'Song Zhi lied?'
Even Ji Yunshu didn't dare to make such a conclusion. She was silent for a moment before saying, "We only met Song Zhi once, so we can't be sure of his character. However, when you helped him recover the money, he insisted on treating us to a meal. He was just a scholar, and when he conversed with us, he was gentle and courteous.
It was hard to believe that he lied. "
Jing Rong stood up and walked a few steps with his hands clasped behind his back. "Then there is another possibility. The murderer already knew everything. Whether it was the reason Prince Wang went to find Song Zhi or the baggage, it was all part of the murderer's plan. His goal was to frame Song Zhi!"
'Frame?'
This conclusion caused everyone to be stunned.
Ji Yunshu didn't say anything.
Jing Rong overturned his own conclusion. "But he is a humble scholar, and he doesn't seem to be the type to fight for fame and fortune. Who would want to frame him? Why would they want to frame him? This doesn't seem to work either! "
Indeed!
After a while, Ji Yunshu said, "Let's go to the yamen tomorrow and verify whether the person in the portrait is Prince Wang."
Early the next morning.
Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu were eating breakfast on the first floor.
They planned to go to the yamen later.
At this moment, Li Cheng came downstairs and saw them.
"Little Gongzi." He happily walked over.
Ji Yunshu saw him and was about to get up to cup her hands.
However, he stopped her. "No need to be so polite."
"I didn't arrive first. Prince Cheng is also here."
"That's why I said we are fated!"
'Haha.'
Ji Yunshu didn't know how to respond.
Jing Rong, who was sitting across from her, smirked. His fingers tightly gripped the teacup in his hand. "Prince Cheng, there is an empty table next to you."
She reminded him.
"I will sit with you." He intended to sit on the empty chair next to him.
Unexpectedly, Jing Rong tore off a button from his sleeve and secretly hit the corner of the empty chair.
The force was very strong.
Li Cheng hadn't even sat down when the chair collapsed for no reason.
Jing Rong said, "It seems that Prince Cheng can only sit at the empty table next to us."
Li Cheng squatted in the wind for a while.
He had no choice but to sit at another table.
After a while, Li Wenshu came down. She saw everything that happened below.
"Big Sister!"
After Li Wenshu sat down, she asked softly, "Who are they?"
"He's the one I met at the yamen yesterday!" He pointed at Ji Yunshu with a smile on his lips. "That's the young master over there. Isn't he pretty?"
It was as if he was looking at his future wife.
Li Wenshu glanced at Bai Yin, who was engrossed in eating, and asked, "Who is he?"
Li Cheng said, "Him! They were not to be trifled with. In any case, they were on the same side. “
"Oh." Li Wenshu calmly withdrew her gaze.
After eating —
Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong went to the yamen, while Bai Yin waited in the inn.
Of course, Li Cheng followed along.
The three arrived at the yamen.
Lord Zhuo immediately welcomed him with a smile.
"Prince Cheng!"
Li Cheng said, "Let's get down to business!"
Ji Yunshu gave the portrait to Lord Zhuo.
Zhuo daren took a closer look and saw that the person in the painting was extremely lifelike.
"This …"
"This is the male victim's appearance?"
"Ah?" Lord Zhuo was dumbfounded.
"Milord, you should first investigate who the person in the portrait is."
Lord Zhuo stared blankly for a while before he ordered his men to carry out the task.
Soon, the results were out.
The person in the portrait was indeed Wang Jun!
Lord Zhuo was shocked. He asked Ji Yunshu, "Did you really draw the portrait from the skeleton?"
Lord Zhuo deeply doubted it.
Ji Yunshu cupped her hands in greeting. "This humble one is an orthopedic doctor. This is just one of my specialties."
She had never seen any other doctor with this kind of skill!
Li Cheng said from the side, "This Heir really didn't misjudge you. This case was handed to you correctly."
A fanboy!
Lord Zhuo asked, "Then … Then who is the female skeleton?"
Ji Yunshu said, "Because the female skeleton doesn't have a head and there are fewer skeletons, it's impossible to determine her identity in the shortest time possible by drawing the skeleton. It will take a long time."
"Then what should we do?"
"We can only look for characteristics from the skeleton!"
Lord Zhuo ordered his men to carry the pile of bones up. However, because the officials were careless when they were cleaning up yesterday, the bones that had been pieced together fell apart.
Ji Yunshu took out the gloves she had prepared in advance and put them on.
She picked out the female skeleton one by one.
There were clavicle, lumbar bone, tibia, tarsus, phalanges, humerus, scapula, left wrist, etc.
The large bones were almost all male.
She began to study them carefully.
She didn't find any clues related to her identity.
Finally, she found contusions on the phalanges. The bones of the toes were bent as if they were born that way. Not only were the toes disabled, but the joints of the middle fingers also had the same condition. She carefully thought about it. Mo Ruo had mentioned this condition before.
It was a congenital musculoskeletal disease!
The patient's phalanges and fingers would be bent at birth.
She could more or less confirm it!
"Lord Zhuo, according to the skeleton, the female died at the age of 25 and had obvious musculoskeletal disease. We only need to send someone to check if there was a 25-year-old woman with musculoskeletal disease who passed away two years ago. Based on the comparison, we should be able to find out who the female deceased is."
"This official will go right away."
Thus, everyone sat in the yamen and waited for the whole morning. In the afternoon, there was a result.
The officials came, and they brought a person with them.
Class Leader Tao!
Class Leader Tao's back was hunched, and his whole body was trembling.
Lord Zhuo asked the official, "What's the situation?"
The official replied, "Lord, this person said he knows who the female deceased is, and he has something else to say."
"Oh?" Lord Zhuo asked Class Leader Tao, "What do you want to say?"
Class Leader Tao wiped the sweat from his forehead, lowered his head, and said with a trembling voice, "Lord, that person … is Zhao Zhuanger! The proprietress of the Zhao family's rouge shop. She was 25 when she died, and she had musculoskeletal disease. She died two years ago. "
Ji Yunshu asked, "Who is Zhao Zhuanger?"
"It's … Wang Jun's wife."
"Wife?"
"It's like this …"
When Wang Jun first entered the profession, he was just a clown. He didn't mix well in the Zhao Opera Troupe. At that time, he was already married. His wife's name was Shuiyan, and she was a gentle and virtuous woman. After marrying Wang Jun, she worked hard without complaint. Even if her life was bitter, she never despised Wang Jun. However, by chance, the proprietress of the Zhao family's rouge shop fell in love with Wang Jun when she went to the opera troupe to watch a play. She said that she could use her connections to help Wang Jun become a bachelor. Wang Jun couldn't resist the temptation, and with Zhao Zhuanger's beauty, he hooked up with her in private, and they were entangled every night. No.
Not long after, Wang Jun's wife, Shuiyan, died of illness.
So, five years ago, Wang Jun married Zhao Zhuanger.
Because many makeup items were used in opera, Zhao Zhuanger and Class Leader Tao always had business dealings. Zhao Zhuanger used this to help Wang Jun, and from then on, Wang Jun became a fish that leaped over the dragon's gate and became a clown in the Zhao Opera Troupe.
But the heavens didn't plan well. Two years ago, Zhao Zhuanger suddenly died of illness!
On the night of Zhao Zhuanger's death, Wang Jun kept saying that he saw a ghost, and it took him two months to gradually return to normal.
Why … why does it seem like the plot of 'Ghost Mother Buries Her Husband'?
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