Pei Shilang's gaze shot at Xu Moyan and asked for advice.

Song Kang, an old and sophisticated historian, immediately realized that the real boss of this Qincha team was the little gold medal of the secret saucer division.

I saw that his eyes were blazing, his instrument was lofty, and the protagonist's aura was shrouded.

Gestures, domineering, not angry and self-assured.

The thumb of the left hand is always on the hilt.

"Open the coffin for autopsy!"

The male hormones in the voice are bursting, very magnetic, and cannot be refused.

"My lord, don't do it, the dead are safe!"

Then.

An official jumped out to stop him.

His official uniform and his figure do not match very well.

Hmmm-

A white light lit up, slashing out a line of blood.

I saw that the official snorted, and the whole person was stunned, and after a few seconds, blood spilled from Yin Tang, the tip of his nose, and his chin.

The man fell straight to the ground, already cold.

Fast!

Very fast.

No one saw who did it.

It was as if that white light came from out of the sky.

Look at the little gold medal again, he kept his posture very well and never moved.

The thumb of the left hand is still against the hilt.

It's just that the harmless smile on his face is a little weird.

"Who else?" Xu Moyan asked coldly.

This is tantamount to admitting that it was him who did it.

The audience was silent.

Not only were the officials in Los Angeles shocked, but even their own people were shocked that Xu Moyan killed someone.

They know it in their hearts.

In such a situation, it is better to kill chickens and monkeys and write the shock in their bone marrow at one time.

In fact.

Everyone is testing each other's bottom line.

I didn't expect to use the price of my life.

At this time, Xu Moyan immediately thought of the famous scene in "Kung Fu" where Director Feng arrogantly touched his buttocks in the police station.

He's almost spit out a mouthful of phlegm now.

"Let's go!"

He said lightly and bowed to Wu Yichun's coffin.

Feng Tianqi and Cui Huai, two dogs, immediately led people to carry the coffin out.

The official lying on the ground had just left the country and received a boxed lunch and was carried out.

The lid of the coffin was quickly opened.

Xu Moyan looked at it, and it was not worth it to stab Wu for him.

It can be seen that he was in a hurry when he was buried, and the clothes on his body were still the dirty clothes he wore when he was at home, and he had reason to believe that this was definitely not handled by Wu Yichun's family.

His family was not seen at the scene, and it is possible that someone controlled him.

"What about his family?"

Xu Moyan asked as he checked.

Changshi Song Lian was respectful to this little gold medal, and replied: "My lord, it's like this, Lord Wu's family returned to their hometown a few days ago, and they haven't returned yet.

Early this morning, the old ...... Xia Guan sent someone to Zhuozhou to report the funeral. ”

"Hmm!"

Xu Moyan hummed softly.

He continued to ask, "What hobbies does Wu Tingshi usually have?" ”

Song Kang replied: "Lord Wu likes to collect calligraphy and paintings, and he also likes to drink. ”

When a person has power in his hands, he will begin to think about his hobbies, and his thoughts are much greater than that of benefiting the people.

This is the inferior nature since ancient times, and there is no one who can stand out from it.

Xu Moyan observed Wu Tingshi's corpse, his face was pale, there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his abdomen was bloated.

Does not meet the characteristics of a violent death.

He wanted to open Lord Wu's mouth and check it.

However, the teeth were clenched too tightly, and they couldn't open them no matter what.

Feng Tianqi, who was crawling on the other side, understood what Xu Moyan meant, and pulled out the knife.

"Lord Xu, I'll come!"

"Get out of the way and make trouble."

Feng Tianqi scolded and thrust the knife back again.

Jiao Lushan never said a word, always standing at a distance of one meter from Xu Moyan's side, releasing the qi machine to lay a layer of aura shield on his body.

Meantime.

Another psychic mind is constantly searching for potential dangers around it.

Only he could see clearly that Xu Moyan killed someone just now, and he was so arrogant in other people's territory, I really don't know who gave him courage.

Even if he was a fourth-grade martial artist, he didn't dare to make a rash move.

The heavens and the earth are large, and the number of hermits is innumerable, and they act recklessly, and once they are counterattacked, their lives are in danger.

But.

He appreciates the little gold medalist's approach.

Time is limited, and only in this way can we break through the obstacles and get the desired results.

At least for now, everyone is well-behaved.

Xu Mo couldn't keep his mouth open, moved his hand to Wu Tingshi's abdomen, and gently pressed it on the bulging part.

Laugh at!

There was a loud noise.

I saw that Wu Tingshi's mouth was opened by the flatulence in his abdomen, and the smell was unpleasant, and the people around the coffin all covered their noses and turned their heads in disgust.

Xu Moyan held his breath with a qi machine and observed the details inside his mouth.

! The tongue is gone.

Xu Moyan immediately turned around and asked Song Kang: "What about the tongue?" ”

As early as when Xu Moyan found the blood stains on the corner of his mouth and wanted to pry his mouth open, some people were already restless.

This is Cui Huai's task, and he is mainly responsible for staring at the expressions of the officials present and recording the abnormalities.

Song Kang was obviously unprepared, and climbed up to take a closer look.

After that, he responded: "The lower official doesn't know." ”

"Really?"

Song Kang replied: "The local custom is that people die and put them in the coffin immediately, and I didn't think about it so much at that time. ”

Xu Moyan re-observed the incision of his tongue, the incision was flat, not bitten off, but cut with a sharp weapon.

The bleeding is not much, it is after death.

"Who was the first to be on site?"

Then.

An official with a fat figure and a mole on the corner of his mouth stood up and said, "My lord, Gu Xiuming, who is a judicial officer in Luozhou, received a report from the people of the Assassin's Mansion, so he immediately brought someone to the scene.

At that time, Lord Wu was lying on the bookcase, holding a brush in his hand, as if he was going to write something, but before he finished writing, he died violently. ”

Xu Moyan corrected: "It's too early to say that you died violently, you joined the army as a judicial officer, and you are a professional in solving cases, there are so many abnormalities in Lord Wu, you won't be invisible, right?" ”

Then.

He turned around and reported to Pei Shilang and said, "The humble post suggests that this person be dismissed and investigated, what is Lord Pei's opinion?" ”

He has to take care of Pei Shilang's emotions.

Pei Shilang smiled, and recognized Xu Moyan's approach in his heart.

The favorability of this little gold medal skyrocketed.

He understands the world very well.

"Let's do it, the official will write a good chapter and present it to His Majesty."

When it comes to His Majesty, he clenches his fists with both hands and leads the direction of the capital to show respect for the emperor.

Gu Xiuming's heart was like ashes at this time, and he looked at Changshi Song Kang with a wooden expression.

"Lord Song, this ......"

Song Kang said in a deep voice: "There is nothing to justify, take it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the two messengers grabbed Gu Xiuming's arm and pulled them away from the scene.

Xu Moyan added: "This person is held in solitary confinement, no one is allowed to approach, and this official has something to ask." ”

Then, he continued to ask, "Who put the coffin?" ”

"Back to my lord, I did it with my humble duties."

"Who are you?"

"Inferior Party Wenhan, Sihu joins the army." After he reported his name, he continued to explain: "That's the case, Lord Wu's family is not there, so there is a household to do it for him, the old rules." ”

"Then please call the messenger who installed the coffin at the scene, and the official will ask for questioning."

Then.

A messenger hurriedly ran in and shouted, "My lord, it's not good! ”

Song Kang said angrily: "What are you panicking about, say!" Why are you so flustered? ”

"Lu Zhutou has been killed!"