Distressed wife

Chapter 558 Another Happy Event (5)
"If there is no such case in the dossier, how should we judge?" Mrs. Lu looked at Mu Ziyan and asked.

"I thought of a way." Mu Ziyan looked at Mrs. Lu and said with a smile, "Why don't you sisters help too?"

"What can I do?" Su Qinrou and Hou Yiyi looked at each other and asked curiously.

It's not that they are not afraid, it's just that they have gone through too much, so they become numb to these bones, thinking that they are the ladies of the family, but now they can become so calm when facing the corpse, it is also thanks to being by Mu Ziyan's side The ears and eyes are dyed together.

Mu Ziyan turned around and searched for the red mud, then mixed it with water to make mud, then took a person's skull, and then began to use the mud along the skull's edges and corners to shape the shape little by little.

Lv Niangzi, Su Qinrou, and Hou Yiyi watched from the sidelines, and it happened that Qi Xuan, Mu Lingxuan, and Zhang Yu had just returned from work, and they all rushed here by coincidence, and now the whole tent was full of excitement.

The three of them looked at each other, and then leaned forward to look at it. After an hour passed, the skull in front of them took shape. Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at Mu Ziyan in disbelief. They really didn't expect it. She could think of such a way to restore her appearance.

Mu Ziyan looked up at them, "Can you see everything clearly?"

"En." Everyone responded in unison.

Mu Ziyan got up immediately, and looked at the remaining nine skulls behind her, regardless of the mud in her hands, "One for each person."

Now that everyone was in high spirits, they took off their outer robes and rolled up their sleeves. They didn't have half of the nobility of the children of the family, and the manners of the young lady of the family were imitating Mu Ziyan at this moment, with their hands covered in mud , began pinching up along that skull.

Zhang Zong hurried back to Jingzhao Yin's office, took out the files ten years ago, and read them carefully, but after reading all the files, he found nothing that matched them, so he sighed faintly, and then He went out of Jingzhaoyin's government office again and rushed to the scene of the murder.

When he returned to the tent, he saw the situation in front of him, and he was stunned. He only saw that the people in front of him were holding a skull and squeezing the mud, and there was already a squeezed one beside him, and he stepped forward. Go, seeing the restored appearance of the formed skull in front of him, he clapped his hands and said, "Why didn't I think of this method?"

Mu Ziyan raised her eyes and glanced at him, "Brother Zhang, you can come too."

"Oh." Zhang Zong turned his eyes to see what they were doing, and then eagerly picked up one and started.

Now the cold wind is still blowing outside the tent, guarded by yamen servants, the night is dark and windy, but inside the tent there is a strange but warm atmosphere, which makes people don't know how to feel.

After waiting for a long time, Mu Ziyan let out a breath, raised her eyes to look at them, got up immediately, looked carefully, and then pointed out that there was something wrong, and waited for everyone to follow suit. After finishing the work, he immediately saw that the ten skulls in front of him had been restored, and Mu Ziyan looked at them immediately, "Everyone made a small portrait of themselves."

"Okay." Everyone couldn't hide their excitement. They didn't expect such a method, so they immediately cleaned their hands and began to concentrate on drawing.

Fortunately, they all had learned Danqing, so it was not difficult to draw a small portrait. They finished it in a short time, and then looked at Mu Ziyan, "It's done."

Mu Ziyan then looked at Zhang Zong, "Brother Zhang, you can post this portrait on the notice tomorrow. These people should be locals, and someone will definitely recognize them. In the early morning tomorrow, we will split up and ask about the portrait. , I'm sure we can find it."

"This is also a solution. It's been too long, and this is the only clue." Zhang Zong continued.

"Put away all these bones." Mu Ziyan sighed, with a solemn expression.

After Su Qinrou put it away carefully, she looked up at Mu Ziyan, "Second Sister Lu, how did you come up with this idea?"

"I came here this morning and saw a few children making snowmen and playing with mud. That's when I thought of it." Mu Ziyan said with a smile, "It's just a trial, but it will happen if I didn't expect it."

"It's really a good idea." Su Qinrou couldn't help but exclaimed.

Mu Ziyan smiled and said, "Okay, everyone is tired, take a good rest."

"I've looked through the dossiers from ten years ago, but I haven't found any clues." Zhang Zong said while looking at Mu Ziyan.

"Then how did these people die?" Mu Ziyan continued, "Take it and ask the people here."

"I've asked about it, now I'm just waiting for news." Zhang Zong continued, "How did you find out how these people died?"

"En." Mu Ziyan nodded in response, "I was pricked by a silver needle, then pulled out all my clothes, buried alive in the ground, and suffocated to death."

"What?" Zhang Zong's eyes flickered with coldness, "I judged that it was buried after being killed, but I didn't expect the murderer's methods to be so vicious."

"The murderer is very smart, and he didn't even leave a trace of clues. What's more, ten years have passed. Even if it is dug up, the evidence on him will be corroded." Mu Ziyan said lightly, "But I still think it can be done." I found something, and I vaguely feel that this matter does not seem to be simple."

"Then continue to investigate. The Holy Majesty has already learned about this matter and ordered me to solve the case as soon as possible." Zhang Zong said while looking at her.

At this moment, Su Qinrou and Hou Yiyi were looking at the portraits, and after a while, they saw the yamen servant walk in, "My lord, there is an old woman outside who said she had seen the portraits."

"Oh?" A look of surprise flashed across Zhang Zong's eyes, apparently he did not expect it to happen so soon.

Mu Ziyan continued, "Quickly please."

"Yes." Zhang Zong replied, the yamen servant turned around and called the old woman in.

When the old woman entered the room, she had silver hair and wore a shabby coarse cloth jacket, she immediately knelt on the ground, "The grass people have seen the elder."

"The old man has seen the person in this portrait?" Zhang Zong hurriedly stepped forward to help the old woman up, and asked in a low voice.

"Yes." The old woman stood up following Zhang Zongxu's hand, took a step back, and answered with lowered eyes respectfully.

"Does the old man know who is in this portrait?" Zhang Zong continued.

"They are Caomin's neighbors. They disappeared suddenly ten years ago." The old woman continued, "Everyone in the village looked for them back then, but there was no news, so they reported the case, and then nothing happened."

(End of this chapter)