Seeing that what Su Ziyu said was true, An Beiyue couldn't help but feel apprehensive in her heart, and opened her mouth to reprimand: "You say it, but it just proves that he didn't drown, and it can't prove that he didn't die at your hands!"

While continuing to examine the body, Su Ziyu spoke: "If you want to know who the murderer is, finding out the cause of death is the most important factor. ”

Lord Yin Zhao of Jingzhao Mansion nodded, agreeing with Su Ziyu's statement.

Just when An Beiyue wanted to open her mouth again, Su Ziyu stood on the murderer's head with both hands, paused slightly, and said, "Found it!"

Found it? Found something?

Lord Zhao and the servants came over curiously, and those bold princes also gathered around, and everyone was really curious.

Su Ziyu stretched out his hand, and without looking at it, he said, "Razor." ”

Su Ziyu didn't wait for the razor, looked at him in surprise, and asked: "If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, you don't even have a razor, what should you do?"

The corners of his mouth twitched, he didn't have it, but he couldn't bring a blade when he entered the palace.

As soon as he was about to open his mouth to explain, a dagger was handed to Su Ziyu.

The dagger scabbard is carved with dragons and phoenixes, jewels, and it is worth a lot at a glance, Su Ziyu looked at this good-looking scabbard and saw a disgusting face.

It turned out to be the second prince, Jun Mu Lan.

"Use this king's!" Jun Mulan's voice was humble and gentle, but Su Ziyu listened to a chill, what could be more disgusting than a hypocrite?

Su Ziyu replied coldly: "It's better not to defile the things of the second prince." ”

Su Ziyu got up and walked to the edge of the lotus pond, found a relatively sharp rock, and left Jun Mulan alone to withdraw the dagger with a sneering face.

Su Ziyu took the rock and returned to the corpse, his hands and feet neat, but rudely shaved off a piece of the corpse's hair.

After the hair was removed, everyone clearly saw that there was a red spot on the blue and white scalp.

After all, Lord Zhao is the Yin of Jingzhao Mansion, and he has seen many murders, and when he saw this red dot, he said, "This seems to be something pierced into it?"

Su Ziyu nodded and said, "That's right, this is a fatal injury." As soon as the words fell, Su Ziyu used the sharp stone to dig on the corpse's skull for a while, the merciless technique, the blurred picture of flesh and blood, and the scalps of everyone watching were numb.

Su Ziyu was also very helpless, she didn't have the equipment at hand, and if she wanted to take out the murder weapon, she could only be so disgusting.

After scraping off a layer of flesh on the scalp, Su Ziyu finally saw a small section of the needle exposed on the outside of the skull. Su Ziyu tried to pull it out, but he couldn't.

Su Ziyu had no choice but to turn his head to look at Tianqing, who was writing, his big eyes blinked, and Tianqing's heart was messed up.

Tianqing hurriedly got up and said, "Subordinate to help Miss." Tian Qing came to the corpse, twisted the tail of the needle, and pulled out the silver needle with a slight pull!

There was a sound of retching around him, and Su Ziyu turned a deaf ear, just signaled the silver needle to Lord Zhao: "My lord, this is the murder weapon." ”

Lord Zhao stretched out his head and looked at it carefully, and said, "This seems to be the silver needle used by the doctor for acupuncture, hmm...... It seems to have grown a little longer. ”

As soon as these words came out, An Beiyue suddenly said in surprise: "That's right, Su Ziyu, didn't you say that you are a doctor? Right now, the murder weapon is the silver needle that your doctor is used to, what else do you have to quibble? Heh, what else can I do with you, it turned out to be lifting a stone and hitting yourself in the foot, it's ridiculous!"