Similar to Zhao Mou's plan, people who are familiar with him are trying to find ways to establish connections between the characters.
However, some identities are destined to be unable to coexist peacefully, such as Song Xue's daughter and Quinn's bandit. Let alone act together, it would take a long time just to prevent the "bandit" from using physical, foot, or verbal threats to the "daughter".
effort.
After a while, everyone dispersed.
There is no time limit for this mission, and they have no plans to collect the body of their mission target as soon as they come up. They don't need to be reminded, and everyone knows that the mission is dangerous.
What if these corpses have different identities and the wrong one is chosen to die?
No matter what, they plan to collect as much information as possible before starting the mission, perhaps avoiding all wrong answers to pass the level safely, by hiding somewhere in Yizhuang.
Zhao Yijiu chose a wing where no corpses were parked, sat on a dusty table and chair and let Zhao Yijiu bandage his wounds.
Without the physical fitness of a deducer, the wounds healed very slowly. There were deep wounds on his arms and the backs of his hands. He didn't pay much attention to it. After removing the cloth strips scrawled around the wounds, he discovered that both wounds were ulcerated.
Already.
Zhao Mou frowned slightly.
"What a reckless man."
Zhao Yijiu shrugged noncommittally, and with a joking "brother" he was reluctantly swallowed back into his stomach.
Zhao Mou asked him to be patient, took out a small knife from the cloth bag he carried with him, and cleaned the necrotic flesh from the wound. He scraped and recited:
"You people are the most troublesome to the doctor. Don't you care about your own body? I'll see how you fight after you're dead and can't move. When the time comes, you'll regret it and you won't have anywhere to cry."
"I couldn't help it. I lost the fight and was slapped by a very fierce person." Zhao Yijiu endured the pain indifferently and took the opportunity to reveal Yu Xing's situation to Zhao Mou, "But the person disappeared.
The Saint and I searched all the way but couldn't find him. Maybe evil is rewarded and where did he die?"
"Oh? From what you said, why does he sound like an enemy? Isn't it a good thing that my enemy is missing? Why are you still looking for him?" Zhao Mou said calmly, "Lift your arm and light it, move it next to the candle, and then hide from me in the shadows."
It will be invisible.”
Zhao Yijiu said: "...Originally I had a grudge, but now I think about it clearly, that guy can still make some money with me. Without him, no one will pay my reward."
There were only two of them in the room at this time, and Zhao Ruru used the name of the saint to inquire about the sedan girl.
While applying the medicine, the two heard a lot of excitement outside.
It seemed that someone had already carried a bucket to fetch water outside Yizhuang, and someone was checking the body.
Someone else found a whole box of simple but clean shrouds in the wing room, and asked everyone to take out the shrouds. Some people collected things in various rooms that looked like they could be used as oral objects, and finally found that only a few old shrouds were suitable.
Copper coins.
The sound insulation effect of Xiaoyizhuang is poor. If there is any movement in the yard, everyone will know about it within a few minutes. Finally, the most important problem surfaces.
"I searched all the rooms, and I can confirm that there are only three empty coffins in Yizhuang!" Nie Lang lowered his body and reported to Song Xue in a rough voice.
He pretended that he fell in love with the rich lady at first sight, so he had the opportunity to obey orders openly.
This information was not exclusive. At least Zhao Mou and Zhao Yijiao in the wing could vaguely hear their conversation.
The others were not far away, and they also had eyes, so they quickly discovered this.
The atmosphere in Yi Zhuang became a little different.
"Hey, there are only ten sets of shrouds." Luo Xianfeng, who was dressed as a bandit, finished counting the number of shrouds and made a rather evil sound.
The pit has already appeared.
There are fourteen of them here, and there are fourteen corpses.
However, excluding the steps of washing the corpse's dirt, dressing, feeding, and entering the house, the number of corresponding shrouds, copper coins, and coffins is decreasing.
Ten sets of shrouds, six copper coins, and three empty coffins.
This means... in the end, only three corpses can meet the conditions for being buried in peace! Does this mean that only three deducers can leave Yizhuang?
This is on the premise that the mission process itself does not trick them to death.
So how are these three places determined?
Is it entirely based on your own abilities?
When Zhao Mou thought about competing for the quota, he noticed the conspiracy of the Yizhuang mission.
"We can't be led around." He thought to himself, put on the last bit of medicine, and patted Zhao Yijiu, "It's really lively outside, let's go out and have a look too?"
The two opened the wooden door of the wing, and as expected, they saw that everyone had become much more cautious and alert when searching for supplies and information.
Zhao Mou leaned on the door frame and looked at it for a while, then decided to go to the front yard to conduct an autopsy.
He didn't let Zhao Yijiu follow him. He walked over and saw that someone was already inspecting their mission target.
"This girl also knows how to do autopsies?"
The person squatting next to a corpse and massaging it was Song Xue. The person was originally the doctor of the Survival Investigation Team. He was good at medical skills and was not the same as him, a fake doctor.
Song Xue said lightly: "I don't understand. I have been pampered since I was a child. How could I have the opportunity to come into contact with this?"
She handed over a dissatisfied look, warning Zhao Mou not to dig holes for her out of habit, and then explained: "It's just that this time I was caught on the mountain and saw the horror of the world, which made me a little more aware of dangers and corpses.
Curious. I just want to see what these corpses look like. As for the cause of their death, you, the doctor, need to tell everyone."
Zhao Mou smiled, squatted next to her, and looked down.
The corpses were all covered with white cloth, and only the one in front of him was lifted up and covered by Song Xue.
The swollen and white flesh soaked in water was exposed to the air, giving off a soft and rotten feeling that made people want to vomit.
Even though he was not a professional doctor, Zhao Mou could tell at a glance that the deceased seemed to have died of drowning.
He checked again and found no obvious trauma on the body, so drowning became more likely.
Zhao Mou lifted up the other white cloths one by one for comparison, and found that all the corpses had the same death state. There were old and young, male and female, but there were still more elderly people, accounting for five-sevenths of the total.
, I don’t know what the significance is at the moment.
Ye Shui Yi Zhuang... the drowned corpses... crossing the Ye River in Longling... Could it be that these corpses all drowned in the Ye River and were then transferred to the Ye Shui Yi Zhuang by something?
The drowned people have deep grievances and like to find scapegoats. Will these corpses turn into ghosts and let living people like them die in their place?
Zhao Mou thought of many possibilities in an instant. Just when he wanted to chat with Song Xue, someone hurriedly walked over.
"Since you are all dawdling, I will start first." Luo Xiangfeng carried a bucket of water and looked at the corpses. After noticing the difference in age of the corpses, he chose a young male corpse with a slightly changed expression.
He picked up the body without being blocked, as if he was planning to find a corner with fewer people, such as the open space at the other end of the front yard, to complete the first task of "cleaning the dirt."