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Chapter 360 Rules of the Ministry of Punishments (22)

The body is stored in Yizhuang.

But the place of Yizhuang is very gloomy, and it has never been built in the city. Fengyue City Yizhuang is ten miles west of this city, and there are two guards among them.

Unclaimed corpses are stored in the village, or Jianghu warriors who died near this city will also be brought back, take a short rest, pawn valuables such as weapons on their bodies, and let them go to the ground for safety .

Because the distance was not too far, everyone left the Ministry of Criminal Justice, looking for a carriage, and it didn't take long before they arrived at the Yizhuang. The courtyard was gloomy, and the snow on the ground seemed to have never melted.

The door was not closed, and it could be seen that there were many black wooden coffins lined up inside, and the paper money was scattered on the ground, which was very gloomy.

Two men, one old and one young, had heard the movement of the carriage and waited outside. The older one looked to be five or sixty years old, wearing a baggy white dress, with a short white knife pinned to his waist.

The young man was just an ordinary boy, wearing a black outfit, lowered his eyebrows, and followed closely behind the old man.

"Cough cough cough, I don't know that the adults from the Ministry of Punishment have come and have not greeted you from far away, cough cough cough, please come in and have a cup of tea..."

"Cough cough cough..."

The old man kept coughing, the wrinkles on his face were wrinkled together, his skin was pale, like hard leather, his eyes rolled, and he looked at Wang Anfeng and Yan Ling, with a kind smile on his face, but it made the scalp feel a little numb. Know if the person standing in front of you is a walking dead.

It wasn't the first time that the leader who led the way had come here, but he still had goosebumps all over his body, and said:

"I don't have time to chat with you here, Mr. Fifth, is the corpse of the woman who died earlier still there?"

The old man looked up at him, the muscles on his face pulled, and the wrinkles on his face were crowded together, and he said with a smile:

"Yes, yes."

"What's the matter? Captain Li, that girl will be buried in two days."

"It's a pity, such a handsome girl has a big hole in her neck... Even if you want to find a ghost marriage, it's not easy..."

The old man shook his head in pity, his voice sank, the wind seemed to get stronger, blowing the white flags on both sides in front of the door, and the paper money on the ground. Shrunk his neck.

The old man had already turned around, and walked inside with the support of the well-dressed young man.

Wang Anfeng took a deep look at the old man's back, but he didn't notice anything unusual. It seemed that he was just a nagging old man. He looked away, followed Yan Ling, and walked towards the yard.

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"This girl was discovered by the watchman."

"When it was delivered, the clothes were in a mess. The old man showed me that he had been dead for a long time."

"Shou Gong Sha is still there, no one has broken his body."

Dressed in white, the old man who looked like there were more corpses than a person was talking while leading Wang Anfeng and the others forward.

Wang Anfeng followed Yan Ling one step behind, and while walking, he looked at the layout of the Yizhuang. This place is different from the Yizhuang in ordinary cities. Not only is the house much larger, but there are also many statues of Taoist gods enshrined. The Taoist temple, after a long period of dilapidation, was used as a righteous village.

It's just that these statues have not been taken care of for a long time, they are full of dust, and they are more gloomy and depressing when they are caged in this room.

The old man paused slightly, stopped next to a coffin, and signaled the boy next to him to open the coffin.

The boy was not very old, but his strength was not small at all. With his arms spread out, the heavy wooden coffin lid was pushed open at once, revealing the corpse inside. Because of the mystery, the female corpse was scattered by the gangster. A unique drug can keep it unchanged for more than ten days.

But once time passes, it will decay in a very short time.

So now this girl is still the same as when she passed away, with a pretty face and a little bit of immaturity that hasn't faded away. Her black hair is loose and she is dressed in a lotus-colored dress. She is indeed a beautiful woman, but she is not someone Wang Anfeng knew. In any case, a little luck rose in the young man's heart, and then he felt a little ashamed.

The old man stood aside and muttered:
"It's a pity. I don't know whose family's daughter it is. Looking at her eyebrows, she is only sixteen or seventeen years old at most."

"Smaller than this little official."

He looked at Wang Anfeng with a heart-numbing smile on his face.

Yan Ling stepped forward, looked at the dead girl, and muttered in a low voice, all distracting thoughts disappeared from his eyes, he raised his right hand fingers together, and lifted the girl's chin, and saw the hideous wound, the surrounding area was extremely smooth, obviously A sword pierced through the throat, and then pierced a hole in the spine before it pierced through the back of the neck.

Fu raised his eyes to look at the girl's clothes, which were not stained with too much blood.

With a sinking heart, he carefully placed the girl's neck back on the cotton cloth in the coffin.

The brute force of a warrior may be able to pierce the bone with the fragile green bamboo in winter, but if he wants to pierce a smooth hole in the spine instead of forming a more ferocious explosive wound, the person who makes the shot must be a skilled swordsman .

A brilliant warrior.

Among the people he knew, there were not many who could do this.

Fu raised his hand again, checked several parts of the female corpse, and corresponded the doubts in his mind one by one, pondered for a while, and had some ideas in his mind, then stood up, and said to the old man:

"Thank you, old man."

His face was a little gloomy.

The old man laughed out loud, his cloudy eyes moved and fell on Yan Ling, saying:
"There are a lot of people who come here to look at the corpse, but it's rare to see someone as polite as Shaoxia."

Strictly pursing his lips, he said:

"My generation has practiced the principles of a hundred schools of thought, so naturally we should respect the old and help the young. Besides, the younger generation is patrolling and arresting by the Ministry of Criminal Justice, not a ranger in the rivers and lakes."

The old man laughed out loud, and then coughed violently again. He raised his hand to stop the young man from patting his back, and said with a smile:
"Although my eyes are not good, my heart is not blind. The corpse was once a human being. After seeing a lot, I can naturally see something different. Don't refuse, young man. It doesn't matter where you are or who you are." relation."

"No matter who it is, it will end up in this coffin."

He pointed at the black coffin with his finger, and his voice paused slightly. With that gloomy smile on his face, the old man invited him:
"There were no strangers in the past, so I couldn't control my mouth for a while."

"Would you like some tea?"

Yan Ling was in deep thought, ignoring the three furious winking officers beside him, and said:
"That's annoying."

"Hehe, don't bother, don't bother..."

"Immam, go and wipe the table."

The old man turned around with a smile, and asked the young man to entertain Wang Anfeng and the others, while he went back to the house to find some tea. Wang Anfeng and the three pale-faced police officers sat on the cleaned table. Glancing at them, he turned and left.

The three detectives breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Anfeng glanced at them, did not speak, but looked at Yan Ling who was frowning and thinking again, and said:

"Brother Yan, is there something wrong?"

Yan Ling came back to his senses, frowned slightly, nodded and said:
"There are indeed some problems..."

"This woman, I cannot confirm her identity."

"It doesn't matter if you practice martial arts or you are people in the rivers and lakes. My Daqin is a prosperous age of martial arts. There are different schools and sects. I don't know how many kinds of martial arts are inherited. Even the people in the official family mostly practice martial arts. The wealthy households in the city spend huge sums of money. My sons and daughters worship under the disciples of some brilliant martial arts masters and practice martial arts."

Yan Ling's voice paused slightly, but Wang Anfeng already knew what he meant.

If this woman was a vendetta, as the Ministry of Criminal Justice of the Great Qin Dynasty, he could not intervene. Even if he was a little unwilling, at most he could only re-correct the suspicious parts of the matter and order the county lieutenant to rewrite the file once.

However, if this girl is just a wealthy family in the city, or an ordinary citizen who has learned some kung fu by chance and has never set foot in the rivers and lakes, but dies here for some reason, then the strict order will investigate the case thoroughly. Those who died in vain seek justice.

Wang Anfeng looked at Yan Ling.

The young man's body was straight, his brows were cold and serious, and there was a hint of chill.

This is exactly where the legalist disciple drank blood with the horizontal knife in his hand.

It is also the place where the disciples of the Legalists shed blood.

Wang Anfeng sighed in his heart, thought for a while, and said:
"Is there any trace of fighting in the Jianghu on that girl's body?"

Yan Ling's expression became more and more serious, he shook his head, and said:
"No."

"I just saw that the fatal wound on her throat was removed from her body, and there is no injury to her common vitals."

Wang Anfeng said: "In other words..."

Yan Ling nodded.

If warriors want to walk the rivers and lakes, they will inevitably have to fight. Since swords and swords are facing each other, they will inevitably be injured, but this girl does not have the slightest trace of fighting, so there is a high possibility that ordinary people who died innocently for some reason, Or people from wealthy households who practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies, although they may also be children of those pampered and spoiled families.

However, according to Daqin's practice, when encountering such an unidentified case, it can be directly treated as a Daqin citizen.

The relationship between the Jianghu and the court is tense, and each other has always been extremely restrained, but in this matter, Daqin is not giving an inch.

The first Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment when the Great Qin was established, after the three-day bloody battle at Duan Shou Cliff, his eyes widened, like a madman, and he yelled at countless masters of the rivers and lakes tens of miles away.

That day he traveled [-] miles alone.

That day, he smashed down the seven mountain gates with the great cauldron cast by the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

In the end, he returned to Tianjing City with the temporary retreat of the entire Jianghu and the Bafang Ding, which was quenched with blood.

There was a human head in the cauldron.

At that time, the troubled times had just ended, and the forces in the Jianghu were extremely powerful, and they were not inferior to the court. The owner of this head had not lost his murderous nature. Because of the quarrel, he casually killed a martial arts practitioner. At that time, his status in the Jianghu was quite high. He said that this person practiced martial arts. As a person in the rivers and lakes, Daqin has no right to interfere.

The first Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice died three days later.

People in the Jianghu were not angry, the man's wife was like a provocation, on the first seven days of that Shangshu, he killed another warrior openly, went back to the mountain, and had a feast.

On the second day when he woke up drunk, he heard an extremely polite knock on the door.

The doorman opened the door and saw a middle-aged man with a white cloth on his forehead.

The man smiled softly and said annoyance.

A gold order is hung on the waist.

On this day, Daqin's second secretary of the Ministry of Punishment, who had been in office for eight days, came alone in white clothes, having traveled [-] miles of mountains and rivers.

Standing outside the gate of the woman's mountain.

He held the blood-stained Fang Ding in his hand.

The mighty Qin Naili.

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