The noisy crowd suddenly quieted down because of this abrupt voice, and people started to look for the source of the voice.
Xue Baochai hurriedly pulled Song Qingshu's sleeve and said, "Baoyu, don't talk nonsense. This has nothing to do with us."
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. From the perspective of the Southern Song Dynasty, they were happy to see the conflict between the Qing Dynasty and Korea. How could they get involved at this sensitive time? However, it was not Jia Baoyu. No matter what, they had to get involved in this matter.
When the Fu sisters heard that, their hearts skipped a beat and they looked back expectantly. But when they saw that it was Jia Baoyu from the Southern Song Dynasty, they couldn't help but look disappointed. This time they came to the Central Plains in detail, and they naturally knew what kind of playboy Jia Baoyu was.
Fu Junyi frowned and didn't say anything, but Fu Junyu didn't have such a good temper, "Brat, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Hearing what she said, Xue Baochai couldn't help frowning. This Korea was really a barbaric place, and all the women were so fierce.
Song QingShu walked out unhurriedly, looked at Jin Renjun, and said, "Brother, didn't you just say that your Young Master died in an extremely miserable manner, as if he died with a remaining grievance?"
Jin Renjun wiped his tears and said, "Our young master was killed by a villain and suffered extremely humiliating injuries. He committed suicide with hatred, so he naturally died with his eyes wide open."
Song Qingshu secretly despised him and thought that if you want to cry, you should be more professional. After wiping his tears for a long time, he didn't see any tears at all, "These are just your guesses. The fact is that your young master hung himself with his head facing back."
"What does this mean?" Jin Renjun said disapprovingly.
"This is the most important point, because if a person hangs himself to death, because the huge weight of the body broke his neck, his whole head is looking down, like this." Song Qingshu explained while gesturing, "There is only one possibility for the head to be facing up. That is, someone first strangled his neck from behind, and then pretended to hang himself."
As soon as he said this, the people of the various countries' envoys were in an uproar. The people of Korea even looked at each other, especially the Fu sisters, whose eyes were full of seriousness.
"That's just what you said. It's also possible that Young Master Cui regretted hanging himself and kept struggling, which eventually led to his death." Among the Mongolians, Fang Yeyu suddenly spoke.
His analysis was immediately echoed by many people. Many people from other countries also felt that it was too arbitrary to judge him based on this.
"You're all pampered princes, so it's normal that you don't know this kind of common sense. It's actually very simple to verify whether I'm lying or not. You can find some experienced coroner and ask him." Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh. Those crime-solving TV dramas from his previous life were quite useful. Thank you, Young Justice Bao, Detective Conan, Di Renjie …
Prince Zongzan of Tubo snorted, "You speak as if you are not a young master of an aristocratic family."
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He had already noticed the suspicious gazes of Xue Baochai and the yellow-robed woman. He hurriedly explained, "That's because I've met an expert in this field by chance and heard about similar cases from him."
"Oh, who is that person?" the yellow-robed woman asked.
"I think his name is Song Ci …" Song Qingshu answered with a little diffidence. Song Ci was probably from this era, but he was not sure about his specific date of birth. Even if he was sure, he could not guarantee that such a person still existed in this world.
The yellow-robed woman directly looked at Xue Baochai to seek her opinion. She was from the Imperial City Department, so she should have a record of all the famous people in the world.
Xue Baochai nodded, "There is indeed such a person. Song Ci was the Prison Enforcer of Hunan at that time. He was a leading figure in this field."
When he heard her say this, Song Qingshu secretly sighed in relief. He did not expect that such a person really existed in this era.
Xue Baochai cast him a profound glance from afar and called a subordinate, "Send someone to Hunan to verify this matter with Song Ci. See if he knows Jia Baoyu."
"Yes!" The spy from the Imperial City Department left without batting an eyelid.
"He's right. The best coroner in Western Xia also made the same judgment." A clear voice rang out. Not far away, a group of warriors from Western Xia's First Class Hall surrounded a beautiful girl as they walked over.
Yelu Nanxian was tall to begin with. When she rode on a horse, her legs became even more slender and round. Her whole body was beautiful and full of heroic spirit. She suddenly became the focus of everyone present.
Prince Zongzan's eyes lit up, "This woman is not bad. Can the State Preceptor bring her to me tonight?"
Jiu Mozhi's face darkened, "She is the Western Xia's Crown Princess. Prince, don't mess around!"
On the other side, Fang Yeyu waved the fan in his hand, thinking that this woman was indeed an outstanding beauty. Even he was a little moved by her. Unfortunately, she was the woman that the prince had taken a fancy to. Sigh …
On the Japanese side, Hideyoshi looked greedily at her alluring curves. He was talking to Jubei Yagyuu next to him, "Although there are people in Japan who are not inferior to this woman in terms of appearance, but in terms of height, they are far inferior. In the Middle Earth, everything exudes temptation."
Yelu Nanxian was already used to being the focus of the crowd. She naturally walked between the Koreans and the Qing people, "Young Master Cui did not commit suicide because he was ashamed of his injuries. He was murdered. When the Dark Cloud Pearl left last night, Young Master Cui was still alive. Obviously, someone sneaked in and killed him."
Jin Renjun was still stubborn, "It is also possible that the mysterious person who saved the Dark Cloud Pearl came back and killed him."
"If that person wanted to kill him, he should have killed him when he saved the Dark Cloud Pearl. Why did he have to go back and do something unnecessary?" Yelu Nanxian obviously knew who that mysterious person was. She immediately retorted, "You have been making excuses, are you the real murderer?"
Seeing that General Jin and the Fu sisters were looking at him, Jin Renjun also panicked, "Don't slander me!"
Yelu Nanxian ignored him and said directly, "From now on, I will be in charge of the investigation of this case. Before we find the real murderer, no one is allowed to cause trouble."
Jin Renjun still wanted to say something, but Jin Ruoxian stopped him first, "If that's the case, then we will have to trouble the Crown Princess." As the host, they could use the most manpower and resources, it was best for them to investigate the case.
Yelu Nanxian nodded, then suddenly pointed at Song Qingshu and said, "From what this Young Master said just now, it is obvious that he is proficient in the art of litigation. Please join us and help us investigate the case, is Young Master willing?"
The Mongolian Fang Yeyu couldn't help but frown, thinking that this Jia Baoyu was a bit different from the rumors. Didn't they say that he was just a spoiled brat who spent his days surrounded by women?
Fu Junyi and Fu Junyu, on the other hand, looked at Song QingShu suspiciously. They felt that this pretty boy in front of them was a little unreliable.
Xue Baochai and the yellow-clothed girl exchanged a look, thinking that Jia Baoyu's luck with women was a bit too good these days, all the beauties he met along the way were looking at him in a different light.
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