"What about the old lady of the Mu family? Is it the case she reported?" Feng Cheng put down the red veil in his hand, and turned his head to see Lao Zhang with his eyes closed and a look of death.

"Huh? no...... No. When he asked about being locked down, Lao Zhang remembered that he was interrupted by the wine jar when he went upstairs, and he only said half of his previous words.

"His mother just came to report that her son stayed overnight in the Qinglou, if his mother came to kill him in person, it would be a family matter, but if we want the yamen to take care of it, there is no name, so I persuaded him to go back. Anyway, when her son goes back at dawn, she just closes the door and takes care of it herself, but she didn't think it was dawn yet, and Weiyang Pavilion also came to report the case, saying that the guest died in the girl's room......"

Listening to him babble while closing the city, he carefully examined the room.

Now that most of the sun has been exposed, under the warm light, the room is even more transparent and bright, clean and not even a little bloody.

There were not many things in the room, there was a tea set on the small table by the window, two cups were upside down, and the remaining three were used.

Locked down and picked it up, the teapot was cold, and only one of the three cups still had most of the dark brown liquid left, and the color was very muddy, not like ordinary tea, but like aged tea stains. As soon as I sniffed the tip of my nose, I felt that the smell of medicine was strong, but I couldn't tell which herbs it was.

When the girl kept cowering and didn't ask, she shouted at the old mother at the door, "Is your girl feeling unwell lately?"

The old mother suddenly heard herself called inside, and was about to run inside, but before she raised her leg and crossed the threshold, she thought that there were still dead people in the house, so she immediately stopped, and replied by guarding the door, "Yes, the girl has been sick for a few days." That guest is a regular visitor to our girl, we all know each other, yesterday he saw that the girl was not feeling well and left early, and then we also watched the lights out in the girl's room and rested, and I don't know how to get up this morning to make it like this. ”

Feng Cheng listened to her reply, picked up the cup and shook it around the house to find the medicine bag, but before he could find it, he heard a movement at the door, and the old man had arrived.

It is supposed that the autopsy should be conducted in the building, but this is a serial murder case, and yesterday's body was still in Yizhuang and was not examined.

Thinking that the closure made sense, he handed over the scene to Lao Zhang, and he and Lao Zuo went over with human skins.

It really didn't take long to check the corpse, the original work, open the coffin to see the corpse, dissect the skull, and the murderer of the partial birth has done everything in front of you, let the corpse show you the internal organs, you just have to find the cause of death from it.

It is said that Mu Chu's death method is the same as the previous six people, a fatal knife, and it is crisp and neat.

But only he didn't even leave flesh and blood and internal organs, and at the same time, there were a large number of fine scars on the surface of the skin, which were extremely widely distributed, and could basically be regarded as covering the whole body. The floor of the Weiyang Pavilion is covered with fine marble from Kyoto, which makes no sense at this level.

What kind of hobby is this murderer?

Looking at the old man's skillful operation of sharp knives of different lengths, and the shattered human tissues turned over and over at his fingertips, he was very focused, and he felt sick to his stomach when he closed the city, don't look at the human skin that has been cleaned, and he feels that he is no different from the animal skins sold in the market.

When the city was closed and returned to the yamen, it had already passed a round of court trials, and several old mothers who couldn't tell the truth were released, and the girl who had the accident was temporarily imprisoned, and I heard that the old lady of the Mu family was still fainting in the hall, which scared the county lord a lot.

Listening to some gossip all the way through the lockdown, I wanted to go to the clerical room to write down the content of the old man's report and then submit it, but as soon as I pushed the door, I saw the teacher nested in the pile of papers, his face drooping like a bitter gourd.

Seeing that it was the lockdown that came in, the master immediately saw a savior, "Ouch, seal the head, you can be regarded as back, come on, come on, you can help me send these documents to the county master." ”

As he spoke, most of the stacks of paperwork over there were piled up in the city's hands, "Here, there's still here." He turned around and pulled two or three more home plates from the shelf, "yes...... There is also this ......" Seeing that there are still under the bookshelf, he can't even take care of his own identity as a master, just go on his stomach, and when he searches for three or four times, the face of the closure is almost blocked by the paperwork.

"Hey...... Oops," the old master gasped, "Seal the head, I'm sorry for you, just give me a run, thank you" and closed the door with a "pop".

Come on, I was kicked out before I got in.

There is no way to close the city, knowing that it must be the county master who is embarrassing him again, holding a large stack of papers, bypassing the winding corridor, walking through two or three small pools, only then stopped in front of a room, holding the paperwork and knocking on the door, just knocked on the edge of the door, and there was a lazy sound from inside, "Come in".

Pushed the door and saw that there was a person lying on the soft collapse inside, holding this "Naturalist" with Erlang's legs crossed, and the bowl at hand was a washed loquat fruit, which was round and full, and I don't know how much manpower and financial resources it took to transport it.

He was fascinated by what he saw here, and he didn't even look at who came in, and he didn't have time to peel the fruit, so he didn't even care if he took it and chewed it, and the juice in his hand was about to drip down. He looks like a gentleman.

This is the county lord of Tianyu Town.