Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 102 Mortuary
With this shout, the silence of the night was instantly broken.

Lin Zhiqing shrank into the corner and did not act rashly.

After a while, she heard messy footsteps coming from the morgue, followed by bursts of shouting.

Lin Zhiqing slowly stuck his head out and saw that the house, which had been empty just now, was now filled with people holding torches.

They hurried in one direction, carrying wooden buckets in their hands.

Her gaze reached the highest point.

Although the four guards standing there did not move, their eyes were attracted by the fire on the other side.

Perhaps because they were short of manpower, they waited and watched for a while, then chose to leave two people upstairs while the other two went downstairs.

It's now!

Lin Zhiqing took advantage of the most chaotic scene to move to the side of the morgue. The two guards at the front door did not desert their posts, so she could not get in from the front and had to find another way out.

After all, she had stepped into the morgue. Lin Zhiqing didn't dare to delay. After walking a few steps with her back bent, she finally saw a wooden window.

She thought about it and realized that she had secretly hidden a hairpin for self-defense, which could be used now. She took out the hairpin and poked the sharp end of the hairpin into the gap in the window coffin.

After trying hard a few times, the window opened with a "click"!
Lin Zhiqing grabbed the windowsill and climbed in in one go.

When her feet touched the ground, she closed the window and the whole world fell silent again.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense body finally relaxed a little.

But then, a strange smell coming from the tip of her nose brought her back to her senses. This was the morgue, where corpses were kept!

Perhaps for preservation, the air was filled with a pungent smell of spices.

She took out a handkerchief and covered her mouth and nose before continuing to grope forward.

In order to hide herself, she did not open the tinder rashly.

Occasionally she bumped into the table where the corpse was placed, but she continued walking forward without changing her expression or heartbeat.

Fortunately, there was a wooden sign hanging at the end of each table, which contained basic information such as the identity and age of the corpse.

Lin Zhiqing took a quick look and saw four bodies in one room, and four empty spaces.

But Concubine Chun is special, and the Ministry of Justice should not place her together with others.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiqing left the first house and turned his attention to houses with special structures or different locations.

After screening one, she went into several rooms one after another. Even with a handkerchief, she was still choked by the stench.

After doing this many times, she found that the further in she went, the weaker the stench, which meant that the body had been stored for a shorter time.

Thinking that Aunt Chun was discovered in the morning, she took a deep breath of fresh air after going out, and then went into the innermost room in one go.

As soon as she entered the door, her brow relaxed.

She guessed correctly. Compared with the other rooms, the smell in this room was much lighter.

Lin Zhiqing took away the handkerchief and smelled it carefully. Apart from the stench that had been lingering in her nose because she had smelled it too much, what remained was mostly the smell of blood.

This shows that the bodies stored in this room must have been brought in within a short period of time.

Moreover, the room was not very big, and Lin Zhiqing only saw one corpse.

She walked forward as usual and checked the wooden sign.

When her eyes fell upon the words "Haruko", her expression finally lit up.

"Chunqin, the concubine of Lin Congyan, the governor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs..." Lin Zhiqing read it softly.

Then, she was afraid that she had seen it wrong, so she took out the tinder and looked at it again.

After confirming that this Chunqin was the Chunqin he was looking for, Lin Zhiqing extinguished the fire and stood up straight.

Looking at the white cloth covering the body, her outstretched hand paused.

To be honest, she was still a little scared. Lin Zhiqing had lived twice, but in all that time, she had never seen as many corpses as she had tonight.

But when she thought of her own life and the Lin family, she calmed herself down and slowly lifted the white cloth.

A face that was half pale and half rosy appeared in front of Lin Zhiqing.

Perhaps in order to preserve the integrity of the body, the bloodstains on her body were not cleaned.

There was a bloody wound on her head, which looked really shocking.

With just one glance, Lin Zhiqing was sure that this must be the mark left by a collision with a hard object, and the bloody wound was concave inward.

Lin Zhiqing pulled the white cloth aside. The material of Chun Yi Niang's clothes was not very good. It was the kind that Lin Zhiqing often saw in the Lin family.

Her eyes fell on Aunt Chun's hands.

It was delicate and smooth, and she was wearing a jade bracelet with good water content. It looked like she had not worn it for long.

Lin Zhiqing looked around and found no signs of struggle on Aunt Chun's body, nor any signs that anyone else was present.

Her heart sank.

Now she was certain that Aunt Chun had indeed committed suicide.

But...his eyes fell on the bracelet on her hand again, and Lin Zhiqing was thinking about another question in his mind.

Judging from the Lin family's thrifty lifestyle, Aunt Chun should not be able to afford such a bracelet. Fourth Uncle rarely likes to go into the backyard and has never bought these things for her.

So how did this bracelet come about?
Could it be that someone bribed Aunt Chun with money to frame Lin Congyan?

No, it shouldn’t be… Lin Zhiqing shook his head.

If Aunt Chun was seeking wealth, it would not explain her self-destruction.

You can't take money into the coffin. She knew very well that she would die, so no amount of money would be of any use.

After ruling out the possibility that money could be the key to success, Lin Zhiqing failed to find a breakthrough through the bracelet, so he turned his attention to Aunt Chun's soft-soled embroidered shoes.

This look really made her realize something.

There was a layer of mud on the embroidered shoes, which looked very dark in color. It must have been wet and very sticky.

In addition, there are pink objects that look like petals stuck on it.

Lin Zhiqing thought about it and used her handkerchief to get some of the dirt wrapped around the petals off.

After doing this, she observed it carefully again. After confirming that there were no other abnormalities, she covered it with the white cloth again.

Next, you just need to return along the original route.

Lin Zhiqing put away his things, carefully cleaned up the traces he left behind, and soon came to the window frame through which he came in.

She gently pushed the wooden window and easily opened it a crack.

She moved quickly, jumped out, and ran quickly to the other side.

It looked like the fire had been put out, there were fewer people around, and the noise was not loud.

Lin Zhiqing was sensible. Although he set fire, he only found an isolated house so that the fire would not spread to other places and cause irreversible consequences.

She walked back like this for a cup of tea, but the further she walked, the stranger it felt to her.

It seems too quiet here, not like the noise that should come after a fire.

Could something have happened? Or was my cousin discovered?

Thoughts rushed into his mind one after another. Lin Zhiqing pursed his lips and quickened his pace.

Soon, she returned to the garden.

Seeing the dog hole they came in through, Lin Zhiqing was delighted and walked straight over.