On the second day, Lu Qinghuan asked Yingge to send a letter to Yang Bijun, asking her to come to Cui's mansion to make an appointment with her, so that Mrs. Cui should not stop her from going out.

Several people found a small mansion where Helan Xuanyi lived, and Lu Qinghuan looked at the three words "Helan Mansion" hanging on the mansion, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart

didn't think about it carefully, so he asked Yingge to come forward and knock on the door.

Soon, there was a sound of footsteps inside the door, and then Helan Xuanyi's figure appeared at the door, "Qinghuan? ”

Seeing Lu Qinghuan, he looked a little surprised, and took the door behind him with his hand.

"Helan, are you free?" Lu Qinghuan frowned, and his eyes fell on the door hidden behind Helan Xuanyi.

“…… Yes. After hesitating for a moment, Helan Xuanyi still nodded, "Is it necessary to conduct an autopsy?" ”

"Yes......"

"Who's out there? Shu Ming? A familiar voice sounded, and then the hidden door was opened, and King An Le appeared at the door, seeing Lu Qinghuan, a trace of an affectionate smile appeared on his face: "Who should I be, it turned out to be the cousin of Cui Mansion?" ”

Lu Qinghuan's face stiffened, and he saluted lightly: "I've seen King Anle." ”

"No courtesy, no courtesy!" King An Le laughed, swept over a few people with flattering eyes, and patted Helan Xuanyi's shoulder affectionately: "The lady is looking for you, you can go quickly, this king is waiting for you to come back!" Ha ha! ”

Helan Xuanyi's face flashed with a hint of embarrassment, and when King An Le entered the house, he said to Lu Qinghuan: "Wait a minute, I'll go and prepare." ”

"Hmm."

Although full of doubts, Lu Qinghuan also knew that this was not the time to ask. Take advantage of the time when Helan Xuanyi went in to get the toolbox. Lu Qinghuan pulled Yingge and whispered, "Do you know?" ”

"Know what? Do you know that Helan Langjun has become the guest of King Anle? Yingge's words were very cold, and she didn't know that she was dissatisfied with what happened between Lu Qinghuan and Pei Yuan yesterday. Or at this moment, because of the hostility of King Anle.

Regarding this news, Lu Qinghuan almost suspected that there was something wrong with her ears, because she remembered that Pei Yuan said that Helan Xuanyi's clan died tragically because of King Anle's obstruction, why would he be mixed with people who had a blood feud with him now?

Could it be that it is for revenge?

Helan Xuanyi quickly walked out. The box on his back was still brought from Jiangnan, and at this moment, Lu Qinghuan was in a trance thinking that he was still in Ming County, Jiangnan. And between her and Pei Yuan, nothing happened.

"I've kept you waiting, let's go."

Because Yang Bijun only got a carriage, he couldn't take care of it in a hurry at this time. So all three of them sat in the carriage. With Yang Bijun present. Lu Qinghuan didn't want to ask him about King Anle, so he was silent all the way, and finally arrived at Yizhuang.

"The corpse is rotting now, Cheng dù is more strict, is Helan sure?" Lu Qinghuan wanted to find something to talk about, so that he could lay the atmosphere for the next questions.

Helan Xuanyi nodded: "It's okay, you have to try to know." ”

Yang Bijun and Lu'er still stayed outside, and Lu Qinghuan left Yingge behind, and accompanied Helan Xuanyi to go in for an autopsy alone.

Yingge's expression was a little weird. glanced at Helan Xuanyi's back, and suddenly lowered his voice and asked Lu Qinghuan: "Is it because of him?" ”

"What?"

"Because of him, he is leaving his master?"

Lu Qinghuan's breath stagnated. Yingge's words caught her off guard, and she shook her head bitterly: "This is a matter between me and your master." ”

The implication is to ask Yingge not to ask again.

Yingge was just indignant in his heart, seeing that Lu Qinghuan shook his head and didn't answer, he even believed that this was the reason, although Helan Xuanyi's appearance was also beautiful, but the tattoo on his forehead showed his status as a pariah all the time, Lu Qinghuan was really unsightly!

It's a pity that Lu Qinghuan didn't have the heart to care about Yingge's thoughts at this moment, because she was ready to start assisting Helan Xuanyi in the autopsy.

If the corpse I have seen before is terrifying, but at least it is recognizable, and the only thing that can be compared to the corpse in front of me that has long been deformed is probably only the corpse shredding case.

After examining the mandarin duck's body from head to tail, Helan Xuanyi came to a preliminary conclusion, and then an autopsy was needed to confirm this inference.

He frowned slightly, without the slightest expression on his face under the face towel, calmly removed the knife as thin as a cicada's wings, and quickly cut a hole in the clavicle of the corpse.

The rich corpse gas, mixed with the stench of **, came to the face in an instant.

Fortunately, Helan Xuanyi had already prepared, he avoided those corpse gases, waited for a while, and made sure that there would be no more gas spilling out of the abdominal cavity, so he continued to dissect.

Along the belly that had lost its elasticity, a knife was slashed to the pubic bone, Helan Xuanyi frowned and carefully examined all the five organs in the abdomen of the corpse, and found a small amount of stagnant water in the stomach and lungs of the deceased, and a small amount of duckweed floating in the water.

"It's really drowned!" Lu Qinghuan saw the water that could no longer distinguish the color, and said in a deep voice.

She had seen the duckweed in that pool.

Helan Xuanyi glanced up at her, did not speak, and continued to dissect the esophagus and trachea, where he found a small amount of silt and duckweed leaves.

This also verifies that the mandarin duck was indeed drowned by the pond water.

"Is this a pregnant woman?" When Helan Xuanyi's gaze fell on the swarthy fetus on the mandarin duck's lower body, he couldn't help but make a sound.

Lu Qinghuan nodded: "Yes, I heard that I have been pregnant for more than three months......"

Helan Xuanyi didn't speak, his eyes stayed on the stillborn for a while, and then slowly gathered the dissected body of the mandarin duck, and then took the needle and thread handed over by Lu Qinghuan and sewed it up.

In the past, Helan Xuanyi's autopsy rarely dissected, such as a knife from the collarbone to preserve the corpse intact, and then after the autopsy, it needed to be sewn up, which Lu Qinghuan told him.

After doing it a few times, it became a habit, and he didn't need Lu Qinghuan's reminder to deal with it easily.

Soon sewed up the mandarin duck's body, wiped all the blood stains clean, and covered her with clothes, Helan Xuanyi began to pack her things.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lu Qinghuan asked him, "Why are you approaching King Anle?" ”

Helan Xuanyi's movements suddenly stopped, then put down the dissecting tools in his hand, and glanced back at Lu Qinghuan, with a thick indelible sadness in his eyes, and a faint voice sounded slowly in the morgue, "If not, how can I take revenge on my family and hate blood?" ”

"Could it be...... Is there no other way than this? Lu Qinghuan was almost ready to say and asked Pei Yuan to help him, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly remembered that he had parted ways with him, and the two of them had nothing to do with him now.

Helan Xuanyi shook his head lightly: "No, this is the only way I can think of, even if-" Even if he loses his life and loses a qiē, he will kill King Anle and let the dead clansmen rest in peace! (To be continued.) )