In the inner room, two children were beheaded with a knife, and their heads were in different places, and an elderly woman was stabbed in the chest and killed in the central room, and two women in the stove were also killed with a knife, and the last seven or eight-year-old child was strangled to death in the backyard.

After Wei Wu looked at all the corpses, his brows furrowed tightly, and he asked the official guarding the door,

"Where are the people of the Jinyi Guard?"

The officials said,

"In the courtyard opposite!"

There are four people in Jinyiwei who died in the opposite house, this house has a courtyard and two rooms, there are traces of a fight in the yard, there are two people who have been stabbed several times, and one of the remaining two people was cut off from the arm, a knife was cut in the chest, and one was stabbed into the heart to be fatal, the people in these two courtyards died in a very tragic state, obviously the murderer is a veteran who kills people, every knife is fast and ruthless, and the tricks are rushing to the point.

Wei Wu led Zhong Shun and Wang Xing to look at it, and Zhong Shun said,

"Xiaoqi, according to his humble duty, this is the work of a veteran murderer, and looking at the wound is to make a heavy knife chop, ......"

The woman had her neck bone cut off from the back of her neck, and it would have been a great deal of force, and it would have been a heavy knife to do so!

Wei Wu nodded,

"That's true, but it's ......"

He pointed to one of the corpses and said,

"Don't you think there's something strange about this?"

This one was found in the courtyard of Jinyiwei, and he was stabbed several times, Wang Xing squatted down to take a closer look at it according to his words, and responded,

"Xiaoqi, this corpse has been stabbed with twelve knives, and the two deadliest stabs are in the chest and neck, and there is nothing wrong with it!"

Wei Wu went over and looked, and pointed with his hand,

"You have seen that the wounds to the chest and neck are fatal, but do you see the wounds on the face?"

Wang Xing looked carefully at the corpse that had half of his face cut off with a knife, shook his head and said,

"I didn't see it!"

Wei Wu snorted,

"Look at the corpses in these two courtyards, the murderers are all swords, why should this corpse be slashed in the face?"

Wang Xing thought for a while and responded,

"There will naturally be a scuffle between the fights, maybe this brother is very skilled, and the murderer slashed his face between the fight with him?"

Wei Wu frowned and shook his head,

"I always felt a little strange...... I felt that this knife was so brutal that even the skull was cut open......"

It is said that if the face is injured in the back, the chest and neck are already fatal, according to the murderer's clean and neat killing methods, he will not waste time to make up for the knife on the face, if the face is injured in the front, let alone the two knives in the chest and neck, because one knife will almost cut off half of the face!

This knife is an extra move!

After thinking about it, he asked the two of them,

"Do you know this person?"

The two of them came over and struggled to identify the remaining half of their faces, but at this time, the half of their heads were blurred with flesh and blood, and they really couldn't see their appearances, so they both shook their heads, Wei Wu nodded, pulled out the saber at his waist, and picked open the belt of the corpse, revealing a blue and white belly that was already slightly bulging.

Wei Wu raised his eyebrows again, and gently pressed down with the back of the knife, the stomach sank when it was neutral, and it bulged high on all sides, and as soon as he withdrew his hand, the corpse's stomach immediately rebounded, and it could be seen that the stomach was swollen badly.

Wei Wu commanded,

"Go look at the other corpses!"

The two of them really went over and took a look as they said, and when they came back,

"Xiaoqi, the rest of the corpses haven't had a swollen stomach yet!"

It stands to reason that the time of death is not far off, why is there no corpse next to him, but this corpse alone has begun to decompose?

Wei Wu saw that he had a plan in his heart, and immediately went out and instructed a few officials,

"Seal all the corpses in the coffin and transport them back to the Jingshi Jinyi Guard Yamen!"

This is another letter of resignation on the spot, so that the people in the yamen must find out who is the one who has half of his head cut off!

The person who handed over the body to the local yamen and sent it away, but the letter was sent to the secret interrogation place of Jinyiwei and sent back to Jingshi, Wang Xing asked,

"Xiaoqi, aren't we going back to Beijing?"

Wei Wu shook his head,

"Look at this murderous method, look at the number of roads on the rivers and lakes, let's stay here and see if we can find out who did it?"

When it was dark, he sneaked into the village and killed the people of the two courtyards, among which there were four good hands of the brocade guards, presumably not by one person, but the methods were all clean and neat, and they must be people who are used to killing people and making a living, this kind of person may be among the people of the rivers and lakes, or some high-ranking officials and dignitaries raised dead killers and the like.

Wei Wu planned to check the neighborhood first to see if there were any clues.

In this densely populated place, there is a small town called Xiushan,

"Let's go to Xiushan Town to have a look!"

The three of them went all the way to the Xiushan Town, which is only 20 miles away from the Beijing Division, and it is also very prosperous and lively, with merchants and travelers coming and going, because of the prosperity of commerce, the business of a green building in the town and a gambling house is also excellent!

Wei Wu took the two of them to the gambling house first, and when they entered, someone greeted them.

"What are the three masters playing?"

Wei Wu went in to make an old gambler, rubbed his hands and ignored the person, and went straight to the table with the most people, this room relied on the tall and big horses, and squeezed out a seat out, but he looked left and right and did not bet, put on a wait-and-see posture, and the guard of the gambling house knew that this was a frequent gambling guest, and he stopped paying attention after looking at it twice!

Wei Wu stood at the gambling table, and his eyes slipped in all directions, and he had already looked at everyone in the game, and only one of them was a Confucian scribe with a stubbled face and blood-red eyes.

This car pressed and passed without a trace, and when I approached this person, it was a pungent smell, and I don't know how many days I hadn't washed it.

This person is extremely lucky, this table bet on the size, bet ten times, but there are eight times do not bet, only two recovered some copper plates back, then shook hands all pushed back to the gambling table.

Wei Wu saw clearly, this person must be a frequent visitor to the gambling house, so he had a plan in his heart, turned his head and ignored him, betting wholeheartedly, he had been on the street for a long time, and naturally he also studied gambling skills.

When he was a child, he had followed people in the gambling house for some time, and the strangeness of it was naturally the clearest, and this box was different as soon as it was shot, it was really a big bet, a small bet on a small one, but it was like having a perspective eye, and the sieve cup in the dealer's hand was seen through.

He is like this, although each time no more than no less than ten copper plates, but the accumulation of a lot, not long in front of a pile of copper plates, this table everyone saw this and followed him to bet, even the middle-aged Confucian student followed Wei Wu to bet, only he bet on Wei Wu immediately changed the direction of the wind, bet on the big must open small, bet on the small must open big, not long to the Confucian hand a little bit of copper plate to fold in.

The Confucian student had no capital and it was not good to bet again, so he was reluctant to leave, and he watched Wei Wu's hand turn around the table, and it became popular again, and he couldn't help but itch badly in his heart, so he pulled the money lender in the gambling house and shouted,

"Lend Yang some more silver!"

The moneylender laughed,

"Yang Xianggong, it's not that the small ones don't lend to you, but the Cui Niang in Wanhua Building is a good sister of our boss lady, and I have already instructed the next person to lend to you!"

Talking and laughing,

"According to the small look, you always gambled all the money in your hand, so you went back to sleep, and tomorrow you went to find Cui Niang to take the silver and gamble again!"

Wei Wu laughed secretly in his heart when he heard this,

"It seems that this old boy is not only a gambler, but also a soft rice eater!"

Thinking that many people in this town also knew the story of this Yang Xianggong, everyone laughed when they heard this, and the Confucian surnamed Yang was furious when he heard it.

"What does my business have to do with her, if you want to borrow, you can take out a loan, if you don't lend, why is it nonsense!"

Everyone laughed again, the Confucian surnamed Yang turned red, he wanted to brush his sleeves and leave, and he was reluctant to go on the gambling table now, but he saw it clearly, this handsome boy has luck today, if he follows him to bet, he will be able to turn the book!

Wei Wu looked at the right time and beckoned to the man surnamed Yang,

"This brother, but you still want to gamble?"

The Confucian surnamed Yang saw that he recruited himself like a puppy, and had the intention to put a scholar on the shelf, but he had no choice but to smoke his arrogance after many years of gambling, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally came over, Wei Wu smiled and pushed half of the copper plate on the table to him,

"The kid is also used to walking around the rivers and lakes, and he can't see men being angry, so I'll lend some to Yang Xianggong today, and if he wins, he will take it to the mother-in-law of Wanhualou, so as not to make people laugh at you for eating soft rice!"

The Confucian surnamed Yang saw that he had the capital to play, and he didn't care if this handsome boy had bad intentions, or if he was embarrassed, so he took it over with an excited face and smiled,

"I don't know if the little brother is betting big or small?"

Wei Wu laughed and bet big, the Confucian Sheng followed the big bet, and sure enough, he opened the big out, and he was immediately so happy that he couldn't see his teeth, and this box followed Wei Wu to win ten games in a row, and the Confucian surnamed Yang counted out the copper plate he had won, and pushed back what Wei Wu gave him,

"Yang now has the capital, so I will return to you what I borrowed from the little brother in front of me!"

Wei Wu laughed when he saw this,

"Good, good! This Brother Yang is a little interesting! ”

This compartment got down five more, and then he took his hand, and the Confucian surnamed Yang said,

"The little brother is in the middle of his hand, why did he stop?"

Wei Wu said with a smile,

"But it's only right to have fun once in a while!"

As he spoke, he sprinkled some copper plates on the table, and said to the people,

"Today, please eat and drink!"

Seeing this, everyone reached out to rob them, Wei Wu squeezed out with a smile, stretched out his hand and pulled the Confucian Dao,

"Yang Xianggong, it's good to win a little, don't be greedy! Let's go, I'll invite you to eat and drink! ”

The Confucian surnamed Yang has lost for several days, and today he finally met a God of Wealth, pulled some of the silver back, and wanted to win again but had no choice but the God of Wealth wanted to leave, knowing that if he didn't go, he was afraid that he would have to pour out all the money, so he had no choice but to follow Wei Wu out.

Wei Wu said with a smile,

"The younger brother and the two brothers came here for the first time, but the wine is better somewhere, why don't you recommend one for Brother Yang?"

The Confucian surnamed Yang thought for a while and said,

"Why don't you go to the one at the end of the street?"

This wine shop is pitifully small, and there is no signboard, and the shopkeeper saw Yang Rusheng bring people in, but his face was disdainful.

"The surname is Yang, what are you doing, our store won't give you wine on credit!"