Zhen'er is dead, and only one head remains.

Yuan Qiuying was devastated, holding her head for a day and a night, she took all the blame on herself, did not eat or drink, and locked herself in the room.

Linghua didn't comfort her, because Linghua knew that Yuan Qiuying was trying to repair her broken self-

The night before, Yuan Qiuying hugged Zhen'er's head and cried helplessly, her reason collapsed in an instant, and her words were scattered about Zhen'er.

"Linghua, you know what? Zhen'er has always been very well-behaved, but he suddenly cried a month ago, which frightened me, and I thought he was sick, and then I found out that he was looking for me, and asked me to hug him......

"And then there's the time we got on the boat...... You say it's a coincidence, it was exactly a month that day, and he started crying again...... Were you comforting me when you were on the boat? If there was no mess coming to him, he would have fallen asleep sweetly......

"So that thing is here tonight, isn't it? Then he took Zhen'er away through the window! He took everything from me!"

Hearing this, Linghua looked in the direction of the window and exchanged glances with Henggu, who immediately understood what she meant and went to the window to check.

The window is a wooden window made of paper in ordinary people's homes, and at this moment it was knocked out of a roughly circular hole by the impact, and the fractures around it were uneven, only some residues remained by the window, and the others fell into the river.

Henggu turned around and picked up the lamp on the table, and injected spiritual power into his fingertips to light the candle inside.

Since you have escaped through the window, you may leave clues about the thief on the window.

He held up the lamp and examined the broken hole in the window, inch by inch, until he finally found a trace of scraping cloth scraped off the broken wooden frame in the lower right corner.

Henggu silently hid it in his hands.

He looked down, and the river outside, although not turbulent, was still surging. Could it be that this person is very water-based?

Henggu didn't dare to make up his mind easily, he retracted his head and looked at his feet, pressed the lamp close to the ground, and crouched down to examine every speck of dust on the ground.

There was not a single footprint on the ground, not even sand. Henggu squatted and walked around the crib, and found some red meat scraps not far from the bed.

Confused, he picked up the scraps of meat and put them in the palm of his hand, slowly stood up, and glanced at the crib. The dim light illuminates the little cradle, which was once a hotbed for Zhen'er's growth, but now only a pool of blood remains.

Henggu lay down and looked, and saw that there were also some meat scraps on the mattress!

Henggu looked at Mrs. Yuan, she was lying on Linghua's shoulder and crying loudly, Linghua saw Henggu's gaze hugging Yuan Qiuying tighter: "It's not your fault, it's not your problem......

Yuan Qiuying shook her head, covered her face and said hoarsely, "I have nothing now, Ling Hua, what should I do, what ......should I do?"

She was still talking, "Zhen'er, Zhen'er, he's just joking with me, right? He's still a milk doll, and he's so young that he can't even speak......

"He's not going to leave me like that, is he? The people around me have left, only Zhen'er. But sometimes I complained about him, his crying at night, he always pestered to hug, sometimes I was really tired......

I have to take care of him, and I have to deal with my flowery husband...... Sometimes I really want to leave it all and leave, but when I look at Zhen'er's face again, I can't bear it......

Is this a sin I have done? I thought so, so Zhen'er really left! But Ling Hua, I don't want him to leave me, I don't want to! I don't want it!!

Yuan Qiuying shook her body desperately like crazy, and she bit down hard at her arm, which was strong enough to bite the bones out.

Linghua noticed her movements and hurriedly forcibly pulled her forearm out of her mouth. A piece of meat was bitten off by Yuan Qiuying like this, but she didn't feel pain, but just stared blankly at the door, letting the blood flow down the wound.

Linghua has some relatives, and the people who talked and laughed with him during the day are now as blank as if their souls have been emptied, and only silent tears slide down their faces.

Everything is transformed

It's all too fast.

Tears seemed to be intertwined with blood at the moment, and Yuan Qiuying suddenly lost the strength to sit on the ground: "Why do you do this to me...... I don't have any reason to like this world anymore......

Linghua didn't know how to comfort her, so she had to hug Yuan Qiuying's shoulders with both arms and wrap all the desperate women in her arms. She suddenly felt that the person in her arms was so slender that it seemed to break off by itself in the next second. At this moment, the woman sobbed, and spoke of her grief in a silence that bordered on despair.

Linghua rubbed Yuan Qiuying's back, and the baby's head was so sloppy between the two of them that she didn't dare to ignore the seriousness of the matter.

Who killed Zhen'er?

If the target is a child, then there is more than one Zhen'er in the original family, why not kill the girl holding the paper tiger and come to kill Zhen'er?

Where did Zhen'er's body go? Why only the head?

Linghua let go of Yuan Qiuying and stood up and took a step back, looking at the head that had been held in Yuan Qiuying's arms without a trace. Zhen'er closed her eyes tightly and seemed to die without a trace of pain.

Suddenly, a little golden light flashed on Zhen'er's cheeks, and she drifted away and disappeared nowhere. Linghua hurriedly reached out to grab this breath, and his heart paused slightly under the hurried touch.

How is Reiki?

Suddenly, a little flash of light flashed in her mind, and this light continued to expand, and finally formed a head the size of two ordinary people, on which a pair of eyes widened, and when the canopy cracked to the maximum, it exploded with a "bang".

Linghua suddenly came to his senses, and there was a feeling of discomfort wrapped in brains. She stroked her arm and pondered what had just crossed her mind.

Is this the trick of the "Emperor Yuan" again? There are more mysteries, and we must get to the bottom of them as soon as possible.

She looked at Yuan Qiuying, who had already begun to be in a trance and was babbling in her mouth, squatted down to hold her shoulder, and said as softly as possible, "Sister Qiuying, I know that now that you are in pain, I can't believe that such a thing has happened. However, I also want to know who harmed Zhen'er. The one who harmed Zhen'er will have to pay for what he did!"

Yuan Qiuying still had tears in her eyes, and raised her head in a daze: "The price?"

Linghua pinched the slender shoulder in his hand: "Yes! Price! Don't you want to catch the murderer who hurt Zhen'er? He did such a unconscionable thing, you don't want to see with your own eyes who this person really is?".

Yuan Qiuying's eyes gradually became clearer, but this clarity was fleeting, and it turned into a hard paranoia: "Yes, you are right, I want to find the murderer and avenge Zhen'er!"

At this time, Henggu heard many footsteps and whispered, "Someone is coming."

Linghua hurried up and said, "I know it's a bit difficult for a strong person to say this, but Qiu Ying, please cheer up, you have more important things to do now, don't you? You should not seek death, let alone give up on yourself."

Yuan Qiuying nodded thoughtfully, and resolutely wiped her tears: "Yes, I am not dead now, Zhen'er's revenge needs me to avenge."

She slowly stood up and looked at Linghua, squeezing out a smile that was a hundred times more ugly than crying: "I will take care of myself, thank you for this company, I'm afraid I won't be able to travel with you these days."

Linghua shook his head: "If something like this happens, how can I be in the mood to travel. To tell the truth, I worked with my husband in Cloud City as an "detective", specializing in investigating tricks. If you can trust me, I can help you find out some information, maybe faster than the county government."

Yuan Qiuying nodded with tears in her eyes: "Okay, I also know that multiple roads are not a bad thing, so I will ask my sister."

Then the original family rushed in, the original father, a young woman, and the little girl who had seen fall at the door during the day. Thinking that they had been robbed, the servants broke into the house with knives and sticks, and when they saw this scene, they all screamed, and some even ran out of the door to vomit.

The original father was heartbroken when he saw Zhen'er's head chasing after his chest, and the young woman also hid her face and wept, only the little girl with the two-headed tiger looked at everything in front of her silently, and turned away unconsciously.

Early in the morning of the second day of Zhen'er's death, people from the government came to collect evidence, and Linghua and Henggu were also questioned.

Henggu will be from the window

The scraps of cloth picked off the edge of the house gave the catcher: "It was windy last night, and I was afraid that it would blow away, so I took it down and wrapped it in my clothes, and handed it over to the official today."

The catcher looked Henggu up and down for a long time, didn't say anything, asked for some confessions, and beckoned to a small catcher: "Tell me to go down, no one here is allowed to leave the house, and also, prepare to salvage the net, and find the child's remaining body if the river is overturned."

Xiao Yu happily responded, turned his head and found a few people to seal the original mansion. Linghua and Heng Gu originally wanted to explore one or two in the original mansion, but now they have a reason to stay.

The catchers surveyed in the original Qiuying's house for a long time, and called Henggu to only recognize the utensils that saw the scraps, and the original mansion was as big as the grandmother of the original Qiuying, and as small as the little girl holding the paper tiger, all of them were questioned.

And Linghua only saw at this time how many people there were in the original mansion.

She laid out the snow-white paper on the table, put down a paperweight on the left, and wrote as she spoke: "Now there are only these few people who are close to Yuan Qiuying: the eldest in the original family, Yuan Qiuying's grandmother, we haven't seen her, and we don't know how grandmother treats her."

Linghua wrote the word "grandmother" at the top of the paper, and wrote "father" at the bottom: "Then there is Yuan Qiuying's father, he favors his son-in-law, thinking that his daughter is useless if she can't give birth to a child, and she shouldn't be good for Qiuying." Even the housekeeper looks down on the young lady in the family, it seems that Yuan Qiuying has not had a good life since she got married."

Heng Gu watched Linghua write the word "housekeeper", leaned on the edge of the table and held his cheeks and asked, "Linghua, what are you writing these for?" Do you suspect that Zhen'er was killed by these people?"

Linghua wrote down the three terms "concubine" and "xianggong", as well as "concubine", put down the pen and tilted his head to Henggu and replied, "I'm just thinking why, why is the concubine who is also a child not dead, but Zhen'er is dead? And Zhen'er is dead, and the biggest benefit is the concubine, how can this not make people suspicious?"

"But Linghua, I think it's weird." Henggu took out the minced meat that he had picked up under the crib yesterday from a piece of rag, "Look at these meats, there are traces of them, but some of them are meat foam, and these things are also on the small bed, if they are cut directly, how can these things be left?"

The heart seemed to be beating faster, Linghua didn't look away, and Heng Gu also put away the minced meat with interest.

"Speaking of which, I found a remnant of aura on Zhen'er's skull." Linghua took out the heart mirror.

"Isn't there a demonic aura attached to Ke Zhen'er's body? How did it become an aura?" Henggu scratched his head.

Linghua looked back at the original father who was about to go out: "The residual demonic energy on the child's body can be transformed into spiritual energy, and the elixir made by the disciples of the Xianmen can inexplicably appear in the treasury, and there are more and more secrets in the original family."