Holding the gold medal to the internal affairs mortgage charcoal, how dare those eunuchs really pick it up, kneeling and kowtowing to be so frightened that they were shaking the chaff. шщш.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast. If you want to say that the internal guards who are 'mixed' with Qin Yan are all full of bad water.

has a straight face and no 'selfishness', but in fact, all kinds of nonsense scares this group of minions who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard. Then pick the best one and leave arrogantly with the looted booty.

As long as the charcoal stove mattress is warm, Qin Yan will bring it to Ji Xiamo, and they will all prepare it for him according to his Meiyuan standards. The room like an ice cellar gradually warmed up, and seeing Ji Xiamo's expression return to normal, Qin Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

After a simple meal, Ji Xiamo followed Qin Yan to the morgue. The secluded and desolate courtyard, surrounded by dead branches and leaves, is unprovoked with a 'gloomy' chill.

Ji Xia Mo stared at the courtyard, the evil qi around him looked extremely depressing, if ordinary people were exposed to the 'yin' qi for a long time and invaded the body, I was afraid that it would hurt the 'life'.

"This is where anyone used to live." Ji Xiamo asked Qin Yan beside him.

Qin Yan was asking the internal guard to open the room, and when he heard Ji Xiamo's inquiry, he thought for a moment and said, "It used to be the courtyard where the palace 'women' lived, and it is said that later the plague spread in the palace, and the palace 'women' and eunuchs who were infected with the plague were imprisoned here. ”

"It seems like they all died in the end, and then this place was deserted. Now there are people in the palace who have made mistakes and been killed, and they will be stored here before they are transported out of the palace for burial. ”

Ji Xia Mo paced twice in place, pity flashing in his eyes. Countless unjust souls in the deep palace are buried here, no wonder the evil aura is so strong.

The talisman burned between his fingers, and Ji Xia Mo closed his eyes to surpass these souls. The talisman burned out, Ji Xia Mo opened his eyes and looked at the golden 'color' fragments that dissipated around him, and sighed in a low voice, "May the suffering in the next life end." ’

Fang Lin Jun and Chu Lingyu, who had traveled with Ji Xiamo's rivers and lakes, vaguely guessed something, looked at the desolate surroundings and paused, and waited for Ji Xiamo to flick off the ashes of the burned talisman between his fingers, and then continued to follow.

"Xia Mo, the Imperial City has passed on your strange art of cultivating the Qi 'Gate' Dunjia, do you really want to be a god stick?" Qin Yan smiled and squeezed his eyebrows with Ji Xiamo.

An indifferent smile appeared on the corner of Ji Xiamo's mouth, and he walked towards the house after missing Qin Yan. "Let's go."

Ordered the inner guard to wait outside the house, Qin Yan followed Ji Xiamo into the house. As soon as I lifted my foot and entered the 'door', I smelled a pungent fishy smell, like the disgusting smell of rotting 'meat' maggots.

"The corpses are kept here all year round, and the smell is inevitably heavier." Qin Yan rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly.

Jin Wuji frowned and glanced at Qin Yan, took out the incensed silk and handed it to Ji Xiamo, although Ji Xiamo was used to the smell of rotting corpses, he did not refuse Jin Wuji's kindness.

In front of the silk to cover the nose, the light fragrance of osmanthus 'flowers' permeated the sense of smell, isolating the smell of rotting corpses in the house. Ji Xiamo remembered the case of Panfu's extermination of the 'door', Qin Yan's embarrassment during the autopsy, and asked with a smile, "Do you need to avoid it?" ”

Seeing the teasing in Ji Xiamo's eyes, the corners of Qin Yan's mouth twitched a little. "I'm the Commander now."

Ji Xiamo entered the house with a smile, Chu Lingyu and Fang Lin Jun showed doubts and confusion on their faces, and they couldn't understand why Ji Xiamo was suddenly so happy.

In the empty morgue, the old 'bed' board is displayed, and the dark yellow old wood ink is 'colored', which is the traces left by the blood accumulated over the years and seeping into the wood.

Ji Xiamo walked to the only corpse in the corner of the house, handed the silk back to Jin Wuji, and reached out to lift the covering cloth of the corpse.

The deceased was still a very young girl, thin and petite, but also quite delicate. Ji Xia Mo brushed the deceased's hair and bent down to look at the fatal wound in the deceased's throat.

Ji Xiamo carefully examined the body of the deceased, and his serious expression surprised both Chu Lingyun and Fang Lin Jun, they had never seen such a Ji Xiamo.

If you want to say that Chu Lingyu and Fang Lin Jun have the biggest feeling about Ji Xiamo, that is the cheapness, as if everything is like an inconsequential game in his eyes.

Looking at Ji Xiamo with a serious expression and sharp eyes in front of them, they suddenly remembered those comments about Ji Xiamo. The eldest son of the Imperial City Ji is exquisite, resourceful, and a wise man.

"The fatal wound is only the neck, directly cut the throat and die, and then throw the corpse into the lotus pool." Ji Xia Mo looked at the deceased and came to a conclusion.

"There are minor injuries on the body, some are old marks and some are new injuries recently, and they should be bullied often." Ji Xiamo pulled up the sleeves of the deceased's shirt and 'exposed' his terrifying arms. Although the deceased had been dead for several days, there were still marks of 'pumping' and scalding and sharp blade cuts on his arms.

Qin Yan frowned: "The concubines in the palace teach the slaves under them a common thing. ”

"Are you sure it's a lesson?" Fang Lin Jun looked disgusted. "It's torture."

Ji Xiamo's hand fell on the collar in front of the deceased's chest, and he looked at Jin Wuji with a sideways face and said, "Do you mind if I untie my clothes for an autopsy?" ”

"Mind." The two cold words made Ji Xiamo retract his hand, and Jin Wuji glanced at the deceased's chest, feeling that the position that had just been touched by Ji Xiamo was very eye-catching.

"There was no mud in his mouth or nose, and it is presumed that he fell to the ground after his throat was cut, and the murderer took something from the deceased during his death." Ji Xia Mo raised the deceased's hand and let Qin Yan look at the deceased's scratched fingers.

"The lips and complexion are normal, and there is no foul smell in the mouth, so it is temporarily concluded that there is no poisoning." Ji Xia Mo put down the deceased's hand, stared at it for a moment, and suddenly squatted down and brought his face closer.

Ji Xiamo held on to the 'bed' board and stared at it for a while, carefully broke the deceased's fingers, and took out the blood-stained silk thread from the deceased's nails.

The threads were so short and soaked with blood that they couldn't make out any of them. Ji Xia Mo held the deceased's hand and looked through it carefully, and then found a rag the size of a fingernail between the cuffs.

Ji Xia Mo pinched up the rags, looked at the light outside the window, and whispered to himself, "This material doesn't look like the clothes of the deceased." ”

"Brother Jin." Ji Xiamo called Jin Wuji, Jin Wuji quickly took out the cut oiled paper bag and handed it to Ji Xiamo, Ji Xiamo put the rags into the bag, got up and handed it to Qin Yan, "Find the source of this cloth, don't tell anyone." ”

"Okay, I'll do it myself." Qin Yan put away the oiled paper bag and nodded in reassurance.

Ji Xiamo looked at the deceased for a moment, then turned around and walked out of the house, "Let the deceased be buried in the ground." ”

Qin Yan chased Ji Xiamo out of the house, and called the internal guard to bring hot water to wash Ji Xiamo's hands. "Where next?"

"Go to the scene of the crime." Taking the silk handed by Jin Wuji and wiping his hands, Ji Xia Mo groaned.

"Xiao Mo, can your body hold it?" Fang Lin Jun frowned.

"I'm fine." Ji Xiamo 'revealed' a gentle smile. "Solve the case as soon as possible, the emperor can 'hand' over to the generation, and we can leave as soon as possible."

Jin Wuji held Ji Xiamo's shoulder, and his cold eyes were 'exposed' with worry, "If it's uncomfortable, tell me." ”

"I'm really fine." Ji Xia Mo looked helpless, it seems that his delicate image is stereotyped. "I'm sure I'll pay attention." I'd like to spend a few more years with you.

Qin Yan led the way and followed Ji Xia Mo to the Imperial 'Flower' Garden, the Imperial 'Flower' Garden had just died, and Qin Yan circled the lotus pond and forbade it to approach, so the Imperial 'Flower' Garden seemed relatively deserted.

Ji Xia Mo paced beside the lotus pond, and the blood stains on the ground had disappeared with the melting snow, and all traces were buried.

Ji Xia Mo changed positions around the lotus pond, his eyes scanning the surroundings, simulating the scene of imagining the deceased being killed.

"Has the murder weapon been found?" Ji Xia Mo asked Qin Yan beside him.

"Not yet."

"The murderer attacked from behind and cut the throat of the deceased, apparently a premeditated assassination that had been lurking here for a long time." Ji Xiamo methodically analyzed the scene of the deceased being killed. "The murder weapon is prepared in advance, can be easily carried and easy to hide, and the possibility of a dagger is very 'sexual'."

"Maybe the murderer took it away and destroyed it." Chu Lingyun guessed.

"I don't think so." Ji Xia Mo shook his head. "It is forbidden to carry weapons in the palace except for the internal guards, and the rooms of the 'women' of the eunuch palace are often searched in the harem."

"There is the blood of the deceased on the murder weapon, and all the internal guards are dispatched to patrol during the New Year's banquet, if the murder weapon is carried with you, the strong smell of blood cannot escape the internal guards' sense of smell at all."

Ji Xia Mo pondered for a moment, then turned around and instructed Qin Yan, "If you let the internal guards search the surroundings carefully, you will definitely be able to find the murder weapon." ”

"And in the lotus pond." Ji Xia Mo pointed to the frozen lotus pond. "Focus on looking."

Qin Yan looked at the lotus pond and hesitated a little, "The lotus pond is so big and frozen, if you look for it, it will be very difficult." ”

"Then I'll jump in and find it." Ji Xiamo was about to untie his cloak as he spoke.

Jin Wuji grabbed Ji Xiamo's shoulders and pulled the person back, his dark pupils filled with anger. Qin Yan was also frightened, and blocked Ji Xiamo and waved his hand repeatedly, "I'm sure I can find it, don't jump." ”

Ji Xia Mo was already weak, if he jumped into this ice lake, it was estimated that he would not survive tonight. If Ji Xiamo dies, Ji Ye wants to 'get' him to death, and he will have to judge himself.

Looking at Qin Yan's eager appearance, Ji Xia Mo pursed his lips and laughed, letting go of the hand that was about to untie the cloak. "Is there a magnet in the palace?"

"I can find it, but not much." Qin Yan didn't know why Ji Xia Mo asked like this, so he could only nod ignorantly.

"Collect the magnets and put them in a net bag and pull them with a rope and put them into the lake." Ji Xia Mo said.

"The murder weapon is iron, and if it comes into contact with the magnet, it will definitely be sucked in." Fang Lin Jun stroked his palm, and instantly understood what Ji Xia Mo meant.

"It's still Xiao Lin who is smart." Ji Xia Mo smiled and nodded.

"Since you have a way, you still have to jump into the lake, it scares me to death." Qin Yan glared and complained.

After Qin Yan gave orders, Ji Xiamo looked up and saw that the sky was getting darker, and then turned to look at Fang Lin Jun and Chu Lingyu. "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Fang Lin Jun thought for a long time, grinned and said, "You made a good hot pot when you left the Nine 'Gates', so let's eat it tonight." ”

"Do you want to eat, I want it too." Qin Yan 'interjected'.

"You can't eat spicy." Jin Wuji said to Ji Xiamo.

"Then don't eat spicy, make it lighter, and whoever wants to eat spicy food should adjust it and put it in the bowl." The cold weather is just right for hot pot.

After discussing the night's meal, Ji Xiamo instructed Qin Yan again, "Sort out all the materials of the deceased from entering the palace and bring them to me, I will watch them closely." ”

"I've been ready for a long time, I'll have someone send it to you later."

"Okay." Ji Xiamo was also tired after a day of running 'waves', afraid that his body would not be able to support it and fall ill again, Ji Xiamo called Jin Wuji to prepare to go back. "Let's go."

"Tired?"

"Sort of, a little hungry." Ji Xia Mo smiled. "It's been a long time since I've run like this."

"I'll eat later, I'll make you some ginger tea first."

"Hmm." q