Hu Yanjin performed light skills, took the buckwheat, and soon came to the suburbs of Yizhuang.

Yizhuang's Lao Kang left a few years ago, he had no relatives, and he still spent money to buy a thin coffin for him and bury it.

Now it's a mute named Ah Kuan who has taken over Lao Kang's class. The most difficult supernumerary personnel in the yamen to recruit is the Yizhuang guard, Xu Xianling said, anyway, guarding the corpse, the corpse doesn't need you to chat with him, the dumb is dumb.

The buckwheat here is familiar, and I have been here since I was a child. They bypassed the hut where Ah Kuan lived in front of them, pushed the door and entered the morgue, and the smell of corpses came to their faces. Fortunately, Hua Qiao was prepared, and she and Hu Yanjin were wearing masks.

Hu Yanjin lit the fire fold, and now he could see clearly, there were a total of three corpses in the morgue. The two bodies were respectively contained in two thin coffins, which should be a family in the county that had died in their homes, and they were temporarily parked here for a few days before being buried.

On the very side, it is wrapped in a cloth and placed on the table. As soon as Hua Qiao saw it, he knew that it was the abandoned corpse, and on the day he found it, he was wrapped like this.

"There!" Hua Qiao walked over and lifted the black cloth that wrapped the corpse, and the corpse had not been touched since that day, after waiting for Yu, catching heads, and making a meeting. The few fly eggs I saw that day have turned into dozens of eggs, so I will take them and bury them in the next two days.

However, the flat pigtail on the waist of the little flask boy is missing!

"Something missing?" Hu Yanjin asked. Wearing a thick mask, he didn't speak very clearly. Hua Qiao only nodded, and flipped through it again in vain. The flat braid is wrapped around the waist and it is impossible for it to fall off on its own.

It was the first time Hu Yanjin had seen this corpse, so he raised the fire fold to the face of the male corpse and looked at it. Now the weather is quite cool, the corpse is not decomposing quickly, five or six days later, the face is still recognizable except for the eggs of flies.

If the earrings can't be found, the buckwheat will cover the black cloth back as it is. Hu Yanjin looked at the little wine pot boy twice, and turned around to draw a portrait.

On the way here just now, Hua Qiao had already told him about the inn, and he knew everything else, because the deceased had lived in that inn, which was the clue he found. He also deliberately suggested that the shopkeeper should sell the horses in order to attract the attention of the buckwheat.

He is the ...... Lack of virtue son.

But the strange name that Xiao Er said, and the family history of the little wine pot boy, he didn't have time to check it yet.

Jieyu, who was beheaded by Emperor Yongle last year? Could it be Xiao Jieyu? Emperor Yongle suspected that she was going to poison herself, and although she was just chasing after the wind, she still killed her. Then this little wine pot boy should be surnamed Xiao...... Lord Xiao...... Hu Yanjin suddenly had an idea in his heart.

Hua Qiao couldn't think of where to go for the braid, when she suddenly heard the door of the morgue "creak......". The two hurriedly turned around, and suddenly they were terrified, only to see a ghostly face appear at the door of the morgue.

Hu Yanjin hurriedly reached into his arms, took out the whip, Hua Qiao stretched out his hand to stop him, pulled the mask with his hand, and said, "It's Ah Kuan!" ”

Even though he was bold, Hu Yanjin still had a chill down his back: I said Ah Kuan, can you not put your oil lamp under your face?

Ah Kuan recognized the buckwheat, and he was also greatly relieved, and walked over and babbled and gestured, asking what the buckwheat was doing?

Hua Qiao pointed to the corpse's waist, and Ah Kuan made a gesture to let Hua Qiao go with him. Hua Qiao and Hu Yanjin followed Ah Kuan to the small house where he lived. Ah Kuan opened a box on the side of the wall and pointed to it with a smile for Hua Qiao to see.

Inside the box were scattered and worthless things, which Ah Kuan had taken from the corpse. The buckwheat pulled out a long band, which was the braid. The earring suddenly hung on it.

Hua Qiao took off the earrings, handed the flat braid to Ah Kuan, and gestured for him to put it back on the corpse. Ah Kuan nodded with a smile and took the oil lamp back to the morgue to tie his belt.

"Look, this is a woman's earring, and I guess Miss Guo is holding the other one." Hua Qiao took the earrings and compared them to her earlobes. Hu Yanjin noticed that there was a mole on the tip of Hua Qiao's right earlobe, as if it was about to drip from her earlobe, which was very special.

Hua Qiao glanced at Hu Yanjin's waist and asked strangely, "Huh?" Why don't you hang such a belt? I thought that my son was all the rage to wear such braids. ”

Hu Yanjin laughed again, how many bends does this little girl have in her mind? He still explained seriously: "Popularity is popularity, but I don't like wearing ornaments on my body." These little things look good to women when they are worn, and when men hang them, don't they become women? ”

What he didn't say was: if he fell on the scene during some action, wouldn't it be in vain to provide evidence to others?

Without waiting for Ah Kuan to come back, the two left Ah Kuan's hut and walked out. It wasn't until he walked more than a dozen steps away and slowed down that Hua Qiao took two deep breaths, and it just so happened that Hu Yanjin was also doing this.

"You ......," the two said in unison. Well, it's only the first date today, and there's still a little bit of tacit understanding missing. Both laughed.

"You speak first." Hu Yanjin opened his mouth first.

"I mean, even if we know now that Little Wine Pot and Miss Guo both died of mercury poisoning, and they have an old marriage contract and are in love, who will kill them? There's no motive for killing. ”

Hu Yanjin nodded appreciatively and said, "You're right, there must be a motive to kill." Or you can assume that if they were poisoned, who would be happiest? ”

"Guo Chengshilang? He must have felt that his daughter had lost his face by going to the flask. ”

"Well, he would have thought so, but at most he would have hung his daughter on the beams of the house as if he had hanged himself, rather than being so cruelly poured with mercury." After Hu Yanjin finished speaking, she was stunned when she saw Hua Qiao, guessing that she was frightened by the assumption that her father killed his daughter.

Hu Yanjin didn't dare to tease her anymore, so he continued: "The one who poisoned them like this and then quickly could also be Miss Guo's new fiancé Zhao Xifeng." Don't underestimate men's jealousy, it can also make people crazy. ”

"So...... Do we start with Guo Chengshilang, or do we want to check from Zhao Xifeng? Only then did Hua Qiao come back to her senses.

She spread out her palm, and the earrings just now were lying quietly in her palm, like a pair of lovers, calling each other, but they couldn't find each other.

Hua Qiao's eyes were a little moist, just for the love of the two of them.

She looked up at Hu Yanjin, who she only met today, and for some reason, she had a kind of trust in him in her heart.

"Tomorrow night, let's go to Miss Guo's boudoir first, the first seven have not passed, and her boudoir should still be intact. I want this pair of earrings to find a separate partner. We'll look it up together, right? ”

Hu Yanjin's heart was as warm and comfortable as a spring breeze, and he replied with a smile:

"Yes, let's look it up together."