Chapter 147: Post-mortem 2
The moon stars are scarce, and the gate of the small yamen in the middle of Qingquan Town is closed, and there is only a lame old man at the door who is responsible for guarding the corpse.
Qingquan Town is not big, and some small cases in daily life are all handled by catching heads, and this small yamen is actually a place responsible for mortuary, which has not been used for several years, and now only the body of Mengdie is parked inside.
No one in Qingquan Town wants to come to this small yamen, and now there are female corpses who are dead on the street here, and no one wants to come, at this moment the north wind is depressed, and even the sound of a needle falling on it can be heard quietly in the small yamen.
The lame old man leaned against the threshold and took a nap, as if he was asleep.
In the darkness, a petite figure was like a ghost, completely constricting the aura around him, and quietly moved behind him.
The old man felt a cold wind behind him, causing him to shake his neck and turn his head to look.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, a glance swept over, and the old man unexpectedly met a petite black shadow.
It was a little child, and the child carried the moonlight on his back and let out an eerie laugh at him.
"Ahh What the hell!! The old man fell from the threshold in fright, and when he saw the child, he put the handkerchief in his hand over his face.
The old man had not yet come back to his senses, he only felt that the strength of the child was terrifying, and for a while he thought that he had seen a ghost, and he only knew how to struggle in a panic, and completely forgot to push the child in front of him, until a strong smell from the handkerchief into his nose, he was panicked and his eyes went black, and he fainted.
When the old man fell, the child chuckled, and the laughter was as pleasant as a silver bell, and he took two steps back and appeared in the moonlight.
The childish and delicate face is not Qiao Sheng.
If the old man was still awake and saw this sweet-looking little girl, he would definitely sigh.
How could this little girl be a ghost, where did such a cute little ghost come from.
"Miss, what kind of medicine are you using?" Lianyu limped out of the bushes on the side, she had just planned to knock the old man unconscious, but unexpectedly the young lady stopped her, took out a bottle of transparent potion that she had never seen before, and applied it to the handkerchief, and then actually knocked the old man unconscious.
"This is the medicine my master gave me." Qiao Sheng smiled slightly, and pulled Xiao Zhan out again as her shield.
In fact, this is the ether she bought from Taobao space, and now that she has opened an online hospital, the price of buying drugs is much cheaper than before, so she can use ether so unscrupulously to stun the old man.
She didn't want to knock this old man unconscious, first of all, this old man was innocent, Taobao Space has never liked her to do bad things, and the customer service 007 also reminded her before that she should not kill innocents indiscriminately, otherwise it may lead to a decrease in the space's favorability towards her.
In addition, she didn't want to leave evidence after knocking the old man unconscious.
She deliberately pretended to be gloomy, just to make the old man mistakenly think that she was a little ghost, so that when the old man woke up, he had no external injuries on his body, he would only think that it was a ghost, and no one would suspect her.
Lianyu thought of Xiao Zhan, and her eyes were filled with awe.
After she took the pill given by the son, the muscles and veins of her hands and feet gradually recovered, and she knew that the son was very strong, so she did not doubt Qiao Sheng's words.
After the master and servant finished speaking, they entered the small black yamen together.