This is good, better than spending money to avoid disaster. "Blood test?" he said, "Do you think I'm afraid?" "Okay, then prepare some bowls." Li Qingcha's eyes first fell on Lin Shoubei. Seeing that Lin Shoubei looked away, he looked at Gong Lianxue again, "Go get two bowls of water." Gong Lianxue: ... The girl didn't move. Li Qingcha mouthed, "Trust me." Afterwards, he muttered a few more words. Gong Lianxue was stunned, and left doubtfully. Not long after, she returned with a bowl and some cold water. When the tax collector saw that the girl brought him cold water, his eyes lit up. He suppressed his excitement and said nothing.
Li Qingcha said: "The deceased has already developed corpse spots, and the blood in the body has already coagulated. Dissolving the blood is already difficult. If the blood on the tea leaves is not his, it is absolutely impossible to dissolve it." The tax collector said, "It's not impossible. Maybe I'm just lucky." This thing is laying an ambush for subsequent repeated experiments. Li Qingcha looked at the fire in the cave, but did not refute. She personally cut open the corpse's right index finger, and the blood vessels and tendons inside were slightly blue. It is indeed difficult to draw blood in this way. After a long struggle, blood was left in the bowl. After that, it is time to process the tea leaves. The blood stains on the tea leaves were also difficult to remove, and after much effort, there were blood stains in each of the two bowls. Li Qingcha said: "Everyone, watch carefully." Then, she poured a drop of blood along the wall of the bowl into another bowl. So, in full view of everyone, the two drops of blood mixed. The tax collector was shocked. It is common sense that blood from blood relatives must match, but in the cold winter, placing the container on ice and snow and then doing the blood identification experiment, even the closest relatives will not match. This is also the reason why the tax collector felt relieved when he saw Gong Lianxue using cold water. But now... He looked around, stare-- Everyone's eyes fell on him like knives.
The tax collector yelled, "This is just luck. If next time... humph... I don't believe it. I want to repeat the experiment." Li Qingcha bowed, "of course." “I want to do it myself.” "up to you." So the tax collector found a bowl and some water and tried it himself. Unfortunately…… Once, twice, three times, four times... Almost all the blood stains on the tea leaves in the box were removed, but there was still no change. Lin Shoubei standing by was stunned. If you do this experiment three times, there will be 80% chance that something will go wrong. Either the blood of relatives will not mix, or the blood of unrelated people will mix. Now what's going on? Could it be that God really has opened his eyes? Guard Lin slowly held down the knife at his waist, winked at several soldiers beside him, and surrounded the tax collectors. Chapter 119 Get out! Add more. ￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥ Time passed by minute by minute, At the dock, more and more people gathered around, watching the tax collector doing his useless work again and again, which reinforced everyone's impression that he was hiding the body in a box. Li Qingcha let out a long sigh. It seems that the bet was right. If the tax collector did anything wrong, it was that he trusted science too much. Based on his experience, the tax collector firmly believed that the blood identification experiment was not reproducible, so he plunged into the pocket formation set up by Li Qingcha, fell into a blind spot in thinking, and continued to experiment. In fact, he only needed to say nothing and do nothing, and go to the county government office to beat the drum and complain. There is a saying that goes: "If the people do not report it, the officials will not investigate it." When the time comes, we can just spend money to withdraw the case. But human nature is greedy, and the tax collector thought he could settle the matter without spending any money, but ended up risking his life. No one can defend him now.
After all, the experiment of identifying people by dropping blood cannot be replicated, but it has become replicable in your case. Isn't this destiny? Li Qingcha said: "Okay, it's almost done." She pointed to the box. The tea leaves inside are almost used up. The tax collector looked incredulous: "Impossible... Impossible... This is impossible..." Lin Shoubei kicked him and looked at him like he was mentally retarded. "Explain clearly." "..." "Go ahead, everyone at the scene has been watching for so long, you must want to know why you killed someone. Besides, I want to know too, but now that you have been sent to the government office, this matter is no longer my responsibility, and I won't be able to hear about the follow-up." Everyone nodded. Everyone has the tendency to gossip. The tax collector's face was as gloomy as a dead person, even uglier than a dead person. He lowered his head and remained silent. Lin Shoubei kicked the tax collector on the right cheek, causing his mouth to be filled with blood and half of his tooth to be broken off. The tax collector raised his head and stared at Li Qingcha fiercely. Li Qingcha looked at him with sharp eyes. "..." "..." After an unknown amount of time, the tax collector finally said vaguely, "Isn't it because that idiot is so stingy that he doesn't even want to give us five catties of tea?" Saying this is tantamount to confessing. Li Qingcha let out a long sigh. It was in public, there was no room for change of confession, and the matter was resolved. The tax collector said, "In fact, I don't know whether I strangled him to death or whether he was killed by hitting his head against a rock. I didn't expect him to be so weak. I didn't even use any force and he just fell straight down." Lin Shoubei said unhappily, "You are so fat that you think you are not using any strength, but you don't know that in special circumstances, your arm strength should be considered in combination with your weight." "Damn it, it's my wife's fault. I've been saying that I can't even breathe evenly lately, but she still feeds me delicious food every day. Does she want to kill me?" “Who knows~” "What?" "She may have a lover and wants to eat you to death."
A green hat was put on him. The tax collector's eyes went dark and he almost fainted on the spot. Lin Shoubei rolled his eyes and asked again, "We just speculated that when you hid the body in the box, the body's calves were exposed. Even the lid of the box could not cover it. Aren't you afraid of being discovered?" The tax collector snorted in annoyance: "Don't worry, I'll cover it with a cloth so that others can't see it." "The risk is too great." "It's a big risk, but if I hide his entire body in there, wouldn't that mean I have to move some tea leaves out? It's such a waste." "..." Guard Lin was speechless. Xiang Nan on the side clenched his fists. Brother Li was right. In the eyes of the tax collectors, whether the mud-legged people of the Tie Pai Gang were considered "human beings" was indeed a different matter. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the tax collectors were so rampant. The girl couldn't help but think of the conversation between Li Qingcha and Gong Lianxue. This silence is truly terrifying. Suddenly, Xiang Nan's momentum surged, and he stood there like a sword drawn from its sheath, extremely sharp. Gong Lianxue was the first to notice it, and she moved her eyes over, then shook her head slightly, signaling Xiang Nan not to do anything unnecessary. Xiang Nan took several deep breaths before he gradually calmed down. She snorted coldly, turned and walked out of the crowd, out of sight, out of mind. Li Qingcha saw this and couldn't help but feel emotional. The sword is used to fight against injustice... How can it be that easy? During the following period, the tax collector told the story of his crime in detail, from accidentally killing someone to dumping the body in Tuziba, and then continuing to work after calming down. Everyone was angry when they heard this. This guy just killed someone because of tax collection, and now he is still as harsh as ever when he comes to the dock. It can be seen that Fuchi’s death would not affect him at all. Even more exasperating, "You know, if an official beats a prisoner to death, he will only be caned 100 times." The tax collector said to Li Qingcha, "That idiot didn't pay taxes first, and I accidentally killed him, but it's not a capital crime." This immediately ignited the anger of the crowd. "Fuck you!" "I'll fuck you to death!"
"Kill him! Kill him!" …… The ones who were angry were the businessmen, while the members of the Tiepai Gang did not react much. Li Qingcha said, "Do you think I haven't read the Daxia Code? Do you understand what 'the one who intentionally kills shall be hanged' means? You failed to extort money, so you decided to kill someone, but you will be hanged." "it is good!" A bunch of people responded.