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At the foot of Bianluo Mountain, which is far away from Zengjia Village in the opposite direction, the farmers of Bianluo Village are in full swing planting seedlings in the farmland, bending over one by one, talking and laughing and chatting in twos and threes, and their subordinates are quickly planting seedlings.

Among them were all men in the prime of life or youth, and only in the most corner of a field, a young woman with a beautiful face and a willow posture mixed among the many men, working hard.

It was noon, and the wives or mothers or daughters of the men's families brought lunch one after another.

Fathers and sons, or brothers, have packed up in groups and rested on the edge of the fields, and began to eat the simple meals brought by each family.

The young woman had no one to bring her lunch, so she went to the haystack on the edge of her field and sat down to rest, and sat down for a while to knock on her waist and pinch her shoulder, and then took out a piece of baked bread from a small packet of dry food that had been prepared on the haystack.

Take a few bites of the bread and drink a sip of water, and this is the young woman's lunch.

After lunch, the young woman, like the other men, began another afternoon's work.

Soon it was twilight, and only two or three men were still working in the fields.

The young woman looked at the sun that was gradually setting in the western mountains, and then at the quiet wilderness around her, she planted the seedlings slowly, and her two small fields of her own land were not full of seedlings until now.

But she hurriedly packed up, and she was going home.

Yin Seventeen's family did not have any fields that needed to be cultivated, but she and Granny Tao had been going to the mountains on the outskirts of the county for many years to collect medicine and come back to sell some silver taels.

Fortunately, Yin Seventeen now has a little silver every month, the fast moon is one or two silver, and the fast hand is five dollars, as for the head of the month, she has not yet figured it out, and is waiting to find an opportunity to ask the flowers.

One tael of silver is equal to ten yuan, and one yuan is equal to one hundred yuan, which means that she has five hundred wen per month, and one bun is one penny, and she can buy five hundred buns!

At this point, Yin Seventeen was very unambitiously excited.

She was running through the door in the trapping room, and she was sharing the monthly stipend she received in the first month with Chen Yue, and suddenly she heard the ghost roaring and screaming from Hua Zilai:

"Seventeen! Get back to Lao Tzu! There's a case! ”

Yin Seventeen immediately obediently rolled back to the headcatcher's room from next door, opened his eyes wide and asked:

"What case?"

asked on his lips, and faintly felt in his heart that it was time for another murder.

Sure enough, I heard the flowers come and say: "There is a murder case at the foot of Bian Luoling Mountain!" ”

The young woman died.

The back of the head was first hit hard by the murderer, and as for what it was used for, Shi Qian guessed from the wound that it should be a stone or something, and then Hua Zilai found a large stone stained with blood near the farmland where the young woman died.

When he saw that big stone, Yin Seventeen sighed again, but it was a pity that there were no advanced instruments such as finger membranes in ancient times.

However, in modern times, unless the murderer was intentional, such strong evidence will not be left.

That blow was not the cause of the young woman's death, but only caused the young woman to faint and not wake up, and the murderer then cut off the young woman's right arm with a sharp weapon, and cut off the entire arm from the junction of the arm to the right palm, clean and neat.

The whole arm was cut off alive, and the young woman must have been woken up by pain.

But at that time, her entire right arm had left her body, and such a sharp pain could wake her up and be suddenly knocked unconscious, and it could also hurt her to death, not to mention that the wound on her right arm was cut off, and the blood flowed like a column.

In a matter of moments, the person will bleed to death.

Shi Qizuo concluded that the blow to the back of the young woman's head was not fatal, but that she had bled to death.

Zhen Wenpo also examined the young woman inside and out, and there were no other wounds on her body, and there was no sign of being violated.

As for the sharp weapons that put the young woman to death, it may be a sword, a knife, an axe, etc.

The murderer was able to stun the young woman at once, and cut off his right arm with another knife, and guessed from Hua Zilai:

"The killer was supposed to be an adult man......"

Speaking of this, he remembered that Zeng Pinzheng and Li Shibao were different from ordinary people, and changed his words:

"Uh...... It doesn't matter if you are an adult, but I'm sure that the murderer is definitely a powerful man! ”

Zhan Yan and Yin Seventeen agreed for the time being.

After all, as far as the clues presented so far are concerned, the guess of Hua Zilai is the most likely.

After reading the young woman's corpse and listening to the autopsy results of Shi Qizuo and Zhen Wenpo, the three people in the headhunter's room decided to divide into three ways.

When they found the young woman, they knew that the young woman was a villager of Bianluo Village at the foot of Bianluo Mountain, a new widow, her husband's surname was Miao, and the people in the village called her Miao widow.

Miao's widow-husband's family has no relatives other than herself.

Her husband's family has two relatives who are not very close, but since her husband unfortunately drowned, they have all disliked her and have not been in contact with each other for more than a year.

That is, after the death of the Miao widow husband, after helping to take care of her husband's death, the two relatives made it clear that they would no longer interact with the Miao widow, and they would not care whether she went or stayed.

There was no one to take care of the husband's family, so no one came to identify the body, and no one came to take the body back for burial.

There was no way, so Hua Zilai had to go to Widow Miao's maiden house to inform her.

Zhan Yan went to the vicinity of the scene where the deceased was found to learn about various situations, touched everything, inquired and inquired, and saw if anyone had witnessed the crime at the scene.

The remaining Yin Seventeen's task was to go directly to Miao's widow's house and neighborhood.

Miao's house is very simple, after entering the simple courtyard made of earth and bricks, there is a small courtyard, and then a house that is divided into a main house and a kitchen.

Some vegetables were planted in the yard, and the vegetable seedlings had just grown, green and green, and they were very beautiful, and for a time they formed a very ironic contrast with the young woman's death in Yin Seventeen's mind.

Walking around the small vegetable patch, Yin Seventeen entered the main house.

The main house is divided into a small living room and a sleeping room, which is very small and cramped.

But when she was in it, she also felt a warm feeling, thinking that the relationship between Widow Miao and her husband should be good.

In two quarters of an hour, she searched Widow Miao's house inside and out, not even under the kitchen stove, but she found nothing.

When she wanted to be at night, she had to come again.

But it was not Bian Luo Village, but the endless farmland that happened to be at the foot of Bian Luo Ling Mountain, the place where the Miao widow was found dead.

Whether it is the real crime scene will be revealed tonight.

As soon as Yin Seventeen walked out of Widow Miao's house, she felt something splashing from the right - she hurriedly flashed to the left!

Unfortunately, she dodged to the right, but not to the left.

Half of my body was wet, and I smelled of urine all over my body.

Yin Seventeen looked at an old man with crane hair in front of him in a daze, and then looked at the two adult men on the left and right who were holding a copper basin with a little yellow liquid remaining.

The old man Hefa explained in time: "The poor master is not angry! This is also to exorcise evil spirits for the poor master, to get rid of bad luck, we have no malicious intentions! ”

Exorcism?

Go to bad luck?

At this moment, Yin Seventeen wanted to grit his teeth and reply - thank you so much!