Song Ci turned the woman over again, and Uncle Zhang had already brought a box, which was a set of scalpels that Song Ci had stored in Yizhuang.
"Let's take a look at the guess we just made, right?" Song Ci did not accept the knife handed by Qin Shaobai.
He took the stick of incense from Uncle Zhang's hand and placed it in front of the coffin where the woman was lying. Then he clasped his hands together and bowed three times to the woman's body before taking the knife.
As expected, the woman's heart was broken. Not only that, her other internal organs were also injured to varying degrees.
Song Ci was wearing a mask, and Qin Shaobai couldn't see his expression clearly, but from the slight trembling of the knife in his hand, it could be seen that Song Ci was as surprised as he was.
What kind of master is he who can break someone's heart with one palm.
"Did Yue'er say that her mother knows martial arts?"
Qin Shaobai nodded.
Song Ci picked out a black pill-like object with the tip of the knife, put it on the wing of her nose and smelled it: "Her mother not only has martial arts, she is also a martial arts master. This pill is a good internal strength repair medicine. One pill costs about
You may not be able to buy it for ten taels of silver."
In front of Qin Shaobai's eyes was Zhao Yue'er's thin face.
If her mother had money to buy such tonics, why would she dress her daughter in such shabby clothes, as if she didn't have enough to eat at all?
Qin Shaobai was thinking there, but he saw Song Ci hesitate for a moment, and the knife actually slashed towards the woman's uterus.
"Master Song, you..."
"Oh, it's nothing, my hand was shaking just now." Song Ci explained.
Qin Shaobai saw Song Ci's slightly changed face, and he naturally knew that Song Ci's explanation was just an explanation.
Obviously, Song Ci discovered something that he didn't want to tell him.
"Let's go, let Uncle Zhang handle the rest."
Uncle Zhang brought celery water to the two of them to wash their hands, and then they walked out of Yizhuang.
"Master Song, can you briefly tell Shao Bai the results of the autopsy, so that I can sort out my thoughts and know which direction to investigate."
Song Ci laughed: "Now you are asking me to investigate and record the case as the magistrate of Nanyang County, right?"
Qin Shaobai was a little embarrassed, but he really wanted to know what Song Ci had gained from this corpse.
It is said that living people can deceive, but corpses cannot lie. Song Ci's opinions are indeed of great help to the investigation.
"Let's go to Wangxiang Tower to pick up Zhao Yue'er first." Song Ci had already climbed onto his horse, "I will write a report on this case to you tonight."
Qin Shaobai could only mount his horse.
Although he is already a county magistrate, he is already obedient as a small magistrate when he is with a fourth-grade sentencing officer.
In addition, he also wanted to see Zhao Yue'er again. Zhao Yue'er might tell him some unexpected things.
Along the way, the two of them did not speak, each thinking their own thoughts.
The two came to Wangxiang Tower, but found that the door of Wangxiang Tower was closed.
Looking at the sky, although it's not yet time for lunch, Wangxiang Building always opens the door early in the morning. There has never been an indescribable sense of chilling like today.
Qin Shaobai dismounted and knocked on the door. It was Jin Guizhen who opened the door for Qin Shaobai.
"Boss Jin, what's going on in the building?" Qin Shaobai asked with concern, while looking towards the backyard.
There is Jin Zhaoning's bedroom in the backyard.
"No, it's just that Zhao Ning said she was in a bad mood today and didn't want to open the door for business."
Qin Shaobai didn't expect this to be the reason. He was really convinced of Jin Zhaoning in his heart.
Are you saying that you, the eldest lady, have such a bad temper? You can close your doors and stop doing business just because you are in a bad mood?
Putting aside the losses to your restaurant, you have to think about the patrons who have always supported your restaurant.
"Why is Miss Jin in a bad mood?" Song Ci answered, "I was in Yizhuang just now. Although I didn't talk to Miss Jin, I thought she looked haggard. Maybe she was sick."
"No, no." Jin Guizhen explained as he welcomed the two of them upstairs and into the side room, "Ning'er saw that the little girl missed her mother so much, so she felt the same, and she also thought of her own mother for a moment.
"
Song Ci said oh, but Qin Shaobai asked further: "What happened to her mother?"
"Hey, Capt. Qin, don't look at Ning'er as careless as a boy. In fact, she is also a poor child. Her mother died when she was six years old."
"Master, why are you talking to this unsympathetic person?"
The three of them looked up, and it was Jin Zhaoning standing in front of the door, and it was Zhao Yuer who was holding her hand.
"I, I just care about you." Seeing that Jin Zhaoning was indeed uneasy and there seemed to be tears in his eyes, Qin Shaobai couldn't help but soften a little and did not say anything teasing.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Qin." Jin Zhaoning didn't appreciate it at all, "You are here to see Yue'er, I brought her here."
Only then did Qin and Song turn their attention to Zhao Yue'er.
I have to say that both Qin and Song were shocked.
Zhao Yue'er has washed up and put on a light blue shirt and skirt with a pink jacket underneath. Although she is thin and small, her face is pink and tender, and she doesn't look like a poor girl at the beginning.
It was pitiful, but on the contrary, her big eyes were shining, and her whole body was filled with a joyful sense of life.
Song Ci twitched her eyebrows slightly, but before she could think of what to say, a soft hand already held his hand: "Uncle Song, are you here to pick me up?"
Zhao Yue'er raised her face, her smart eyes staring at Song Ci without blinking, her dark eyes flashing with a power that no one could resist.
Song Ci was in a daze for a moment. He quickly regained his composure and knelt down: "Yue'er, it's really not convenient for Uncle Zhao to have you by my side."
Before Song Ci finished speaking, Zhao Yue'er's hand had already been released. She lowered her head and stared at the embroidered shoes under her feet, with tears falling drop by drop on the shoes.
"Master Song, it's wrong of you to do this." Jin Zhaoning probably couldn't bear to see Zhao Yue'er cry now. She pulled Zhao Yue'er into her arms and glared at Song Ci, "Yue'er's father is your good friend.
, she can’t find her father now, and her mother has suffered something like that again. If you don’t take her with you and raise her like a daughter, who else can she look for? "
Song Ci had never seen Jin Zhaoning act so unreasonable, and when Jin Zhaoning said it, he felt that it was indeed a heinous crime for him to abandon a lonely little girl like this.
However, although his Tixing Mansion was large, it was just an annex. There was not a single person in the house except an old man who was the gatekeeper.
Is it possible that he takes Zhao Yuer'er out to investigate cases every day?
His eyes moved and stopped on Qin Shaobai.
"Then let Yue'er go to my house. It just so happens that Wan'er has a sister to accompany her." Qin Shaobai finally understood Song Ci's distress signal.
Song Ci finally let out a big breath, and he pulled Zhao Yue'er again: "Yue'er, this is the new magistrate of Nanyang County. He is also a good friend of your father. He has a sister who is about the same age as you.