The carriage of the Chengping Marquis Mansion was on the way to the Criminal Department.

The inky blue curtains of the carriage were faintly whitish, and seemed to be very old.

If it weren't for the big "Song" character hanging on the front side, I'm afraid no one would have recognized that this carriage was actually from the Chengping Marquis Mansion.

In the car, He Qingwan sat in it with her personal maid Hongxia.

He Qingwan's face was expressionless, and his face was stern.

Hongxia was full of doubts.

After glancing at He Qingwan a few times, she still couldn't figure out why the second grandmother wanted to go to the criminal department to identify the corpse in person, which was something that even the Hou Ye and the prince were unwilling to do.

I heard that the corpse had no head, and it had been parked in the punishment department for several days, who knows how rotten it was......

Just thinking about it at the moment, Hongxia almost threw up.

In the end, she couldn't hold back, she asked tentatively: "Second grandma, when we get to the criminal department in a while, we really have to go directly to see that ...... Corpses? ”

"Of course!" He Qingwan's expression was resolute, without any sadness, "If you don't look carefully, how can you be sure if it's the second master!" ”

Hongxia was stunned when she heard this.

Even though everyone knows about the identification of the corpse and knows that they need to distinguish whether it is the second master or not, no one really says it so bluntly.

Knowing that she couldn't escape this trip, Hongxia's anxiety became more and more severe and heavy, and at the same time, she secretly slandered He Qingwan for the first time.

To put it mildly, if you want to identify the second master, even if the Hou Ye and the prince are unwilling to go, just pick a high-quality maid from the second master's courtyard, I am afraid that they can understand the second master's body very well. Where is the need for the second grandmother to go over in person!

The fear in Hongxia's heart turned into a complaint against He Qingwan.

When the two of their masters and servants arrived at the Criminal Department, He Qingwan's expression. It scared Hongxia even more.

This time, Lord Lang Di of the Criminal Department did not accompany him personally, but only sent a director of the six products to take them to the darkroom where the corpses were parked.

After all, a few more days have passed, and compared to when Jiang Xuan came over, the smell in the house is many times stronger.

Although he covered his nose with a silk handkerchief, he still couldn't resist the stench that came to his face.

Especially with the picture in front of you. It's still doubly stimulating to the senses.

On the ground in the middle of the room, a simple wooden plank was covered with a straw mat. The headless body was laid there, covered with a white cloth, but it had been stained beyond recognition by stains of blood. Especially the blood stains have long since solidified into a purple and black color. It's even more confusing.

He Qingwan glanced at the head of the criminal department who was standing in front of the door.

The master was still standing still, unmoved, clearly not intending to come to help.

Last time, Master Di followed, not to mention that the person who came was still the Marquis of Jingyuan, who was not angry and arrogant, of course he had no choice. And this time, he didn't think about doing it.

He Qingwan didn't care, seeing that there was no movement on his side, he actually took a few steps forward by himself. Squatted down and lifted the cover.

Hongxia, who had been following her and trembling slightly. I was ready to do it, but when I saw this, I didn't feel relieved at all.

It's just that the scene in front of me is too terrifying.

Hongxia, who had never seen a dead man, was so frightened by this monster that he didn't even have a head turned around, trotted two steps, and threw up against the wall.

And the rancid smell in the room was so strong that it completely overshadowed the situation on her side.

For a long time after that, she didn't dare to look back from beginning to end.

Therefore, she didn't know what He Qingwan's appearance was.

But this qiē was seen in the eyes of the head of the criminal department, and he suddenly had a trace of admiration for this woman.

I saw that He Qingwan's gaze did not dodge in the slightest, and after lifting the cover, he stared at the lost figure for a long time, and seemed to reach out and touch it slightly, and finally slowly put it back on.

By the time He Qingwan turned around, her face was already full of sadness.

Her eyes were red, her lips were pursed, and before she could take two steps, tears began to fall, and by the time she reached the door, she was already sobbing beyond her appearance.

Hongxia came to her senses and went over to help her out.

Seeing this, the head of the criminal department lost his mind for a moment.

In fact, the matter has long been clear, this second grandmother of the Chengping Marquis Mansion has already shown with practical actions that this must be Song Shixiang.

Just for the sake of making an errand, he had to reluctantly come forward to ask He Qingwan.

He didn't go around in circles, and asked her directly if it was Song Shixiang.

Seeing He Qingwan sobbing and nodding, he immediately turned around and ran away as if he had been pardoned.

And after the figure of the head of the criminal department disappeared from their sight, the expressions of the master and servant changed a lot.

Hongxia had the fresh air outside, so she really made time to grieve for Song Shixiang's death.

On the other hand, He Qingwan's sobbing voice immediately weakened, and his face had already recovered as usual at this moment.

If it weren't for the fact that her eyes were still red, no one would have seen that she had ever cried.

I saw that her expression became a little weird, obviously there was no smile, but it seemed that there was some kind of joy in her eyes, like a feeling of anticipation.

When He Qingwan's master and servant were sent out of the criminal department, the corpse was undoubtedly identified as Song Shixiang.

Song Shixiang's death has no proof.

In the case of Sato's escape from prison, two of the most important characters were "dead", and it had no choice but to become an unsolved case.

The Chengping Marquis Mansions escaped accountability, so they would not be implicated again and escaped for the time being.

But Chengping Hou was still extremely cautious, thought about it for a long time, and finally took into account the love of father and son, and made up his mind to mourn Song Shixiang in accordance with custom.

It's just that the scene is very low-key.

On the day of the funeral of the Chengping Marquis Mansion, it was just in time for Lu Qingrong to follow Jiang Xuan out to hang out.

Last time, I made an appointment to go to the street, but Jiang Xuan was temporarily called away by Master Di and failed to make the trip, so he originally wanted to make up for it today.

But I didn't want to, not long after I went out, when I passed by the gate of Chengping Hou's Mansion, I ran into such a scene.

Jiang Xuan couldn't help but secretly blame himself, he had forgotten this stubble, and he had already known that he should take a detour.

When he went out, Lu Qingrong's cheerful mood was self-evident, sitting in a brand-new black lacquered flat-headed carriage, lifting the curtains from time to time and looking around.

And at this moment, I saw a piece of plain silk in the Chengping Marquis Mansion, from the plaque to the stone lion in front of the door, all decorated with more or less white silk cloth...... Lu Qingrong suddenly lost his smile.

"What's going on?" Lu Qingrong asked with a frown.

"It's mourning for Song Shixiang." Jiang Xuan hurriedly explained, and by the way, he told Lu Qingrong briefly about Lord Di inviting him to the Criminal Department.

"Song Shixiang is dead?" Lu Qingrong was still surprised, "Why haven't I heard you mention it before?" ”

"Because...... I'm not sure if it's him. (To be continued......) R1292