Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

Stop him from closing the case?

What a joke!

Those officials at all levels of the Ministry of War only regret coming to express their condolences today,

Bump into the lawless and domineering gangsters of Beizhen Fusi!

A thousand households who exchange blood and cast the body of the law,

A hundred households with sharp words and murderous hearts.

The men and women in the mourning hall are not good people.

It can be called one piece of literature and one martial arts, both male and female.

Plus a dozen ferocious eagle dogs like wolves.

Overwhelmed by a group of military warriors and frontier guards, it was difficult to say a word.

No way, it is the situation that is stronger than people.

On the rank of officials,

Beizhen Fusi side,

There is a fifth-ranking person who supports the scene, and a sixth-ranking person who sings his face.

Except for the fourth-grade Luo Long, no one could stand it.

Moreover, Heilongtai is not classified as a six-department institution and cannot be controlled.

A book of impermanence, dedicated to right and wrong.

An embroidered spring knife, designed to kill big rebels.

Even though there is the Ministry of War, which is called the seventh true lineage, there is also the Ministry of Personnel, which is known as the official of heaven.

There will be some fears in their hearts, and they will not want to offend too much.

It seems that the momentum is too weak, and one of the people in the Ministry of War walks out.

At the age of thirty, her eyes are bright and full of light.

The shape is like a pine and a crane, showing a good body and kung fu.

I saw him hand in hand, and talked eloquently:

"Although Lord Baihu decides the case, I'm waiting for a pair of eyes to watch here.

I believe that no matter how the Beizhen Fusi first beheaded and then made a statement, the imperial power is licensed,

It's not too daring to openly frame the fourth-rank military attache who framed the Ministry of War!

Furthermore, black and white is straight, and people are at ease. It is not a book of impermanence that can be arbitrarily smeared! "

Ji Yuan's face was as watery as water, and he asked lightly:

"Dare to ask your Excellency?"

Gu Shang, who was wearing a black martial robe, with a fifth-grade Xiongji Buzi embroidered on his chest, said in a deep voice:

"A certain family's name is Gu Ping, Ji Baihu once saved the life of his younger brother Gu Ping.

After he returned to the mansion, he often mentioned you, and his words were mostly admiration. "

Gu Ping?

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows and suddenly remembered.

He once rescued a general's disciple in the paddock of Xishan.

Because of the case of Song Yunsheng and Zhou Zian, I have seen it several times since then.

"It's a lot of work, what's the point."

Ji Yuan waved his hand, as if he didn't care.

The Gu family has been loyal to the country for three generations, and has fought in more than a dozen battles, and has the merit of following the dragon.

It can be regarded as a top-notch portal in Zhongxungui.

He would have had a chance to catch the line.

The boy Gu Ping was quite attentive, and he showed the intention of pulling himself into the circle of honor and honor.

But Ji Yuan did not deliberately flatter or flatter even the royal family members like Luo and Zhen, not to mention being small to those generals.

Later, relying on "solving cases like a god", he jumped three levels in a row to achieve a hundred households.

As well as "extremely accurate fortune-telling", he became an autumn official in Qintian prison.

In the blink of an eye, it became a head and a face.

There is no need to look for a backer or a master.

Make people cows and horses, slaves and servants.

"Xishan paddock, Wannian County, and the destruction of the three gangs not long ago... Gu has all heard of it.

There are rumors from the outside that Ji Baihu's ability to investigate cases and the means of solving cases are extraordinary.

I don't know if I will be lucky enough to see you today! "

Compared with Zhao Dayou's bluntness, Gu Shang's words have a needle hidden in his words.

It seems to be light, but in fact it is very sticky, and it is not so easy to handle.

"Actually, it's not difficult to conclude the case."

Ji Yuan didn't care, he pressed the knife with his right hand, looked at Luo Long, who was silent from beginning to end, and said with a smile:

"In my opinion, I just need to open the coffin for autopsy and see if Boss Luo's mouth and nose are crooked,

Whether the skin is swollen, whether the corpse spots are dark purple, and whether there is congestion in the internal organs...you can tell the situation. "

A look of astonishment flashed in Qin Wugou's eyes. He didn't expect this little friend to know how to conduct an inquisition. He thought to himself:

"This method of death should be strangled to death, or suffocated to death by covering your mouth and nose.

He guessed that Luo Long killed his father and killed his slaves overnight, and it was difficult to explain. Now even the details of the murder are so clear... Could it be that there are ghosts and gods secretly helping? "

Gu Shang also narrowed his eyes, his heart was a little shaken, and he said strangely:

"This Ji Baihu said it as if he was there, and even guessed the method of death!

But he had never seen Mrs. Luo before, how could he judge? Can those spiritual eyes see through walls? "

Not only Qin Wugou and Gu Shang had doubts.

Ji Yuan's remarks caused a lot of noise inside and outside the mourning hall.

The implication is very obvious, Beizhen Fusi publicly identified Luo Long for killing his father?

Zhao Dayou, who was under the steps, shook his head again and again, and a look of contempt flashed across his eyes.

He felt that this young Hundred Household, who used to take advantage of the situation to oppress others, came here with his mouth open and slandered at will.

The Jing Dynasty established the country with force and ruled the country with culture, and generally still followed the rules of the Confucian school.

Father kills son, son kills father.

No matter which dynasty or generation it is placed in, it is a great treason against human relations.

Not only to bear the infamy, to be pointed by thousands of people.

They will even be arrested and put in prison, and the canonical punishment will be imposed to set an example.

Luo Long, a dignified fourth-rank military attache, did such a wicked thing to cut himself off.

What is the motivation?

There can't be a cheap godfather eager to recognize it, right?

Simply ridiculous!

"My father is seriously ill and has been in bed for more than half a month. He has invited several doctors from Qianjintang, and everyone in the house knows it.

Now that Ji Baihu's two lips touched easily, he would have to open the coffin for an autopsy, which made his father still restless after his death. "

Luo Long was expressionless and took two steps forward.

Approaching the coffin in the middle, cut to the chase:

"If you are allowed to act recklessly today and disturb the peace of my father, I will be considered a son of man in vain!"

It seems to be the decisive momentum of a group of jade and stone.

Qin Wugou's phoenix eyes were filled with evil, and he was about to speak out to support his little friend.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yuan responded calmly, as if he had foreseen that Luo Long would try his best to prevent the opening of the coffin, and said softly:

"Master Luo is a well-known and filial son. It is indeed difficult for me to put forward such conditions, and it is unreasonable."

After Luo Long held both hands, his energy, blood, and spirit accumulated to the extreme.

He had already prepared a desperate plan just now, if Ji Yuan insisted on an autopsy, even if Qin Wugou was in front of him, he would try to kill him.

But now, as if he was punching hard in the air, his heart felt suffocated and uncomfortable.

The violent momentum is like opening the gate to release water, and a half of it is instantly released.

"The opening of the coffin and the autopsy only proves the conclusion that Military Attache Luo personally killed his father.

If you don't want to, and you're showing great resistance, then go the other way.

I can first try to put the crime of 'slave killing' on your head, and then arrest it on the spot.

Then, let's open the coffin again and examine the body of Mr. Luo, what do you think? "

Ji Yuan's eyes were deep and deep, like a bottomless ancient well, containing a great chill.

At least that's how Luo Long felt, when his eyes met the other's indifferent eyes.

The last bit of luck in my heart was completely crushed.

The whole person is like falling into an ice cave!

"Miss Hongyu, the firewood house in the backyard, filled with ecstasy, and buried alive... There are also three dead servants who filled in the dry well in the east wing."

Next, Ji Yuan spit out every word.

It was as if a 10,000-pound hammer had slammed into Luo Long's chest, causing his face to turn pale and pale.

"You're not human! You're a monster! Your spiritual eyes can communicate with ghosts and gods! Otherwise, you should never know this!"

Luo Long silently took off his turban and tore off the linen around his waist, with a strange look on his face.

Even the second gentleman of Liang Guogong's mansion did not know that Hongyu was buried with the old thing.

So bizarre.

Unless he was fascinated by Ji Yuan.

Made this insider myself.

otherwise.

How can Liaodong's mud legs be clear and point directly at the key points?

"Luo military officer, as the saying goes, if you want people to not know, you have to do it yourself.

If you do something wrong, you are naturally afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. "

Ji Yuan smiled lightly, and only then did he deeply realize how powerful it is to freely control the gods of good and evil.

Please enter the night wandering god of fate, let him be well-informed, and listen to the truth.

Directly avoid Luo Long's calculations and take the lead.

"If the gods of the three tiers of heaven, earth, and human are to be included, please enter the attack!

Then don't I... become a god of my own? "