected the clothes, shoes and socks that had taken off the deceased, but found no more suspicious points.

He packed up his things, then called Long Xiang in, pointed to the contents of the stomach in the basin and said, "The last meal of the deceased was eating snails. After eating them, he was killed by someone about half an hour. Therefore, you can send someone to the place where the snails are sold on the corpse dumping site to investigate the snails. After finding this place, the speed of the vehicle is usually about thirty miles in half an hour, so the focus is on checking the thirty miles around the snails. Maybe you can find useful clues!"

Long Xiang widened his eyes, looked at the thick object in the basin that was half-liquid, and said, "How do you know that there are snails in it?"

Of course, Situ Ce could not tell him that he had discovered it with a microscope. He smiled mysteriously and said, "You are looking for me for my ability."

"Yes! Your spell! I understand, you found it with spells. I admire you! - I will arrange an investigation immediately."

"Well, come to me if you have any questions. I'll go back first!"

After obtaining this important clue, Long Xiang was very energetic and bowed: "Thank you, Brother Yanagawa, for your help!"

The Jinyiwei's service speed was much faster than that of the yamen. That night, Situ Ce was sleeping and was woken up by Linglong: "Master! Master! Get up quickly! There is something urgent!"

When Situ Ce was shocked when he heard the knock on the door, he hurriedly lifted the quilt and got up, ran to the door, and opened the door a crack. The moonlight outside was like washing. Linglong was holding a small lantern in his hand, wearing a dress, looking at him sleepyly: "Master! Mr. Long from the Jinyiwei is here and is waiting outside the corner of the backyard. He said that if there is something important, please go to the Jinyiwei Yamen immediately."

Mr. Long should be Long Xiang. Could it be that the case investigation has resulted? Situ Ce was amazed at the efficiency of Jinyiwei's work, but it is understandable to think about it. There are only eight days left. It involves the issue of whether their official positions can be preserved and personal jobs. Naturally, everyone is competing for the first place and working day and night.

Situ Ce hurriedly put on his clothes and went out to the backyard. Sure enough, Long Xiang was walking back and forth anxiously. When he saw him coming out, he was overjoyed and greeted him and bowed: "Sorry, sorry, Brother Liuchuan, I'm really sorry to bother you at this time!"

"It's easy to say," Situ Ce glanced around. There were people from the Jinyiwei, and there was no one else there, so he whispered: "Is the case settled?"

"Yes," Long Xiang was happy and rubbed his hands excitedly. "Thanks to the clues you provided, we visited all the inns and hotels, but there were no snails selling them, but I didn't give up and ordered to visit the roadside stalls arranged by farmers in nearby villages. Sure enough, I found several stores at once. After one by one, I finally found a clue at a farmer's house. They said that there were three people who drove a carriage by passing by the roadside stalls arranged by them in the village post roadside roadside roadside roadside roadside roadside roadside roadside roadside roadside roadways. However, they only talked about this matter, and there was no clue about the murderer. I couldn't ask what to do next, so I took the liberty to disturb you and asked Brother Yanagawa to give me some advice."

Situ Ce said: "Where are the farmers who sell snails? Where are they?"

"I have already taken it back to the yamen."

"I'll go and ask."

"well!"

Long Xiang ordered the Jinyiwei to take a red horse and ride it for Situ Ce. He also turned over the horse. The sound of horse hooves was crisp. He led a group of Jinyiwei and ran back to the Jinyiwei's yamen.

The old farmer who sold snails was brought up, and the four of them were already scared to the point of being earth-like and trembling. It is understandable to think about it. Facing the official officers like the Jinyiwei, few ordinary people can keep their faces unchanged and their hearts still.

Situ Ce ordered the old farmer to see the seats and serve tea for the old farmer's family.

The Jinyiwei were surprised to see Situ Ce, the famous master of Zheng in the yamen, directed the work in the Jinyiwei, and looked at Long Xiang together. Long Xiang glared at the Jinyiwei and scolded: "You are deaf? Haven't you heard Mr. Situ? Hurry up and serve tea!"

The group of people then got busy, moving chairs, and serving tea.

The old farmer's family had never seen the Jinyiwei who was like a wolf or a tiger flattering the people so much? He was so nervous that he held the teacup and didn't know where to send it.

Situ Ce and Yan Yuese had a family conversation with him, asking him how many acres of land, how many cows of rice were harvested a year, whether it was enough to eat, how long it had been in a roadside stall, how much income, etc. The old farmer called himself to the Jinyiwei yamen in the middle of the night, and just asked about some family matters, and was a little puzzled, but the family conversation made his nerves relax quickly. He could also talk and laugh from time to time. The old woman and the two young couples were still a little nervous, but it was much better than when they first came.

Situ Ce then brought the topic to the point and asked, "When did the three people in the portrait I asked you to see before, they had eaten snails at your stall? Do you still remember?"

The old farmer was no longer nervous and hurriedly said with a smile: "I remember that it was noon that day, almost lunch. The sun was very poisonous and there was no business all morning. They seemed to be the second and third to come to eat. The leader was an old man who said it was too hard to travel under the sun. It would be better to take a break at this roadside stall and eat some pickled snails to relieve the heat. So they stopped, sat down and ordered a few snails."

"Who else is with them?"

"There are no one, only the three of them. Most people in this underground Du Ritue will not rush to travel, so there are no people coming and going on the road."

"Don't there be anyone?"

"This... has been a bit long, and I really can't remember it when I was taking care of them for food and drink..." As he said that, the old farmer turned around and looked at his wife and son and daughter-in-law, and his eyes were full of inquiries. The three of them sat on the chair with some cringe and forced apologetically, saying that they couldn't remember it either.

Situ Ce said: "How long have they sat? When did they leave?"
Chapter completed!