Chapter 9: Serving

As if seeing the dawn of life, the onlookers cheered up, and a place that was originally surrounded by death suddenly opened an opening, and all the people consciously made a way and waited for that person to come.

Lu Fu turned around again, wanting to see how sacred that Liu Qizuo was.

The eyes were focused on a young man, his body covered in a green cloth, his thin face was very clean and comfortable, and he carried a medicine box in his knuckled hands, and on the back of his hands, the pale green tendons were clearly visible.

is a man like Xu Min, slender and thin, but does not look weak, and the smell on his body is not as comfortable and relaxed as Xu Min.

He is cold, but he is not as fearful as Mu Chen, full of arrogance and domineering.

Liu Shiran walked into the crowd, knelt down on one knee, skillfully opened the medicine box, and took something out.

There were too many onlookers, and Green Fu couldn't see it clearly.

"Lufu," Zimeng suddenly turned around, frowned slightly, and reminded her in a low voice, "It's time to go home." ”

There was a hint of warning in the soft tone.

Green Fu was silent for a while, not moving her steps, neither moving forward nor back.

On the other side, the voices of the people have weakened a lot, perhaps because they are worried that they will interfere with Liu-sama's work, so they all shut up in amusement. But faintly, there were still people who couldn't help whispering and talking about something.

Green Fu didn't speak, she was listening intently.

Suddenly, the word "corpse" flowed to Lu Fu's ears.

I have an intuition in my heart that there is a certain connection between this incident and Qiao Er's death.

Maybe find out what kind of poison is in Qiao'er, and with her sensitivity to poison, maybe she can use it to retrieve her lost memories and past.

Poison seems to be the only connection she once had.

So Green Fu didn't want to let it go easily.

Almost instantly, this decision flashed through Green Fu's mind, and she was firm.

She doesn't want to live a blank life, everything she once had, she wants to get it back.

Zimeng was a little apprehensive and looked at Lufu, hoping that she could follow.

As a result, she raised a smile and said, "Sister Zimeng will go back first." ”

Midorifu turned and walked towards the crowd.

Belle was behind her, and called out to Zimeng worriedly: "Sister, ...... green fu"

Biting her lip, Belle didn't say anything more.

Zimeng has her own countermeasures for this matter, if she insists on not letting Lu Fu get close, she will already be stopped.

For now, it's up to her.

Shaking his head, Zimeng sighed lightly: "Don't mention it to the prince when you go back." ”

There are more than one people who have died on the streets of Suyang City.

The dead were all women, whether they were poor peasant girls or rich ladies.

In recent months, there have been more than 10 people. The matter went to the yamen, and asked the magistrate to come forward to solve it.

But this matter is surprisingly tricky, and after months of investigation, there is no eyebrow.

The number of noble women who died gradually increased, and the criticism about this matter also increased, and the county magistrate was anxious, but there was nothing to be done.

It is said that a few days ago, a very strong autopsy master was recruited, Liu Shiran.

Although he is only in his twenties, he is full of experience in autopsy, and once in Bianzhou, the yamen solved many difficult cases based on the autopsy results provided by him.

Maybe there will be a breakthrough in the case of the death of a noble lady who caused a storm in the city.

Zimeng's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her thoughts were collected.

This matter, no matter how it develops, she doesn't want it to involve Mu Chen.

Mu Chen has lived too hard in this life.

……

The number of onlookers gradually increased, and Liu Shiran's focused face suddenly wrinkled.

Obviously, these onlookers have seriously hampered his work.

Several guards who came with Liu Shiran stopped the crowd dozens of steps away, and Liu Shiran's white gloved right hand flicked the corpse on the ground, lowered his eyes, took off his gloves and put them in the medicine box.

got up and said, "Bring the body back to the yamen first." ”

After Liu Shiran finished speaking, he took the lead in leaving with the medicine box.

The lonely and cold back is particularly eye-catching when it passes through the crowd. Everyone watched him leave, and no one spoke.

Those clear eyes never stayed on a certain person's body. It was as if in his eyes, no one could distract him from the slightest except the corpse.

In this excitement, Green Fu obviously didn't make it up at the right time, and she didn't see any clues.

Glancing at the female corpse, she looked like a young lady dressed as a young lady, in her early tens, and still very young. A goose egg face was as white as paper, and her lips were also as black and purple as Qiao Er's.

The symptoms on the surface are exactly the same.

Even if the guards didn't stop anyone, they didn't dare to approach, only the maid who followed the young lady knelt not far away, her face full of tears, crying and sobbing.

She went out for a walk with her miss today, but she didn't think that Miss suddenly said that she had abdominal pain, and big drops of cold sweat slipped down her forehead, and then, with a "poof", Miss fell to the ground.

When the officials wrapped the men in white cloth, they were to carry them back to the yamen.

Suddenly, a middle-aged woman ran over with a sad face, shouting "my little pity" and "my good daughter".

Seeing the corpse covered with a white cloth, the woman almost fainted with grief, but fortunately there was a maid beside her.

That person was the eldest wife of Zhao Sang, the owner of the rouge gouache shop in Suyang City, and the one who died was his youngest daughter Zhao Yulian.

I saw a servant go over, say a few words to the Gu family, and then wave his hand, and hurriedly asked people to bring Zhao Yulian's body back to the yamen.

"No-" Gu suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, grief-stricken, "How could my daughter die suddenly!" That's impossible! ”

This is not the first time that a woman has died suddenly. So when the guards carried the body away, the onlookers dispersed, and no one cared about her anymore.

For Gu's grief, apart from sympathy and a little fear in their hearts, they didn't know how to comfort them.

The lively and noisy place just now suddenly turned calm, and only Gu's cry and the maid's consolation were still there.

Lu Fu glanced up, walked over, and said softly, "Your daughter may not have died suddenly." ”

Gu Shi suddenly raised his head, looked at this elegant woman, and was taken aback.

"What did you say?"

Green Lady says her daughter may not have died suddenly, then...... How did she know how she died?

Lu Fu was now unsure if Zhao Yulian's corpse was the same as Qiao Er's, with a strange fragrance in her mouth. If you want to further confirm, you can only use the power of the Gu clan to enter the yamen and get close to Zhao Yulian's body.

"Maybe I can help you find the cause of your daughter's death, but ......" Green Fu's tone was firm, her eyes shining with water, and she was confident that she would not miss a hand when it came to judging the smell.

Thinking of this, Lu Fu felt a little trembling for her self-confidence, and faintly felt a pain in her heart.

Who was she? What kind of family were you born in? Why is she so sensitive to poisons and smells?

And when he woke up, he was covered in injuries and his life hung by a thread.

She is a person of Daxuan, so in the war, was she involved in that killing for no reason?

Lu Fu gasped and said to the Gu family: "You have to promise me a condition, this is a deal." ”