It can't be done in three or two days to clean up hundreds of corpses. At this time, Gu Qiancheng doesn't want to look back at home and bring trouble to the old man. She is happy to work here...
Qin Jiyan is a good boss. After spending the past few days together, Gu Qiancheng understood that Qin Jiyan was not as bad and arrogant as she had seen. She did have a lot of prejudice against Qin Jiyan before.
Of course, no matter how good Qin Jiyan was, Gu Qiancheng had no intention of getting close to him. Befriending an emperor's eldest grandson was an act of siding with one another. She was a small role and had no use in the fight for the throne, so why bother involving herself?
Get involved in these head-turning things.
Didn’t you see that Qin Jiyan’s two friends, Jiao Xiangdi and Feng Yuqian, were both taken home by their respective fathers to keep them away from Qin Jiyan?
The reason for doing this is not that they don't like Qin Jiyan, but that they won't take sides unless they have no choice but to take sides. It's good to be a Conglong, but have you ever thought about failure?
If you fail, it will not only cost you your head, but also the lives of the entire clan.
The emperor was so angry that he lay dead thousands of miles away. This is by no means just a talk in history books, it can easily become a reality here.
Gu Qiancheng was happy to maintain a close relationship with Qin Jiyan, and occasionally used Qin Jiyan as a shield to ward off his old man, but he never thought of a deep friendship.
After seven days and six nights, Gu Qiancheng collected all the bones, assembled them into complete bones according to their size, and arranged them one by one inside and outside the pit...
"One hundred and sixty-seven corpses, of which eighty-nine are female corpses between fifteen and twenty years old, and the rest are children, both male and female. Judging from the bones, they are between five and ten years old."
Gu Qiancheng counted it carefully and reported the exact data.
This time, Qin Jiyan did not bring any documents, and only Gu Qiancheng did the recording work himself.
Gu Qiancheng was extremely lucky. She had always practiced calligraphy and was even very accomplished in traditional Chinese painting. Writing such a small thing was no problem at all.
"After testing with the ink application method, the ink color could not be penetrated, and it was concluded that there were no cracks in the bones. From this, it can be inferred that the deceased did not suffer serious injuries during his lifetime."
"There is no trace of carrion or blood in the bone pit. The bones were processed and cleaned before being buried here. This is not the scene of the first crime."
"There are obvious scratches on several leg bones and hand bones, which were found to be traces left when scraping the flesh with a sharp instrument."
"The bone surface is smooth and there are obvious oil stains on the joints. It is suspected that the bones have been cooked in a large pot."
"Except for the brain bones, the rest of the bones are intact."
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Gu Qiancheng read and wrote at the same time. The speed was not fast, but it did not make people anxious, because every word she said was worth thinking about, but...
Gu Qiancheng had no intention of discussing the case with Qin Jiyan. She was very busy and had no time to talk to Qin Jiyan. Moreover, there were no clues in this case, so nothing could be discussed at all.
When Gu Qiancheng was sorting the bones, she put a small label on each bone. The small label recorded the test results of each bone. She now wants to copy them again.
There are generally 206 bones in the human body and more than a hundred corpses. This search is definitely an arduous task, but Gu Qiancheng has no choice. There are no cameras in this era. She cannot take pictures and record them one by one. She can only record them one by one.
Pages of handwritten records.
Gu Qiancheng was always very serious when doing things. She squatted next to the bones and copied them with all her heart. From time to time, she put down her pen to read the labels on it, and then continued to write...
The result of being too focused is...
She is tragic!
She didn't even notice that Qin Jiyan was standing behind her. After copying the records of the corpses, she got up, but she didn't think about it too quickly and bumped into Qin Jiyan behind her...
With a bang, Gu Qiancheng's head hit Qin Jiyan's nose. Qin Jiyan was stunned by the pain: "Uh..."
Qin Jiyan let out a muffled scream, but Gu Qiancheng was not much better. Not only did he almost fall down, but he also messed with the pen and booklet in his hand. He was hurriedly scrambling and could only barely keep the booklet. As for the pen?
It seems to have flown.
Gu Qiancheng didn't bother to pick up the pen. When he saw Qin Jiyan holding his nose and looking at the sky, Gu Qiancheng asked guiltily: "Your Highness, are you okay?"
If she crashed the emperor's eldest grandson, she would have committed a crime.
"It's okay." Qin Jiyan said angrily...
When my nose hit me, it felt sore and painful, and I almost shed tears. It would be a shame if I could get better. However, it was a blessing among misfortunes that I didn't see any blood.
"It's okay." Gu Qiancheng breathed a sigh of relief and quietly glanced at the others. He found that the guards around Qin Jiyan were busy and no one seemed to notice the two of them. Gu Qiancheng was completely relieved.
.
It's better if no one sees it, otherwise, if you are punished for it, you will die unjustly.
Gu Qiancheng was secretly glad that the guard didn't notice, but he didn't know that the guard was enduring very hard at this time.
Although it is true that they are working, their official duty is to protect the prince. If something happens to the prince, they will find out immediately. He was hit so hard just now. How could they not know? They just saw that King Qin did not say a word, so they could only pretend
I just don’t know.
Do you think it is easy to be a subordinate and a good subordinate?
After Qin Jiyan responded, he didn't speak anymore, but pressed his nose and continued to look at the sky...
The impact just now was too hard, and he had to wait until the pain subsided before he had the strength to speak.
Gu Qiancheng wanted to continue working, but after thinking about it, he asked: "Your Highness, let me go and let me have a look." In any case, she was the one who injured the person, although Qin Jiyan was also at fault.
"No need." Once the severe pain subsided, it was fine. Qin Jiyan let go and looked down at Gu Qiancheng. He couldn't help but laugh at this sight: "Gu Qiancheng, you... hahaha."
Qin Jiyan was overjoyed. He was so hurt just now that he didn't shed tears, but this guy actually laughed to tears.
"Gu Qiancheng, rub it..." Qin Jiyan laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. It wasn't that he had no sympathy, but he still had the heart to smile while standing in front of a pile of bones. It was just that Gu Qiancheng looked so funny.
"What's wrong?" Gu Qiancheng looked confused. He didn't understand what Qin Jiyan was laughing at.
Is it that funny?
"Gu Qiancheng, your face..." It looks like a little cat, with black hair on the left and right sides and a stroke on the forehead. Coupled with Gu Qiancheng's serious look, it's really funny.
"Ah... ink?" Gu Qiancheng reacted and quickly reached out to wipe it, but when he was about to wipe it on his face, Qin Jiyan stopped him: "Don't touch it, you touched the bone with your hand, I will help you
wipe."
Qin Jiyan blocked Gu Qiancheng's hand, and then wiped Gu Qiancheng's hand while Gu Qiancheng was stunned.
"I……"
The moment Qin Jiyan's hand touched her face, Gu Qiancheng froze, looking at Qin Jiyan motionless, his heart pounding...
It took a long time before Gu Qiancheng found his voice, quickly moved away, and stammered: "No, no need..." Your Highness, don't be so ambiguous, she will misunderstand...
Qin Jiyan could not refuse, and held Gu Qiancheng down to prevent her from moving: "If you can't see it, I will help you wipe it."
There was still a smile on his face, but not as happy as before. Qin Jiyan helped Gu Qiancheng wipe it carefully. If his hands were dirty, he would wipe them with his sleeves...
Every moment, it was as if it was rubbing on the apex of Gu Qiancheng's heart...