This exclamation shocked Zhou Heng.

This is in the yamen. Otherwise, Zhou Heng really wanted to raise his leg and kick the dog aside.

This is so shocking, it's really scary.

Isn't it just that I reasoned based on the corpse and the traces of the scene.

This divine verdict cannot be called at will. Liu Renli is here. Isn’t this a slap in the face?

"Don't say that, Yi An gets up quickly."

Liu Renli also looked at Zhou Heng. This person is really knowledgeable. He used to think that he was superb in medical skills, but now he realizes that he has too little understanding of Zhou Heng.

"Young Master Zhou's observation is so meticulous that he can integrate the clues of the details, which is really amazing, but I still have something unknown to me."

"Sir, it's okay."

"How do you know you are the closest relative?"

Zhou Heng stood up and walked to Liu Renli, lifting up the picture drawn by Zhou Yi'an on the table.

"First, the restaurant is being rebuilt, and the previous mates have left. The new store has not yet been recruited. Only Wei Jichen is left in the store. In other words, Wei Jichen's previous mates and the goods owners who come and go have all settled it. There is no dispute over money, and it can be ruled out if you seek money or have the intention to get rich."

"Secondly, after sunset, I visited an unopened store with such rare fresh fish. I must have acquaintances or relatives. However, friends must show sincerity when they visit, and will not be in the store. I am so willing to spend money, buy eight signature dishes, and want to eat quietly in the store. This is a close relative who has not seen for a long time, so Wei Jichen is willing to spend money."

Liu Renli stared at Zhou Heng, and this judgment was too scrutinized.

Seeing that Liu Renli was not speaking, Zhou Yian leaned forward, his eyes as if he was seeing a wolf with flesh, emitting a faint thief light.

"Uncle Master, Yi An wants to ask a question. You said that the deceased was seriously injured and unconscious on the head. How could he scratch the wooden cover? Besides, the wine jar was hidden and the design was too fine. Did the murderer go there after he had planned it?"

Zhou Heng glanced at Zhou Yian and smiled.

"These two questions have been asked about the key points. I have seen the damage to the deceased's temple. After pressing it with my finger, there is a noticeable bone frosting sound. You should know that the position of the skull is the weakest. Although there is a side bun blocking it, it will cause a skull fracture in the shape of a stick. If the deceased's head is cut open, a stick-shaped sunken fracture will be seen."

Zhou Heng paused and said again:

"But this blow did not cause the deceased to die suddenly. From the stick being thrown into the house and there was blood on the door lock, it can be seen that the person was either thin and weak or extremely panicked. If he had made up his mind, he would not leave the stick at the scene. Seeing the deceased fainted and thought he was dead, so he threw the person in the wine jar. This was equivalent to burying the person here."

Zhou Heng raised his hand, raised it over his head, and bowed his body. When Zhou Yian saw that he was imitating Wei Jichen's actions.

"Look, if you are thrown into the tank, you will be choked in an instant without air. If you are clamped with one hand, you will struggle to the death, but you can't use force in the tank and cannot turn it around, so you scratch the lid, leaving amazing marks. As for the murderer, I want to put the lid on and run away after plundering the silver! In order to prevent people around you from discovering, the door panel was carefully closed. It was only at night, and the blood on your hands was stained on the door bolt."

Zhou Yi'an quickly recorded it, knelt down to Zhou Heng and bowed:

"Uncle Master forgives the crime. Yi An wants to go to the scene again and take off the palm prints on the wooden bolt and stick. If the criminal is arrested, he can compare it. This ironclad evidence cannot be denied, and the case can be solved."

Zhou Heng looked at Liu Renli, this guy is giving him eye drops. The authentic magistrate sat in the hall. What do you ask me for? Can I not let you go?

Fortunately, Liu Renli didn't care about this and waved his hand and said:

"The master asked Cui Dianshi to explain that the autopsy in Qingping County will be under the charge of Zhou Yi'an from today. Let's continue to send two servants to Wei Jichen's restaurant to collect evidence."

Zhou Yian thanked him in panic, and then everyone was busy, and Zhou Heng also got up.

"Sir, then I'll say goodbye!"

Liu Renli nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou, today, I will send someone to send you back!"

Zhou Heng quickly shook his head, "Thank you for your kindness. I have to go to the pharmacy shop to purchase some medicinal materials. When the noble people in Meiyuan recover, I will come to discuss the details of the operation. As for where the operating room is built, it depends on whether I can find a suitable shop."

Liu Renli was stunned, but he didn't expect that Zhou Heng had a very detailed plan.

"Shop, do you have a suitable choice?"

Zhou Heng sighed, "To be honest, I first fell in love with the shop in the winery. Then I came forward to inquire. Who would have found blood, but it won't be used now. I'll look for it later."

This time Liu Renli didn't stop him anymore. After all, Zhou Heng was able to carefully design surgery for his younger sister. Looking at Zhou Heng's figure as he was away, he suddenly remembered something and waved to a servant.

"Please come here, and I want to see the yellow book of Lingshan Village."

Zhou Heng quickly walked out of the county government with a first aid kit on his back.

The hawking sounds along the street were heard one after another, and a boy wearing a blue apron smiled and held a toothpick-sized tag, constantly selling them on the street. The words "Lingshan glutinous rice lotus root" from afar are very eye-catching.

"Uncle, try the glutinous osmanthus honey glutinous rice lotus root. You can buy it after you have eaten it. If it is not delicious, don't cost money, give it to your child! "

The man opposite wanted to refuse.

However, a seven or eight-year-old boy who was leading the lead bared his defective front teeth and looked excited. He grabbed the tag, swallowed the glutinous rice lotus, and nodded with his eyes wide open.

He shook the man's legs in a flash and begged, "Dad, buy Xuan'er a bun. Wenche from Uncle Next Door has eaten several times. He always squatted at the entrance of the school to eat. That bun costs only five cents."

The man couldn't help but paid for it. The boy named Xuan'er was humming while eating, looking at enjoyment.

A few people around were watching the fun. When they saw the child eating so sweetly, they quickly surrounded the boy and went out for a moment to hold the lotus leaves.

Looking at the sky, the sun was already setting in the west. I remember that Boss Xue once said that there was a horse shop in the west market where everyone bought glutinous rice lotus roots.

Zhou Heng looked at the shops on the street and sighed slightly, "If you can't find the shop, let's put it on first."

Let’s take a look at the sales of glutinous rice lotus roots first, after all, this daily income is very considerable.

After walking a few hundred meters to the north, there were more and more people. Zhou Heng could not find the road to the west city for a while.

I looked up and looked around. Before I knew it, I actually walked to Xinglin Medical Center and sighed. I decided to come here and ask, how to go to Xishi.

Zhou Heng walked to the clinic and was about to step in.

I saw Erlin limping and holding a fat old man in brocade, walking in, standing in the hall with a turtle aura.

He brows were clustered and glanced around.

"I said what about your shopkeeper? You can't pay the bill with a shop. It's written in black and white. Why do you want to pay back the bill or break your promise? Do you want to take it if our plum garden is a soft persimmon? "

Zhou Heng was stunned. Hearing this, the shopkeeper seemed to have borrowed money from the fat old man, but the fat old man was under the banner of Meiyuan and wanted to buy a house.

At this moment, behind Erlin, seven or eight strong men with shaking their heads and tails followed, went into the clinic with their arms crossed. Those who were taking medicine and seeing doctors were thrown out.

Dr. Ma was also taken out. A guy covered Wu Qing's eyes and kept humming, and Manager Huang looked angry.

"How can you hit someone? I'll pay back the money. Desheng will come to get two hundred and thirty taels of silver notes!"

Erlin laughed, bowed to the fat man, then shook a account book in his hand, constantly tapping in his palm, and walked to Manager Huang calmly.

He licked his fingers, twisted the account book and turned to a creased page, raised it up to look at Manager Huang and the people watching outside.
Chapter completed!