"Stop making trouble and be serious!"

Mo Fengwu suddenly became happy.

"You think I'm making trouble?"

The little guy suddenly curled his lips and said, "Anyway, no one is out now."

Hearing this, Mo Fengwu's lips curled up: "It would be best if you don't come out."

The little guy was stunned. At this time, the sandalwood burned out, Mo Fengwu turned around and looked at everyone, saying:

"It seems that no one admits it. Oh, well, it seems that some people won't shed tears until they see the coffin."

With that said, Mo Fengwu said to Uncle Fu next to him: "Uncle Fu, help me prepare some things. I want to perform an autopsy on Pharmacist Feng myself."

"Autopsy? Could it be that the eldest lady wants to learn how to do it..."

"That's right. However, many people only know that the operation can only detect the cause of death. But in fact, the real top operation can not only calculate the detailed cause of death, the precise time of death, but also the detailed murder method of the murderer.

And many things that even the murderer himself is not aware of... For example, whether the murderer is left-handed and how tall he is. Moreover, it will be easier if he leaves fingerprints. You must know that fingerprints are unique. At that time, as long as they compare,

The murderer will be found naturally... Okay, Uncle Fu, help me make arrangements. But I have to go see my second uncle later, so I will go there later."

After saying that, Mo Fengwu didn't stop and went directly to the backyard with the second lady.

**

An hour later, a sneaky figure walked out of the alley at the back door of Mo's house.

The man had mediocre features and a wretched expression. He looked around from time to time as he walked on the street. After a while, he came to an inconspicuous wine shop in the east of the city.

The wine shop is not big, it faces the street, and there are not many customers.

The waiter in the store saw the person coming, glanced outside, and then waved his hand, and the person immediately got behind the wine shop.

"The man surnamed Feng is dead. But that good-for-nothing from the Mo family seems to have discovered something. The kid is scared. Let's get him out as soon as possible."

In the room, the wretched man whispered to an old man and handed over a note.

The old man sneered when he heard this, then without even looking at the note, he swept the note to the ground and said:

"He's just a loser, what's there to be afraid of? As for wanting to come out...well, since you don't want to do it anymore, just give him a ride."

The old man said, and at the same time he raised his hand and made a killing gesture. When the wretched man saw it, he immediately laughed and said:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this and make sure nothing goes wrong."

"Well, that's good. By the way, what happened to the burial yesterday? Why was it carried back again?"

"Uh, this..."

The wretched man's face froze. He had no choice but to do so. The Mo family had now issued a hush-hush order, and no one was allowed to leak a word. They had arranged to kill Yaoshi Feng just because they heard that Yaoshi Feng had been arrested, and were afraid of leaking the news. But the second master of the Mo family

He really didn't know about it.

Seeing him like this, the old man's face suddenly darkened. But then, just as he was about to speak, he heard a joking voice suddenly coming over.

"Ask me about this, I know."

"who?"

The old man and the wretched man in the room were startled at the same time and turned their heads instantly. Then they saw a slim woman with a gauzy face standing at the door at some point, looking at them with a smile but not a smile.
Chapter completed!