Knock Knock –

Hearing the knock on the door, someone said that he was not afraid, but his body couldn't help but shrink.

Fu Mujin gently put his arm on her shoulder and shouted, "Who? ”

"It's me! Your scholar. ”

Yidao's voice was extremely perfunctory, as if he was passive and slacking off.

He was half-next to the door, picking at his fingernails, and sneered loudly:

"Clothes, pants, are they all on? Yidao doesn't want to see things that shouldn't be seen, with a long needle eye..."

As soon as the words fell, the door was opened, and the whole person who was leaning on the door fell backwards, and the threshold was just against his tail keel, causing him to make a standard arch bridge.

The little scholar was in a cold sweat, so embarrassed.

How about finding someone to help him up.

“……”

The eyes in front of me were reversed, and I saw the little fat man sitting on the bed neatly dressed.

It's not like anything happened, forget it.

Fu Mujin pulled up a rice and turned his hand back, and found that the kid's fingers were full of ink.

At first glance, he had just written to his father to complain.

That's it, with a rice calligraphy, a piece of paper to write a big character, even if he sends a two-foot-thick letter back to the hospital, his father can't see the reason.

"What's the matter?"

Yidao looked away with a weak heart, and replied, "Lord Shilang is here, and he said that he wants to show you the latest evidence in some cases. Yidao knows that Gongzi doesn't care about the fifty military sticks, but in case, you can't find the murderer, you care about the eldest son of Yan..."

The little scholar suddenly emphasized with a high octave: "I will also suffer fifty military sticks, if he is injured and injured, will you be willing to do it?" ”

Well?

Shunhua frowned.

This little scholar is talking in a weird way today, as if she has something to do with his son-in-law.

"Ahem." Fu Mujin coughed deliberately, and warned with his mouth: "Don't, add, mess up." ”

"Hmph."

Yidao got angry, and after dropping a sentence, Tsundere turned around and left.

"Anyway, the words were brought to you, and Lord Squire is waiting for the two of you on the first floor drinking tea, whether you like to go or not."

Fu Mujin paused, and found that Shun Hua did not speak.

Suddenly he looked back, looked at the pale face, and asked worriedly, "Do you want to go with you?" Or Fu will go alone, and go back and tell you the evidence. ”

Shunhua shook his head and said firmly: "Let's go together." ”

And, if she is left alone in the room.

Facing the darkness all around, she may have felt even more uncomfortable.

"Okay, I'll help you."

She had never felt that his arms were so strong, holding him, even when it was pitch black, he was still fearless.

*

Yu Xiangfeng was drinking tea alone on the first floor, watching the little scholar stuff a thick pile of letter paper into the envelope, the third envelope had already been stuffed, and the one in his hand was already the fourth.

There must have been a lot of things to say to the recipient.

Suddenly, the little scholar sat down opposite him and asked for advice.

"Lord Squiro, the letter written by Ichidao can't be put in the envelope, what should I do?"

Put?

He actually used to put this word?!

It's hard to envelope.

"Little scholar, don't worry, you can separate a few envelopes and send them together, I believe the recipient will understand your painstaking efforts."

One rice and one stunned, yes, why didn't he think of it.

"Thank you, Lord Squire, for your advice, I'll go buy a few more envelopes."

Watching the little scholar bounce away, Yu Xiangfeng squatted on the teacup and looked straight ahead.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

He actually saw his cousin in a man's body.

I'm crazy.

Fu Mujin was helping Shunhua slowly down the stairs, Yu Xiangfeng raised his eyebrows, looking at her, obviously he didn't feel so similar before.

Why is it now?

"What's wrong with Brother Yan?" Yu Xiangfeng couldn't help but get up and reached out to help.

As soon as her fingers touched her clothes, she was shocked to be bypassed, and the other party seemed to be deliberately avoiding herself.

Fu Mujin helped Shunhua sit beside him, touched the teacup, and exchanged the hotter cup of tea for himself.

"Brother Yan, he was attacked by the murderer, so he can't see it for the time being." Fu Mujin opened his mouth to explain.

"Blind?"

Yu Xiangfeng looked at Yan Shunhua in surprise, and had an indescribable feeling.

"Leave my business alone, Lord Squire, didn't you say there was new evidence? Please tell us about it. ”

Shunhua's tone was very cold, and when he treated Yu Xiangfeng, he had a faint sense of alienation.

Yu Xiangfeng didn't plan to continue pestering and asking, so he took out a few autopsy records and handed them over.

Fu Mujian took the book, opened it, and was shocked to find that the death of six corpses was recorded in detail on the page.

"Six?" Fu Mujin said subconsciously.

"That's right, in addition to the first female corpse that was first discovered, four other female corpses and a child's bones were exhumed. Five of the female corpses, all dressed in bridal dresses, died in much the same way, almost all of them suffocated to death. ”

Yu Xiangfeng also deliberately drew a picture, and Fu Mujin actually felt that this style of painting was surprisingly similar to what Shun Hua had drawn before.

He spread out the drawings, laid them on the table, and said in a mellow voice:

"The first corpse, strangled with something."

"The other four female corpses were all strangled by their hands, and there were two obvious finger prints on the neck of the corpse, which were inferred to be corpses from recent years."

"The last one, the bones of a child, has been dead for nearly thirty years, and there are no external injuries on the surface, so it is roughly inferred that it should have been drowned."

Fu Mujin knew that Shunhua couldn't see it, so he repeated the death of several corpses in her ear, and Yu Xiangfeng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the two of them so intimate.

He couldn't help but ask:

"Brother Yan is seriously injured now, why don't you go back to the room to rest, wait for the official to discuss with Brother Fu, sort out the results, and then tell you, okay?"

"No, you don't."

Shun Hua said categorically, "Master Ben has personally fought with the real murderer, I believe that no one is more familiar with him than me, now I am blind, but I don't have the heart, Master Ben can help you find the murderer." ”

"Okay, if you can't hold on, tell the official."

"My lord, let's focus on the case."

Her attitude was very resolute, and Yu Xiangfeng couldn't get off the stage for a while, and her face was a little ugly, "Then let's go back to the case." ”

Fu Mujin originally guessed that the two had a good relationship, but now it seems that the relationship is not bad.

Fu Mujin hooked his lips slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yan, did you witness the appearance of the murderer before?" ”

Shunhua shook his head.

"No, I didn't see him all the time. But I'm pretty sure that he was the murderer, and there is still little evidence at the moment. ”

Shunhua opened his soft little fat hand, "Brother Fu, can you bring me a pen and paper."

"Okay."

Fu Mujin replied softly and handed the pen and paper to Shunhua.

"Brother Yan can't see it now, what do you want to paint, it's okay to let this official replace you?"

Shunhua took the pen, waved his hand, and rejected Yu Xiangfeng's proposal.

"I can draw, just paint, I can draw with my eyes closed."

Yu Xiangfeng was stunned, and a childish familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"It's just a drawing, Miss Ben can draw it with her eyes closed."