Chapter 421: Blood and Tears

Whether there are grievances or not, naturally, can only be known after checking.

Qiao Ran breathed a sigh of relief after watching the doctor who had been invited over take Mrs. Cen's pulse, and then walked to the side and began to write the prescription.

"Is Mrs. Cen alright?" She walked over and asked.

The doctor said, "It's good to prescribe a calm prescription." ”

The physical injuries are no small thing compared to the grief of the sudden loss of a beloved son. Qiao Ran looked at the unconscious Mrs. Cen and sighed. At this moment, Tang Zhongyuan walked in from outside and said, "Miss Qiao, the seal has passed, and it is said that there is a reason for shedding blood and tears......

"Because it's stored in the ice cellar," interrupted Qiao Ran, who looked down at the blood on her skirt and said, "The head is placed in the freezer, and when it is taken out, when it is about hot and cold like the foreign object." ”

It's like water freezes when you put it in an ice vault and melts when you take it out.

This may seem scary, but there is some evidence to follow.

Of course, she could understand and it made sense, because the head was almost rolling down against her robe, and the coldness of the moment when she touched it made her wake up almost immediately.

Of course, she can wake up immediately, and Feng Qizuo understands it as soon as she gets started.

"The head is stored in the ice cellar." He picked up the head and turned around, wanting Zhen Shiyuan to touch it, but he didn't expect that before he could speak, Zhen Shiyuan ran to the side.

"Shedding blood and tears is not a complaint of grievance, but for this reason." Feng Qian explained.

There was an immediate sound of relief one after another, and it was not a ghost or a god.

Zhen Shiyuan also took a step forward when he heard this, and then said, "No, it's also a grievance." ”

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and then heard Zhen Shiyuan say again: "The young man was innocently killed, so naturally there is a grievance." ”

It turned out to be this statement, and everyone was stunned.

Feng Qizuo snorted and continued: "No wonder there is almost no blood, this person has been dead for at least a day......"

"It can't be." Before he finished speaking, Zhen Shiyuan quickly interrupted him, "In front of everyone's eyes, this Chai Jun played half of the polo today." ”

Feng Qizuo was only slightly stunned when he heard this, and then rolled his eyelids: "That's what you want to investigate, this person has definitely been dead for at least a day." After a pause, he suddenly shoved his head into Zhen Shiyuan's arms.

Zhen Shiyuan exclaimed, stumbled, almost planted, and finally stood still, just glaring at Feng Qizuo and wanting to say something, so he listened to Feng Qizuo and said: "You touch it yourself, this head is frozen like this, how many hours can it be like this?" ”

As soon as these words came out, he was almost bluntly saying that the Chai Jun who appeared in front of everyone before was not the Chai Jun in front of him.

"What's going on?" Zhen Shiyuan frowned as he spoke, and then summoned his subordinates and said, "Go and ask the people who have seen Chai Jun." ”

It was not difficult to deduce that this dead Chai Jun was not a person from the previous one who appeared in front of everyone, and she knew it almost when she came into contact with Chai Jun's cold head.

"I don't know what the relationship between this Chai Jun and everyone is?" Qiao Ran stood at the door and muttered.

"My son has very little contact with these people." A female voice suddenly rang out.

Tang Zhongyuan and Qiao Ran, who were talking at the door, turned around, but saw that Mrs. Cen, who was still unconscious, had woken up at some point, and was half-sitting on the bed at this time, her eyes were blank, and she was a little stunned.

"He and these people are not all the way," Mrs. Cen said, her eyes turned red, as if she didn't want to think about her beloved son's tragic situation, and closed her eyes, "If he hadn't come today, he wouldn't have suffered such a ......."

Qiao Ran said: "Mrs. Cen, as far as Chai Jun's body sees, he may have died before today. ”

Tang Zhongyuan also interjected on the side: "Yes, Feng Qizuo said, this dead little brother has been dead for at least a day." ”

"It can't be!" Mrs. Cen opened her eyes suddenly, glared at the two of them, and said excitedly, "Who was the one who played polo with them before?" ”

For the excited Mrs. Cen, Qiao Ran only stared at the angry Mrs. Cen for a moment of silence, and then shook her head and said, "I don't know." ”

Mrs. Cen sneered and closed her eyes again.

Tang Zhongyuan was stunned as he watched from the sidelines, even the dullest person looked out of the doorway. Miss Qiao was silent, Mrs. Cen was angry, and the two of them had already formed a bond in a few words.

This Liang Zi came inexplicably, and even Qiao Ran just spread his hands and didn't speak again. However, this did not prevent Qiao Ran from looking Mrs. Cen up and down.

Mrs. Cen closed her eyes and let her look at it.

There was silence in the house.

I don't know how long it took, Qiao Ran seemed to finally feel that there was nothing to see, and when she walked to the door, Zhen Shiyuan only asked her to look at Mrs. Cen, and carefully what happened to Mrs. Cen, as for appeasing Mrs. Cen's emotions, this kind of thing was naturally not within the scope of what she had to do.

When she walked to the door, Tang Zhongyuan naturally wouldn't stay alone in the house and followed Qiao Ran.

The wind in late autumn always comes as soon as it is said, and the winds that roll up drive the fallen leaves to fly like butterflies, Tang Zhongyuan took a sharp breath, suddenly sighed, and said strangely: "Miss Qiao, are you wearing a sachet today?" ”

A faint cold fragrance poured into the nose, this fragrance smelled good, although the smell of the fragrance knows the beauty, but also to tell the truth, Miss Qiao does not have such a fragrance on weekdays.

Qiao Ran also smelled such a quiet cold fragrance, and only lowered his head to sniff slightly on his two sleeves, and then said "oh", reached out and touched it in the sleeve pocket for a while, and then found a sachet embroidered with an orchid pattern on a white background.

"It's not mine," Qiao Ran pinched the sachet and put it to her nose and sniffed, "It's Xie Chengze's." ”

Previously, Chai Jun's head suddenly rolled down, she was startled, and instinctively leaned back, Xie Chengze on the side was probably afraid that she would fall or think she was scared, so he reached out to help her, thinking that the sachet should have fallen into her sleeve pocket at that time.

Qiao Ran looked down at the elegant and delicate sachet for a moment, put it away, and prepared to return the sachet to Xie Chengze at a later date.

The leaves were still flying on the empty road in front of him, and two people gradually appeared in his field of vision, and then he got closer and closer, walking towards this side.

"Someone ......" Tang Zhongyuan was blown by the wind and couldn't open his eyes.

Qiao Ran also raised her sleeves to block the oncoming wind, but it didn't prevent her from identifying the two people who came over.

"Zhang Xie and Xie Chengze are here."

In the end, the head dripping with blood and tears to complain about grievances is easily reminiscent of some legendary ghost stories, and it is not surprising that the people of the Yin and Yang Division will be called.

When the people got closer, the wind stopped.

"How?" Zhang Xie stepped up to her and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Qiao Ran shook her head, although she was a little scared at that moment, she had really recovered at this time. However, as a "weak woman", it is better to be "afraid".

So, she asked Zhang Jie: "Am I going to be afraid?" ”

Being able to ask this sentence shows that he has eased up, and Zhang Jie's expression has also recovered a little smile from the previous solemnity, and he said: "If you want to be afraid, I can cooperate." ”

Qiao Ran also laughed, then pointed inside, and said, "Mrs. Cen is inside, you can go in and ask her if you have something to say." ”