The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 1252 Rogue
Tang Nineteen frowned: "My lord, did you take away the corpse before you checked the surroundings?"

The fat dwarf didn't expect that Tang Nineteen would object to him, so he couldn't help being a little displeased: "How to handle the case, you don't need to remind me, come and take it away."

The yamen servant came up and twisted Tang Nineteen's hand. Tang Nineteen raised his hand and slapped him. The yamen servant who slapped him lost his head, which also shocked everyone.

Grandma, Tang Nineteen has been in a bad mood since the Empress Dowager passed away. Today, when he met such a group of things, he came here to seek bad luck.

The fat dwarf was furious: "You, you dare to hit this official."

"You were the one who hit you, stupid, my old lady is not in a good mood."

"You, fuck me, fuck me, don't think it's a woman, I won't deal with you."

However, in the end, except for the short and thin man, everyone else was beaten up by Tang Nineteen and felt relieved.

The short and skinny man looked at Tang Nineteen tremblingly, and seeing Tang Nineteen walking towards him, tremblingly said, "Heroine, spare my life."

"Remember what I told you now."

Tang Shijiu said word by word.

The skinny man nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, remember."

"I told you to memorize it like this. Take out the pen and paper and do a job. You must come to the scene without the pen and paper."

"Bring it, bring it."

Wu Zuo opened the box and took out a pen and paper.

Tang Nineteen repeated all the information about the scene of the crime that he had just told the yamen servant, and then repeated it with the assistant, only to be taken aback by the assistant.

Tang Nineteen finally pointed to the alley where the murderer escaped: "The direction the murderer fled is this way, which happens to be the direction where the blood sprayed from the wound on the neck of the deceased. Judging from the broken traces of the blood stain on the ground, the part of the blood that disappeared should be the sprayed blood. to the murderer's back."

"I've said everything I need to say. I don't have time to talk to you right now." After speaking, he turned around and flew to the inn window.

The back figure in white pajamas and long hair shawl looked at everyone like a fairy.

However, after waking up, everyone began to worry about the fairy, and beat the county magistrate, and the girl had to run away quickly, or she might not be able to leave tomorrow.

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When the entire inn was surrounded by a group of officials, Tang Jiujiu was packing his luggage and going downstairs.

The shopkeeper and the waiter were frightened by the situation, and they asked if there was a girl from the capital with a pretty melon face living here, and the shopkeeper pointed them to Tang Nineteen's room without even thinking about it.

A group of people rushed in murderously and kicked Tang Shijiu's door.

The first person shouted loudly: "Take it down for me."

Tang Nineteen frowned.

A dozen or so people rushed forward with knives in hand.

Tang Nineteen's slashing was a heavy blow, and another punch to the head. His feet were light, and he walked among the dozen or so people. In a daze, the dozen or so people were beaten and lay on the ground, wailing.

Stepping on those people to go out, it turned out that there were still a bunch of people begging for beating downstairs.

She flew down the stairs, her breath congealed in the palm of her hand, shaking all these people away.

"Who doesn't want to die, come on, keep going."

With an angry shout, those people really didn't dare to go up.

However, soon there was a scream from the second floor, and a door opened, and two people came out, one in front of the other, the one in front had a pale face and a knife on his neck.

The person with a throat, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, was rather proud: "It makes you crazy, you can hit, you go on, go on."

The blade pressed against the skin, and Aunt Lin yelled, "Miss, help, miss, help."

(End of this chapter)