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Summary of the previous chapter: Although Luan Hongyan decided to cooperate with Ma Xiaoquan, she still had some concerns about the foreman. Ma Xiaoquan would not allow this, so... he used the legendary... mouth escape.
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Ma Xiaoquan dragged his chin and thought for a moment, then asked: "Sister Hong, I would like to ask if your son has been buried."
Luan Hongyan shook her head: "No, I really couldn't bear it, so I kept him frozen with ice..."
Ma Xiaoquan was overjoyed when he heard this, so he asked casually, but unexpectedly he got good news.
Luan Hongyan saw Ma Xiaoquan pursed her lips and smiled happily, and asked curiously: "Ma San, what's wrong? Can my son be saved?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and shook his head: "The person has been dead for such a long time, and it is impossible to save him. But Sister Hong, why did you think about freezing your son's body in the first place? Why didn't you bury or cremate it?"
Luan Hongyan smiled bitterly and said, "Because I really can't figure out why my son died?"
Ma Xiaoquan asked: "Did Sister Hong ask Wu Zuo to do the autopsy?" Wu Zuo was the coroner in ancient times.
Luan Hongyan nodded: "I have tested it, and there is no result."
Ma Xiaoquan hummed and said, "Sister Hong, if you don't mind, I can ask my wife to help you examine your young master's body."
Luan Hongyan was stunned and said: "Ma San, do you also know how to do autopsies?"
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and said: "My wife, the lady who came with me yesterday comes from a big medical family. Her knowledge of medicine is many times better than that of many doctors. I want her to come."
Check it out, maybe there will be results..."
Luan Hongyan heard this and said happily: "Okay, okay, great, Ma San, thank you."
Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand: "Hey, Sister Hong is having an affair now. Since we want to cooperate, Sister Hong's affairs are naturally my business. I think it's not too late. Let's do it now. Sister Hong will send someone to the inn.
How about inviting my wife here and then we get started?"
Luan Hongyan nodded: "Then there are the three Lao Ma brothers."
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After the incense was burned, Bei Mingshuang came. After listening to Ma Xiaoquan's retelling, Bei Mingshuang nodded and agreed to perform an autopsy on Luan Hongyan's son's body.
Luan Hongyan led the two of them to the middle compartment of her bedroom, and then opened the cover on the ground. With a creak, an underground passage was exposed in front of the three of them.
Ma Xiaoquan looked at the stairs of the underground passage in surprise and said, "I didn't expect that there is such a secret in Sister Hong's bedroom. It's really amazing."
Luan Hongyan sighed and said: "Hey, actually only the three of us know this. Even the foreman who corrected him doesn't know."
Bei Mingshuang urged: "Okay, Sister Hong, don't be emotional, let's go down quickly, I can't wait any longer."
"Um"
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The stairs in the underground passage were not long, but rather steep. Luan Hongyan took the lead, Ma Xiaoquan was second, and Bei Mingshuang was third. The three of them walked down the stairs slowly, walking about five or six meters, and finally
Went to the end of the stairs.
"Huhu" Luan Hongyan lit the oil lamps around her, and the surrounding area suddenly became bright.
Ma Xiaoquan took a deep breath and praised: "They say the basement is damp and the smell is not good, but Sister Hong's basement is not only spacious, but the smell is also very refreshing..."
Luan Hongyan smiled and said: "Brother Ma San is so complimentary. Come on, my son is there."
Following the direction of Luan Hongyan's finger, Ma Xiaoquan and Bei Mingshuang saw an ice bed, with a fat little boy lying on the ice bed.
Stepping forward, Ma Xiaoquan carefully looked at the little boy's appearance and body shape, and then nodded to Bei Mingshuang behind him.
Bei Mingshuang walked up to the little boy's body, reached out and squeezed the little boy's arm, and said: "The body has been frozen for a long time, so the skin and flesh have no elasticity. I'm afraid if it is stored for a while, the body will slowly
It's deflated."
Luan Hongyan sighed and said: "Yes, it has been several years."
Bei Mingshuang stretched out her right hand and gently pinched open the little boy's mouth. Then she took out a wooden stick and inserted it into it. Then she took out a silver needle and inserted it into the little boy's neck, chest and abdominal cavity.
, finally, she took off the little boy's pants and tied it on the little boy's butt.
After all the exploration work was completed, Bei Mingshuang immediately went to the other side to study.
Luan Hongyan put clothes on her son's body and was in a daze with loss. Ma Xiaoquan comforted her softly: "Sister Hong, don't be sad. People can't be resurrected. Your most important task now is to find the true identity of your son."
cause of death."
Luan Hongyan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and nodded heavily.
At this moment, Bei Mingshuang suddenly spoke: "I know what it is..."
Ma Xiaoquan and Luan Hongyan came forward and asked in unison: "What is it?"
Bei Mingshuang raised his head and said: "This is a very strange poison. It can basically be said to be colorless and odorless. However, this poison has a flaw. Well, if it is left for a long time, it will appear. Sister Hong, you
Ask a coroner to perform an autopsy on your son, when was the last time he did it?"
Luan Hongyan said: "Two years ago"
Bei Mingshuang smiled and said: "No wonder, well, now I have figured it out, your son died of poisoning."
"Poisoned? What poison?"
Bei Mingshuang said: "If I guessed correctly, it should be a poison called Yanhong."
"Yan Hong? What is it?"
Bei Mingshuang explained: "This bright red poison is colorless and odorless when it enters the water. After four or five years, the poison will produce a faint sour smell. You can't smell it if you don't smell it carefully. Sister Hong,
You smell this..."
Bei Mingshuang handed the stick that had just penetrated the boy to Luan Hongyan. Luan Hongyan took the stick and smelled it. She frowned slightly and nodded: "Sure enough, there is a faint sour smell. Sister, this poison can
Do you understand?"
Bei Mingshuang shook his head: "No, people who are poisoned will just doze off at first, and then they won't get up at all until they sleep to death."
Luan Hongyan nodded: "Yes, yes, my son just fell asleep and had no breath."
Ma Xiaoquan answered: "Sister Hong, I would like to ask, if you recall carefully, what happened to your son in the days from when he started yawning frequently to when he died?"
Luan Hongyan thought about it carefully and murmured: "My husband is also dead. One of the two old hens we raised suddenly died. I felt it was unlucky at the time, so I burned the old hen and returned it."
Yes... Also, when my son came back from playing one day, he had a fruit in his hand. I saw that the fruit was particularly red, and the red color was a bit wrong, but because I just thought about it for a while,
It’s a man’s business, so I don’t care..."
Ma Xiaoquan and Bei Mingshuang looked at each other, and the latter said: "Theoretically, there should not be such red fruits in winter. Even if it is preserved, it is difficult. Sister Hong said that the fruit is red, so it is very possible.
Your son was poisoned after eating that fruit. Sister Hong, think about it again, have you ever asked your son where the fruit in his hand came from? "
Luan Hongyan was unsure: "I did ask, but my son seemed to have said that a man gave it to him."
"Male? What kind of thing?"
Luan Hongyan said: "It's said that he is very small..."
"Small?" Ma Xiaoquan and Bei Mingshuang looked at each other, and they locked onto one person in their minds.
"Sister Hong, do you think that little man might be the deputy foreman from last time? Oh, yes, his name is Yang Huailin..."
Luan Hongyan frowned and shook her head: "It's impossible. I've also investigated this. When my son died, Yang Huailin happened to be away from the mine. He seemed to have gone out for something. He didn't come back until a few days after my son's death.
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Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly: "Sister Hong, some things seem impossible, but they are possible."
"Is it possible?" Luan Hongyan didn't understand what Ma Xiaoquan meant.
"Yes, I won't explain the details. Well, since it is found that your son died of poisoning, what we need to do now is to call Yang Huailin for questioning."
Luan Hongyan said: "Yang Huailin is very cunning, and he will definitely not be fooled."
"That's not certain." Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and said, "Sister Hong, forgive me for asking, has that guy Yang Huailin always coveted you?"
Luan Hongyan nodded: "Well, it's just that he is not my opponent."
Ma Xiaoquan clapped his hands and said: "This is easy to handle. Sister Hong can pretend to host a banquet for Yang Huailin. He will definitely come back. Then we will catch him at the banquet and we will question him face to face."
Bei Mingshuang interjected: "Sister Hong, there is no problem in hosting a banquet. I think it is the first time that Yang Huailin is entertained. He will definitely bring people here. Sister Hong might as well come a few more times, so that Yang Huailin will definitely relax his vigilance."
Luan Hongyan said humbly: "Okay, then I'll do as you say."
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The next day, Luan Hongyan sent someone to invite Yang Huailin to dinner. Yang Huailin didn't believe it at first, but after receiving Luan Hongyan's personal invitation letter, Yang Huailin went to the banquet with several capable men.
Yang Huailin ate this first banquet with an uneasy mood. During the dinner, Luan Hongyan and he were just chatting about daily matters and did not talk about Ma San Ma Xiaoquan.
The second time, Luan Hongyan invited Yang Huailin to dinner again. This time, Yang Huailin couldn't help but ask Luan Hongyan what she thought about Ma San.
Luan Hongyan naturally couldn't tell Yang Huailin the truth. Of course, she didn't hide it too much. After all, Yang Huailin's spies were secretly watching the last time Ma San came to see her.
After two consecutive times, Yang Huailin became less wary of Luan Hongyan. At this time, Luan Hongyan suddenly asked Yang Huailin for help.
Yang Huailin was of course very happy when he heard Luan Hongyan asked him for help. He had been thinking about Luan Hongyan for more than a day or two. If it weren't for his small stature and his inability to defeat others, he would have started to do it long ago.