Yang Qiuchi packed up the testing equipment, opened the door and came out, Song Yun'er, Song Qing and the pretty girl Hong Aya were all sitting at the door waiting.

Yang Qiuchi was a little curious: "What's wrong with the three of you?" What are you doing here without sleeping? ”

Song Qing said quietly: "I can't sleep." ”

"Yes, it's so hot, it looks like it's going to rain, right, second grandma." Red Aya said obediently.

Song Yun'er glanced at them: "What are you doing around the bush?" Isn't it just that he didn't go back, and you two can't sleep? What do you do with the weather! ”

"Hehe," Yang Qiuchi smiled and said to Song Yun'er, "Yun'er, what about you?" Since you don't think it's hot or stuffy, why don't you go to sleep and stay here? ”

"Me? I had nothing to do, so I walked around, and when I saw them here, I came over to take a look. ”

Song Qing smiled: "Lies! Red Aya: You were already here when the two of us came. Hee-hee"

Song Yun'er glared at them, changed the topic and asked Yang Qiuchi, "Hey!" Did you find something wrong with your axe test?

Yang Qiuchi shook his head gloomily: "I've checked half of it, but I still haven't found any suspicious axes." ”

Song Yun'er comforted Yang Qiuchi, and when she saw that it was already three watches at night, she said goodbye and went back to her room to sleep.

The next day, I charged the electricity all morning, and it was barely enough. Yang Qiuchi spent another afternoon and evening to continue the test, but as a result, he still did not find the axe that was the same as the cut mark on the broken thin iron chain extracted from the neck of the deceased.

Two days were wasted, and none of the dozens of axes were tested one by one, but nothing was found.

Yang Qiuchi was very frustrated, he was not afraid of hard work, he was afraid that it would not work. Did you detect it yourself? No, Yang Qiuchi has always been very serious about inspection, even if there is a little bit of suspicion, he will not let it go, but the hundreds of cases of cutting marks just now are compared and tested, not to mention the same traces, not even very similar.

Why? Did you find the wrong incision? The real cutting edge is not detected? Impossible, oneself is an axe for careful examination by axe. As long as there is a roll or a collapse on the edge of the axe, Yang Qiuchi has carried out a comparative inspection of the detection traces of the simulated cutting without exception.

However, despite being very careful, Yang Qiuchi still did not find the murder weapon that cut the iron chain. Could it be that the real murder weapon has not been extracted? Or was the murder weapon not an axe at all?

It wasn't an axe or a wood knife, what could it be? Yang Qiuchi couldn't think of it. The clue is broken, how can it be continued?

This night was Song Qing's bedtime. After serving Yang Qiuchi and Song Qing, Hong Aya washed and undressed and went to bed, and then went to sleep in the outhouse.

Yang Qiuchi lay on the bed, not a little sleepy. He's like that, as long as he has something on his mind, he doesn't sleep well.

Song Qing was worried about whether Yang Qiuchi was sick, so she touched Yang Qiuchi's forehead with her hand, and then touched herself, but she didn't notice anything abnormal in her body temperature, and asked in surprise, "What do you think?" ”

"If I think about the case, I can't find the real murderer in a day, and my heart is hanging."

"Don't think about it, let's go to Yinling Mountain tomorrow to play for a day and relax, okay? I see that you have been busy solving cases for a long time these days, and you may have some time to relax, maybe you will have inspiration! Besides, you are busy with official business all day long, and you don't pay attention to other people, and they are locked in this yamen all day long, and they will suffocate to death! ”

Yes, I didn't expect this floating corpse case to be quite tricky, and now that there are no clues, there is no way to start detecting it, so it's better to go and relax. Song Qing's words just now also made Yang Qiuchi feel a little distressed, turned sideways and hugged her smooth body, and asked, "Yin Spirit Mountain?" Where is it? Far away? ”

"Not far!" Song Qing listened to Yang Qiuchi's words and loosened, happily clinging to Yang Qiuchi, and said: "I heard that it is more than ten miles outside Bazhou City, the mountain peaks are steep, the mountains are full of Taoist temples, and the mountains and bamboo seas are beautiful. ”

"Really? Is it beautiful to have my clay dolls? Yang Qiuchi teased her.

"The mud doll is not beautiful," Song Qing said quietly, "The mud doll is no better than others, not as beautiful as Red Aya, not as soft as Sister Zhihui, not as understanding as the white girl, and not as wise as Sister Xiaoxue." ”

"However, there are no other people who have mud dolls."

"What do I have?" Song Qing asked curiously.

Yang Qiuchi stretched out his finger and touched her tender face a little: "My mud doll has a small dimple that no one else has, and when I laugh, I am fascinated!" I was hooked on your little dimple in the first place! ”

Song Qing snorted and laughed: "I'm just beautiful with this little dimple, nothing else is good-looking, right?" ”

"Yes, your teeth are neat, white and bright, and beautiful, and you have this skin, this body, and ......."

"Okay, look at what you're boasting about." Song Qing said angrily. "It's good if you like it, I'm afraid that one day, when Qingqing gets old, you won't like Qingqing anymore."

Yang Qiuchi gently hugged her into his arms: "How could it be, don't think about it." ”

Song Qing is still a half-old child after all, and the old man is still so far away from her, so she quickly forgot about it, shook Yang Qiuchi, and said coquettishly: "Then you promised to accompany Qingqing to Yinling Mountain tomorrow to play, right?" ”

"Anyway, the clues of the case are broken, so it's better to go and relax." Yang Qiuchi sighed, "Let's come to Bazhou, the time is not short, and we haven't gone out to have a good time." ”

"Great!" Song Qing smiled and pulled Yang Qiuchi onto her body, hugged her tightly, and offered a grateful kiss.

Early the next morning, Yang Qiuchi told Song Yun'er to go to Yinling Mountain to play together, and Song Yun'er was very happy, she was the age when she liked to play the most.

Yang Qiuchi took the two sisters of the Song family, as well as the pretty girl Hong Aya, Shuang'er and Xue'er, under the protection of Nangong Xiong and Xia Ping's personal guards, brought a lot of food, and set off in a sedan chair.

After walking for an hour, I arrived at the foot of Yinling Mountain. When I looked up, the mountain was steep and towering.

Although he was amazed, after seeing such a high mountain, Yang Qiuchi was a little worried about whether he could climb it.

Nangong Xiong proposed to find a few sliding rods and take them up the mountain.

This sliding rod can be regarded as a unique means of transportation in Sichuan, which is specially used for high-ranking officials and wealthy families to climb mountains. The structure is very simple, two long bamboo poles, and a small bamboo chair tied in the middle, which is for the person who sits on the sliding pole. The two people in front and behind carried it, flickering and lifting up.

Yang Qiuchi had the heart to agree, but when he saw Song Yun'er's mocking expression, he was clearly laughing at himself. He was arrogant, and raised his head and said: "Since you are here to climb the mountain, of course you have to go up in person, what kind of sliding rod to do, how boring." ”

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ps: Zephyr,

The geese in the sky are called frost and morning moon.

Frost Morning Moon,

The sound of horses' hooves breaking,

The horn sounded.

Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron,

Now we are starting from scratch.

From the beginning of the more,

Mountains like the sea,

The remnant sun is like blood.

(To be continued)