"Maybe that person doesn't have the ability? Like being drugged! An An hurriedly stretched out her head.

"It's also a direction, but the time is not right, at that time someone was secretly observing, they didn't see the second person entering, but they saw the first person leaving; I found the shadow of the old man chatting with the second person from a distance, and when I turned back, the old man was killed. The old man thought about it and shook his head.

"Why are you still here?" Qingqing suddenly turned her head and looked at Tang Leng and Ximen Kai, she remembered that she had ordered them to do things.

Tang Leng saluted them himself and withdrew; Ximen Kai stood there, glanced up at Qingqing, and then turned around and left with a dark face.

"Did your people see the murderer?" Xiao Yue looked at Qiao Ye.

"We can't save him! Of course, we didn't know that he was an old man. Before this, there were five people in Kaifeng Mansion, and he was only one of them. Qiao Ye spread his hands and said very calmly.

"Grandpa, where is the evidence?" Qingqing came with the evidence collected yesterday.

The old man gave her a small book, and the people in Kaifeng Mansion were still good at the painting site. Qingqing has been teaching for so many years, and she can always learn something.

Qingqing opened it and looked at it, seeing that there was still a rubbings of footprints inside, she picked it up and looked at it, her brows furrowed tightly.

"What's wrong?"

"Looks like everybody knows we're going to look at footprints, these people, wearing shoes that don't fit them, is it fun?" Qingqing gave the footprints to Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue took a look, he was really not that professional.

An An hurriedly stretched out his little fat hand and patted it.

Xiao Yue gave the rubbing to An An, and An An looked at it, "Do big feet wear small shoes?" ”

"How do you see it?" Xiao Yue doesn't understand.

"Look at the power point, you think about how you would walk if you wore shoes that were one size smaller." Qingqing said softly.

Xiao Yue didn't wear small shoes, but he looked at his feet, "The toes will be wrapped together, but they can't exert force?" ”

"Almost, mainly after the man sat down, he took off his shoes. Wearing shoes from under the table is different from big shoes. Qingqing showed them the shoe prints under the table.

"Look at it this way, this person is not careful?" Xiao Yue looked at the footprints and frowned.

"You can't have complete control over yourself." Qingqing shook her head, "There is no poison in the tea, and the teacup has been brought back, where is it?" ”

Qingqing looked up at Qiao Ye, Qiao Ye gave her a paper bag, and there were words written on it, but the words were a little bad, and they were finally correct.

Qingqing sat down carefully, took out a small brush and toner from her box, and looked at the fingerprints on it very carefully, for a while, she shook her head, "There are no fingerprints on it." ”

"That's why now people are smart." An An also expressed some regret.

"It's not bad, it's very concerned about us." Qingqing smiled, put the cup back in the paper bag, and resealed the bag again. Put it back in his box and look up at Master Jiang, "Do you have anything else to say about this corpse?" ”

"You're right, the master doesn't necessarily find the place so quickly, so look here." Master Jiang took a convex crystal mirror and motioned to a place for Qingqing to take a look.

Qingqing passed, it was a small needle eye under the neck, the old man was old, and his neck was full of folds, if it wasn't for Master Jiang's related acupoints one by one, he might not be able to find it.

"My husband is a soldier, a needle pierced him, can he not hide?" Qingqing gently touched her neck.

"I don't know." Master Jiang accepted his own things, and the meaning was very clear, he only took care of the autopsy, and he didn't care about the rest.

"Master, give me a pulse! See if I can skip the vegetarian diet? An An saw that Master Jiang had packed up his things, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and looked at Master Jiang expectantly.

"When you can see your feet without putting your stomach away, you don't have to eat like this." Master Jiang saw that his little apprentice still had love, so he tapped him lightly and said with a smile.

"I'm okay to look at what feet, what's the use of me looking at feet?" An An was furious.

"I'm going up to the mountain for fasting, do you want to come with me?"

"Master, why are you going again?" An An looked disgusted, he thought about it now, in fact, his family was okay, but he still had a little meat to eat.

"You can find a quiet place and get some sleep." Master Jiang looked at An An, thought about it, and couldn't help but ask, "Have you really never been afraid?" ”

"Why are you afraid, I didn't kill them, I'm helping them to avenge their grievances, how much do they thank me? I haven't gotten any money from them yet. An An said, he was about to be moved, he helped them redress their grievances, and confiscated the money, he felt that it was not that he was afraid of these corpses now, but that these corpses were afraid of him.

Qingqing drew a picture of the autopsy by herself and checked it again, but when she heard An An's words, she glanced back at An An.

"Who do you want to ask for money?"

"Alas!" An An let out a long sigh again, "Forget it, I was taken away by my mother if I took it." How can my mother like money so much? ”

"Because it's your mother." Master Jiang replied, thought about it, looked at the corpse again, put on gloves again, and gently pressed it on the old man's head and neck with both hands.

Xiao Yue doesn't understand, look at An An.

"The time for a person to die is too short now, and if he was injured in life, he can't show it now, but he can still feel it with his hands. For example, if we fall, in addition to bruises, it will actually be red and swollen first. "Although An An came to Yamen to learn art, most of it was because of the inspiration of the chef who can make meatloaf in Yamen. However, he actually learned the kung fu of the autopsy by the way.

"I'll add you a chicken leg in the evening." Xiao Yue really thinks An An is not bad now.

"If you can, change the leg of lamb!" An An said hurriedly.

"Well, I promise, it's the size of a chicken leg." It's no wonder that Xiao Yue let him succeed.

"You're so bad!" An An didn't want to deal with Xiao Yue.

Qingqing didn't want to deal with them, now she was looking at Master Jiang intently, she was not a forensic doctor, she really couldn't do this.

Master Jiang walked again, and also looked up and shook his head at Qingqing, "No." ”

"So it's not a master, because if you miss a hit, it's self-defeating. Then, this needle and that knife can only explain one problem, and those who come are not motivated. Qingqing was not disappointed, what she cared about was the truth.

"There is also an understanding of medical skills, knowing how to recognize acupuncture points, and being able to find the heart with one knife." Master Jiang took a dagger, pointed it at the white pig, measured it with his hands, and then followed the angle of the bone, his dagger really slipped into the pork. Master Jiang is over half a hundred years old, he is thin and thin, and in terms of strength, that is, an ordinary literati can use it. It's actually a coincidence.

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