Great uncle?

Lin Yun'er looked at her very suspiciously, looking at the person's figure and speech, it was indeed nine points similar to Mu Ling, this big uncle called so crisply, it was very different from Mu Ling's hoarse voice, but her name was Uncle Huang Bo, if it wasn't Huang Yu's daughter, could it be Huang Zhe's?

The man got up, turned around slightly, walked towards Huang Yu, Huang Zhe and Wang, and bowed, "The child has been away from home for many days, which makes the father, mother, and second uncle worried. ”

After hearing this, Lin Yun'er felt a pang in her heart, if this person was not Mu Ling, could it be Huang Zishan?

Lin Yun'er looked at Huang Hui, but saw that Huang Hui was also looking up and down at the black-robed woman in front of her with a face full of disbelief, and the surprise in her eyes was no less than or less than her.

Huang Yu coughed lightly, alleviated his surprise, and said lightly, "Well, since you're back, let's kneel down together." ”

The black-robed woman bowed slightly, and gently lifted the brim of the robe, revealing a fair-skinned and delicate face, this face Lin Yun'er is very familiar with, it is Mu Ling!

However, when she put down all her hats, she saw that her silver hair was long gone, but in exchange for three thousand black silks, shining in the candle flames, but seeing that she put her long black hair in a bun with an ordinary carved hosta, which looked very refreshing and neat, she turned her face and smiled at Lin Yun'er, it was still that familiar smile, and then she nodded, and then squeezed out a position between Lin Yun'er and Huang Hui and knelt up.

Huang Yu took the lead in getting up, his legs that had been kneeling for a long time were already numb, fortunately he had two servants around him to support him, he glanced at Mu Ling, and then walked to the left ear room of the mourning hall.

Mu Ling got up, straightened his clothes, and walked into the room with the help of the servant.

For Mu Ling, Lin Yun'er had too many questions, she wanted to wait for Wen Yu's Dharma to be done before asking the specific situation, who would have thought that when she turned around, Mu Ling had long since disappeared, and opposite her was Huang Hui's loveless face. "Where's Ah Ling?" Lin Wan'er asked Huang Hui.

Huang Hui pouted towards the ear room, "The third uncle called her in, this kid, when I saw her today, how could she be so different......" Although the last three sentences were muttered, Lin Yun'er still heard it very clearly. She had indeed never seen Mu Ling like this.

I don't know how long it took for Huang Yu to lure the solemn Mu Ling out of the ear room, and the two of them stood in the center of the hall and saluted to Wen Yu, "Master, this is the current head of the Duanmu family, and I want to test my brother's injuries again." ”

The current head of the Duanmu family? As soon as these words came out, it was not only Lin Yun'er who was shocked, but even the Wang family cast a questioning look at her, Mu Ling, who had disappeared for a long time, actually came from the Duanmu clan emblem after washing all the lead, and looking at Huang Yu's appearance, he was clearly aware.

Huang Yu is a waiter in the Criminal Department, and it is understandable that he wants to pursue the truth, so Wen Yu nodded at him without thinking about it, meaning that he would not care much and would not ask more.

Mu Ling took off the cloak on her body gently, revealing a crescent white robe, which was the same as what she was wearing before, for some reason, how she looked at it before, she looked like a gentleman, and now, no matter how she looked, she was a lady.

In the morning, Huang Yu ordered her tools to be brought, but now she just cleaned her hands with white vinegar, roughly put on some protective gear, and walked to Huang Bo's side to start testing.

Huang Bo has been dead for seven days, and although he was escorted by ice all the way, he was vaguely rotten and smelly, and there were no traces of posthumous injuries on his body, which was very troublesome to examine.

Mu Ling stretched out his hand and looked through Huang Bo's neck, but there were no obvious scars except for the corpse spots all over the place. She leaned closer to the ever-bright lamp placed next to the corpse, and reached out to slowly untie Huang Bo's shirt, revealing the wound on the left chest, the wound was extremely deep, and the edge had suppurated, but it was obvious that the surface had been treated, but it seemed that the pus had only melted after treatment, and it had not dispersed after death, and the edge of the wound had rotted into blue, accompanied by bursts of foul odor, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

Mu Ling casually turned over the wound under the light of the candlelight, and then stretched out her finger and gently broke Huang Bo's vague wound, looking at the situation inside, she asked softly, "Aya, when it was sent, was it like this for the uncle?" ”

Huang Yu nodded, "Well, when I changed his clothes, I only saw such a wound on his chest, but the wound was already blurred, and I couldn't tell what the injury was." ”

"It's like a short blade." Mu Ling put on Huang Bo's clothes, turned around and said, "Moreover, Uncle didn't die because of this short blade. ”

Although her voice was not loud, but everyone was holding their breath to listen to her results, it was almost audible in the courtyard except for the wind blowing and falling leaves, and the Yu family was even more silent, Huang Qi looked at Huang Yu at this moment and said, "Third uncle, is this true?" ”

Huang Yu did not respond, but continued to ask, "Why?" ”

Mu Ling said, "The wound of the eldest uncle has a healing state, and the texture has no power to repair itself after death, so the cause of death should be ruled out as a short blade, I see that the shape of the inner tract of the wound is single, and there should be only one murder weapon at that time, but there are many black and dense small holes on the inner tract of the eldest uncle's wound, as if it was penetrated by something, and it is preliminarily concluded that the eldest uncle seems to have been poisoned by some kind of poison, but if it is still examined, I am afraid that it is necessary to open the blood veins of the belly to determine." ”

"No need." Huang Yu waved his hand and refused, "I believe it." ”

Poisoning? It should be deliberate to say this, Huang Bo is a brother and a friend, humble and courteous, and speaks a rational word in everything, so he is such a person, and he is afraid that the crime will also be some bad people, if the bad people are ruthless, then it is possible to be retaliated. Lin Wan'er thought so.

In the dead of night, after the mourning hall was completed, everyone retreated, leaving only Yu and Huang Yi and Huang Qi, which was a sleepless night after all.

After the drumming was finished the next morning, Lin Yun'er had just finished breakfast, she glanced at the book on the table, the breeze blew the pages of the book that were about to rot, it was written by Mu Ling, she hesitated for a while, "Where is Ah Ling at the moment?" "After meeting her in the mourning hall last night, she hasn't seen her again, and she hasn't even wanted to talk to her.

Ziwei on the side said, "I don't know." ”

"Where's my father?"

"The Holy Lord specially approved Saburo to take a vacation today, and he is in the middle court at the moment." Ziwei continued.

"Go to the middle court."

Huang Liangfu fell again, Lin Yun'er should have come to ask for peace, and there were too many questions she wanted to ask Huang Yu.

When I arrived at the Intermediate Courtyard, I saw that in addition to Yu's, Huang Yi and Huang Qi, most of the Huang family members were there.

Lin Yun'er gently lifted the corner of her skirt and stepped forward to greet Huang Liang, she glanced at Huang Yu and Wang sitting beside him with her spare eyes, although Wang's eyes were red, but their eyes were extremely clear. And sitting next to Wang was a white figure, the person was still dressed as usual except for the green silk black hair now, and the low-eyed appearance that showed fortitude was now with a hint of softness. Kneeling in front of Huang Liang's couch were Huang Zhe and Huang Hui, both of whom bowed their heads and were silent, as if waiting for someone to start this chatterbox.

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