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"You audacious Lin Wuqing, why don't you kneel before me?" Xia Yeran said angrily, without even asking about the case.

"This is absolutely intentional!" Lin Ping cursed under his breath, but in the end he still obediently knelt on the ground.

He knew that Xia Yeran was doing it for his own good. After all, he was just an ordinary citizen, and if he insisted on not kneeling, he would easily be gossiped about.

He also had reasons not to kneel, such as invoking his disciple Liu Yong's name, but that would only cause more trouble, so he could only swallow his pride once.

Kneeling before the prefect is not shameful, since Xia Yeran did not intend to insult him.

"My lord, you must do justice for this woman!" Sun cried even more bitterly, her shrill voice bringing tears to one's eyes.

Xia Yeran waved his hand and struck the gavel again. Although he did not understand the ins and outs of the case, he believed that Lin Ping was innocent. How could someone with such medical skills kill a patient suffering from a cold?

Murder is even less likely; the deceased had no reason for Lin Ping to take action.

Xia Yeran was also in a dilemma, and with the constant pressure from the people of Dali Temple, she couldn't find a breakthrough for a while.

"Summon the coroner." Left with no other choice, Xia Yeran could only summon the coroner, hoping that Lin Ping could use this opportunity to defend himself.

Before long, a stern-faced old man walked into the main hall, followed by two servants, his expression quite arrogant.

This man is a famous coroner who has devoted his entire life to autopsies. He has solved numerous cases, both large and small. He had already retired to the second line of work, but today Xia Yeran personally invited him to come out of retirement.

Even so, Xia Yeran was still unsure. He didn't doubt the coroner's abilities, but he doubted the coroner's emotional intelligence. This person was an incorruptible and impartial individual who didn't listen to his opinions at all.

There's no way around it; people with extraordinary abilities are bound to be somewhat arrogant.

The coroner bent down and glanced at the deceased, already having a clue in mind.

Two servants immediately opened the wooden box and handed over various knives and scissors.

The deceased's face was ashen and his lips were cyanotic, obvious symptoms of poisoning. The coroner did not draw a conclusion based on this, but instead checked the body for any fatal injuries as usual.

After confirming there were no wounds, a silver needle was taken out and gently inserted into the deceased's throat. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the silver needle was pulled out of the throat, and the lower half of it had turned black.

"Reporting to the Prefect, this person had no fatal injuries, and the silver needle turned black after entering his throat, indicating death by poisoning." The coroner's expression remained stern, which was considered a definitive conclusion.

"Please, Your Honor, do justice for this humble woman!" Madam Sun cried again, clearly demanding that the Prefect make a decision immediately.

Xia Yeran indeed struck the gavel and shouted, "Lin Wuqing, do you know your crime?"

Now that both witnesses and physical evidence point to Lin Ping, if he doesn't defend himself, he will have no choice but to plead guilty and accept punishment.

"This humble citizen does not plead guilty!" Lin Ping replied, his hands on the ground, his face full of innocence.

Seeing his dramatic performance, Xia Yeran almost burst out laughing. Even if Lin Ping wanted to refute it, there might still be a chance for the case to turn around.

"With witnesses and physical evidence, how can you still deny it?" Xia Yeran deliberately raised her voice, determined to convince these bystanders.

"Your Excellency, I cannot agree with what you say. Tell me, who are the witnesses?" Lin Ping countered.

"I am a witness. Erniu ended up in this state because he took medicine from Xuanjitang," Sun said, sobbing and trying to elicit sympathy from others.

The onlookers outside the door were on Sun's side; she had no reason to frame Lin Ping, and it could be seen as a kind of mutual respect among the weak.

"Can the deceased's relatives be witnesses? Then I can find witnesses too." Lin Ping immediately retorted, "Da Ri, you tell me, did you see this person come to get medicine yesterday?"

Li Mingxuan shuddered and quickly knelt down in the hall, shouting, "This humble subject did not see the deceased yesterday! This Sun family is a scoundrel and has wronged my young master!"

Lin Ping gives full marks to his expression, actions, and words, and he's not afraid to let him get arrogant.

He wanted to be a bit exaggerated, to make everyone see that he was lying, and he even deliberately revealed his identity with Lin Ping.

That means we're close, so we have to protect him. You, Mrs. Sun, are the same; your words are not to be trusted.

Xia Yeran almost burst out laughing. She wondered where Lin Ping had found such a treasure—no, he must have personally trained it.

“That’s right, the Sun family can’t be considered witnesses.” Xia Yeran finally became serious, clearly intending to protect Lin Ping.

Seeing this situation, the Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review was about to lose his temper. Is this how you handle cases? It's obvious that they're turning black into white. How could it be false that Madam Sun and Erniu went to Xuanjitang to get medicine?

At this moment, it shouldn't be Sun proving that she went to Xuanji Hall, but Lin Ping proving that he hadn't seen her.

If neither party has reliable evidence, the victim will most likely be believed.

"Where is the physical evidence you mentioned earlier, sir?" Lin Ping asked, getting ahead of the Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review.

Xia Yeran's expression changed, thinking to herself: Isn't this courting death? I don't understand, I really don't understand.

"The evidence is right here!" A middle-aged man stormed into the lobby, his cold eyes suggesting he wanted to tear Lin Ping apart.

The man held a piece of bamboo paper containing many herbs and respectfully presented it to Xia Yeran.

"This is..." Xia Ye pretended not to understand.

"This is the poison that Xuanjitang prescribed for the deceased," the middle-aged man replied.

Xia Yeran handed the herbs to the coroner, who then took a new silver needle. After inserting it, the needle turned black again, leading to the conclusion that the medicine was poisonous.

"Who are you? How come the medicine prescribed by Xuanjitang for the patient is with you?" Lin Ping stared at the other party with cold eyes, but said nothing else.

"Hmph, I am a doctor from Yiyuantang. After the deceased was poisoned, Madam Sun specially brought this poison, hoping that Yiyuantang could save her husband's life. Unfortunately, Erniu was too deeply poisoned, and there was no cure." The middle-aged man said coldly, his fat face twitching incessantly.

After the other party identified himself, Lin Ping was amused. He even stood up, glanced coldly at everyone present, and said loudly to the coroner, "You've been in this profession for decades, yet you can't even tell whether someone has been poisoned or not."

"How dare you! How dare you, a mere brat, slander my reputation?" the coroner roared, never expecting to be questioned.

In everyone's eyes, Lin Ping was desperate and would bite anyone who came his way. How could the coroner Chu, who had been in the profession for forty years, not be able to tell that he had been poisoned?

Faced with widespread condemnation, Lin Ping remained calm and asked softly, "Then tell me why the silver needles turning black indicates poisoning?"

Before his transmigration, Lin Ping had watched many palace dramas, which included scenes of using silver needles to test for poison. He didn't quite believe it, so he conducted an experiment.

The results showed that silver needles would not turn black no matter what substance they were soaked in.

After consulting numerous sources, Lin Pingcai discovered the reason behind it. The substance that turned the silver needles black was not poison, but sulfur.

In ancient times, poison almost always referred to arsenic. Due to the purification technology, arsenic often contained sulfur, which is why silver needles turned black.

These principles, of course, cannot be explained; this inquiry is merely to confirm one thing.

"Hmph, ignorant child. Mr. Song's 'Collected Cases of Injustice Rectified' clearly states that if a silver needle turns black when inserted into the throat, it indicates poisoning," Coroner Chu replied with a cold laugh, awaiting Lin Ping's punishment.