Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

In the cell of the detention center, Liu Yanzhi paced back and forth, while Lu Hui was playing with the teacup without drinking it.

"What did Zhang Jingwei say?" Liu Yanzhi asked the yamen runner who had just returned from reporting the news.

"Young Master Zhang and the others are already on their way, but... Shopkeeper Zhu fainted on the spot after hearing about this. Young Master Zhang and the others need to send the patient to the clinic first, so they will probably be delayed for a moment."

Captain Yang and the coroner performed an autopsy in the cell.

Captain Yang first looked at the pastry crumbs on the ground, and then looked at Zhu Banshan's body.

The coroner pinched Zhu Banshan's mouth, trying to see if there was any residue inside. The mouth was filled with a very pungent smell, forcing him to cover his mouth and nose with one hand while operating with the other.

There was some vomit left in his mouth, and some foam at the corners of his mouth. Looking at the purple cheeks and lips of the corpse, it was undoubtedly poisoned.

Looking around the cell, someone must have cleaned up the vomit and signs of struggle.

Before he died of poisoning, Zhu Banshan had struggled. The fabric on his thighs had been torn off, and there were several hideous scratches on his chest.

He walked out of the cell and reported everything to Liu Yanzhi.

Liu Yanzhi asked again, "Has anyone seen Wang Huang come in?"

Captain Yang responded, "According to the brothers in Shangmao, both Wang Huang and his brother were here, and they brought food with them."

Captain Yang also handed the "roll call book" to Liu Yanzhi.

"Shangmao" means that government officials go to work early, and punching in at work is called "dianmao". "Dianmao book" is the punching record.

Liu Yanzhi looked at the attendance book, then glanced at the prefect, and simply slammed the book on the table. The prefect was so scared that he trembled and almost dropped his teacup.

"Tsk, Yanzhi, the person is already dead. I have already sent people to keep an eye on Zhao Hao. There is no point in worrying." Lu Hui said helplessly.

"What about the banker? Why do I feel like the banker's plan is so big that it will burst the sky!" Liu Yanzhi shouted with an anxious look on his face.

Lu Hui replied calmly, "I've already notified Captain Wang of the garrison, but haven't received a response yet. Why are you so anxious? The informant hasn't received any news yet."

In fact, he had gathered a group of trusted confidants as spies last night to go and gather information about Yaozhuang and Tongpan.

"...Don't just wait here and go urge Zhang Jingwei!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jingwei and others rushed in hurriedly.

"Teacher, I'm here!" Zhang Jingwei was panting, but still spoke in an orderly manner.

"Greetings, Your Excellency the Prefect." Zhang Jingwei saluted the Prefect.

There were several blood marks on Zhang Jingwei's face and his clothes were torn to shreds. He must have been blamed by the eldest sister of the Zhu family.

Liu Yanzhi hurriedly helped him up and pointed at the body in the cell and said, "Look, your clue, Zhu Banshan!!"

Zhang Jingwei looked at Zhu Banshan's body, frowning. He turned to Inspector Yang and asked, "Have you found out the cause of death?"

Captain Yang bowed and replied, "The coroner has already checked. He died of poisoning."

"Poisoned?" A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Jingwei's eyes. "Have you found the source of the poison?"

Captain Yang shook his head. "There are no clues yet. However, according to the brothers in Shangmao, the Wang Huang brothers came here this morning and brought food."

As soon as Zhang Jingwei entered the cell, he smelled a pungent odor, but it was a smell he was all too familiar with...

He pinched his nose and mumbled incoherently, "Oh my god, why did he drink pesticide? How did he manage to drink it?"

He recalled that it was a methyl ester, the main ingredient in paraquat.

The reason why he came into contact with this type of drug was that he used this inert ingredient as an auxiliary material to transition some energy components in his work.

He recalled that the factory had been operating for 20 years and had only had one accident, and that it was Master Li who intervened in time to save lives.

He also asked Master Li at that time.

"Master, how did you save people at that time?"

"Luckily, he drank a lot of soy milk earlier in the day. He vomited a lot after being poisoned. When we found him, his face was purple."

"Will your face turn purple after being poisoned?"

"No, I choked on my vomit. It's easy to suffocate when you're in shock."

"Artificial respiration?"

"Hey, pour another bucket of muddy water to neutralize the poison in the auxiliary materials. This guy will be brought back."

He couldn't help but admire Master Li so much at that time.

……

He was suddenly startled, as if he thought of something.

Pulling the coroner beside him, he quickly asked, "Did he eat anything?"

The coroner asked, "What kind of pastry should it be?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the remaining mung bean cakes on the ground.

Zhang Jingwei's gloomy face suddenly brightened with joy: "Nice! Although I don't know why this thing exists in this era, it's definitely impossible to have any sophisticated purification technology."

After hearing this shout, everyone around was stunned.

Is this an illness again?

Zhang Liu was filled with worry. After his young master came back to life, he became very abnormal. He started swearing, cutting his hair, and often saying things that were incomprehensible.

Mu Tou muttered to himself: I have to get used to it, I have to get used to it, he is my own young master, I have to spoil him.

Ignoring the gazes of others, Zhang Jingwei tore off a piece of cloth from Zhu Banshan's tattered clothes, wiped his mouth, picked out the residue in his mouth, and prepared to give him artificial respiration.

He took a step forward and knelt on Zhu Banshan, unbuttoning his shirt to expose his chest.

Zhang Liu hurried forward and grabbed Zhang Jingwei, shouting, "Young Master, you can't do this! Insulting a corpse will shorten your life!"

Zhang Jingwei pushed him away and said, "I'm saving him! From a scientific point of view, he's not dead yet."

The governor scoffed at this scene and said, "Hmph, from my point of view, you are crazy!"

"I can save him. I will definitely save him. Wood, go get a bucket of muddy water! Quick!"

Mu Tou nodded hurriedly and walked out of the detention center to look for a bucket and a hoe.

The coroner stroked his beard, nodded, then shook his head and said, "Well, yellow mud is the detoxification method, but the man is already dead. How can we pour yellow mud into him?"

Zhang Jingwei ignored the coroner's questions. He took a deep breath, blew it into Zhu Banshan's mouth, and pressed his chest repeatedly.

He counted in his mouth, and when he reached 20, he blew a breath and continued pressing.

It lasted about two minutes, and beads of sweat began to drip from his forehead.

Zhang Jingwei found that his bamboo-like body lacked physical strength and power.

Suddenly he looked up and stared at Captain Yang next to him.

"Come on, Captain Yang, come!"

Captain Yang pointed at his nose in surprise and said, "Ah? Me? ... I suddenly feel unwell. Maybe I've been a little overworked lately, so it's better not to."

"You press it, and I'll blow it."

Captain Yang looked at Liu Yanzhi, and Liu Yanzhi nodded, so he had no choice but to go ahead with it.

Zhang Jingwei instructed: "Don't use too much force, but don't use too little force either."

Captain Yang knelt on Zhu Banshan's back and nodded, saying, "I understand. I'll use some clever tricks!"

After saying that, he started pressing.

The frequency is still the same, Zhang Jingwei blows a breath every 20 presses.

This went on for who knows how many rounds. During the pressing process, Zhang Jingwei kept his ear close to Zhu Banshan's ears and nose, and finally he heard a breath.

He exclaimed ecstatically, "It works! It works! Keep going!"

Captain Yang was sweating profusely and his movements slowed down. Zhang Jingwei quickly pushed him away and continued pressing.

The coroner was surprised to find that the bruises on Zhu Banshan's face were gradually fading, so he reached out to his neck and found that his carotid artery was beating weakly.