Chapter 11: Isn't it a case of dried corpses?

Isn't it just a corpse case!

As long as the source of the corpse is found, it will be eight or nine and ten!

The important clue to the origin of this corpse is the tattoos on their bodies.

"Are the tattoos drawn?" Mo Youzhi asked about the tattoo before.

"Lord Huidu, the small one has been traced." She handed her the picture, "It's just that the skin of the two deceased has dried up, and it is really incomplete." ”

Mo Youzhi glanced at it and handed it to Miao Miaomiao.

Miao Miaomiao unfolded the paper and looked at it through the candlelight.

Then he reminded Mo Youzhi in a low voice: "Ask the person in charge if he can recognize it, if he can't recognize it, call out all the practitioners in the building to compare the tattoos, there are always similarities." ”

Soon.

The little boys and waiters in the building all stood in the center of the lobby.

"Everyone shows off their tattoos, Lord Du has to compare them!"

The middle-aged man in charge was the first to show the tattoo on his arm.

"I'll take the lead, and I'll give the Captain a look first~"

"What kind of flower is this?" Mo Youzhi asked, looking at the tattoo on his arm.

"This is Yueji~" The man threw a wink at her, "Thorny~"

Miao Miaomiao, who was standing aside, couldn't help but shrink her neck and rubbed the goosebumps on her body.

"My lord, hurry up and make the next one." Miao Miaomiao reminded.

At this time, some people have already begun to untie their belts, and some have already taken off their pants.

"You! What are you guys doing with your pants off?! ”

The minions had spears in their hands and immediately aimed them at their big cheeks.

"Back to the adults......" The little ones lifted the hem of their clothes, "We've got all the things the adults want to see here......"

"Boom!"

A vase shattered.

Everyone's eyes shifted to the place where the sound came from.

I saw a young girl holding on to the table, swaying.

Mo Youzhi immediately stepped forward to support her: "What's wrong?" ”

Miao Miaomiao only felt a powerful breath pull her to her senses.

When she touched her nose, it was bloody.

"Mo thing...... I'm just a little anemic...... Let's continue, keep ......"

Under Miao Miaomiao's supervision, the artists on the first floor were divided into four waves.

Namely: flowers, birds, fish, insects, four types of tattoos.

The number of people involved in each type of tattoo varies, with "flower" being the largest.

And the tattoo drawn on the dried corpse also looks like a "flower".

But as for what kind of flower, it is unknown.

It's just a few strokes, and there is not even a complete shape, so it's really hard to distinguish.

"What's next?" Mo Youzhi saw that her nose was still bleeding, so he asked the waiter to fetch some ice cubes and come back to give her ice.

Miao Miaomiao wiped her cuffs, and a blood mark was left on her fair face: "Next, call all the tattoo masters in the city!" Let them see who made it! Who has ever tattooed! ”

However, just as the tattoo master was summoned, the waiter who had just received the order to take the ice hurried over.

It is said that two frozen men were found in the ice cellar.

Looking at the clothes, it should be Chunhua and Qiuyue.

Who will hide in the ice cellar?!

Miao Miaomiao instantly felt that her nose was clear: "Go!" Check it out! ”

The ice cellar here is small.

Compared to the palace, it is simply a drop in the bucket.

The two frozen men in the waiter's mouth were still sitting in the corner, motionless.

He stepped forward and touched it, turned around and immediately reported: "My lord, these two people are still alive." ”

This living man is not doing their business.

Mo ordered the soldiers to carry these two people out, and then invited a doctor to come over to see how the lives of these two were.