Thirty-ninth: After the autopsy, Song Ci almost collapsed
As expected, the three children's internal organs were shattered by the shock, and the blood in their chests was black and shiny, making it unbearable to look at.
"That is to say, just like these three children and Yue'er Niang, they were also injured by the sharp palm force."
Song Ci didn't speak or nod. He seemed numb.
He just stood there, staring at the three children and the blood on their chests that was darker than ink, without saying a word.
Qin Shaobai was a little scared.
Gently walking forward and touching him, Song Ci suddenly woke up and turned around. Qin Shaobai found that Song Ci was actually crying.
"Master Song."
"It's okay, it seems like a grain of sand fell into my eye."
Qin Shaobai never thought that this kind of lie would be popular from ancient times to the present.
He didn't feel like pointing out anything more, so he just asked softly: "Are there any clues about the three children?"
Song Ci looked at the three children carefully again, and his face turned dark and dark.
"Bring me the silver needle in the box."
Qin Shaobai couldn't understand why Song Ci wanted the silver needle, but seeing that Song Ci's face was very ugly, he very cooperatively took out the silver needle and handed it to him.
Song Ci gently inserted the silver needle into a child's bone, turned it inside a few times, and then pulled out the silver needle.
Qin Shaobai almost screamed, the silver needle had turned black.
"Is this person's palm power so powerful?"
Song Ci shook his head, and asked Qin Shaobai to change a silver needle and pierce the second child's bones.
It's still so black that it makes people's scalp numb.
"One more." Song Ci's voice changed a bit, and it was full of fear and even more anger.
"Master Song." Qin Shaobai did not change the silver needle, "No need to try again, they are all the same."
Song Ci's body swayed, he stopped talking, turned around and rushed out.
Qin Shaobai had no choice but to rush out.
"The needle inserted into the bone has turned black? Are you sure?" Uncle Zhang's voice was also filled with a kind of panic that he had never seen before.
Song Ci nodded again, but this time, he actually shed tears.
"They, they appeared again." Uncle Zhang yelled, "Song Ci, don't be a coward this time, you have to find them out, and you have to avenge your junior sister."
Qin Shaobai had no idea what was going on now. He always thought that Uncle Zhang was just an ordinary guardian of Yizhuang. He could naturally see that Song Ci and Uncle Zhang had feelings for each other, but he never expected that it would be like this.
A feeling.
"Master, I'm sorry for you, Master." Song Ci actually knelt down and held Uncle Zhang's clothes tightly with both hands.
Uncle Zhang didn't care about Song Ci's sadness at all, so he angrily threw Song Ci away.
Suddenly he put his face in his hands, squatted on the ground, and started crying.
"Master, you believe me, Master, I will definitely find the murderer this time, and I will definitely avenge my junior sister."
"Let's go. It's getting dark already. Please ask Mr. Song and Mr. Qin to go back early."
Uncle Zhang stood up, turned his back to the two of them, and waved.
His hands seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms, and every swing seemed to use all his strength.
Qin Shaobai wanted to defend Song Ci a few more words, but Song Ci stopped him.
Song Ci knelt down towards Uncle Zhang again and raised his right hand: "God thank you, thank you for bringing this murderer to me again. I, Song Ci, swear on my life that I will definitely catch him."
, to avenge my junior sister and avenge all those who died tragically in his hands."
"Let's go, let's go. I want to be quiet. I want to see your junior sister and talk to her." Uncle Zhang's voice became lower and lower.
"Master, please take care of yourself." Song Ci said, pulling Qin Shaobai out.
Song Ci whipped his horse hard. The horse had never been whipped like this before. It whined and raised its front two feet, almost causing Song Ci to fall to the ground.
"Master Song, be careful. Otherwise, you can sit on my horse and I will take you back."
"It's okay. Lan Yu won't throw me down. He just knows that the murderer who hurt his master has appeared. Like me, he is too excited."
Qin Shaobai understood that the horse was a gift from the junior sister who was no longer here, and that junior sister's death might have something to do with Song Ci.
Qin Shaobai's mind is full of doubts now. He wants to pull Song Ci down and make Song Ci tell him everything clearly.
But Song Ci had already started running wildly with Lan Yu.
The horse under Qin Shaobai's crotch was not as humane as Lan Yu, and Qin Shaobai was reluctant to use a whip to whip it. The horse ran with Lan Yu for a while, then walked leisurely and slowly.
By the time Qin Shaobai returned to the Yamen, Song Ci had long disappeared.
Qin Shaobai went to Tixing Mansion again, and the old man guarding the door said that his master had not come back since he left in the morning.
Qin Shaobai really feels like he has a headache now. Judging from Song Ci's performance just now, he must have been stimulated, and it was a stimulation that can make people collapse.
Where does a person who is stimulated go?
Get drunk!
With these two words appearing in Qin Shaobai's mind, he drove his horse to Wangxiang Tower.
"Oh, Mr. Qin, you are here." Jin Guizhen stood in front of the door of Wangxiang Tower, "I don't know what happened to Mr. Song. He drank almost all the wine in my house."
"Where is he? Take me there quickly."
"He was so drunk that he was unconscious." Jin Zhaoning stood upstairs, "What did you two do today? Why did Mr. Song come to buy drunkenness? He kept underestimating that it was his fault and that he was useless.
, he failed to live up to his master’s high expectations.”
"That's right, I have never seen Mr. Song be so rude, and I have never heard of Mr. Song having any master." Jin Guizhen muttered as he led Qin Shaobai upstairs.
"Don't say you haven't seen it before. I never thought Master Song would be like this. I didn't even expect..."
Qin Shaobai stopped talking.
Since Song Ci never told everyone that Uncle Zhang was his master, he must not have wanted more people to know about Uncle Zhang's identity. He couldn't be that talkative person.
"Haha, the beauty of this world is that you will encounter many things you can't think of. Besides, although Mr. Song is a criminal, he is also a human being. He is alone outside, missing his relatives in his hometown, and can't
Crying like a woman and coming here to get drunk is the best way to vent your anger."
Jin Guizhen's explanation made sense. Qin Shaobai happened to find a place to go down the stairs and said, "Boss Jin, you are really observant. I think Mr. Song, he has been alone outside for a long time and is homesick."
"Okay, you two, stop making blind guesses. Qin Shaobai, why don't you move your Master Song away quickly? It doesn't look like he's very fat, but when he's drunk, he can't even move it."
"Ning'er, Mr. Song is like this, how can we have the nerve to let him go back? It seems that number one just checked out today. Please ask Mr. Qin and Mr. Song to deign to live there."
Qin Shaobai thought to himself that this might be a method.
However, he was worried about Xiaolan and the two children. Although Song Ci did not tell him why the bones of the three children were poisonous, Qin Shaobai always felt that this matter had something to do with Zhao Yuer, which made him
I felt a little more uneasy.
If it is true as Xiaolan and Xiaohong said, it was Beizhang who killed these people, then if that person comes to Zhao Yue'er, Xiaolan and Luo Baotou will definitely not be able to deal with him.
"Boss Jin, Miss Jin, I think Mr. Song doesn't have the strength to walk home anymore, so I would like to ask you two to arrange a room for him. I have something else to discuss with Xiaolan when I get home, so I will leave first.
"
"If you leave like this, you won't be afraid..." Jin Zhaoning bit the brocade handkerchief in his hand, his eyes blurred, and the corner of his mouth held an equally blurry smile.
"Miss Jin, you are really joking. Wangxianglou always takes good care of its guests, not to mention Mr. Song is also a good friend of both of you. I have nothing to worry about when I hand him over to you."
"Master Qin, please rest assured that Ning'er and I will take good care of Master Song. I also ask Master Qin to have a safe journey."
"Rose." Jin Zhaoning shouted softly.
Rose ran out of the house.
"The horse in the backyard has been difficult to tame recently. You can bring it to Master Qin and ask Master Qin to help me train it. You can take Master Qin's horse to the backyard and take care of it."
"Miss, that horse..."
"Just go if I tell you to go, why are you so long-winded!"
Qin Shaobai wanted to refuse, but he knew Jin Zhaoning's temperament very well. Forget it, the horse was walking so slowly just now. He was indeed very angry. Now he was anxious to go home. In fact, he wanted to see if Xiaolan and the others were safe.
For safety, it would be good to replace it with a BMW.
The horse was brought over, and Qin Shaobai couldn't help but his eyes lit up. There was a small lamp placed on the saddle. Although the lamp was small, it was very bright. It should have been specially prepared for night travel.
"So Shaobai, thank you Miss Jin for the horse." Qin Shaobai said, got on the horse and ran towards the Qin Mansion.