Chapter 8 NO.8 Smell the corpse?

When he came to the Criminal Department, when the waiter of the Criminal Department saw Murong Zhen coming, he half-knelt on the ground, clasped his fists and saluted: "The lower official will see Taifu." ”

His eyes swept over the squire of the Criminal Department, Murong Zhen said "um", and walked towards the prison with the rice grains.

The people in the prison here are all people who have committed serious crimes, and there are a small number of people who are suspected and suspicious, and in order to protect them from being wronged or killed, they are also locked up here.

Enter the prison

As far as the eye could see, Mi Li saw a group of people in shackles, with messy hair and disheveled clothes, both men and women, almost all of them in the same shape.

Looking up at Murong Zhen, he didn't know where he was taking him.

Keep walking inside, passing through layers of levels, until you reach the second underground floor.

There is a big gap between the cells here and the above, the biggest gap is that there are few people, they are neatly dressed, each cell has a table and a bed, and better yet, it is nothing more than adding a set of tea sets.

Soon, Murong Zhen came to the middle cell, where a girl who looked to be in her fifteens was being held.

The girl looked at Murong Zhen, stepped back with a frightened face, and said in a panic: "Please let me go, I really didn't kill my father, I really didn't ......"

Hearing this, Mi Li realized that this girl was only regarded as a murderer! The dog's eyes rolled, his tongue was out, and his front hooves stretched out to put it on Murong Zhen's shoulder.

Murong Zhen lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the rice grain, and said coldly: "Take her out and try again." ”

"Yes!"

The squire of the criminal department bowed his head, waved his hand to the subordinates beside him, and motioned for him to take people out.

The girl was taken out, shackled, and taken out of the cell by her subordinates.

The waiter of the criminal department turned his face slightly, staring curiously at the dog in Murong Zhen's arms, I heard that Taifu didn't like people, but I didn't expect him to like dogs.

Thinking about it, the squire of the criminal department took a step back and saw that they were all out, so he gave an order to another subordinate.

"Hurry up, send someone to catch a few good-looking dogs, and send them directly to the Taifu Courtyard in a while!"

"Yes!"

After speaking, the waiter of the Criminal Department followed and followed Murong Zhen's footsteps.

The girl was taken under the hall, and there were three people sitting in the high hall, and the one sitting in the middle was the Dali Temple Supervisor, Zhiyan. The one on the left is Murong Zhen, and the one on the right is the Shangshu of the Criminal Department, Liu Heng.

Mi Li turned his face slightly and looked at the man beside him, a middle-aged bald monk who looked nearly forty years old.

The dog's eyes narrowed slightly, the dog's mouth opened slightly, and he stuck out his tongue directly at him.

Zhi Yan turned his head without changing his face, looked at the funny appearance of Mi Li, and quickly reached out to grab the dog's head.

"Woooooooooooo

The dog's eyes glared, the dog's mouth was closed, but the tongue was still outside! The grain of rice stretched out its front hooves and scratched at him.

Already feeling the restlessness of the rice grains, Murong Zhen's eyes sank, grabbed her front hooves with one hand, and said coldly: "If you are more restless, don't want your hooves." ”

Hearing this, Zhiyan let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Why should Lord Taifu be so serious about a small creature, everything has a spirit, and only by repaying grievances with virtue can we cure its roots." ”

Hearing this, Mi Li couldn't help but scold the "old bald donkey" in her heart.

Seeing this, Murong Zhen also let go of his hand and set his eyes on the girl again.

"Bring the body up." Shangshu of the Criminal Department said coldly.

I saw that the squire of the criminal department gave an order, and after a while, the body was carried up.

Staring at the white cloth, Mi Li put down his ears and gently rubbed his tongue with his paws. Fang was bitten by his teeth, and it hurt a little.

Seeing that the corpse was brought up, Murong Zhen directly put down the rice grains and ordered, "Go and smell it." ”

Sniff? Smell the corpse?!

Mi Li turned around suddenly, and the dog's eyes widened in disbelief. Someone asks a dog to help catch the bad guys, someone asks the dog to find something!

But! Smell the corpse and what is going on.

Hurriedly stretched out his front hooves and gently scratched his trouser legs, Mi Li was ten thousand reluctant in his heart.

I only felt that the temperature was gradually decreasing, and when she looked at Murong Zhen again, she saw him say in a cold voice: "If you don't find anything, you don't need to eat lunch." ”

"Taifu still don't have to be strong, this dog is just a brute, what can it do?" Shangshu of the Criminal Department said with a smile, staring at the rice grains, although she looked like a wolf, all her actions were not what a wolf should have.

Listening to Liu Heng's words, Mi Li was suddenly unhappy, turned around and ran towards the corpse, ready to go and check it.