While the two of them were talking, Tang Yu rushed back with a few servants in the rain, nodded to Lin Fanghe first, and then said: "This place has been damaged and can no longer be inhabited, we plan to transfer the witness to a private house near the post house so that we can continue to receive treatment." Do you think it's okay?"

Lin Fanghe agreed: "Yes." In front of those few fast catchers, he said to Tang Yu: "Regarding the matter of those treasures, General Miao has completely explained to me, and the cause and effect are all under control......

Tang Yu was taken aback: "This, don't you need to keep it secret?"

"Why keep it secret, there's no need for it at all, the more publicized the better. Lin Fanghe narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said, "Only by telling those who secretly covet it that such a secret government is already known, will they not trouble General Miao again." So that he can heal with peace of mind. ”

Miao Hanwu kept coughing, he covered his mouth with his hand, and nodded: "Thank you, Lord Lin!"

Several messengers stepped forward, carried Miao Hanwu onto a small bamboo bed, covered it with rainproof tarpaulin, and carried it into the carriage with a tent outside. The officers drove away. Tang Yu stayed, and Lin Fanghe looked at the empty room and asked, "Song Qingyang, the talented man who was killed in Gulou Lane, has his autopsy come out?"

Tang Yu replied: "The work has been filled in and handed over to Cheng Zhutou." Song Qingyang's body is still in the morgue of the state government. ”

"Let's go back and have a look. Lin Fanghe turned his head to signal, Tang Yu handed him the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and accepted the coat he was wearing. The two of them walked out of the house one after the other and walked out into the vast rain.

Back at the post house, Lin Fanghe asked Cheng Liangjia for the autopsy, looked at it, roughly swept it, raised his eyebrows, and said: "It says that the dead Song Xiucai, although he was slashed on the forehead and shed a lot of blood, it was not a fatal injury. Isn't it a little strange that what really cost him his life was the blow to his throat, which shattered and closed his trachea......"

Cheng Liangjia poured two cups of hot tea, put them on the table, and said, "I also think this joint doesn't seem to make sense." Sitting on the chair, he said, "Why did the murderer slash this one when he was sure that he would be killed with one blow?" Or did he go up and crush his throat when he saw the deceased struggling desperately?"

Lin Fanghe put the autopsy on the table, and said thoughtfully: "But this autopsy report does not mention that the deceased Song Qingyang has other injuries on his body, if the two of them really experienced a life-and-death struggle in such a narrow room, there will definitely be bruises and scratches on the deceased's body, can it be said that Song Xiu is a lamb to be slaughtered, obediently bowing his head, and making people slaughter? Besides, the autopsy report says that the kitchen knife that committed the murder was on the kitchen case of the deceased's own home. This seems even more unreasonable, if a person wants to commit murder, will he not carry a murder weapon, but also borrow someone else's knife......"

Cheng Liangjia replied respectfully: "These doubts are really puzzling?"

Lin Fanghe picked up the tea on the table, drank it dry, and turned around to greet Tang Yu: "Let's go to the morgue and have a look——"

Cheng Liangjia looked at the continuous rain outside, and dissuaded: "You see that it is windy and rainy outside, and it is muddy and difficult to walk, so it is not too late to wait for the weather to clear and then go." ”

"It doesn't matter. Lin Fanghe wrapped himself in his robe and walked out of the door. Tang Yu then followed. The two men took out the horses, turned them over, and rode them quickly.

After a while, when he arrived at the yamen of the state capital, Lin Fanghe turned over and dismounted, and said to Tang Yu: "We will tie the horse here, rest all the way loudly, don't disturb others." ”

When I came to the errand room, an errand with swollen eyelids and yawning was in charge of the reception, and there were peeled peanut shells on the table and on the ground, and the air was filled with a slight smell of alcohol. Lin Fanghe paused for a moment and asked sharply, "What about the people, where have they gone?"

The messenger burped and replied carefully, "My lord, because it is raining, there is no official mission." Everyone drank some wine, played mahjong for a while, and then dispersed.

"Disperse, are you usually like this, taking the country's money?"

"How is that possible, everyone is usually conscientious and thrifty. Mainly because it was a little rainy today......"

"Conscientious? Do you still have a face to say?" Lin Fanghe looked at the table and said, "I won't tell you, go back and let your prefect Cai Jiuzhi come to see me......

The messenger nodded: "It must be." ”

Lin Fanghe's face was solemn, and he said, "Where is the morgue, you take us there immediately-"

The messenger hurriedly agreed, he took off the poncho on the wall, led Lin Fanghe Tang Yu out of the door, and turned to the back hall. Descending the steps, I entered a narrow alley, and on the walls on both sides of the alley, a thick layer of dark green moss grew on the walls. He pointed to a hidden wooden door at the end of the front and said in a trembling voice, "Master, that is the peace house where the state government placed the corpses." ”

A place where the dead are put is actually called a "peace house"?

Lin Fanghe thought that with the nature and inferiority of human beings, as long as they were shoulder to shoulder and lived in the same room, there would never be any peace at all? Even if the Peach Blossom Spring, Jiuhua Mountain, and Jinding saw the Buddha Emei Mountain, he would be able to stir up a miasma for you. But when you come here, you all have rules and live in peace?

If it's not peaceful, don't send it here. And as long as you come here, you will basically run out of oil and dry up, all your thoughts will be empty, you will not be greedy or angry, you will return to the dust and the earth, and you will really be happy to travel to the west, and you can't toss it if you want toss!

The errand officer stopped and whispered, "The new Song Qingyang is in bed No. 3." ”

Lin Fanghe's eyes widened, and he asked loudly: "Why, as a commissioner, the boss came to inspect, don't you go in with you?"

"I ......" the messenger shrunk all over, his teeth catching and fighting: "The affairs of the Taiping House have always been the responsibility of the drunkard Lao Mao, I am timid, and I never dare to go forward." Master, you can spare the little one, or go home and have nightmares......"

Lin Fanghe and Tang Yu left their timid servants, stepped forward, pushed open the wooden door, and walked into the cold morgue.

The room was empty, and the cold was oppressive. In the corner of the wall is a wooden shelf with a small oil lamp flickering. In the middle of the room lay a simple wooden bed, on which were the corpses rested, upright and motionless covered with a white cloth. The cold wind penetrated through the window lattices covered with cobwebs, and it was bitterly cold. Two men walked among the dead bodies, the wind blew and the door of the morgue creaked and rattled!

Tang Yu couldn't help but shudder.

"What, scared?" Lin Fanghe said in a concerned voice.

"No, what's so scary about that. It's just that the air here is too cold. Tang Yu straightened his chest and opened his eyes wide, although the look of panic still existed, his tone of voice was much calmer.

Lin Fanghe comforted: "It's not shameful to be afraid, it's normal for people." When I was doing fast fishing, and when I examined the body of a dead man for the first time, I also had fifteen buckets of water in my heart, seven up and eight down......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Tang Yu take a step back, and an extremely frightened look flashed in his eyes. Lin Fanghe turned his head sideways and followed his gaze, it turned out that in the dark corner of the room, a cloud of turquoise light was rising, faintly and faintly, heading straight for them!