After leaving Chen Yongming's place, Xin Shun went to the autopsy room.
Afraid that the body would decompose too quickly, almost no windows are opened here, and the candlesticks on the wall are covered with paper lamps.
Seven corpses were lined up neatly, with five large ice bricks hanging under each corpse, a total of thirty-five blocks, causing the temperature in the entire autopsy room to be extremely low.
The bodies of Huang Xinyu and the old woman were at the very back.
Huang Xinyu was strangled to death, the scene of his death was horrifying, and his eyes and tongue were exposed.
The old woman was stabbed dozens of times with her mouth covered, and all the organs in her stomach were stabbed to pieces with sharp knives.
The remaining five corpses, including the corpse of the man on the roof with his head hanging outside, all had their throats cut cleanly.
Xin Shun stood at the door with his hands behind his hands, looking at the corpses quietly.
Two guards followed him, and the slaves were also here.
After standing for a while, Xin Shun walked inside, his eyes slowly moving from the five male corpses to Huang Xinyu and his daughter inside.
"It's really weird." Xin Shun said.
"Sir, what's wrong?" Konoe asked.
"These five corpses were all done by Ah Li," Xin Shun pointed out, "but these two corpses are related to He Yanpo. And Ah Li and He Yanpo are sworn enemies."
"Both of them?"
"One is Tao Lan's husband, and the other is the orphan of Duke Dingguo. What do you think?"
"It's true..."
"Wait a minute," Xin Shun stopped and looked back at the five male corpses, "I almost forgot."
"What did you find, sir?"
"I was led astray by the couple at Tai'an Restaurant earlier," Xin Shun frowned, "Since these five corpses were all made by Ah Li, and she first killed the man on the roof, and then the four people in Yuheng Tower, then
Doesn't this just mean that there is something in Yuheng Tower that makes her angry?"
"Yes..." Konoe responded, "Well sir, I will take people to seal off Yuheng Tower!"
"Don't turn everything upside down and dig three feet into the ground!" Xin Shun said in a deep voice, "Either Yuheng Tower is related to Song Zhiyi, or it is related to the people from He Yanpo!"
"yes."
The guards left in a hurry. Xin Shun stood in formation and couldn't stand anymore, so he turned and left: "I will go to Yuheng Tower with you!"
In a cloth shop far away from Yangchuanfang Third Street, a clerk quickly ran back from outside, entered the house through the side door, and locked the door behind his back.
The front door of the cloth shop was closed, and the windows in the back room were covered with curtains, leaving only a dim light. The man stepped on the wooden ladder and quickly went upstairs.
The light on the third floor finally became brighter, and he took out the portrait in his arms. The ink marks were still brand new.
The steward of the cloth shop hurriedly took the portrait, looked at it, then raised his head to compare the man and woman in front of him, and breathed a sigh of relief: "This is a complete mistake!"
On both sides of the tea table sat a man and a woman, neither of whom felt at all happy.
Sima Wu raised his hand and asked the steward to take the portrait away.
The spirited girl in the portrait was not the Ah Li who wanted to kill them that night.
"She is self-defeating," Sima Wu said, "she wants to harm us, but she is wanted."
Chu Zheng glanced at the portrait, then lowered her head and looked at the back of her bandaged hand: "I can't beat her."
Even, there is no need to fight at all.
"She comes from Duke Dingguo's palace. Duke Dingguo's palace has produced many military generals with great achievements. Even if you can't defeat her, it won't be a shame."
"No," Chu Zheng said coldly, "I can lose to those men, but I don't want to lose to a woman."
Sima Wu didn't answer and looked at another portrait.
"I've never seen this man before," Sima Wu said.
Chu Zheng took a look and looked away.
"We can no longer go to Yuheng Tower," the steward said. "I still can't figure out why Ah Li can find out about Yuheng Tower."
"Is it difficult to guess?" Chu Zheng raised her hand, "Can you see my bandage?"
"Could it be..."
"Mallow Medical Center," Chu Zheng said coldly, "it must be them."
"We can't go now," Sima Wu looked at the steward, "After this period of limelight, there will be a time of reckoning in the future."
"Maybe she is waiting for us over there now," Chu Zheng said, "I really want to kill her."
"Oh," the steward sighed, "just keep it here with me for the next few days, so it won't be discovered."
The steward turned around and asked the waiter to go downstairs to prepare some food.
The guy responded and left.
Listening to the sound of footsteps going down the stairs, Sima Wu frowned.
Right now, life, death, and injury can all be considered trivial matters. What is important is the task assigned by Mrs. Yan.
Mrs. Yan did not specify who was going to die, but they had to kill at least three of the eight military envoys from Badu.
Why did it happen that an Ah Li came out?
Chen Yongming also had the same confusion at this time.
But the person he was confused about was not Ah Li, but Xin Shun.
After finally leaving the back door of the government office, he was about to go to Yangchuanfang, when he saw Xin Shun's sedan carrying him across the road.
I guess Xin Shun was going to Yuheng Tower, but Chen Yongming didn't know if he should continue to Yangchuanfang.
After thinking about it, Chen Yongming turned around and walked to the other side, when he met a middle-aged man walking quickly: "Master!"
Chen Yongming raised his eyebrows and subconsciously raised his hand to rub his clean shaven chin.
"Master Guan, I have seen this woman!" The middle-aged man held the portrait in his hand, "I was going to the government office, and it was just in time to meet Master Guan."
"It's not good at all," Chen Yongming said, "I'm about to go handle the case. If you need anything, go to the government office to find someone."
Chen Yongming left in a hurry.
"What a weirdo." The middle-aged man cursed secretly and walked to the government office.
After walking a few steps, I smelled a smell of fireworks under my nose, which was very smoky.
He sniffed, raised his head and looked to the right, seeing the Zhengfeng River behind the government office.
"You don't know anything about it, it's really fussy!" a passerby cursed.
"That's right." The middle-aged man also scolded.
After I cursed and saw something was wrong, the fireworks over there seemed to be getting thicker and thicker.
"Oops, it's on fire!" came the voice.
"It's on fire, come and put out the fire! Someone, come quickly!"
In a short time, thick smoke billowed, black smoke shot straight into the sky, and fireworks soared, several feet high.
A fire in the city was a big deal. The people around were alarmed, and the government guards came to put out the fire in large numbers.
The fire started in an elegant wooden house behind the government office. This wooden house was unusual and was usually used by officials who were tired from work to relax in the air and fish in the river.
Everyone fetched water nearby and poured buckets of river water on the wooden house, and the fire was quickly brought under control.
"Oh, there's someone!" someone shouted.
In the burnt-black room, a male corpse wearing official uniform lay on the ground.
The blackened fingers of the male corpse were holding a sword tightly, and his other hand was pressing a small wooden box that had not been completely burned.
Several government guards walked in quickly, saw the vague patterns on the official uniforms, and shouted: "It's Mr. Chen!"
"It's really Mr. Chen!"
"grown ups!!"
The wooden box was opened, and inside there was a thick letter with the four words "Meng Lian's last writing" written on it.
