After that, she exchanged two sets of clothes for prison history from the system mall.

Liu Ruyan pretended to go out of the door.

When she entered the house again, she handed Bai Zhi her prison uniform: "After you get dressed, you will leave with me." ”

She and Bai Zhi's faces were painted with dark yellow cream, and then changed into prison history clothes, which looked plain.

Several people tacitly agreed, and finally put on a thin black coat as a cover, and then stepped out of the inn.

The night is deep and dewy.

The restaurant and tea house have long been closed, and it will not be able to resume business until the end of the curfew on the fifth watch.

At this time, it was more than half of the night, and there was not even a pedestrian on the road.

The husband who plays the shift rings the gong, one slow and two fast, that is, three watches.

Just when passing by the gate of Dali Temple, the husband subconsciously glanced inside.

I heard that a batch of charred corpses were transported here, and the death was extremely terrifying, and even Dali Siqing frowned frequently when he saw it.

Although he hasn't seen it with his own eyes, he is familiar with prison history.

After the prison history cleaned up the corpse, Ren couldn't eat for a few days, and every time he saw the roast meat, he was disgusted.

Looking at the black tooth door, a gust of wind blew by, as if a black shadow crossed the wall.

The husband shrunk his neck and squinted again.

The walls are white and gray, and there is not even a shadow of the clean.

Xu was dazzled.

Inside the hospital.

With the help of night vision, Liu Ruyan is under her eyes within 100 steps.

She was carrying a lantern, but there was no fire in the lamp, and she followed Bai Zhi step by step.

"Here we are." Liu Ruyan suddenly stopped.

In my sight, a vermilion lacquer door is the autopsy room.

Bai Zhi came to stand beside her, raised her hand to touch the door, but her fingers touched a cold lock.

"There's a lock on this door."

Liu Ruyan naturally saw the lock on the door, she lit the lantern and put it on the ground, and the dim light instantly diffused.

She lifted the lock and looked at it for a moment: "It's a wide lock." ”

The wide lock is shaped like a pillow, mostly of copper, with reeds on the inside, and the locksmith will increase the number of reeds as needed, and in many cases it can reach twelve reeds.

She lifted the wide lock and squinted to the side, it was still a trap lock.

To open the lock, you must cooperate with a specific technique to push open the reed inside.

"It's a trip for nothing." Bai Zhi showed regret on her face, but in the end she was stumped by a lock.

"I'll try." Liu Ruyan closed her eyes, gently tapped the lock body, and listened to the movement inside, "It seems to be a five-reed lock, the structure is more complicated, I have to spend some time." ”

As she spoke, she pulled the brass tube from her sleeve.

"This copper pipe can also be unlocked?" Bai Zhi felt strange.

Liu Ruyan adjusted the copper pipe and responded: "This is called Pepsi Harmony." ”

Pepsi is harmonious, there is a hook at the top, and its handle is linked, and the folk snitch uses it to pick the lock.

Liu Ruyan looked at the keyhole and inserted the copper pipe according to a specific technique.

Nudge an inch.

Pan to the left.

The lower half inch.

Flip and go straight to the bottom.

Close your eyes and feel the subtleties in your hands, and with a crisp "click", the lock opens in response.

Bai Zhi was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

When the door was opened, there was an unspeakable smell of corpses.

Different from Yizhuang, Dali Temple tried major cases, and there were not a few people whose deaths were horrific.

The smell of blood and rancid smell wafting in the air were mixed together, and Liu Ruyan walked straight into the lobby without stopping.

Seeing her figure blend into the darkness, Bai Zhi hurriedly lifted the horse lantern and followed closely.

"Host, go to the end." Yexun reminded her.

Her eyes fell on a white cloth, and she hesitated for a moment, but finally lifted it.

But I saw a dozen charred corpses lying side by side under the cloth, silent, telling the tragedy of that night.

"Can we start?" She glanced behind her.

Bai Zhi put down the lantern and immediately went to see these charred corpses.

Even though he had been prepared, he was still gasping at the moment.

Bai Zhi grew up in Yizhuang since she was a child, and she rarely saw such a tragedy, and the cruelty of the methods was like purgatory on earth.

Liu Ruyan lowered her eyes, her gaze swept over the body, and finally, she looked at a rickety charred corpse, "This is Uncle Quan." ”

In view of the severe burns on the corpse and the scars on the surface were difficult to identify, Bai Zhi squatted down, took out a sharp knife that had been specially used for the deceased, and slashed at the throat of the deceased, revealing the pasty soot.

"The fire that happened to the deceased before he died." His eyes were slightly gloomy, "If there is a wound in the bone, use this bottle of moon dissolution to remove the charred dead flesh." ”

Bai Zhi turned her eyes and looked at her solemnly, "The deceased is the greatest, are you sure you want a bone examination?" ”

She furrowed her eyebrows, tugged on her palm, and slowly spit out a word: "Test." ”

As the sound dissipated, Bai Zhi shook out the powder from the bottle, sprinkled it evenly on the corpse, and after a while, the dead flesh became soft, and he dipped it in water with a muslin cloth and began to wash his bones.

Liu Ruyan's eyes burned, and she finally turned around and stared at the gray wall in front of her.

Silence.

I don't know how long it took, but she heard the voice behind her back: "Okay." ”

When he turned around again, he saw a white skeleton on the cloth.

Bai Zhi took out the clay pot from the box and explained to her: "This is the gallic of traditional Chinese medicine, which is odorless and can also be dyed, and can be washed off with medicinal juice after the bone examination." ”

The brush was dipped in juice, evenly smeared between the bones, until it was full, and after penetration, he asked Liu Ruyan to bring a basin of water.

Rinsing off the excess residual fluid with water, Angelica Angelica placed the human bones in front of the lamp, one by one, and looked carefully.

Later, the more solemn the eyebrows became.

"The deceased had suffered severe injuries before his death, with two fractures in his left ribs, visible cracks in the medial ulna of his right ulna and patella of his right knee, and multiple injuries to his phalanges......"

Bai Zhi pointed to the ink marks between the bones one by one, and said in a difficult voice: "The murderer has very high martial arts and is accustomed to boxing. ”

As Bai Zhi finished speaking, Liu Ruyan's eyes sank.

A scene suddenly appeared in front of me:

The murderer attacked from the left, Uncle Quan received a heavy punch in the chest, and the moment he fell to the ground, the corners of his lips overflowed blood.

He struggled to stand up, and at this time, he was crushed by his right finger again, and the sound of pain resounded throughout the ancestral hall.

"Tell me the whereabouts of the iron box!"

Uncle Quan gritted his bloody teeth and slowly got up.

His vision became blurry, and there were so many people in front of him that he couldn't see when the other party made his move.

This time, the right knee was slammed.

He flew to the ground, and the man's cold drink was in his ears.

"Say!"

Uncle Quan gasped.

Near him, the Liu family scouts were cut off and drenched in stone paint, and the bloody smell of the hall was rich and pungent.

The flames were lit, and when the smoke filled the air, the mournful cries were deafening.

Fire devours the sky, purgatory on earth!

"If you don't want these people to be burned alive, tell me the whereabouts of the iron box."

Liu Hanquan's unfocused eyes reflected the surging fire, and suddenly, his lips moved.

"In ...... Cellar ......"

The firelight gradually faded, and it was pitch black all around, and it was still the hall of Dali Temple, and there were white bones lying by the lamp.

As the only blood relative in the world, she was humiliated before her death and wronged after her death.

Hatred, remorse, and anger mingled in her heart, and her eyes were red and she bit her lip.

Bai Zhi looked at the pile of bones over and over until he picked up the deceased's head and exclaimed, "What is this?" ”

As she spoke, Bai Zhi hurriedly took tweezers, took out something from her eye socket, and placed it in front of the lamp to examine it carefully.

Liu Ruyan also stepped forward and looked at a black line-like object.

"It's a pig." He spoke suddenly.

Pigs, insects without feet.

But how can there be such a thing in the human body, especially in the skull?