Yan Chenghuai turned sideways and bowed slightly, which was regarded as a response.

"Go down first."

After the order was given, the people around them were all clean, leaving only Yan Chenghuai and Lin Niannian with the box on his back.

The room was very quiet, and Lin Nian frowned, a little uncomfortable.

Mei'er's room was elegant, but the curtains around her were drawn, and the sun outside could not shine in, making the whole room a little dark.

Lin Niannian was a little uncomfortable with the current light, she was afraid that it would affect her judgment, so she just walked to the window and wanted to open the window, but she heard Yan Chenghuai's voice stop her movements.

"Wait!"

Lin Niannian's body froze, a little uncertain: "My lord? ”

"There are corpses scattered on the bodies of the deceased." In just one sentence, the words were concise and to the point, but Lin Niannian's hairs stood up.

She strode to Mei'er's bedside, lifted the layers of bed tents, and sure enough, she saw the corpse lying quietly in the center.

The corpse was already stiff, but the deceased was no different from before, and even a faint smile was on the corner of his mouth. She clasped her hands tightly together, and Lin Niannian saw something familiar in the corner, which was a handkerchief.

It was given to Mei'er by herself at the time, and yesterday, she also said that she would hand it over to herself.

Lowering his eyelids, Lin Nian clearly saw that Mei'er's bare skin was glowing with abnormal brownish yellow, and a fishy smell came into her nose.

It's corpse water, and when you see the shadow of the sun, there is no bone residue left that will dissolve people.

What kind of grudge, treat people like this.

Lin Niannian couldn't tell what it was like, so he heard the footsteps around him, Yan Chenghuai walked near her and said slowly:

"There is not a trace of wounds on the deceased's body, nor there are traces of hidden weapons, or traces of impact, and as for poisoning, it is even more impossible."

"My lord knows better than I do." Putting down the bed curtain in his hand, Lin Niannian looked at him with burning eyes.

"Did you hear any rumors before you came?" Yan Chenghuai did not answer, but asked another question.

Lin Niannian thought about it and hesitated: "It's just some rumors." ”

“…… Some people say that the deceased seems to have been killed by a fox demon, what do you think? ”

Yan Chenghuai had already walked to the windowsill at this time, opened the long curtain a small crack, and said coldly: "There is no fox demon, but there is one thief." ”

Lin Niannian took a closer look, and saw that there were some faint scratches on it, which seemed to have just appeared, and the paint on the wall was still brand new.

"Someone came in through the window?" Lin Niannian was stunned, and saw the man nodding: "Yes." ”

"But who has the ability to do this?" Lin Niannian frowned and thought, "This attic is the highest one in the neighborhood, if a thief commits a crime, the only way to climb up is to climb up this flower building." ”

"Hualou is full all year round, if someone does this, it will definitely arouse suspicion, so it can only be an insider who commits the crime, and takes advantage of people's inattention."

"In other words, this ledge is the thief's escape route, not the route of entry."

Yan Chenghuai was noncommittal, and the golden crow at noon moved and happened to shine through the small slit and hit Mei'er's hand.

"Ahh

There was a scorching sound, Lin Niannian reacted, and exclaimed: "Mei'er." ”

It's a pity that it's too late, where the light hits, the skin and flesh gradually turn into water, spreading to other places, and finally the sound gets louder and louder, until finally, Lin Niannian watched Mei'er's body turn into a pool of blood, and the handkerchief she held in her hand covered the position where she had just been lying.

Lin Niannian couldn't speak, only felt his throat tight.

"People are dead." However, Yan Chenghuai's voice sounded behind him, and he seemed to be a little unhappy.

Lin Niannian took a deep breath and turned around suddenly, with a solemn expression on his face, and his voice was rare and cold: "Could it be that in the eyes of adults, the corpse of the deceased is so unworthy of talking about?" ”

Yan Chenghuai's brows furrowed tightly, as if he had seen Lin Niannian for the first time, his voice was slow: "Why not?" When a person dies, it is no different from dirt and gravel, in what way does it exist, and what is the difference? ”

"It's different!" Lin Niannian yelled out of frustration, her chest rose and fell violently because of anger, she thought of the charred brown corpse that was crushed by him, and her heart was very blocked, "People are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless?" ”

"The bodies of the dead are thoughts, you don't know what they have experienced in their lives, and who they have seen." She stared at Yan Chenghuai with unprecedented seriousness, "You don't care about this corpse, but someone cares!" ”

Her throat choked, and she couldn't control the heat in her eyes, so she squatted down and buried her face in her arms for a long time.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, and she didn't know how long it was, when a soft sigh suddenly sounded above her head, very short and light, as if it was a human illusion:

“…… If she had known what you said, it would be fine......"

What?

Lin Niannian didn't hear it too clearly, his face was raised with teary eyes, and a handkerchief suddenly appeared in front of him, Yan Chenghuai glanced at her with disgust, and spit out a low sentence: "Dirty!" ”

Lin Nian closed his voice, and the sad emotions just now were swept away, and he only felt that the person in front of him hated it very much.

"How could an adult come to such a place!" She remembered that Lord Chincha's duties did not seem to include an autopsy.

Withdrawing his hand, Yan Chenghuai returned to his previous light and breezy color, only looking at her while wiping her tears, and said amazingly: "Li Zheng is dead." ”

Who? Li Zheng?

Lin Niannian's movements froze instantly, his eyes widened in disbelief, and it took a long time to find his voice: "Li ...... Governor Li? ”

"Isn't he in the dungeon?"

Is it suicide? Lin Nian thought about it for a while, and quickly denied it, Li Zheng has always been greedy for life and afraid of death, not to mention that the people who are responsible for guarding Li Zheng are all sent by Yan Chenghuai, so there should be no such possibility.

After thinking about it, I heard Yan Chenghuai continue: "The situation of death is exactly the same as Mei'er. ”。

"It's just ......" his eyes flashed, and his words were a little heavy, "He walked in his sleep, and there was inexplicably more corpse water on his body, if the guards hadn't found it earlier, I'm afraid it would have turned into a pool of pus and blood!" ”

Lin is silent every year, and today's events are all unacceptable.

First Li Zheng, then Mei'er......

The two men died in exactly the same way, almost certainly by the same person.

Governor Li said that he formed a party for personal gain, maybe he was killed and killed, but what about Mei'er?

Why did this group of people attack Mei'er, a woman in a flower house?

Unless, she has some ulterior secret.

Lin Niannian thought for a moment and blurted out: "Have you found out who Li Zheng has been selling official salt through all these years?"

The only thing that can connect these two things is the case of Guan Yan.