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Chapter 287 Steamed Bones and Autopsy

"General Zhao doesn't know that this case has been completely taken over by Mr. Yang of Dali Temple. All the files, including your son's body, were handed over to Dali Temple last night. If you want to get your son's body back, General Zhao has to go to Dali."

The temple is looking for Mr. Yang, there is really nothing I can do for you!”

Tong Jinyan looked sincere, but at this moment Wen Jie had no intention of watching Yang Qingyuan's performance.

Hearing Tong Jinyan's words, Wen Jie secretly thought something bad.

Could it be that Po Jun’s body was not burned last night?! Instead, Yang was transferred to Dali Temple in advance?!

This Dali Temple is no different than the Jingzhao Mansion. It has many experts and is heavily guarded. There are several in the Yuanhua Realm alone, and there are hundreds of Tongmai warriors.

If it fell into the hands of Yang Qingyuan, it would be extremely difficult to do anything with the corpse.

But Wen Jie couldn't directly ask whether his son's body had been burned, so he could only hurriedly cup his hands towards Tong Jinyan and say goodbye.

Then he led the people and walked away in the direction of Dali Temple.

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At this moment, in Dali Temple, the bones that had been steamed in the steam of wine and vinegar for an hour had been taken out and placed in a bright place.

Today is also a beautiful day and the sun is shining, which is perfect for testing the bone steaming method.

Song Hui's father also looked solemn. From just now, he was observing the changes in the pit and taking detailed records.

Including the intensity of steam rising, the changes in the inner wall of the pit...

Last year, at the suggestion of Yang Qingyuan, Song Huifu began to write a book, summarizing his experience in examining the corpses and judging and punishing crimes in a book, so that he could serve as an official of the criminal law for future generations.

Yang Qingyuan also didn't expect that his own words would lead Song Hui's father to name this comprehensive collection of prison investigations "The Record of Cleansing Wrongs", and he would also mention himself in it.

Especially regarding the application of blood juice and pattern-marking powder, Song Huifu was very speculative and pushed Yang Qingyuan to the highest position in the reform of criminal investigation technology.

The blue light shines on the earth,

But there is no trace of the crime of teaching blood.

The traces are revealed within a millimeter,

All the tricks are in vain.

Although the creator of blood juice and wrinkle-revealing powder was medicine king Sun Shichang, Yang Qingyuan was the first to apply it to criminal investigation and popularize it.

On the outskirts of Shendu, Dali Temple has chartered an orchard specifically for growing blood fruit. The current production of blood fruit juice can not only meet the needs of Dali Temple itself, but also has a surplus to supply the six-door brothers.

unit.

The output of texture-marking powder is relatively small, but Dali Temple itself can barely make enough.

After a while, a policeman brought a red umbrella.

Song Hui's father took the red oil umbrella, looked up at the angle of the sunlight in the sky, then opened the umbrella to face the sunlight, and then half-crouched next to the corpse to observe carefully.

Liu Wangshu, who pretended to be cold but was actually curious, was watching Song Huifu's actions intently.

"Brother Yang, what are Mr. Song doing?!"

Yang Qingyuan saw that most of the people around him were curious, and he was happy to be the explanation.

It is Yang Qingyuan's hobby to appear holy in front of others. It should be said that this is the hobby of most normal people.

Even, sometimes being self-effacing is to show your holiness in front of better people.

For example, I don’t know how beautiful my wife is, I don’t love Kong Fang, Yan Da is fine, but my family is the ugliest.

Just when Yang Qingyuan was about to seize this rare opportunity, Song Huifu, who was concentrating on the inspection, spoke.

Although Song Hui's father is a criminal investigation genius, he also has emotional intelligence. How can Shangguan speak about such an introduction in person? Although Yang Qingyuan respects him very much, he can't put on airs!

So Song Huifu explained to everyone while checking.

"This method of steaming bones is the best way to test whether the injury was caused before death or after death."

Yang Qingyuan, who was thinking about showing off to others, opened and closed his mouth like a fish blowing bubbles. He didn't know what to say for a moment?!

Everyone was listening to Song Huifu's explanation attentively, not paying attention to the mental activities of Mr. Yang Qingyuan, the young minister of Dali Temple and the bachelor of Wenhua Palace at this moment!!

"If there is a bruised part on the bone, there will be a slight red shade, and there will be a halo of blood on both ends of the broken bone. If you look at the scarred bone in the sun, the redness will be clear because it was beaten before death. If there is no blood shade on the bone,

, damaged or broken traces are traces of death.”

Song Hui's father held an umbrella and stood next to Wen Pojun's corpse, "Everyone, please see, although Wen Pojun's body has many broken bones, there is no blood anywhere. This is because the blood stagnates after death.

"

Yang Qingyuan saw everyone listening attentively and felt that he had missed a lot.

But at this moment, Yang Qingyuan discovered the origin of martial arts on Wen Pojun's bones.

Sure enough, when Haotian closed a door,...

Liu Wangshu on the side looked at Wen Pojun's bone injuries, and his eyes lit up, "Mr. Song, I heard from my master that there is a martial arts in Japan called Broken Bone Palm. The person who wields the palm has nothing but flesh and blood."

Slightly injured, but the force of the palm penetrates the bones! This person may be from this martial arts!"

Yang Qingyuan's originally clear eyes were dull again.

Sure enough, when Haotian closes a door, he will also nail the window!

Liu Wangshu's words caused Yang Qingyuan to once again lose the opportunity to show himself as a saint in front of others.

But at this moment, the culprit didn't know anything about it. He glanced at Yang Qingyuan and Ji Yaohua and raised his chin slightly, looking very arrogant!

"Nvxia Liu is indeed knowledgeable and talented!"

"Mr. Song is a great talent!"



The excitement and praise are all theirs, only Yang Qingyuan is lonely.

But it doesn't matter, Yang Qingyuan will not be knocked down by this small setback. As long as he works hard enough, he will definitely find the opportunity to show his saintliness in front of others!

"My lord, the evidence has been found now! The case can be reopened!"

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, let's do it today!" Yang Qingyuan nodded, and then said to the two patrol commanders, "Qi Yue, Pan Hu, you two go to Li Shilang's Mansion and the Ministry of War Yamen respectively to invite Li Shilang and the Ministry of War

His daughter Li Qingning came to Dali Temple!"

"yes!"

Two young patrol commanders came out in response.

These two people were recommended by Shen Bao and Xiao Tao. They were also from the Longwu Army, and later joined the Six Sects. They have good martial arts skills, are capable people, and have hard work.

After the restructuring of Dali Temple, Yang Qingyuan established a new promotion system for field agents in order to prepare for management and promotion.

Ordinary patrol/catcher - head catcher - patrol commander - ink-clad divine catcher.

The patrol commander is already a middle-level cadre of Dali Temple's field staff.

Looking at Shen Bao and Xiao Tao walking away, Yang Guo couldn't help but ask, "Sir, why don't you send someone to ask General Wen Jie of Zuotunwei?!"

Before Yang Qingyuan could speak, Ji Yaohua explained.

"That's because Wen Jie doesn't need us to invite him, he will come to his door by himself!"

After saying that, he showed a meaningful smile.

Yang Qingyuan on the side completely lost his vitality and couldn't even pretend to be in front of his apprentice. Yang Qingyuan felt that the whole world was targeting him today!


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