"But who killed Mrs. Ji?"

It's time to show the real know-how!

Du Jing was waiting for someone to ask this question, and he was just about to walk up to Mrs. Ji's body and say his opinion.

But the sullen man who was in a hurry to ask questions pouted and said, "Who would kill a civilian? Everyone is a monk, and if a civilian is killed, how can they not dare to admit it? And who has a reason not to admit it?"

After that, he turned his gaze and questions to the monks.

Du Jing found that this sullen man in a hurry was really strong enough, this was on other people's territory, and the strength of the monks of Nanchun Temple was generally higher than them, but he really dared to spearhead these monks of Nanchun Temple.

However, Du Jing knew that he was not thinking that his strength was outstanding, it was entirely because these monks were not inconspicuous, and they were humble and had a good temper, which gave him an illusion.

This is the so-called being good and being deceived by others.

Yao Bao's eyes widened on the side, and he said abruptly: "Yes! Abbot Xuanfang eats fasting and recites Buddha in the temple all day long, and abides by the precepts, and there is naturally a precept to kill in this precept, so if they kill someone, they dare not admit it."

Moreover, this Mrs. Ji has repeatedly done this kind of pickled thing in the holy land of Buddhism, which has disturbed the practice of Buddhism, and may also cause the succubus to move, so she thought about cutting the grass and killing Mrs. Ji, but she didn't want this corpse to give the succubus a chance to take away, it was really a cocoon!"

This Yao Bao's analysis was reasonable and well-founded, so that Du Jing couldn't help but look up to him a few points, just a few words had already deduced the matter seamlessly, making it impossible to find the loopholes.

Those young monks of the Yizi generation were furious after listening to this analysis and explanation, especially that Yizhi was ready to step forward to clean up this Yao Bao, so that he knew that he could eat indiscriminately and not talk nonsense.

As soon as this Yizhi took two steps forward, he was dragged back by the abbot of Xuanfang, and the abbot of Xuanfang said: "In this matter, those who are clear are self-turbid, and the monks do not speak, and it is the poor monk who does it to admit it, and if it is not done by the old man, it will not be admitted anyway."

I hope that you will leave quickly after dawn, and this temple will no longer welcome people who do not respect the Buddha!"

Naji seemed to be instigated by the threats of those monks, so he knelt down in front of the abbot of Xuanfang, hugged the thighs of the abbot of Xuanfang with his legs, and said bitterly: "Okay, you flower monk, you rape and kill my wife, and you still want to drive me away, I won't leave if I don't leave, you have the ability to kill me together!

Du Jing looked at a drama and couldn't help but be happy, he had seen a lot of this scene in his later life, especially some villager shrews, seeing that the other party was reasonable and didn't want to be fearless entangled, he just wanted to make a fuss, and it was nothing more than wanting to ask for more compensation.

It is estimated that there are a lot of magic weapons in this Nanchun Temple, and you want to ask for one or two?

Du Jing slowly walked in front of the abbot of Xuanfang, lifted Ji Yuanwai from the ground, and asked, "Ji Yuanwai, are you now sure that your wife died at the hands of Master Xuanfang?"

Ji Yuanwai glanced back at the monks, nodded again and again, and before he could speak, Du Jing shouted angrily: "What do you see? Are you the husband of the deceased, or are they the two of you? Did you hire two dart guards, or did you hire two men for your daughter-in-law?"

Ji Yuanwai's face was blue and red for a while, and he lowered his head and said, "I don't know, but I just think what Master Yao Bao said is very reasonable." ”

Du Jing nodded and said: "There is some truth, but sometimes imagination and speculation can't solve any problems, if you want to know who killed your wife, then you can only let your wife Mrs. Ji tell us personally." ”

In the middle of the night, there was another incident just now, and Du Jing said that they were all trembling.

"You still conjure spirits?" asked Yao Bao curiously.

Du Jing smiled and pointed to Mrs. Ji's corpse, and said, "It's not enough to summon spirits, just let the corpse tell us some details, such as the time of death and the cause of death." ”

"Can you still see this?

Everyone's eyes were focused on Du Jing's body, they had never heard of a corpse before and could tell how it died.

However, before the autopsy, Du Jing still had to inform the family, which was a necessary procedure.

"Ji Yuanwai, would you like me to perform an autopsy on your wife to determine the cause and time of her death?"

Naji Yuanwai turned his head again and looked at the two loose cultivators.

Du Jing immediately shouted again: "You are a family member! You come to tell me the answer!"

This Ji Yuanwai immediately trembled, in fact, he was really panicked, although there are many casual cultivators who go south and north to do business and trade on weekdays, but he really has never encountered this situation, especially since everyone is a monk and only he is a commoner.

In this case, he instinctively wanted to find the backbone of the main body, and those two dart casual cultivators were the two monks he had the most contact with now, so he could only turn to those two casual cultivators for help.

Now the eyes of asking for help became helpless again, Ji Yuanwai sat on the ground, looked flustered and said at a loss: "I, I don't know, you are all big masters, you can do whatever you say, if you can really see how Humble Jing died, you can take a look?"

With Ji Yuanwai's words, Du Jing was relieved, and this could be regarded as a notification to the family.

Generally speaking, the police only routinely notify the family before conducting an autopsy, and whether the family is willing to do so as long as the circumstances of the case require it.

However, in the course of work, in order to avoid subsequent family troubles and troubles, Du Jing still had to seek the consent of the family members and told the family members about the payment of fees.

Du Jing arched his hand at Master Xuanfang again and said, "Master, can you borrow the treasure temple to perform an autopsy?"

"Donor, please move to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, you determine the cause of death, and I will wait for a few people to surpass this poor woman. After Master Xuanfang walked to the corpse and sang a Buddha horn, he gathered a few disciples to carry the corpse lying on the ground to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Master Xuanfang and several disciples also knew that Du Jing was solving the case for them, so they didn't resist, but they were a little puzzled, could they really judge the time of death and the cause of death through the corpse?

"Master, do you think that Du Shi really knows how to perform an autopsy? I heard that it is a kind of common man called a common man, how can an ordinary monk learn such a pickled thing?"

Master Xuanfang sang a Buddha horn and said: "Amitabha, Buddha Yun all living beings are equal, not only all living beings are equal, but all professions are also equal, I can't feel superior to those civilians because I am cultivating, nor can I feel inferior because some professions are pickled and disgusting, you should think, you are in the picture." ”

"Yes, the poor monk knows. ”

At this time, there were naturally other people who were skeptical of Du Jing, firstly, they did not believe that such a thing could happen, and secondly, they did not believe that a monk would be willing to touch such a disgusting matter.

Especially the loose cultivation of the two darts, which pulled Du Jing aside.

One of them, Zhou Shang, pulled Du Jing aside and asked softly, "Brother Du, do you really know how to do this?"

Du Jing nodded and did not speak.

At this time, when you come to find yourself, there must be some cats.

"In fact, it is not a matter to be able to tell the time of death and the cause of death, you can tell who killed the person who is considered a real skill!"

Oh, if he is a murderer, then what does that mean that he is provoking himself?

Du Jing squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Shang carefully, trying to see a trace of his expression, but he didn't see anything.

Du Jing said: "If the time of death is determined, you can pick out who has the time to commit the crime at that time, and if the cause of death is determined, you can judge the modus operandi, and then find more evidence to find the real murderer!"

At this time, another Yan Guan also came over and said: "Yes! You have to see through these who killed the person, but well, a civilian dies and dies, and there is no need to care about this! The key is who kills the person in order to bring us greater benefits." ”

Du Jing frowned, he really didn't expect these two loose cultivators to have such an idea, it seems that just now he asked Ji Yuanwai to slander the abbot of Xuanfang, and he also had this idea.

It's really shameful that these guys want to make a fortune from the dead!

He didn't pay attention to these two casual cultivators, and continued to walk towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall, but those two people stopped Du Jing again and continued: "We are all casual cultivators, and the highest is only the period of gathering qi, even if we kill the people, which of the scattered cultivators will not kill a single person? Let alone civilians."

But these monks are different, if you think about the bowl just now, and the magic weapons they just struck, they are all amazing magic weapons! They are also powerful and profound, and they must have some background.

As long as we insist that it is these monks who kill, they want to save face so much, so they naturally want to give us people hush money, don't you think about it?"

It seemed that he was afraid of Du Jing and didn't know the current affairs, so Yan Guan said again: "Brother Du, if you can deduce that it was those monks who killed by looking at the corpses, we will share most of the final hush money with you!"

Zhou Shang also nodded and said: "That's right, I agree! But if you don't agree, there are still dozens of miles of mountain roads in Nanchun Temple, and we feel that we can still squeeze something out of you to compensate for our losses." ”

Looks like these two guys are really threatening themselves!

However, Du Jing never cared about these threats, he just glanced at the two of them contemptuously and smiled: "Just the two of you?"