Forensic drug concubine

Chapter 484
Mu Qingwan checked carefully, but found no trace left by the murderer. She was about to walk towards the main hall, when she accidentally bumped into a corpse, tripped, and staggered a few steps before she stood still.

She looked back, she was a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, she had been stabbed through the chest, she had a small face, her eyes were wide open, and she seemed to have a bit of disbelief.

Seeing this, Mu Qingwan's eyes froze slightly, and she couldn't help but crouch down beside her. She felt that the expression on this little girl's face was a bit strange. The expressions on other people's faces were either painful or terrified, but this little girl The look on his face was unbelievable, even a little surprised.

She couldn't help but look down at the little girl and saw that she was holding a black face scarf in her hand. Mu Qingwan raised her eyebrows and pulled the face scarf out of her hand. The face scarf should belong to the murderer, and the little girl happened to see the face of the murderer. She should have known or seen the murderer, so the expression on her face was like this.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingwan's eyes flashed brightly. She lowered her head and looked at the ground. Although the little girl had been stabbed through her chest with a knife, there was not much blood on the ground. It seemed that she was moved to this place after she died. here.

She reached out and turned the little girl's body over, and was about to check to see if there were any other clues on the little girl's body, but when she moved the little girl's body, she saw two bloody footprints on the ground.

She measured it with her hand and compared the force point. These two footprints should be left by a woman. If it was a man, they would not be so slender.

When Chu Zhiyan came out, he saw Mu Qingwan squatting on the ground, wondering what she was thinking, with a serious expression on her face.

He came over, stood beside Mu Qingwan, and asked aloud: "Qingqing, what did you find?"

Mu Qingwan raised her head to look at Chu Zhiyan when she heard the words, and was about to say something when she looked past Chu Zhiyan and looked at Feng Shu who came out from the main hall. Her face was a little sad, and her eyes were full of hatred.

Mu Qingwan couldn't help frowning, why did she feel that Feng Shu's mood swings were too violent, and even the hatred on her face was a bit heavier than Feng Qingran's?

Is she thinking too much?

Mu Qingwan stood up from the ground, and Feng Shu had already walked over, with a sad expression on her face: "Miss Mu San, please find the murderer, and help our master and the Feng family get justice."

"Naturally." Mu Qingwan nodded, looked at Feng Shu, and continued, "But, are all the people in your mansion here?"

Feng Shu nodded and said, "Yes, it's all here."

"Nothing left out?"

"No." Feng Shu said, frowning, with a bit of doubt on her face: "Miss Mu San, is this case related to this matter?"

Mu Qingwan shook her head: "No, I'm just asking, you can ask someone to count and see how many people in the Feng family were killed last night."

"There are 170 people in total." Feng Shu said, gritting her teeth, her face full of resentment.

Mu Qingwan raised her eyebrows, a gleam flashed in her eyes, and then she nodded: "I see, I will search carefully to see if the murderer has left any clues, you go and comfort you three young masters first!"

"Yes, then Miss Lao will be the one to do this!" Feng Shu said, cupping her hands at Mu Qingwan, then turned and left.

Seeing Feng Shu enter the main hall, Chu Zhiyan withdrew his gaze and looked at Mu Qingwan: "Why, do you doubt Feng Shu?"

Mu Qingwan didn't nod or shake her head, and said, "I just think it's a bit strange that the Feng family was exterminated. If it was really a murder, then how could Mr. Feng commit suicide?"

"This..." Chu Zhiyan frowned, and he didn't have any better guesses or thoughts.

Mu Qingwan turned back from the direction where Feng Shu left just now, looked at the little girl on the ground, and said, "Look at the expression on this little girl's face, there is no panic or fear, but disbelief and surprise, I think, this The little girl must know the murderer, or she has seen the murderer. I just looked around the entire Fengfu, and there was no fight for a long time, and there were no signs of the doors and windows being pried open. I suspect that the murderer should be I am very familiar with the Feng Mansion, or in other words, this murderer is likely to be someone from the Feng Mansion!" Saying this, a gleam of light flashed in Mu Qingwan's eyes.

Chu Zhiyan frowned: "That's why you asked Feng Shu just now, because you wanted to see who else in the Feng family missed?"

"En." Mu Qingwan nodded, looked around, and then frowned slightly.

This matter should be discussed with Feng Qingran, after all, if it comes to it, perhaps Feng Qingran is the only one who wants to find out the murderer who killed Feng's family.

The news of Feng's family being exterminated caused a huge wave in Jiangcheng. Jiangfu was first, and now Fengfu is behind. Could it be that evil has really happened to Jiangcheng?Why do big families have accidents one after another?

There were many rumors outside, and those famous families were worried about whether they would be the next one. For a while, everyone in the entire Jiangcheng was in danger, almost frightened by the news. Every night when night fell, people hurriedly locked the gates. Few people dare to come out and roam the streets.

Mu Qingwan also moved out from the other courtyard of the Feng family, and the servants in the other courtyard went back to the Feng residence to help clean up. The Feng family mansion had to be washed with water for three days before the blood was washed away from the entire courtyard. However, people Walking in, it seems that the smell of blood can still be smelled in the nose.

During these three days, Mu Qingwan almost searched the entire Feng Mansion, but she couldn't find any trace of the murderer, except for the black face scarf, there was nothing else at all.

Looking at the face towel on the table, Mu Qingwan was also a little embarrassed. In ancient times, fingerprints could not be tested. It would be extremely difficult to find the murderer with just such a face towel!
She couldn't help sighing, and her face couldn't help being a little sad. The little snow tiger who was playing on the ground saw that her master was unhappy, so she jumped up from the ground, walked up to Mu Qingwan and used her small head She arched Mu Qingwan, and yelled a few times, as if to comfort Mu Qingwan.

Mu Qingwan pursed her lips, stretched out her hand and rubbed Xiaoxuehu's head. In the past few days, Xiaoxuehu didn't recognize life like she did at the beginning, and she was a little bolder. However, only Mu Qingwan knew of its existence. Zhiyan and Mo Zhuang are three people!
(End of this chapter)