Jiaohua

Chapter 241

As the night fell, the wind became stronger and stronger, whistling loudly.

The lights in the distance are shining brightly, and the light from it is like drunkenness. It hits the scattered white lanterns in Chuifangzhuang, and the color is strangely gorgeous.

Although it is called Zhuangzi, it is actually a palace abandoned by the previous dynasty. There are many long and wide high alleys in the palace. The wind in the alleys is particularly cold and cold. There are 36 coffins, which are Yan Yunwei who died last night.

The remaining 17 people were all descendants of wealthy families in the capital, and their bodies had been taken back by themselves. The remaining 36 people were temporarily placed here, and they would go out of the city to be buried on a certain day.

Xia Zhaoyi passed by here without stopping, and went all the way to the northernmost point.

Yu Kai's body was also here, and he was supposed to be taken to the Ministry of Punishment or the Jingzhao government office, but Li Dongyan brought Yan Yunwei's body along with him in a rage.

There was no light in the side hall, and it was very dark. Xia Zhaoyi entered in the dark through the side door, and after adapting to the light, he couldn't see much. The moonlight tonight was too thin.

She estimated the distance between the soles of her feet, and after walking about five feet away, she took out the fire pocket from the sleeve.

Just when she was about to blow it brighter, she stopped, and heard other movements in the darkness, very subtle, coming from the front left, some distance away.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't move any more, and quietly put the fire bag back into his sleeve.

The other party was also in the dark, without any light.

The movement sounded slightly again, the friction sound of moving wood.

coffin?

Xia Zhaoyi closed his eyes, supported the wall beside him, and squatted down.

There was a sound for a while, but there was no more.

Xia Zhaoyi held her breath intently, there was no sound in the darkness, but her intuition told her that the man was still there.

At this time, there were many footsteps outside, very small and light, but they were not deliberately covered up.

"It's in here, it's in here." A man whispered, with a hint of courteousness in his words.

Someone came with a lantern, about four or five men, all dressed in Yanyun uniforms.

The one who walked in the middle was a young man, whose face illuminated by the light made Xia Zhaoyi raise his brows slightly. It was Li Xiao.

As they walked, the light of the lantern also changed, Xia Zhaoyi moved carefully, and rolled towards the bunker on the other side.

A man with a lantern led the way, pointed to a coffin in the hall, and said, "That's the one."

Li Xiao nodded: "It's none of your business."

"Little Prince, I'll be waiting outside, if you need anything, just call me." The man said again.

Li Xiao didn't speak, but waved his hand.

The man resigned and left.

Li Xiao walked towards the coffin, and his subordinates raised their hands to raise the lantern in their hands so that he could see it more clearly.

The color of the coffin lid was slightly different from that of the coffin, and the lid was not sewn together. There were many arrow holes in the coffin, and a lot of splashed wood chips were still hanging.

"Open it?" a guard asked.

Li Xiao nodded: "Open."

The two stepped forward and removed the coffin lid.

Li Xiao didn't step forward, but looked to the other side with disgust.

A slightly gentle man stepped forward and said, "Master, I'll go and have a look."

"Go."

The man responded, took out a small bundle from his arms and spread it out, and started the autopsy.

Xia Zhaoyi leaned over there with his back facing the bunker, wondering how he could see Li Xiao everywhere.

The side hall fell into silence, except for some noises when the man took the tools for the autopsy.

Li Xiao waited a little impatiently, and walked to the other side.

The hall was extremely cold, and his breathing was cold. He raised his head to look around, and when his eyes touched the cobwebs and dust in the corner, he suddenly smiled coldly.

This place, 300 years ago, was said to be resplendent with carved beams and painted buildings. Now, not only is there no one who cleans it, but it has also become an inner city yizhuang where people put coffins.

"Okay?" Li Xiao said, not wanting to stay any longer.

"It was poisoned," the man said. "I don't know what poison it is for now, but he was suffering before his death. His nails were full of sawdust, and his tongue was bitten off by himself."

Li Xiao looked back at the man without speaking.

The man ordered a guard to help, and turned Yu Kai's body over.

The man paused, then raised his head and said, "Master, the wood chips are in this coffin. When he was put in, he probably wasn't completely dead."

"According to the shopkeeper of the cloth shop, when he found the coffin, he was already dead," Li Xiao said, "The murderer watched him struggle to death?"

"It should be." The man said.

"Strange." Li Xiao said with a smile.

Last night, the coffin caused more than 50 Yan Yunwei to die on the street. If he had a personal grudge with Li Dongyan, he could just kill Li Dongyan. Now it seems that the person behind the scenes has a grudge against the entire Yan Yunwei.

But looking at it now, that person also has a lot of grudges against this Yu.

A drug dealer, a Yan Yunwei, is there any connection?

In other words, who would hate these two people at the same time?
Moreover, he was a person who dared to shoot and kill so many Yan Yunwei directly on the streets of the capital. His courage and ability to make decisions were comparable to Li Xiao's.

"Check it out again and see if there is anything else," Li Xiao became interested and said, "Check carefully, don't worry."

"Yes, master." The man replied.

He asked the guards to help straighten the corpse, found something in the coffin, and said softly, "What is this?"

Another guard raised the lantern a little higher, and the man walked around to the other side of the coffin, lifting the corpse's right hand, with a stone underneath.

The man picked up the stone with a cloth and said, "Master, there is a stone."

Li Xiao looked over, but it was just an ordinary stone that could be seen normally.

"Is it poisonous?" Li Xiao asked.

"Probably not." The man said.

After speaking, the man frowned slightly, and said again: "Wait."

He lifted Yu Kai's hand, opened the stiff fingers, carefully looked at the scars and dents in the palm, and then put the stone in.

"What's going on?" Li Xiao asked.

"It's nothing," the man replied. "It was probably too painful before death. I grabbed a stone in the palm of my hand, and a lot of blood came out from the palm of my hand. After I let it go, it stayed in the coffin."

Li Xiao nodded and said nothing.

"However, the strange thing is that the flesh on the neck is not rotten." The man raised his head and looked at Li Xiao. "In this situation, everyone would grab their own neck and chest, but what he grabbed was the coffin under his body. Maybe at that time His whole body was stiff, unable to move, and any shouts in the night would attract the attention of others, but he died without a sound, and it is very likely that he could not even speak at that time."

"Then do you know how it was done? What kind of poison?" Li Xiao asked again.

"There are several possible ones. I need to go back and look up the classics, and then check them one by one."

"Okay," Li Xiao nodded, "You continue."

(End of this chapter)