Late at night, the moon is dark and the stars are gone, looking from afar, the majestic Dali Temple is like a lion dormant in the western suburbs of Qiguo, and has been witnessing the vicissitudes of the world with its eternal and unchanging majestic posture. [Biqu Ge free reading.>

The night wind is more urgent, and there is a depression.

A tall black shadow jumped out of the courtyard and disappeared into the night, the black-clothed man walked in a hurry, hurried to the suburbs not far from the Dali Temple and stopped, lifted his breath and jumped onto a big tree, covered his body, and peeked down from the leaves of the sparse tree.

Dali Temple is located in the suburbs of the capital, on the road leading to Dali Temple, there is a layer of Xiao killing on the road, the road is paved with bluestone long bricks, both sides are planted with green pine and cypress, there are no pedestrians on the road at this time, the guards guarding the door are more than usual, three steps and a post, five steps and a sentry, the guard is heavy, obviously Dali Temple is more solemn than usual, so that people shudder from the bottom of their hearts,

At this time, a man wearing an official uniform walked out of the gate of Dali Temple, and he said to the guards on duty tonight: "Everyone keep your eyes open, don't make any mistakes, otherwise the above will blame you, and everyone will not be able to eat and walk around." ”

The guard on duty replied respectfully, "Yes, Lord Zhang." ”

Before they could finish speaking, Master Zhang turned around and left. Turn left all the way around the lobby where the case was being heard, gradually reach the backyard, and stop at an arch.

As if there was a feeling, after a while, there was a "squeak", with the rotation of the door shaft, a middle-aged man in a blue robe walked in from outside the door, he was carrying a black wooden box, both hands were hidden in his sleeves, his face was depressed, there was a deep Sichuan character between the black and hard eyebrows, and the whole person looked cold and cold, which was terrifying.

When he saw Lord Zhang, he immediately bowed his hand: "Xiaguan Hao Qian visited Lord Zhang, I don't know Lord Zhang, call Xiaguan over late at night, what are you doing?" ”

Master Zhang helped him for a moment: "Forensic Doctor Hao is exempt." Then he continued: "There is a case today that must rely on the medical examiner, please come with me to the morgue." ”

This person is the medical saint disciple who is known as the medicine king valley in the rivers and lakes, and he followed the medical saint to study medicine at the age of ten, and studied medicine for ten years.

The medical saint has a very unique vision, and under ten years of careful training, Hao Qian's medical skills have been very exquisite, and he is better than the blue, surpassing him. When he was alive, he often said to his fellow disciples: "Hao Qian is a talent that has not been met in a hundred years, and if the Medicine King Valley is handed over to him, it will definitely be even more prosperous." "I instructed the senior brother to assist Hao Qian well to carry forward the Medicine King Valley.

When people thought that he would definitely take over as the next valley master of the Medicine King Valley and become a generation of medicine kings, they never thought that as soon as the master died, he handed over the Medicine King Valley to his senior brother to take care of, and since then he has been silent in the rivers and lakes. People thought he had gone to live a free life.

Who would have thought that he would go out of the valley and devote himself to the imperial court and become a forensic doctor in Dali Temple.

"Your Excellency, please go this way." Hao Qian turned around and entered the archway, bent down and walked in front to lead the way.

Their figures disappeared into the arch.

All this fell into the eyes of the man in black, and only a pair of eyes appeared on his black-clothed face, which shone like stars in the dark night, and watched their figures disappear into the arch.

The sound of their conversation was gradually blown away by the night wind.

The man in black took advantage of the darkness to hide his body, slid down the branches of the tree to the glazed tiles, and hid on the eaves with water chestnuts. Searching for the gap, taking advantage of the gap between the two pairs of guards, he bent down and leaped over the morgue and hid himself. Sticking out half of his head to observe.

The morgue of Dali Temple is heavily guarded. There seemed to be important people parked here, and one of the jailers passed by the morgue, and after a while there was silence again, and only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves and the chirping of unknown birds at night broke the silence of the night.

The man in black quietly uncovered a tile, and a pair of eyes followed a gap in the tile, and a chill invaded it, and the place it touched was eerie and terrifying.

The deceased is big, afraid of alarming the souls inside, Hao Qian actually has such feelings at this time, dealing with dead corpses, I don't know how many dead corpses I have seen, but I have never felt strong this time, this dead body is not ordinary, I feel very promising, I gently pushed open the door of the morgue with my hand, and saw at a glance that the body was covered with white silk, lying in the cold morgue.

Master Zhang probably thought of the boss's scolding, he punched the door panel, and before his hand fell on the door panel, a hand stretched out from the oblique stab to block him: "What bother, my lord." ”

Lord Zhang frowned, and his face was extremely ugly: "I don't know which bold fanatic, who dared to assassinate the prince of Wu State, and called you here late at night, just to ask you to come to examine the dead body, to see that the prince died like this, so as to find the murderer as soon as possible, so as not to affect the relationship between the two countries." ”

Hao Qian's heart sank, no wonder there was an ominous feeling in his heart, it turned out that the identity of the deceased was noble, so he carefully investigated the dead body, compared the wound that killed him, and stood up to report the results of his examination to Master Zhang: "...... There was no poisoning, there were no scars left by the fight all over the body, and the throat was sealed with a knife, so he should have been killed in a completely defenseless situation. ”

Hao Qian said as he applied needles to the prince's corpse, "His eyes protruded, the base of his tongue was stiff, and he was frightened before he died; The laryngeal infarction was blocked, and before he could scream, he was shot in the throat with a knife. Kill with a knife, the use of this kind of flying knife is rare in the rivers and lakes, and I can't remember who did it? can kill the prince with a knife in the prince's mansion where the master is like a cloud. ”

Hao Qian carried an oil lamp and a white cloth on the prince's body, and reported the results of the autopsy to the adults, and the two left the morgue while talking quietly.

The morgue went dark, and the man in black on the roof opened a pair of nightingale-like eyes, uncovered a few tiles on the roof, got through the hole in the roof, stretched out one foot on the beam, and jumped down.

Suddenly, darkness enveloped him in an instant, and a cold aura rushed to his face, with an unpleasant smell of corpse gas and potions, which was unbearable. The man in black couldn't resist the unpleasant smell even with a black cloth, and he couldn't help but cover his nose, walked to the window, and exhaled a sulky breath.

Ignoring the unbearable smell, he frowned slightly, and then turned around and walked to the luxurious crystal bed by the moonlight outside the window.

In the dark room, the faint moonlight shines through the window, and the eyes quickly adjust to the darkness inside, and can vaguely distinguish the scene in the room.

He lifted the white silk, and sure enough, the body was as forensic as it had been examined.

Chapter 164: The Killer Is Him:/

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