Chapter 200 Bloody words in your arms
Zhou Zhao couldn't help frowning when he looked at the name of the man written in blood.
The name Shao Qingqing is very strange.
Is it the name of the deceased, or the murderer?
Or the name of an important person related to the murder?
Zhou Zhao thought, and looked at the deceased's right index finger. There were obvious bite marks there, and the bleeding wound had scabs.
"It may be that the deceased bit his index finger and then wrote it down, and it was not done suddenly."
Zhou Zhao said, looking at Liu Huang, who was examining the corpse, "Ah Huang, can the deceased have resistant scars?"
"No, there were no wounds or bruises on both arms, the deceased's nails were trimmed very neatly, and there were no fatal injuries on her body. Her face was not red and swollen, and the corners of her mouth were very complete. It should have not been forced to be given medicine.
However, the death time was very short, and some traces on the corpse were not revealed. You can wait later.
According to preliminary judgment, the deceased was undoubtedly poisoned and died, and the death time was within one hour. When I return to the charity village, I will continue to stare at the corpse spots and see if the corpse has been moved. "
Zhou Zhao nodded thoughtfully, her ears moved, she suddenly stood up and walked to the wooden door on the right side of the corpse.
Although it was very weak, she still clearly heard the breathing sounds from the door, and there was a faint line of sight.
"Zhou Zhao of Tingwei Temple, open the door, I know you are standing behind the door and peeking. "
The door cracked, and a white-haired old woman with hanging tips and three-blank eyes walked out with a cane. She glanced at the corpse on the ground, couldn't help but spat, and then looked at Zhou Zhao.
"My little Zhou, this person is really unlucky. I really have good intentions and no good rewards for my old man!" Zhou Zhao was not surprised that the old woman recognized her. After all, this place is one step away from Tingwei Temple. The biggest pastime for the nearby people after dinner is to go to Tingwei Temple to watch the fun.
There is no more places in Chang'an City than Tingwei Temple.
And she, Zhou Zhao, is also one of the names mentioned most by the aunts and uncles.
"You know the dead?"
Maybe I heard the case too much, but the old woman was quite calm. She spat at the body again, "I only know that her surname is Yan. I went for a walk nearby yesterday evening, but I didn't want to hear the familiar local accent.
The old woman is from Lujiang and her surname is Hu. My mother's name is Hu.
My mother's family is from Shanghulu Village, and her family is from Xiahulu Village. Not to mention the relationship, she is also a fellow villager with water. We talked quite prone. She said she came to Chang'an to look for her relatives. Originally, she said she lived near Tingwei Temple, but she didn't want to move out. She had moved there in detail, but she had not found out."
Woman Hu said and sighed. "I saw that the villagers in the countryside had no place to live. Seeing that there were patches on her clothes, she definitely couldn't afford to stay in an inn. When I went to look for it at that time, I was afraid that it would be a curfew. So I took her home and rented a side house to her, and only collected five copper coins a month.
Who knows that kindness will not be rewarded! It was a bad thing. "
Zhou Zhao listened and his eyes moved, "Take us to the house where she lives to see if she is going out during the day today? Have you ever asked about Tingwei Temple with you, but have you mentioned the name Shao Qingqing? About when did you come back? Where can I use rice at night? "Zhou Zhao asked several questions in a row, and the Hu woman was not afraid at all. She thought about it and said as she walked in order, "It's this room." "
"She used morning food and went out to look for her relatives. I was afraid that she would not know the way, so I took her out and pointed her out Tingwei Temple, saying that if I couldn't find this place, I would just ask how to get there. She also asked if it would hit the high-ranking officials. I said that Tingwei Temple will be closed today, and even the adults will not come. "
Wife Hu said, pushing open the door of a side room, but the person didn't go in.
"What the old woman knows, I can't go in casually, otherwise it's going to be ruined. Shao Qingqing had never mentioned that when she came back for late meals, she bought a dry pancake outside. The old woman looked at her pitiful, and gave her a small plate of pickles and added water to her.
When the curfew, I came to remind her to not go out. Then I went to sleep, and I didn't waste money on the lamp and gas when I woke up.
And then..." Mr. Hu said, and her expression suddenly became strange, "and then I heard the military master. The scream, even if it was dead, it could be awakened from the coffin. "
Wife Hu said this, and she wanted to spit out for a third time, "I thought it was fun, so she lay down by the crack of the door to watch, but she didn't expect that she could see her body. She was really plague. If she wanted to die, she would go to the gate of Tingwei Temple to die!
If the ghost sent me to arrest my soul, and saw that the old woman was old, she hooked me away, then who would I make sense with? It's really a kind farmer who meets a poisonous snake, which is bad luck!"
Zhou Zhao's mouth twitched.
So why do you have to die in front of Tingwei Temple?
Is it said that Li Huaishan is not useful, and the lords of Tingwei Temple are worse than those who go to the grave?
Zhou Zhao was thinking randomly in his mind and looked into the room. It was a very small side house, which should have been built later, and was a little shorter than the main house. The room was very simple, with only a small couch and the same elm lump box.
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This box is obviously a little old. Although it is stuck by a shelf, there is still a gap made by a mouse. "Zhou Zhao." Zhou Zhao heard Su Changying's voice behind her, and reached out toward the sound without looking back. Sure enough, a torch stuffed her hand into her hand.
With the lights, some details in the room can be seen more clearly.
Zhou Zhao looked at the wooden box, with a small blue cloth wrapped on it, next to it was a bowl, and a piece of dry cake that had been bitten by half.
Zhou Zhao took the torch and saw a shallow bottom of water left in the bowl.
And on the wooden box with tung oil and no painted water, there were some blood marks, most of which were wiped by people, but a small amount of seeped in and turned into a dark red. "The deceased should have spread the linen cloth on this cage, then bit his finger and wrote the three words Shao Qingqing on it. After picking up the linen cloth, he found that blood penetrated the cloth and left it on the cage, and then wiped it. But this cage had been too long and had lost the protection of tung oil. The blood seeped in some of it and could not be wiped off, so it stayed." Zhou Zhao said, calling out "Ah Huang".
Liu Huang moved to him instantly like a gust of wind. He glanced at the bowl on the table, and sniffed it directly without Zhou Zhao's mouth, and then took out a silver needle to start testing the poison. "There is poisonous in the water..."
As he said that, he poked the silver needle at the dry cake, "The cake is also poisonous."
Zhou Zhao listened and sighed in his heart. She thought she probably understood what was going on.