Chapter 61: Butterfly Powder
The five corpses were neatly stacked in the open space of the courtyard of Prince Hao's palace, and on the stone table next to it was the small gold-painted box, which was a butterfly jade carving broken into powder.
"What do you think?" Mo Haoning put the half-drunk tea on the stone table, hugged his arms, looked at the bones in front of him, and casually asked Qiao Xiya, who was hiding behind him and Qiao Qing, intentionally or unintentionally.
"Why is Dali Temple investigating the case, do you have to intervene as a prince?" Qiao Xiya hid behind the two with her eyes closed, not knowing what Mo Haoning was asking.
"Because I am a prince without a mother. I have power in my hands and is convenient to act, which can help you solve the case one day earlier, and at the same time, my father doesn't have to worry that I will be involved in a power struggle because of my mother's family. Mo Haoning was stunned for a moment, but still answered Qiao Xiya's question seriously, and then sighed and said, "I'm asking you what you think of what happened today." β
"I ...... I want to eat mung bean milk smoothie to calm down......" Qiao Xiya's slightly aggrieved voice came from behind Mo Haoning.
Qiao Xiya never thought that she would encounter such a bloody and strange case within a few days of becoming an official in the court, although she had already experienced the mermaid case before, but after all, it was a creature that she had once understood, and the bones in front of her and the box of debris on the stone table were obviously not within her cognition, and she needed to eat something to comfort her frightened little heart.
"Chuyun, go and come back quickly." Mo Haoning waved his hand helplessly, then turned around slightly, and said to Qiao Qinglin, "Master Qiao, what do you think?" β
"The death of these five people is obviously beyond human power, looking at the round hole in the throat should be a fatal injury," Qiao Qinglin stepped forward, squatted down, and observed carefully, suddenly, a little flash of light fell in Qiao Qinglin's eyes, "Huh? There seems to be some strange powder in the wound ......" Qiao Qinglin couldn't help muttering, and then leaned closer, "Take the fine silk!" β
On the side, a member of the royal palace handed over a fine silk, Qiao Qinglin took it, picked up the leftover tea from Mo Haoning on the stone table, wet the fine silk, and gently covered the throat of the corpse, and then pressed it lightly with his fingers, and then picked it up, reflecting the sunlight: "Like the powder on the wings of some insect......"
"It's it! It has to be it! As soon as Qiao Qinglin's words fell, Qiao Xiya's frightened voice came from behind her, because the voice was too sudden, Qiao Qinglin was also frightened. Qiao Xiya grabbed Chunling's arm tightly, her long nails were about to dig into the flesh, "It must have been the elusive white moth who did it!" β
"This ......" Qiao Xiya's words made Qiao Qinglin chuckle in his heart, say no, the powder on the fine silk is indeed like the powder on the wings of insects such as moths and butterflies. Say yes, the whole thing is too ghostly.
"Miss Joe, mung bean milk smoothie." Hatsukumo's panting voice broke the slightly eerie atmosphere in the courtyard.
Qiao Xiya thanked her, took the smoothie, and took a big sip with a spoon, the slightly sweet smoothie melted on the tip of her tongue with the fragrance of mung beans and the mellowness of milk, spreading everywhere, Qiao Xiya's nerves, which had been tense for many days, were finally relaxed, and her little heart that was beating wildly because of fear gradually calmed down.
A big bowl of smoothie was down, Qiao Xiya wiped the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, the whole person seemed to have a new life, and her eyes were shiny again. She tried her best to restrain the fear brought to her by the five strange corpses in front of her, walked to Qiao Qinglin's side, and observed the fine silk in her father's hand.
"It's a butterfly, and it's from a white butterfly." After careful observation, Qiao Xiya came to a categorical conclusion.
"Can't be wrong?" Qiao Qinglin took the fine silk and asked uneasily.
"I believe her." Mo Haoning nodded and affirmed Qiao Xiya's conclusion.
"The wound is round in shape with smooth edges, and it should have been formed by the butterfly's mouthparts inserted directly into the throat." Qiao Xiya leaned down and carefully observed the bones.
"If it's really like you say, how big is this butterfly?" Mo Haoning frowned. He believes in Qiao Xiya, but it doesn't mean that he can't think.
Qiao Xiya looked around: "It's probably as big as this courtyard."
"You girl is talking nonsense again." Qiao Qinglin was the first to disbelieve it.
"My father has seen Jinyu, why doesn't he believe that there are big butterflies?" Qiao Xiya raised her head suddenly, and looked at Qiao Qinglin seriously with a pair of apricot eyes.
At the mention of Jinyu, Qiao Qinglin was obviously stunned for a moment, although he has many years of experience in solving cases, but his own daughter, who is ten lines at a glance and never forgets, has insight that he can't even reach, thinking of this, Qiao Qinglin nodded and said: "Okay, just take it as a direction to investigate the case."
"The cause of death has a direction, but we don't know who these people are, and they don't know the purpose of pretending to be a minister to enter the palace to offer treasures, how should this be investigated?" Mo Haoning looked at the five completely unrecognizable corpses and made a difficulty.
"Lord Wang, don't worry, we can go to the western suburbs of Willow Village to try our luck." Qiao Qinglin put the fine silk in his arms and arched his hand to Mo Haoning, "There is a master in the Willow Village, I dealt with her in the early years because of a case. She is an old woman who is over the age of old, and she is known as Granny He. is good at touching the bones and looking at the appearance, the prince might as well let her try it to see if she can restore the height and appearance of these people through these bones, and then find someone to draw it, and then take it to Lord Ding Yunliang Ding to post a notice to find the bitter master. β
"It's still Master Qiao who has a way." Mo Haoning's tightly knit brows furrowed.
"It's just ......," Qiao Qinglin looked embarrassed.
"Just what?"
"This Granny He has a very strange temper, and her whereabouts are uncertain, I'm afraid that I won't be able to find her for a while." Qiao Qinglin paused, "In this way, Xia Guan will take Xiya for a trip, if she knows that it is me, she may be willing to come out to see me." β
"It's not right, it's not right." Mo Haoning rejected Qiao Qinglin's proposal, "You must stay in Jin'an City, if you are not there, Dali Temple is afraid that it will be chaotic." Now that this has happened again, I am afraid that I am going to my father. Lord Qiao must stay in Jin'an City and bring your protΓ©gΓ© to help my father stabilize the court. Let's go with Xiya in Liushuzhuang. β
"This ......" Mo Haoning's words made Qiao Qinglin hesitate. Yes, he can't leave Jin'an City yet, and he still has to keep an eye on that person. Qiao Qinglin thought about it, took out the greeting note with his name in his arms and handed it to Mo Haoning, "What the prince said is right, it is the lower officials who have not thought it through. This is my prayer post, after you arrive at Willow Village, you must find a way to let the people in the village know that you are taking my prayer post to find Granny He, maybe in this way, Granny He will come out to see you. β
"Don't worry." Mo Haoning took the greeting post and carefully put it into his arms.
"Xiya, you are now the Dali Temple, since you are in this position, you have to share your Majesty's worries, and don't play a child's temper when you go out to investigate the case. If Granny He doesn't speak well, don't bear with it, don't argue with Granny He. Qiao Qinglin nagged uneasily.
"I know, my daughter won't quarrel with Granny He." Qiao Xiya smiled and responded one by one.