Chapter 217: This Request Can Be Granted

Li said lightly: "Lord Wang, this fire was burned by the Iron Bull or the stand-in of the Iron Bull, no matter who it is, it is the mastermind behind the scenes who said that he is hiding them behind, so if the library is burned, it must also be counted on the head of the mastermind behind the scenes." After we find out who is behind the scenes, let's also burn down his house. ”

"This request ......" Hua Xiao seemed to be considering whether to do so.

"This request should not be forced." Li Qing beat the side drum on the side.

The corners of Hua Xiao's mouth hooked: "This request can be agreed, but it must be after the house is raided." ”

Li said lightly: "Of course, it must be so, and it can't be wasted." ”

She glanced at the servants gathered together, and said loudly, "Although the library has been burned, the reward I promised before will not be less. When the residual temperature of the fire has passed, you will clean up this place, which can be regarded as an explanation for the library you participated in tidying up. ”

"Good!" The steward's leader shouted.

The others applauded.

These voices were not mixed with the joy of not running away, on the contrary, there was some solemnity, and they looked extremely solemn in front of the library that was burned to ruins.

As soon as Li Qing and Hua Xiao walked to the door of the Spiegel Tower, someone came to report: "Lord, someone has come to the palace, it is the emperor's father-in-law next to him, it is the emperor who heard about the fire in the imperial history platform, and he is very concerned, and he specially sent the father-in-law Fu to inspect one or two." ”

Li Qing immediately said: "Then you are busy, I will go and carefully recall the dossier I have read." ”

Then, she took the initiative to avoid going to the side hall arranged for her by Hua Xiao.

"I have to think hard, don't bother me easily if it's okay." She commanded catkins.

The catkins sat quietly in the corner.

Li Qing sat in front of the bookcase, supporting his head with one hand, as if he was contemplating, but in fact, his divine consciousness had entered the Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet.

She hurried to compare the hair she had just gotten in the morgue with the DNA of the body fluid that He Cuo had extracted from Yingniang's body before, and the result of the comparison was inconsistent.

Li Qing frowned, thinking about the reason for this result.

There are no more than two reasons -

One: The person who sexually assaulted Yingniang may not be Tie Niu.

Second: Last night's assassin may not be the Iron Bull.

Of these two DNAs, it is possible that one of them is an iron bull or neither.

However, this question is not the most important now, the most important thing now is to find out whether the one lying in the morgue is an iron bull.

While recalling the records of Tie Niu's physical characteristics and living habits in the dossier, Li Qing decided to find an opportunity to test the corpse's bone ageβ€”she still felt that the corpse looked a little younger.

It's just that measuring bone age requires the use of instruments, and next to the corpse, in addition to what is wrong, there are three servants, and there are guards guarding the door, how to do a bone age test on the corpse without arousing anyone's suspicion, this is a big problem.

What should I do?

Li held his chin and thought for a while, and made a bold decision - sometimes, being frank and sloppy was less likely to arouse the suspicion of others than being sneaky.

She called Chang Le in and told him, "Didn't Wu cut off one of the assassin's arms last night?" Let He miss a trip and bring that broken arm over. There are too many people there, so let's say that the prince is looking for him, don't say it's me. ”

After Chang Le spoke, he and He Cuo hurried to Mingjing Hall with a broken arm wrapped in cloth.

At the door of Mingjing Hall, I happened to meet Hua Xiao, who came back after meeting Grandpa Fu.

Hua Xiao frowned and looked at He Yi, who didn't know what he was holding in his hand, and asked, "What are you doing?" What's wrong, what are you holding in your hand? ”