Forensic drug concubine

Chapter 263 No clue at all
"But now Master Zhao has come here, and I've also checked the corpse, so I can't say no now, can I? It's too rude to break one's trust like this, right, Lingniang?" Mu Qingwan said with a soft tone There is a bit of cunning in it.

Lingniang sighed, there was nothing she could do about Mu Qingwan, this young lady of her family seemed to be a different person since she woke up from the injury last time, she had her own opinions on how to handle things, so although there was nothing wrong with that Okay, but sometimes this is too independent, like an autopsy, who in an ordinary family would allow their daughter to go out and do such a thing?
Seeing the worry in Lingniang's eyes, Mu Qingwan also knew that Lingniang was doing this for her own good, but she really couldn't kill her only interest, and on this point, she would not back down.

Mu Qingwan apologized silently in her heart, and then said to Lingniang: "Don't worry Lingniang, with Mo Zhuang and Manyue protecting me, nothing will happen."

Seeing Mu Qingwan's insistence, Lingniang naturally couldn't say anything, then turned her head to look at Man Yue and Mo Zhuang, and repeatedly urged them to protect Tang Shiyue very well, with a worried look on her face.

When Mu Qingwan returned to her room, when she was lying on the bed at night, all she could think of was Lingniang's worried face.

She couldn't help turning over, sighed, closed her eyes and didn't want to think about it anymore. After the case is solved, she finds a time to have a good talk with Lingniang, and see if she can untangle Lingniang's knot in her heart. .

Thinking of this, Mu Qingwan fell asleep in a daze, probably because she was too tired during the day, so Mu Qingwan soon fell into a deep dream.

But at this time, the two potted flowers in the room, on the blooming petals, the red color became more coquettish and weird, as if blood could ooze from the flowers.

Early the next morning, just as Mu Qingwan woke up and was having breakfast, she saw Mo Zhuang hurried in from the outside, with an anxious look on her face, and said anxiously as soon as she entered the main hall: "Miss is not well, there is another The woman is dead."

Mu Qingwan raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, before she could ask, Mo Zhuang continued: "She's also an unmarried woman, this time she's in the west of the city."

"What kind of flowers are there?" Mu Qingwan asked in a low voice.

"Hibiscus flower." Mo Zhuang replied immediately.

"The coquettish and delicate posture has its own limits, and the morning and evening are impermanent." Such a sentence suddenly appeared in her mind, Mu Qingwan read it in a low voice, and Mo Zhuang immediately said: "Master Zhao found it on the deceased. These two poems are written inside the veil."

"Let's go to the government office." Mu Qingwan stood up and walked out, Mo Zhuang immediately picked up the cloak beside her and followed.

Because there was a heavy rain last night, the air outside is relatively humid and slightly cool.

Just as Mu Qingwan was about to get into the carriage when she came out of the gate, she saw a yamen servant riding over from a distance. When she saw Mu Qingwan, she immediately jumped off the horse and said, "Miss Mu, please stay behind. past."

Mu Qingwan naturally knew that he was here because of the case, so she also wanted to go over to have a look, so she said, "Let's go."

Following the yamen servant to the lobby of the government yamen, the body had already been brought back by the yamen servant.

"Miss Mu San, please."

Mu Qingwan walked to the corpse, and found that the clothes on the corpse were clean and tidy, and there seemed to be no creases. It rained all night outside, but the deceased was not stained with any dirt, and even the soles of the embroidered shoes were clean Yes, Mu Qingwan couldn't help thinking, who is this murderer? He knows flowers and seems to have a slight obsession with cleanliness.

"Master Zhao, have you found out the identities of the three deceased yesterday?" Mu Qingwan looked at Zhao Zhong, who had a gloomy face, and asked aloud.

Zhao Zhong's face was dark, and his voice was also a little gloomy: "Not yet, from yesterday to today, no family members have come to report that someone has a missing daughter."

In just two days, four people died, still in the capital, at the foot of the emperor, and there is no clue at the moment, how can this not cause a sensation.

Zhao Zhong's face became even more gloomy. If the case is not solved as soon as possible and the situation is allowed to develop like this, then this incident will inevitably cause a huge reaction in the capital and people's panic. Blame!

Just as he was thinking, a voice suddenly came: "The prince of Jin has arrived."

Mu Qingwan and Zhao Zhong turned their heads, and saw Chu Zhiyan in a brocade robe striding in. He was handsome and graceful, his eyebrows were like stars, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of radiance. His black hair was like ink, and he was wearing a jade crown. The air of aristocrats is fully revealed.

Chu Zhiyan's gaze fell on Mu Qingwan from the moment he came in. Although it was not that kind of burning eagerness, it made Mu Qingwan a little uncomfortable.

After she said such fierce words last time, she never saw Chu Zhiyan again. She originally thought that they would never see each other again, but unexpectedly, they would meet again here today.

I don't know where this weird feeling came from, and Mu Qingwan couldn't explain why she felt uncomfortable. She looked away and looked at the corpse on the ground, trying to slow down the feeling that made the heart feel oppressed. a feeling of.

Seeing Mu Qingwan look away, Chu Zhiyan's pupils shrank slightly, walked to the lobby and stood still, Zhao Zhong stepped forward and saluted: "I have seen the prince."

"No." Chu Zhiyan uttered a word, glanced at the corpse on the ground, as well as Mu Qingwan, and then said: "The emperor asked this son to come over to assist Mr. Zhao in investigating the case, and solve this case as soon as possible, so as not to panic the people in the capital."

"Yes." Zhao Zhong replied.

It is understandable that this matter has reached the emperor's ears. How could others not notice such a big event in the capital.

"What did you find?" A magnetic male voice rang in her ears, Mu Qingwan narrowed her eyes, and said flatly with the same expressionless expression on her face: "None of the four deceased had fatal injuries. There is no trace of fighting or resistance, but they have many similarities in common, so it can be seen that the murderer is the same person." Mu Qingwan's voice was clear and cold, completely businesslike, without the slightest emotion in.

Zhao Zhong next to him didn't see the undercurrent of the two, and immediately said: "Yes, there is a poem about flowers written on the body of the deceased, and the handwriting is the same." After Zhao Zhong finished speaking, he raised his hand. The yamen servant immediately took the handkerchiefs and handed them to Chu Zhiyan for inspection.

Chu Zhiyan picked it up and glanced twice, and then said to Yu Kun: "Go and find out where the material of this handkerchief comes from, and who bought this batch of fabric."

"Yes." Yu Kun replied, and went out to follow Chu Zhiyan's instructions.

(End of this chapter)