Recently, there has been a series of bloody cases in the capital, and around midnight, the torn corpses are strewn across the streets, making the screams pierce the dawn and make the arresters in the yamen exhausted.

"How many are these?"

Another corpse appeared on the street, this time on the road into the city, not to mention that there was a curfew at night, because of the continuous murders, everyone would return home early in the evening and not go out, what is the reason for a person to walk on a road into the city at night, and be dismembered not far from the city gate?

The gates will be closed at night!

"The fifth, right?"

In the teahouse, the people who spoke were a little unsure, at first, such a case was not let them know, only some well-informed people heard about it, O capital, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, it is inconceivable that there was a murder case, or this kind of cruel murder, every corpse is divided, and the scene of dismemberment guarantees that people who have seen it will vomit.

And the people who died, from the merchants, to the beggars, to the gentlemen, from the old to the young, and the young girls, the cruelty of the murderers was outrageous.

Especially the case that attracted their attention to the dismemberment of the body of a young girl, that young girl is Zeng Miaoke, the only daughter of the Silk Chamber of Commerce, Zeng Miaoke, with a delicate appearance and a slender figure, and she is not ranked first among the many famous ladies in the capital, but she is not unknown, after knowing her death, I don't know how many teenagers will sigh for it, and how many scholars will write poems and recite poems for it.

"Who is it this time?"

Someone whispered in private, this kind of continuous case is the latest breaking point, there will always be someone to sum it up, and some gossip is circulating.

After three cases in a row, well-informed people in the capital know to guard against this unknown fear, and ordinary people are even more frightened, this is not as good as those rangers who rob the rich and help the poor, but the people have nothing to lose, this murderer is too unpicky!

And, how did he do it?

The old beggar is easy to understand, the other party will always nest in some street corner hidden places, even at night, because there is no fixed place, it will be easier to start, even if they are killed on the street, no one pays attention.

The young trader is not so strange, the little trader, who knows what happened to be a late return, the merchant is very profitable, maybe he was lured out and killed by the murderer for some reason.

The young woman is not so surprising, no matter how rich Zeng is million, he is just a merchant, how many guards can there be in his house, and the boudoir that flower thieves can visit, there is no reason why a cruel murderer can't go and get people out and kill them.

I don't know how many obscene people still regret that the murderer didn't pity the fragrance and jade and then kill it.

And the gentlemen, the cockfighting lackeys, who knows when they will get drunk, and it is not surprising that the murderer will take advantage of it when he is drunk on the street.

"It seems that he is a petty official from out of town, and I don't know why he came, so it's really unlucky. ”

It just happened, and it is not an insider who can not get more information, but can only judge by the other party's clothing and official boots.

On the main road into the city, the trappers had already collected the corpses and prepared to put them in the nearby Yizhuang to wait for future investigations.

There were pieces of blood on the ground, and Wu Shiyan, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who was left, was personally inspecting the distribution of blood stains, trying to find out some similarities with the previous case.

"The knife is very fast, and it breaks bones. "He quickly checked the section and ensured that it was definitely cut with a knife, and it was able to cut off the belt meat, including the bones, with one knife, and the sharpness of the knife can be imagined.

Wu Shiyan looked at the bloodstains, he walked step by step from the local criminal magistrate to the position of Shaoqing, and the lower starting point than many adults made him even more able to lower his head to study the things left at the scene.

As many old men say, the dead do not lie.

But, there are too many confusing things about this case, do dead people really not lie?

"My lord," said the servant, after a general examination, leaned closer, and whispered, "like the previous corpse, it has been dead for more than a day." ”

Yes, dead for more than a day, not just last night, then, the question arises, who can move the corpse here, along with those hot human blood, as if it had just been spilled here yesterday?

Wu Shiyan bowed his head and did not say anything more about this, the pressure brought by this continuous case is already great enough, not only him, but also the people below are also working with their heads.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, Yu Shitai has been keeping an eye on this case, and he will play the inaction of Dali Temple at any time, as a newly promoted Dali Temple Shaoqing who has the most no foundation, Wu Shiyan's pressure is much greater than others, he knows that if this situation cannot be solved as soon as possible, he is the one who is most likely to lose his official position with the black pot.

is almost fifty, once he loses his official position, it will be difficult for him to start from scratch, and the family may not be able to settle in this capital.

"Clean up this place first, keep your mouth shut, and don't say more. Wu Shiyan commanded like this, but he also knew that among these people present would definitely pass some news outside, he still couldn't control it.

Sometimes, I can't help but complain about the murderer, why didn't he do it earlier? Earlier, he was not the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and he couldn't get in touch with this kind of thing, and later, maybe his position would be a little more stable, unlike this feeling that he might be kicked out at any time.

There are mostly small two-story buildings on both sides of the main road, and many rich children who are curious about this matter will look down on the second floor, and they are also concerned about this matter, because the panic brought by this murderer makes them dare not stay outside.

"These adults, I don't know if we can find the murderer sooner. ”

After looking at it for a while, Song Ruoshen, a young man with a face like a crown of jade, withdrew his gaze, he poured himself a glass of wine, and there were few chopsticks on the table of vegetarian dishes.

"Who knows? I still don't believe Feng Ji died like that. ”

Feng Ji is the son of the gentleman who died in the third case, his father is the concubine of Jin Xianghou, Feng Ji is also one of the grandchildren of Jin Xianghou, although he is not so close because of the identity of the concubine, but he is also considered a noble among these rich children, slightly superior.

On weekdays, most of them are like his eldest brother to play with them, and the death of such a person will inevitably make people feel a little sad and a little empathetic.

"Who is so bold, a martial arts master?" Xiahou Jue was also guessing that his family had a relative who was a general, and he was one of the pillars of the gang.

Li Jiong, who was relatively short and fat, sighed: "Anyway, I don't dare to go out alone now, so I have to bring two guards." ”

These young people are still rich in their families, and it is still possible to hire two or three guards, but the behavior of laughing and playing without taboos on weekdays is because of this incident, which has a lot of restraint, and there is a layer of shadow on the mood.

"Don't let me know who did it. Zhou Hui, who has a good relationship with Feng Ji, has been gambling like this, and it has been a few days since the incident, and his eyes can still see the anger of learning the news at that time.

The sound of pouring tea sounds, the clear water flow converges into a thin line, from high to down, like a waterfall pouring, the sound of the water is connected into a piece, the tea foam is stacked, such as the mountain snow, such as the sea of clouds, the small foam color is reflected in the colorful, the brilliance is magnificent.

Seeing this, some people were dissatisfied: "Liu Zi'an, you are calm and relaxed!

The young man known as Liu Zi'an is not very outstanding in the crowd, his body is as thin as a willow, his waist is narrow, his wide sleeves are stretched, like a white practice in the sky, showing a kind of purity, sitting by the window, but he is not infected by the bloody gas outside the window, and his expression is calm.

Zhou Hui glared at him, he just couldn't get used to seeing this person's appearance, he was just a little cowering, gathering people to accompany him, one more person is a lively meaning, and he doesn't care about his unpopularity, at this time, it's brilliant, is it time?

No one applauded his way of ordering tea, and most of them thought that this person was out of place.

"What else should I do?" Liu Zi'an was unmoved, and glanced down at the afterglow, and the conscientious and responsible Wu Shiyan came into view, the other party had a sad face, looking at him like that, he knew that there was probably no hope for this case.

Indeed, it is not a case of human activity.

A sentence was asked silently in the private room, yes, what else should I do?

No matter how anxious they are, they are just ants on a hot pot, I don't know when the fire will burn on their bodies, what else can they do?

They don't have any power to get their hands on, they can't help Dali Temple investigate the case, they can't protect their own safety, but they can't wait for news, they always have to run and listen to those gossip, it seems that they can know when death is approaching, and they can feel at ease.

A party was not as lively as before, until it finally dispersed, everyone didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food, let alone drink, since the Feng Ji incident, everyone guessed that they had been drinking, and they didn't dare to drink outside, but they were afraid that they would be hacked by the murderer unknowingly.

Replacing wine with tea, in the end, there was no emotion, and after a few hasty lights, as Shaoqing and others from Dali Temple downstairs left, they also left.

Liu Zi'an's calmness was about the anger of the public, and finally he settled the account, and when he went out, everyone had already left, leaving only one of his servants, Shui Qing, waiting at the door, he was also afraid that something would happen, and looked upstairs from time to time, and saw Liu Zi'an's figure, which was a sigh of relief.

Looking at his shrunken head, Liu Zi'an knew what kind of person the original owner was, and what was hidden under his perennial paralyzed face was clearly a weak temperament, and it was rare that he hadn't been exposed for so many years, but his sense of existence was a little lower.

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