Wu Renyao's face was covered with a triangular handkerchief stained with herbal juice, which was used to block the strong smell of corpses, as well as insects and corpse fluids that might fly, which he stole from his teacher on weekdays.

And there were all kinds of hammers and knives and other tools in the box, although no one taught him, but he had seen it to some extent, and he also had the heart to learn about autopsy. Even if I haven't tried it myself, I still know how to use these things.

Zhuang Rou dragged a bench and sat outside the grass shed, waiting for the results of his test, Wu Renyao's level was too bad, she didn't want to go in to see, who knew if the meat would be cut and splashed everywhere by him.

She watched Wu Renyao pick up a sharp little scimitar, and half of her body poked into the coffin, when she heard a strange sound coming from inside, as if she was cutting something, and the sound of the knife rubbing against the bones made people's teeth soft.

Click!

Mrs. Zhu raised her head and said with a blank look: "Official...... Can you tap it?

Wu Renyao was sweating profusely and turned back a little embarrassed, looked at her and said, "I'm sorry, I used too much force just now and broke a bone, so I'll put it back." ”

"What......" Mrs. Zhu looked dazed, this is an apprentice!

Zhuang Rou held her forehead speechlessly, although novices will make such mistakes, but there are usually no outsiders, so no one thinks anything about it. But now that Mrs. Zhu is here, his hairy appearance is really embarrassing.

But the novice is like this, there is no way to avoid it at all, she can only look elsewhere, shut up and wait honestly.

I don't know what Wu Renyao was tossing inside, and finally heard him shout, "My lord, an old wound was found on the left leg bone, and it seems that it has been a long time." There is a small hole in the temple on the left side of the skull, which should be caused by a sharp weapon piercing, and the bone next to it has some dents, which may have been pierced several times without piercing. ”

Zhuang Rou stood up and walked over quickly, the rotten flesh on the bone of her left leg was cut open by Wu Renyao, revealing the bones underneath. He had rinsed it with a spout, revealing some of the dirty bones.

If it weren't for Wu Renyao's guidance, Zhuang Rou wouldn't have been able to find the broken bones and old wounds on the bones at all, she took out a triangular handkerchief from Wu Renyao's box, covered her mouth and nose, and lowered her head into the coffin to look at it.

Sure enough, there were some old wounds on the leg bones, but they were so good that they were almost indistinguishable from the injuries. And there is a wound on the left temple, and a piece of skin and flesh has been shaved by Wu Renyao, and you can see that there are nine dents on the bones below.

Zhuang Rou stood up and frowned, it seemed that this person had been killed and thrown into the river. Look at this wound, it should be something sharp, standing very close and frantically piercing.

Only one wound was fatal, and the other wounds were not serious, which showed that the man's strength was not great. It seems that as long as the missing daughter-in-law is found, the case can be solved.

She walked in front of Mrs. Zhu, faced the gaze full of complicated emotions, and said calmly: "I'm sure, there is an old injury on my left leg, and eighty percent of it is your son." But not necessarily, there are also people whose legs are broken, and there is such a coincidence in this world. ”

Mrs. Zhu was not crying or laughing at what she said, so she could only look at her in a daze and ask, "My lord, what should I do now, is this my son?" ”

"Once the case is solved, his identity can be found. I'm going to take you back to Yamen now, find a painter to paint your son and daughter-in-law, and then you will go to the Disaster Relief Department to stay temporarily. Zhuang Rou said.

Hearing that there was a place to eat and live, Mrs. Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she was really miserable, and couldn't help crying again.

Zhuang Rou didn't scold her, but waited for Wu Renyao to pack up the box, then took everyone back to the yamen in the carriage, and called the scribe who was the best at portraits.

Dictated by Mrs. Zhu, the scribe drew the person she said with a pen, and after the painting was finished, she showed it to her, and rebuilt it in the wrong place. However, Mrs. Zhu was too old, and her speech was not so clear, and she wasted twenty or thirty pieces of paper before she could be regarded as painting a portrait of her.

After giving Mrs. Zhu a look, Zhuang Rou took the painted portrait and looked at it, Liu Hong was a very ordinary poor scholar, and there was nothing particularly outstanding on his face, and he would never find it in the crowd.

But the daughter-in-law there is different, and I don't know if the scribe is better for the young woman, but the daughter-in-law here is beautiful. Apricot eyes and cherry small mouth, eyebrows lightly drooping, looking pitiful and gentle.

She looked up at the scribe, "Is this woman really painted according to the old man?" Why didn't I think it looked so good when I listened to it, don't mess around. ”

The scribe was very aggrieved and said, "My lord, you have really wronged me, and the woman in her mouth looks like this." This poor man can also marry a wife, and it is not only an ugly woman who can marry a poor man. ”

Zhuang Rou had to look at Mrs. Zhu again and confirm with her again, "Does it really look like this?" ”

"Yes, the women who have turned into ashes remember it clearly, it is like this, otherwise where can my son be fascinated like that. Kill a chicken at home, and the thighs have to be clamped for her to eat, I didn't think things would turn out like this, I knew that I was ...... Alas! Mrs. Zhu cried and said, I knew that this kind of thing would happen, and no matter how beautiful the woman was, she would not marry into the family.

A rich and good-looking woman said that she was fleeing and passing by, and casually married this poor scholar. Zhuang Rou felt that this case was really inexplicable, and the daughter-in-law there had the biggest problem, and she had to find out the person immediately.

So she took Mrs. Zhu out of the door and went to the resettlement place of the Disaster Relief Department, but she couldn't put all the victims in the yamen. The Disaster Relief Division is a little far away, that is, the big mansion of Cailai Gambling House, Zhuang Rou handed over the business of selling Yingfuxing to them, and in exchange for them voluntarily donated the house to the government.

I made a lot of money, and I bought a shop in a prosperous place, which can be regarded as a big profit.

Zhuang Rou gave this house to the Disaster Relief Division, which happened to be a large room, and could sleep a lot of victims on the floor.

There are also small rooms, which are naturally for the elderly and young patients and pregnant people, but they have not yet been opened. Except for a few boys she picked up on the side of the road, and a girl who sold herself to bury her father, there was no one else.

Mrs. Zhu was placed here by her, with a bed and bedding, a clean bath, and a full meal every day, which was much better than the previous days.

After explaining a few words to her, don't run blindly and can't find anyone when the time comes, if there is anything in the case, she will come to her, and Zhuang Rou will leave with someone.

She stood on the street and shook the two portraits, and said to Niu Dayong: "I really don't know where to find these two people, and I don't want to post them, it's not good to startle the snake." Originally, your nose was smart, but this is just a portrait and not food, so there is no way to find someone. ”

"It seems that I still have to go to that Qin Qiu and let him go out with Hanako to find a more suitable one."

Niu Dayong stared at these two portraits, and the more he looked at them, the more familiar he felt, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them at all. Half an hour later, his stomach suddenly rumbled.

patted his belly, he said with a sad face: "Sister Zhuang, let's have dinner first." Not far from here, there is a fish house, and the fish sold in it are varied, and the taste is good. ”

Zhuang Rou saw that it was not too early, so she nodded and took the portrait into her arms, and asked him to lead the way to the fish eating house.

As soon as the group arrived at the door, the shopkeeper quickly came out to greet them, and respectfully led them up to the second floor.

On the stairs on the second floor, a fat man passed by them and was about to go downstairs. The shopkeeper immediately arched his hand and said, "Boss, I will invite the guest upstairs and come down immediately." ”

"No need to send it, I'm already full, you can do your job." The fat man waved his hand and went downstairs, while the shopkeeper continued to walk up with Niu Dayong.

Suddenly, Zhuang Rou stopped, looked back, and the fat man who had just gone downstairs looked like the dead man in the portrait!