It is reported that the deceased in the temple is the sister-in-law of the woman in Tsing Yi last night, who is lying at the foot of the Buddha statue at this time, with a dagger in her chest, and the white bed clothes are soaked with blood.

"Young girl, you mourn." Ruyu's son sat in a wheelchair and persuaded the woman in Tsing Yi who was kneeling on the ground.

Beautiful people are noticed everywhere, and the eyes of the people in the room have moved to these two people.

One sits and one kneels, one is as warm as jade, the other is as light as a chrysanthemum, a good pair of beauties.

Feng Wanwan poked Long San beside him: "Tell me, who are those two?" ”

"What? I'm interested in looking at people's parents, I said look in the mirror, people don't look down on you, the girl next to him is much more beautiful than you. ”

Long San opened the fan he was carrying with him and fanned it, opening his eyes and talking nonsense.

Feng Wanwan is actually not ugly, on the contrary, it is very beautiful, with a slightly baby fat goose egg face, clear big eyes like a clear spring, a tall nose bridge, a red and glamorous small mouth, if you are thinner, it is definitely a bright and beautiful twenty-eight beauty.

And the woman beside Yan Yanhua looks elegant and beautiful, like a wrinkled chrysanthemum in the wind, probably because she is sad, giving people a weak and can't help the wind, which makes people feel pity.

For Long San's nonsense, Feng Wanwan pouted, when she was in school, she didn't know how many sins she suffered because of her appearance, she was met by male classmates on campus, and she was rubbed by a pervert when she went out to ride, even if she went to work, some female colleagues behind the company also talked about her performance being linked to her beauty.

Long San ignored him when he saw Feng Wanwan, and he didn't tease her anymore: "The man is the eldest son of the martial arts alliance leader, Yan Yanhua, and the woman is Qingdai from Tsing Yi Valley." ”

Martial Arts Alliance Leader?

This guy is the son of the leader of the martial arts alliance?

Feng Wanwan never thought that her fiancé would be such an identity?

It's not small! No wonder Ah Fu is so dragged.

Also What is Tsing Yi Valley?

"What is Tsing Yi Valley?" Feng Wanwan asked shamelessly.

Long San put away the fan and knocked her on the head: "Tsing Yi Valley, you don't know, what did you eat to grow up?" ”

Feng Wanwan was stunned by this fan, she had been rubbed with oil but had never been beaten, so she raised her foot and kicked it.

Long San was defenseless, was kicked squarely, and pointed at Feng Wanwan: "Woman." ”

The voice was a little louder, and the people who led them to look at them.

The little maid Ah Fu even pointed to Feng Wanwan and said to his son-in-law: "Son, look, this eldest lady has come with me again." ”

But his son just glanced at Feng Wanwan coldly, and he saw a gentleness in his eyes towards the woman in Tsing Yi.

Long San, who was still angry just now, smiled: "I remember, you kicked his car yesterday."

Feng Wanwan glanced at the robe he had just changed: "Do you want me to kick you again?" ”

Ryuzo: "......"

"Evening, Yanhua, you're here too." Outside the door, a middle-aged man in a blue robe, more than seven feet long, with a white face and a short beard and a kind face, walked in.

Yan Yanhua, who was in a wheelchair, put away his indifferent face in the late afternoon and bowed to the middle-aged man: "Uncle Feng." ”

"Your own family, don't be polite." The middle-aged man helped Yan Yanhua for a moment.

"Young girl, you mourn, if there is anything to help, I'm going to be there for me, 'Fengzhu Villa'." The middle-aged man turned around and lowered his body to comfort the woman in Tsing Yi.

"Thank you, Master Feng." The woman in Tsing Yi bent down and saluted.

An official standing next to the corpse also put down what he was doing and walked to the middle-aged man to greet him: "Feng Zhuang Master, are you here?" You see ....... ”

The middle-aged man Feng Zhuang raised his hand to stop the words of the leading official: "Xun Zhutou, the people of Tsing Yi Valley have an accident in our Red Leaf Town, if you have anything to help, just say it, we will definitely do our best." ”

"That's great, Feng Zhuang Master, can you please help us see a few crime scenes and the wounds of the deceased?" Shun Zhutou made an inviting gesture.

"Hmm." The owner of Feng Zhuang nodded, glanced at Feng Wanwan who was standing by the door and Long San beside her, and twisted his eyebrows: "Wanwan, come here." ”

"Oh," Feng Wanwan subconsciously responded.

This owner's surname is Feng?

Could it be his own father?

Although Feng Wanwan had doubts, she still took a few steps forward and walked to the middle-aged man's side.

"Come with me and take a look, Xun Zhutou, this is the little girl Wanwan." The owner of the village introduced to Xun Zhutou.

Feng Wanwan is not confused, this is really her father.

"Hello Miss Feng." Ten heads and fists.

There is a kind of learning, and Feng Wanwan also hugged his fists and saluted: "Xun catches the head." ”

"You are neither big nor small, your name is Uncle Xun." The owner of Feng Zhuang patted Feng Wanwan's head, and was beaten twice a day, and Feng Wanwan was enough, but the person next to her was her nominal father, so she didn't resist and made a bow again: "Uncle Xun." ”

"Miss Feng is polite." Xun Zhutou held the bent arm of the lower seal.

"Come and see, Wanwan, what can you see?" The owner of the Feng Zhuang walked over to the female corpse and took a cursory look.

Looking at the corpse twice a day, Feng Wanwan felt that the bad luck of his previous life for more than 20 years was concentrated on this day.

Sighing secretly, Feng Wanwan carefully moved to the side of the corpse and looked up and down the woman's clothes, and then looked at the Buddha statue behind the woman.

Seeing that Feng Wanwan looked at it quite carefully, the owner of Feng Zhuang was a little surprised, and the eldest daughter, who had always jumped out in his eyes, also had such a meticulous side: "How is it, what do you see?" ”

"Then I'll try to talk about it, and if it's wrong, I'll ask Uncle Xun and ...... Father corrected," Feng Wanwan said.

"Well, you name it." The owner of the village nodded.

"She was carried here and committed suicide because she was humiliated." The night was shocked.

Everyone raised their eyes to look at her, including the owner of the village and Xun Zhutou.

"How do you know she's committing suicide." Xun Zhutou asked first.

"First of all, she had no shoes on, her feet were barefoot, but there were no scars or stains on her feet except for the dust of this temple, and her pants were quite clean. But the grass outside the temple was knee-deep, and the ground was full of stones and rubble, and if she had come by herself, it would not have been so clean. There is also her clothes, and there are a lot of wrinkles in the abdomen, so I guess she was carried by someone. Feng Wanwan paused when she said this, and looked up at her father and Xun Zhutou.

The owner of the Feng Zhuang nodded and motioned for her to continue.

"There is also the location of her wound in the chest, and the dagger that pierced it is almost to the handle, which is the stab is very deep, and the wound is almost flush, and there is blood on both of her sleeves, so she committed suicide."

"Why didn't he kill him?" Zhan Gongzi, who was sitting in a wheelchair, asked, he couldn't imagine that the usually rude woman would have such a side.

Because there was blood on both of her sleeves, and the blood on her sleeves was either blocked with both hands or stabbed with her own hands. If he kills, he will block it with both hands, and it will not be so deep, so the blood stains on the sleeves are stained by the dagger pierced in. And if he kills, the murderer is taller than her, and the angle of the dagger will be from top to bottom, and if he is shorter than her, the angle of the dagger will be from the bottom up. Ryuzo on the side explained.

Feng Wanwan stared at Long San for a while, this kid is not bad, and she finished everything she had to say.

Ryuzo squeezed his eyes at her.

"Ahem...... Ahem...... then how do you guess that she is humiliated. Feng Zhuang asked with a cough twice.

"You see, the dust on this Buddha statue has been wiped off from top to bottom, and there are traces of struggling left and right, so the woman should have leaned on the Buddha statue first, and her clothes should have been tidied up by someone who came to help her, the blood stains on the clothes were messy, and the clothes were tied."

"I put the clothes in order." The woman in Tsing Yi kneeling on the ground said.

"I didn't expect Miss Feng to have this kind of ability to know everything at a young age, and the owner of Feng Zhuang is really good at teaching." Xun Zhutou boasted.

"You've won the prize, kid is talking nonsense." The owner of the Feng Zhuang twisted his short beard and said modestly, but the expression on his face was not modest.