At that time, the girl seemed to have collapsed, and he couldn't stay long, so he left his medical records and comforted her with a few words.
Who would have thought that she would be so hard to think about...
Early the next morning, someone from the yamen came to ask for details. Only then did he learn that the girl who sought treatment last night had hanged herself.
"At that time, did you notice anything unusual about her? Anything that seemed strange to you, no matter how small, counts."
Doctor Xu thought for a long time: "When a close relative dies, it is natural to be devastated. However, it was late at night and the oil lamp in her house could not shine much, so I didn't notice anything strange..."
Yu Qiansi sighed sadly, saluted Dr. Xu solemnly, and said, "You are a good doctor."
He was willing to go to the trouble of visiting patients late at night, and was harassed for a long time, but he never complained.
The words were simple but sincere, which made Doctor Xu feel a little stunned. He hurriedly returned the courtesy and said repeatedly: "Don't dare, don't dare."
Doctors have a parent-like heart, and this is what they should do.
Shang Fu was scratching his head at the side, and pretended to comfort him: "Master Yu, don't be sad. Isn't it just that you haven't found any clues? Don't worry, I will definitely help -"
"——No need, I already know what happened here," Yu Qiansi couldn't help interrupting Shang Fu's chatter.
Seeing that his eyes were shining brightly after hearing this, and he was about to speak again, he quickly continued: "I mean, not all. Except for the Weaver Girl Temple..."
The few Wuya guards on the side exchanged glances with each other. It was the first time that this young minister could force his own Lord Si Yin to take the initiative to explain the progress of the case before finding out the whole truth.
Not to mention Shang Fu, Boyi recalled Yu Qiansi's dazzling appearance when he solved the mystery in Guang'an Hou Mansion. In addition to being excited, he didn't know why, but he also felt a bit uncontrollably proud.
He thought for a moment, maybe he had adapted to his new status as the Criminal Division.
He asked in a warm voice: "What should we do next?"
Upon hearing this, Shang Fu's eyes lit up, and he also came over and looked at Yu Qiansi with a look, as if you can't get rid of me, I will be with you no matter how high the mountain of swords or the sea of fire.
Like a loyal dog that is afraid of being abandoned by its owner. Unfortunately, it is the kind that cannot tell the difference between its own house...
Boyi and Yu Qiansi's eyes met. Since they couldn't get rid of them, let him retreat in the face of difficulties.
"I'm going to Yizhuang now to check on Zhou Shi's body, are you going too?"
"That's natural!" Shang Fu said with great sincerity, "How can you let Mr. Yu go to such a dark and weird place alone?"
The usual smile on Yu Qiansi's lips froze. She didn't want to say another word to him, so she turned around and left. Before leaving, she didn't forget to take out five copper plates and throw them into the broken bowl of a beggar on the roadside.
But in Shang Fu's eyes, this was acquiescence and trust, as well as Master Yu's endless kindness, which really moved me.
When Boyi passed by him, he paused slightly and cursed in his heart: I don't believe you can say such words when you get there.
When he arrived at the gate of Yizhuang, Shang Fu lagged behind and refused to come in. He was whispering something to the boy next to him.
Boyi raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically: "Master Shaoqing, are you afraid?"
"how come!"
Shang Fu's boy didn't know what order he got, so he left in a hurry. Then Shang Fu lifted the corners of his robe and hurriedly followed.
Boyi curled his lips and was about to see him embarrassed, but he saw him skillfully taking the handkerchief and tying it on his face, and followed Yu Qiansi in.
Boyi deliberately waited outside the door for a while, but did not see him retreating despite the difficulties. He was a little frustrated and followed him in reluctantly.
Zhang Yilun, who was handing him a towel, returned to the listless and distant look he had when they first met.
I guess I was woken up not long after I slept.
Yu Qiansi intimately asked: "Yilun, you go and rest. I'll take a look and then leave. You can just check the body slowly when you wake up tonight."
Zhang Yilun nodded in return and went back to the backyard to catch up on his sleep.
After standing under the bright sun for a long time, as soon as you enter a room that is always cool, your eyes will inevitably become dark, and you will not be able to distinguish clearly for a moment.
Boyi could only see a bright flash of red in his eyes, and heard an exclamation in his ears.
He was a little proud: Sure enough, he was still afraid, right?
But I didn't expect it. Then I heard a sentence full of novelty: "There are so many heads...Why are all the hair cut off?"
"Oh! I know! It must be the same as what is written in the book, to check the scars hidden on the skull!"
Boyi's eyes gradually returned to normal, and he saw Yu Qiansi staring at Shang Fu in disbelief.
Not only is he not afraid of corpses, but he also knows this?
He couldn't help but tease: "Master Shaoqing is really...well-read. You are not afraid of corpses..."
Shang Fu: "How could it be! After listening to so many descriptions in storybooks, it was finally the first time I saw a corpse with my own eyes. It was too late to be excited. How could I be scared?!"
Yu Qiansi laughed silently, this Shang Shaoqing was really... amazing. When he saw his friend's body, he would actually use the word "exciting" to describe it.
After a while, she had finished examining the corpses skillfully. They were no different from the corpses of Sun Wei and Li Yin that she had examined last night.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Shang Fu, who was jumping up and down with excitement, and Yu Qiansi's eyes twitched.
Originally, the purpose of this encounter was to get Shang Fu to retreat in the face of difficulties, but now it seems that it has had little effect.
He touched this, touched that, and couldn't help but admire everything he saw. He was so full of complimentary words that he almost had to do an autopsy himself.
"Oh, oh, oh! These...these people!" Shang Fu pointed at the corpses arranged side by side in the order of death, as if he had discovered something big!
He exclaimed: "This, this...the last names of these people! Master Yu, this is amazing! I discovered the murderer's pattern of killing!"
While pointing to myself for praise.
He looked earnest, already thinking about how Master Yu would praise him.
It must be: Mr. Shaoqing really has a talent for detective work! When handling a case for the first time, he discovered the murderer’s pattern of killing so quickly! It’s simply amazing! Given time, he will definitely surpass me and become the number one detective in the capital!
But there was silence in the room. Shang Fu saw Yu Qiansi's indifferent expression, as quiet as a spring snow moistening a lake, but he still kept his gesture of begging for praise and stayed where he was.
As if Boyi felt that he was not embarrassed enough now, he added: "Is this why you are so worried about Wang Song?"
Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Wu, King Zheng.
Except for the two victims in Xinghua Lane at the beginning, the murderer used the list to kill one person on one page, and Wang Song's name happened to be on the fifth page.
Not to mention Yu Qiansi, he could detect the clues even when they first met him, so why wait for Shang Fu to mention something here.
But...if we worry about Wang Song's safety just because of this, is that too much? Or does it mean that caring leads to chaos?
He was silent for a moment, then thought that this was not his real name either, and became even more upset.
Shang Fu on the other side naturally understood that he had just mastered his skills, but he also showed a bit more courage and courage with each setback.
I wonder if God admired his perseverance and allowed him to ask a clever question.
"These are all common surnames. There should be more than one on each page. Why did the murderer choose them?"
