"I don't know the dead, all I know is from the body."

Huo Yijun tucked his shoulders back and raised his chin: "I understand that adults want to avenge their colleagues, but more clues are needed to find out the truth, are you sure you want to keep holding me like this?" ”

Xiang Xiu's eyes flowed, his breathing gradually stabilized, and he calmed down and released his front placket.

Huo Yijun lowered his head and coughed, smoothed his clothes, and when he looked up again, his face was like frost, and his tone became indifferent: "The two corpses have the same point that they chose the largest sky lantern in the lantern festival as the corpse throwing carrier, the cutting technique is the same and the section of the corpse is flat, the mouth is stuffed with paste, and pine oil is used for cremation. ”

"So the murderer must meet the following conditions."

"First, the murderer has a lot of sky lanterns and is not found when he puts the lanterns, what should it mean to stuff paste in his mouth, and the lantern maker who meets the conditions is very suspicious."

"Second, according to the cross-section of the corpse parts, the ability to decompose the corpse should be with the help of instruments, indicating that the murderer had access to such instruments. As far as I know, there are many large-scale equipment for logging wood and bamboo in Wuli Mountain, which is the machine of the Thousand Machine Gate, which was bought by the paper mill many years ago, mainly used for cutting trees and making paper. ”

"Third, the cremation of corpses was all burned before death, and the residual grease on my corpse was so bad that I could tell that it was pine oil, as long as we find out the source of pine oil and find the location of the lamp, maybe there will be other discoveries."

After some reasoning, the crowd fell into deep thought.

Jiang Xie raised his eyebrows slightly, and became a little interested in him: "Is it possible to deduce the identity of the murderer from this?" ”

Huo Yijun shook his head: "There is too little critical evidence to deduce the identity of the murderer, but I can draw the face of the victim and the deceased, and through identification, I may know his identity, and it is easy to find the murderer." ”

The old man and Xiangxiu opened their mouths almost at the same time and asked, "How do you draw?" ”

Huo Yijun smiled, his eyes released light, he took off his gloves with both hands and held them gently behind his back: "Of course, it is to draw bones, draw his face according to the broken bones of the deceased's head, and restore the appearance of the deceased before his death!" ”

The old man became short of breath, stared in disbelief, and asked again to confirm: "You still draw bones?" ”

"I know a little bit about it." Huo Yijun's eyes were shining.

Jiang Xie summoned people to prepare their brushwork and ink, and like everyone present, they were looking forward to his paintings.

Huo Yijun walked in front of the first charred corpse, his expression was calm, knowing that he had been charred and carbonized and couldn't sew the corpse at all, but he still picked up the needle and thread used to sew the corpse, and sewed all the corpse pieces together little by little and very seriously.

Although the stitches and scars are all over the body, they will be sewn into a complete corpse, which can be regarded as leaving the last dignity of the deceased.

The people present, they never knew that there were still people in the Huo family who knew how to conduct autopsies, and they were no less shocked than the old man.

To Jiang Xie's surprise, Huo Yijun's method of sewing corpses was very similar to that of a person.

Huo Yijun sewed the second corpse with his hands, touching the skull fragments of the first corpse with both hands, relying on the autopsy experience of his previous life, he picked up the pen and slowly drew on the paper, and soon drew a portrait.

"Whose ...... is this?"

The Qingzheng officials present all stepped forward to identify it, but unfortunately they didn't recognize this strange man.

Only Jiang Xie glanced at it from a distance, and recognized that this person was Wang Yi, the envoy of the household department!

Three days ago, Wang Yijiang mysteriously disappeared due to the luck of the household department, and the time just coincided with the inferred time of the murder.

Jiang Xie had a relationship with him, when the household department was investigating the smuggling of the river at the beginning of the new year, after checking the lamp paper shipped from the Huojia paper mill, Wang Zhuan's envoy disappeared, and it is said that the lamp paper is the goods laid by the lantern.

It is rumored that the sky lantern shop in the lantern shop in Wuli Mountain can make a big living person disappear mysteriously for no reason, and the cloud has really gone to the lantern shop and disappeared.

Now the bones of the two have reappeared, proving that they did not disappear but were killed!

The eight sky lanterns that crashed on Suzaku Street all came from the lantern shop, and all suspicions seemed to point to the strange lantern shop.

Here, after seeing the painting, the old man questioned: "Little boy, you shouldn't be painting casually, right?" ”

Huo Yijun was helpless, lowered his head and raised the pen to draw two more pictures,

"Senior Sister Tayun!!"

Xiang Xiu snatched the portrait, brought it to Jiang Xie and said excitedly: "My lord, this is Senior Sister Tayun, the painting is exactly the same!" ”

And after the third portrait was painted, the old man was stunned.

He trembled and said, "This ...... This is what I looked like when I was three years old...... Same!! ”

Jiang Xie saw that Huo Yijun's third painting was compared with the appearance of the old man, and said four words indifferently: "Painting old at the age of three." ”

"My lord, hurry up and put a reward on the corpse."

Huo Yijun drew the fourth picture with a few strokes, which is a giveaway, which is the original appearance of the sky lantern that crashed on the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, from the system and pattern to be the same, you must know that these sky lanterns were like fireballs when they fell on Zhuque Street, and the entire sky lantern was restored only with the burned bamboo skeleton, and it was also a real painting skill.

Huo Yijun exhaled and looked relaxed.

Jiang Xie suddenly stepped forward, pressed his palm on the edge of the table, looked cold, leaned over and asked, "Who did you learn the corpse sewing technique from?" ”

Huo Yijun blinked quickly, his eyes were staring at him tightly, and his heartbeat was accelerating at that moment.

He didn't expect that Jiang Xie's focus was not on painting skills, but on sewing corpses, was he recognized?