Datang Coroner

Chapter 282 No chance

Compared with the He family, the Lu family seems to be much richer.

The house was newly built for marrying a daughter-in-law, and it was quite big, and it was a blue brick house.

Fu Shiyi got out of the carriage, and said sincerely: "If I were Qing Gu, I would definitely be happy with this marriage, and I won't mess with the prince."

Li Changbo turned his head to look at Fu Shiyi, thoughtful: So Miss Fu likes this?But she hasn't seen Lu Erlang yet.

Xu Shuangyu asked stupidly: "Why?"

Fu Shiyi squinted at him, and said something uniquely literary: "I would rather be a poor man's wife than a rich man's concubine. Besides, the Lu family is not poor."

Fang Liang and Zhai Sheng were in awe: it turns out that Miss Fu is so educated.

Zhong Yuehan: ...Don't you understand?The main reason is that the Lu family is not poor.

Li Changbo deeply thinks: "That's true. After entering the palace, Gu Qing has no family to support her. She can't live comfortably just because of her son's love. But in Lu's family, the population is simple, the husband and wife are harmonious, and life will definitely be smooth. "

Fu Shiyi sighed: "I don't have to worry about food, I don't worry about clothes. The couple love each other and have a bunch of fat babies. This is the life of a fairy."

Li Changbo looked at her sideways: So Miss Fu wanted to live such a life?But such a day is indeed very enviable.

Fang Liang went to knock on the door, and someone opened the door after a while.

It was a middle-aged man who came with a clean shaved beard and looked very fresh, but he had no expression on his face, and he didn't look very friendly and easy to get along with.

He stared at Fu Shiyi and the others for a while, and then asked sinisterly, "Who are you? What are you here for?"

Seeing him leaning on crutches, Li Changbo knew his identity, so he said politely, "You are Lu Erlang's uncle? We're here to look for Lu Erlang."

However, the other party still looked up and down, ignoring Li Changbo's accusation: "Why are you looking for Erlang?"

Fu Shiyi also looked at him: so guarded and so strong, it seems that he has experienced a lot of things, this is an uncle with a story.

Li Changbo was still polite: "Something happened to the He family. We are from the Chang'an County Yamen. We are here to investigate the case."

The middle-aged man said directly: "Erlang is so sick that he is unconscious, I'm afraid he can't help you. You can take a look."

After speaking, he opened the door and made way sideways.

Li Changbo took the lead to walk in.

The middle-aged man limped along beside him.

Arriving at Lu Erlang's room, he first smelled a smell of medicine.

Fu Shiyi covered his nose: "It smells so strong."

The middle-aged man squinted at Fu Shiyi, lowered his eyelids, and said in a cold voice: "Erlang needs to take medicine when he is sick, of course it smells like medicine."

Li Changbo asked, "How long has he been sick?"

The middle-aged man said succinctly: "From Qinggu's accident to now, it has become more and more serious. In the past few days, I can almost only lie down. I am asleep most of the time every day."

Fu Shiyi frowned: "So weak?"

The middle-aged man paused: "They were going to get married in autumn. During the Dragon Boat Festival, Aunt Qing even brought a sachet over. Erlang also went over to deliver the gift in person. He couldn't bear this sudden incident."

Fu Shiyi also sighed.

But the middle-aged man took the initiative to bring up the sachet, and Li Changbo took out the sachet logically: "Do you know this sachet?"

The middle-aged man glanced at it, and immediately said: "This sachet is exactly the same as the sachet Qinggu gave Erlang. Where did you get it from?"

Naturally, Li Changbo would not be led by the nose: "Then where is Lu Erlang's sachet now?"

The middle-aged man said simply: "Wait a moment."

After speaking, he began to rummage through Lu Erlang's room.

It didn't take long for him to find out a sachet.

He handed it to Li Changbo silently.

Li Changbo took it over and examined it carefully.

Fu Shiyi also went up to watch.

Then, Fu Shiyi found that there were stains on the sachet, and it was dark brown.

Fu Shiyi could tell at a glance that the stain on it was blood.

Dried and washed blood.

Fu Shiyi looked at the middle-aged man and pointed at the stain: "Why is it dirty?"

The middle-aged man was still very cold: "Erlang couldn't bear it for a while when he heard about Qing Gu's death. He got angry and vomited blood, so it got dirty. Although he had washed it with care at that time, he still didn't wash it clean."

After saying these words, he glanced at Li Changbo and asked slowly, "What's wrong? What's the problem?"

Li Changbo smiled and returned the sachet: "No problem. I'm just a little confused."

He glanced at Lu Erlang: "He's so sick that he didn't go to Qing Gu's funeral, did he?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "I didn't go. First, it's against the rules. Second, he's too sick to get up."

Li Changbo lamented: "It's a pity to lose a couple."

The middle-aged man was silent.

Li Changbo sighed again: "It's a pity that Gu Qing died suddenly."

The middle-aged man said slowly: "She is unlucky. But fortunately, she hasn't passed the family yet, otherwise, it's not just the family's misfortune?"

Such a sentence directly made the hair stand on end of all the people present, and made goose bumps all over their bodies.

He Qinggu's bones were not cold yet, so he said such words...

Where does one look like an elder?

Li Changbo lowered his eyes: "Then we will take our leave."

When a group of people came out, the middle-aged man was not in a hurry to close the door, and just watched from the door.

When they got into the carriage, Li Changbo immediately told Fang Liang to leave.

After walking for a while, Fu Shiyi quietly opened the curtain and looked out, only to find that the man was still standing at the door, staring straight at their carriage.

Fu Shiyi couldn't help rubbing his arms: this person feels a little weird.Gloomy and scary.Like a perverted uncle from a horror story.

Li Changbo looked at Fu Shiyi like that, and said softly: "He doesn't like the He family, nor Qinggu."

Zhong Yuehan answered: "It's not surprising. It was a good thing at first, but because of Aunt Qing, his only relative has become like this, and it's inevitable that he will be angry."

Fu Shiyi said softly: "But Qing Gu's funeral, their family sent money over."

Li Changbo immediately understood Fu Shiyi's meaning: "You mean, you think there is something wrong with their family?"

Fu Shi nodded a little: "Yes. If my beloved has an accident, as long as I can still talk, even if I can't move, I will be carried back to see her for the last time."

"Besides, the sachet is usually hung on the waist. How could he vomit blood on the sachet? Even if it is not hung on the waist, it must be kept close to the body - and it is impossible to get dirty easily."

Fu Shiyi said truthfully: "Although the reason seems reasonable, I always feel that it is not the same thing."

Zhong Yuehan also frowned and said: "But Lu Erlang's sachet is still there, so now only He Jia Dalang is left. Only his sachet, we can't confirm it."

Fu Shiyi rubbed his eyebrows: "That's true. Maybe they have other secrets. But this secret may have nothing to do with us."

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(End of this chapter)