"Alas!" Ximen Kai sighed lightly, and seeing that Qiao Ye brought people in, he was busy changing the topic, "You say, what's going on this time?" A killer only, as far as it goes? ”

"Let's go back!" Lord Tie shook his head and smiled at Qiao Ye, "Qiao Ye, will you go back early in the evening?" There should be nothing going on in the prison tonight? ”

Qiao Ye arched his hand: "Congratulations to my lord!" ”

Iron touched his nose again, and left the dungeon with his hands behind his back in a boring way.

"Master Qiao, you are busy!" Ximen Kai took the burden and smiled at Qiao Ye, and followed Lord Tie out of the dungeon.

Qiao Ye sat back in his special seat, and the group of jailers who had just been transferred went to see the other prisoners first, and saw that they were fine, and when they returned to the door, the four of them glanced at each other, "Old man, that!" ”

"It's stupid!" Qiao Ye lowered his head and muttered.

"Old man!"

"So much money, the face of several lifetimes. It's stupid! "The old man really hated it at this time.

The four of them looked at each other again and sighed softly.

"I'm still younger!" The older one in the middle smiled with a smile, "Those ...... families"

"It's not that the children are young, it's that those families are young. In the future, those families will not be allowed to enter, so let them change their meals. Qiao Ye said in a deep voice.

The one sank for a moment and thought, "It's also a few lifetimes, is this good?" ”

"If you don't teach your children well, you have to hand over your position. This is the rule of the old generation! Your little two don't have no land to go, come in. Qiao Ye had a cold face.

The man was overjoyed and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, when I go back, I will teach the children again." ”

"Money is a good thing, but you have to know how to reach out?" Qiao Ye sneered.

The four of them took a breath silently and didn't dare to speak again.

"Work in separate shifts." Qiao Ye leaned in and closed his eyes.

"Yes!" The four of them responded in unison and silently retreated to the lounge. Everyone didn't want to talk anymore, and the four families in that class just now lost their qualifications, so the people in the other positions of the four families had to give up their positions. At this time, everyone felt a little sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox, even the one who solved his second child's meal was in a very heavy mood.

In the mortuary on the other side of the mansion, Qingqing did not change his clothes, and he was still blindfolded with only a pair of eyes. The bodies of the fat man and the killer were side by side, and Master Jiang asked the apprentices to light the butter candles, and a bright copper sheet was placed behind the butter candles, which were angled towards the corpses, making them look as bright as day.

"Let's see what the killer eats first!" Qingqing said to Master Jiang as soon as she entered the door.

Master Jiang nodded, his work clothes were a black coat, and the little fat man was also wearing the same evidence collection clothes as Qingqing, but it looked a bit like a big white dumpling.

Master Jiang's craftsmanship was still good, and he quickly cut open the killer's chest.

"Huh? Could it be a crane top red? If you put it in your mouth, you die! An An stretched out his head, because there was nothing in the killer's stomach, and a piece of meat was stuck in the middle of the esophagus without much chewing, and it was obvious that the person died when the food got here. What kind of poison is this?

Qingqing silently took out the piece of meat, put it in a white porcelain bowl, covered it with a porcelain lid and put it aside.

"Master Jiang, shave the deceased's hair." Qingqing examined the deceased's whole body, frowning.

Master Jiang didn't speak, took a clipper to clean the killer's hair, and nodded.

"Alas, that's stupid!" An An also frowned and let out a long sigh.

The killer had a needle hole in his temple, and judging from the black blood, it was where the real poisoning was. Apparently someone was at the killer's side at the time, and the killer was eating, and a poisonous needle pierced the softest temple.

"So the murderer may be the jailer, because if we have a little effort, we will have to wait three days before we can see the fingerprints." Qingqing pointed to the eye of the needle and shook her head gently.

"That's why I said it's stupid!" An An pouted and shook her head slightly.

"They should have been preparing for a long time, and before we came, the client should have also come to see that the person died, and the money was given, so they didn't have time to take the money out. So the footprints they want to go to are not theirs, but those of the entrusting party. ”

"Can you still pick it?"

"It's hard!" Qingqing shook her head and began to carefully examine the fat man's body.

The fat man's body had been around for several days, and if it weren't for the fact that the weather was still cold, and the mortuary was even more gloomy and cold, the corpse would have rotted long ago. But if there is a scar at this time, it can be revealed.

"There are no wounds, the deceased was killed by a knife?" Qingqing looked back at Master Jiang.

"Look at his feet!" Master Jiang moved his chin.

An An hurriedly pulled Qingqing to the fat man's feet, and his bare feet were exposed outside the white cloth.

Qingqing took a candlestick and lowered her head and squinted.

"How long did it take you to see that?" Qingqing finished reading it and smiled at An An.

"Master also let me see it, and I'll know when I see it." An An said proudly.

"You're getting smarter." Qingqing gently touched his little face.

"yes, huh?" An An proudly put his hands behind his back.

"Go see the killer's feet." She turned to the killer, An An didn't need Qingqing to do anything, she went to take off the killer's boots, as well as cloth socks, and moved her nose, "God, how long has it been since he washed his feet?" ”

"He's been locked up for so many days?" Qingqing smiled, looking down at the feet.

There are many different things that can be seen from people's shoe prints, sock prints, and footprints. She looked back at the killer's boots again.

"See what?" Simon drove in and covered his nose, for there had been some smell here for many years.

"The fat man's feet are very interesting, we always knew that he was good at kung fu, but it was so easy to be killed by this one, thinking that this one was better. In fact, it's still one-sided! Qingqing was still looking at the murderer's boots, but asked Simon to open to see the fat man's feet.

"The calluses on his feet show that he is not playing well?" Ximen Kai is a master, and he can look at it from the perspective of practicing kung fu.

"He must have had an injury to his knee to form this particular point of focus on his foot. It can also be seen from the side that the murderer is a professional killer! You see, the deceased had no other wounds, and was killed with a single sword. Qingqing shook her head.

"Yes, he bought it all over his body in a ready-to-wear shop in Beijing, and I also saw the dagger, which is the mainland goods of the general weapons shop, or the shop in the capital, and he didn't buy it, it should be taken by hand!" Ximen nodded, agreeing with Qingqing's analysis, "Is there anything else?" ”

Ximen Kai frowned, and the baggage cloth asked people to check, thinking that Qingqing was in the mortuary, hoping that she could see something.

"Cause of death!" Qingqing pointed to the killer's bald head.