Chapter 164: Night Visit to Yizhuang (Additional Chapter 1)
Soon after it got dark, Chai Yan and Jimo Qiao appeared outside a charity village in Huzhou City, accompanied by two government officials who led the way.
Chai Yan's playful words "Just think of it as an adventure" aptly aroused Jimo Qiao's competitive spirit, and Miss Jimo, who didn't want to be looked down upon by Chai Yan, followed her.
Of course, Jimo Qiao also had some curiosity. She wanted to see with her own eyes how Chai Yan calculated the murderer's location.
Gu Ling originally wanted to follow, but Doudou was young and did not dare to see the dead at night. In order to take care of her feelings, Gu Ling stayed in the government office.
A government official unlocked the door of Yizhuang, and as soon as he pushed the door open, a gust of cold wind blew out. It was cool and had a strange smell, and the people outside the door could not help but shiver.
This was not Chai Yan's first visit to Yizhuang, but he behaved calmly and calmly.
Jimo Qiao came to Yizhuang for the first time, and it was still night. After a gust of cold wind blew by, she began to feel frightened, but she still pretended to be calm on her face.
At this time, a yamen servant took down an oil lamp from the wall at the entrance of Yizhuang, lit it with the help of another yamen servant, and handed it to Chai Yan.
"Let's go in, Miss Jimo." Chai Yan carried the oil lamp and walked into the Yizhuang.
Jimo Qiao felt a little nervous, but seeing that Chai Yan was not timid at all, he bravely followed him.
But after walking a few steps, Jimo Qiao stopped, turned around and asked the two government officials: "Why don't you come?"
A government official said: "Miss Jimo, I won't let you in. I'll help you guard the door. If someone else breaks in... it won't be good..." "
Another government official immediately understood, nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, Miss Jimo, I will help you guard, guard..."
"Are the idlers waiting to break in?" Jimo Qiao was immediately laughed out of anger, and said directly: "If you are afraid, just be afraid. What a bad excuse you are looking for!"
The two government officials laughed awkwardly together, but they never moved further into the Yizhuang.
Suddenly, I heard Chai Yan's voice coming from inside: "If you're scared, just wait outside. I'll be there soon..."
Not to be outdone, Jimo Qiao immediately walked towards Chai Yan and said, "Who said I'm scared? I'm here!"
Chai Yan just smiled and waited calmly for Jimo Qiao to come to his side, and then took steps inside again.
Jimo Qiao was worried that Chai Yan was looking down on him, so he explained aloud: "If they don't follow, what should you do if you find the wrong person?"
Chai Yan said calmly: "No, I asked before on the way here. This Yizhuang only has five corpses of the Ouyang family. You can see them if you keep walking in."
The further you go, the darker the light becomes, and the area illuminated by the oil lamp in Chai Yan's hand becomes smaller and smaller...
Unconsciously, the distance between Jimo Qiao and Chai Yan became closer and closer.
Soon, the two came to the outside of a large room. Through the light of the oil lamp, they could see that three large, two small and five corpses were neatly placed in the room. The corpses were covered by a huge coarse cloth. They should be... Ouyang fights for his family.
Jimo Qiao had just adapted to the cold and dark environment, when five more corpses appeared in front of her. She immediately became frightened again and involuntarily hid behind Chai Yan.
"Ugh, it smells so bad..."
Suddenly, Jimo Qiao covered his mouth and nose.
Chai Yan also smelled it, and he regretted it the moment he smelled it!
Damn it, why did you forget this! It’s been a long time since the person was killed, and it’s not winter yet, so the corpse must be rotten and smelly!
If I had known, I would have asked them to take the blood clothes of five people directly...
What a mistake! What a mistake!
It's too late to say anything, people are already here, so we can only hold on.
As soon as Chai Yan stepped into the door, a commotion of "chirping" came from inside the house.
"Ah!" Jimo Qiao immediately screamed out in fright, and at the same time grabbed Chai Yan's clothes.
Chai Yan illuminated it with an oil lamp, and after seeing the situation clearly, he comforted: "Don't be afraid, it's just a mouse..."
"I...I'm not afraid...Who said I was? I just wanted to make a noise to scare away the mice!"
Jimo Qiao let go of Chai Yan's clothes while speaking harshly, but he continued to hide behind Chai Yan.
Chai Yan walked gently into the room, stood in front of the five corpses, clasped his hands and said: "It's so annoying, don't blame them..."
Seeing this, Jimo Qiao behind him quickly imitated Chai Yan's behavior, bowed with his hands clasped together, and muttered a few words silently, but the whole process was very fast, and Chai Yan did not notice it.
After paying homage, Chai Yan walked towards the first corpse on the left with an oil lamp in hand. Jimo Qiao did not dare to leave the bright area and quickly followed him.
Next, Chai Yan placed the oil lamp next to the body and was about to reach out to lift the big cloth covering the body.
Just as he started to move, Chai Yan suddenly stopped again. He turned to Jimo Qiao and said: "Miss Jimo, why don't you turn your head, if you look at it, you'll have a nightmare..."
"...You're the one who had the nightmare!" Jimo Qiao said forcefully, "I told you I'm not afraid!"
Chai Yan stopped saying anything and stretched out his hand to slowly lift up the shroud.
Under the dim light of the oil lamp, the corpse of a man over fifty years old was displayed before their eyes.
To be precise, it was Chai Yan alone, because Jimo Qiao, who was standing behind, had closed his eyes the moment the shroud was lifted.
Jimo Qiao heard Chai Yan's voice in his ears: "Miss Jimo, this is a sword wound, right..."
When Jimo Qiao heard what he was asking him, he subconsciously opened his eyes to look. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his eyes, he was frightened to death by the terrifying face of the corpse.
"ah!"
This time Jimo Qiao not only grabbed Chai Yan's clothes while screaming, but also pressed his forehead against Chai Yan's back.
"Stop screaming! What if we disturb the souls of the dead and we can't get out of this door?" Chai Yan threatened her in a sinister tone.
"You still say it! Don't say it, don't say it!" Jimo Qiao almost cried.
Jimo Qiao was no longer in the mood to pretend to be bold. At this time, she just wanted to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.
Chai Yan was secretly amused, but he didn't want to go too far, so he softened and said: "Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore..."
The first corpse was Ouyang Zheng's father, Ouyang Xie. Judging from the wound on his heart, he should have died with a sword through the heart!
Chai Yan secretly called Shangguan Peining, then gently touched the blood around the wound with his finger, and silently took a drop of blood sample.
"Hey, have you finished reading? How long will it take?"
Jimo Qiao didn't dare to show her head from Chai Yan's back. She only knew that Chai Yan was moving sideways step by step, as if he was checking the corpses one by one.
"Okay, okay, the last one..."
Soon, Chai Yan finished examining the five corpses and successfully obtained five blood samples.