The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

A bunch of nonsense!

Coming out of the criminal name Sizhengtang, Sun Shaozong made a four-character summary.

In fact, just before entering the door, he roughly guessed what Liu Chongshan was going to be nagging about.

After entering, it was not surprising that Liu Chongshan first started with a standard official tone, and then he began to complain. In his words, he always begged Sun Shaozong to solve the case as soon as possible. Don't wait for things to happen and delay each other's great future.

To be honest, this nagging is just superfluous!

Even if he doesn't talk about some of these things, doesn't Sun Shaozong want to spend the new year peacefully, let Ya hurry to get out, so that he can enter the main hall of the criminal justice as soon as possible?

However, in view of the fact that this servant was about to leave, Sun Shaozong didn't bother to talk to him. He casually said a few words about Liu Chongshan, then hurriedly left and rushed to the backyard morgue.

As soon as I entered the big yard, I saw Qiu Yunfei set up a Xiaoyao chair in the yard, covered in leather robe, holding a hand stove, and stepping on a charcoal basin, lazily basking in the sun.

"True mother unlucky!"

Before Sun Shaozong could speak, the boy cursed first, and then pretended to look at the sky and said, "Why is there another black cloud?"

This kid really remembers whether he can eat or not. Every time he sees Sun Shaozong, he has to provoke him. After a few losses, he has a memory.

Sun Shaozong's face sank slightly: "Why don't you go inside to conduct an autopsy?"

"Post-mortem?"

As soon as Qiu Yunfei heard the word'post-mortem', his face was darker than black clouds, his eyes, nose, eyebrows, and mouth moved toward the middle, and he seemed to have just drunk two catties of old vinegar, and said with sore teeth: "Is there a fart for post-mortem?! Yesterday, you almost carved flowers on that corpse. Didn’t Mao find one?"

"If you didn't find it yesterday, it doesn't mean you won't find it today."

Sun Shaozong said, seeing this kid turning around, looking like a ‘listen to you bullshit’, so he didn’t say anything, and picked him up like a little chicken, strode into the morgue in a stride.

"Let go ~ let go of Lao Tzu!"

Qiu Yunfei earns but can't make any move, want to fight back, and is afraid that in case Sun Shaozong will be annoyed, he will really give himself twice the brutal scene of Sun Shaozong punching the horse to death, but he is watching from the side. !

Therefore, I can only stretch my neck, screaming like a chicken.

"grown ups!"

Seeing the two of them coming in like this, Lin Delu and Ge Zuo Lao Xu both approached and saluted respectfully as if they hadn't seen anything.

Old Xu followed the introduction and said: "Similar to the previous three corpses, but this time the right arm was injured more severely, and some broken bones were exposed."

"In addition, judging from their dress and physical characteristics, they should be rural people who went to the city together to buy Chinese New Year goods."

The first time they died was two Liba, the second time was a beggar, and the third time was a villager who went to the city to buy new year goods...

Sun Shaozong smoothly threw Qiu Yunfei to Old Xu, muttering to himself: "He seems to be more and more cautious."

Compared to Liba with a family and karma, beggars are obviously more likely to be ignored, and during this festive period, two country folks who went to the city to buy Chinese New Year goods, no one would pay attention to their tracks at all.

As he said, he uncovered the white sheet covering the corpse and saw that the corpse had been stripped clean. The deceased was a young offspring of about sixteen or seven years old. He was strong and strong, with a simple face, and his painful expression was filled with confusion. , It seems that until he died, I couldn't understand why I encountered such a thing.

Sun Shaozong's eyes froze for a while on his face, then he sighed silently before moving to his right arm.

Just as Old Xu said, the injury on his right arm is heavier this time. Some broken bones have pierced the muscle skin under repeated percussions, and the blood flowing out of the breach will be half of the damage. All arms were dyed reddish brown.

However, because of this, the degree of edema of the wound has been reduced.

"When the murderer was violent, he became more and more excited?"

Sun Shaozong frowned. This is not a good sign, because it indicates that the murderer is likely to continue committing crimes and even escalate his criminal behavior.

"correct."

Old Xu suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly pulled out a pair of obscene trousers from under the bed, and spread them out at the foot of the bed: "I found traces of fine spots on his trousers, but I can't determine when the fine spots were stained. Go up."

Fine spot?

Sun Shaozong leaned over and looked at it for a while, and then asked Old Xu to take out the rest of the clothes and look at them one by one. Only then did he say with certainty: "It should have been contaminated after entering the city."

"Although his clothes are stained with a lot of dirt, the linings are relatively clean. It is most likely that he changed his clothes specially to buy New Year goods in the city."

"In that case, what reason does he have to leave alone a pair of obscene pants that he had just dreamed of?"

Having said that, Sun Shaozong walked to the other corpse and stretched out his hand to tear open the white sheet.

This other deceased was a twenty-four or five-year-old young man who looked a little similar to that young man. It was probably his brother or the elder brother of the same clan.

Seeing Sun Shaozong looking under the deceased's crotch, Old Xu hurriedly followed up and explained: "There are no traces of fine spots on the corpse's pants."

Sun Shaozong shook his head and said, "A person at this age should have married a wife and have children. Naturally, his concentration is stronger than that of a teenager."

As he said, he suddenly raised his voice and commanded: "Qiu inspects, go and bring in the furnace you just held!"

"What are you doing?"

Qiu Yunfei mumbled incomprehensibly, but he obediently went outside and took the stove in.

Sun Shaozong snatched it, but carefully placed it between the corpse's legs, clinging to the inexplicable thing!

"Special mother!"

Qiu Yunfei exploded immediately, jumping and scolding: "You have something wrong?! That's something that I warmed my hands. You actually used it to roast a bird for the dead?!"

Speaking of ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he had to go forward and talk with Sun Shaozong.

"Shhh!"

Old Xu hurriedly stopped him and said admiringly: "My lord, I want to defrost it, so that I can see if this person had an urge before he died. The grandson is the grandson. It really is clever!"

Qiu Yunfei said angrily: "Gao Ming, your sister! That hand stove cost me more than one hundred taels of silver..."

"A hundred taels of silver is nothing to you." Old Xu persuaded: "Besides, even if you get it back now, do you dare to use it in the future?"

"I……"

Qiu Yunfei was at a loss for words, and finally stomped fiercely: "If I can't find out anything, I won't give you a good look!"

Having said that, he would not dare to ask him to start a fight with Sun Shaozong after the rush of anger just now.

So everyone waited eagerly, and the ‘bird’ was gradually thawed under the baking of the oven...