Ning Shu raises her head and looks at the back of the man in front of her seriously. His skin is pale all year round. He is tall and thin. A jade belt is wrapped around his waist. It is not much thicker than her. She can't see, her tongue can't taste, and her nose can't smell. He looks like a patient who will collapse at any time. However, he is like an indestructible wall that blocks all the wind and rain in the world for her.
It seems that there is no need to be afraid anymore. There is nothing to be afraid of. In front of her eyes, thousands of fragments are pieced together. The collapsed part of her heart is finally fully awakened at this moment. Slowly, slowly, it returns to its original position.
Ning Shu closes her eyes and opens them again. There is a glimmer of light in her eyes. Her voice is low but firm, "The wound, the shape, is wrong. It shouldn't be like this. "
Xiahou Qing's heart moves. He calls, "Hui Mo."
Hui Mo takes the medicine bottle and puts on the gloves. He turns his head and takes a deep breath. Then, he holds it. Enduring the ecstasy of the night fragrance exuding from the corpses, he goes over to check the corpses. After a closer look, he really finds something wrong, "Lady Ning is right. There is indeed something wrong with these corpses! The first person who was bitten to death by a beast, his skin and flesh are split open and stiff. If he was bitten to death when he was alive, the wound would not appear like this. Instead, it would shrink. The same is true for the third one. As for the second one who drowned, if he really drowned, he must open his mouth and scream desperately when he was struggling to breathe in some sand. But this corpse only has a little sand near his mouth and nose. After opening his throat, there is no sand in his throat. He must have been murdered and thrown into the river! "
Hui Mo scratches his head, "Because the death is too ugly and the smell is too … ecstasy, I didn't look carefully just now."
The one who asks is a pawnshop owner in town, "You mean that the three of them were murdered and deliberately made like this? Why would the murderer do that? "
Hui Mo had helped Ning Shu with three cases in a row, so he had learned something. Xiao Zhangping was watching from the side, so he deliberately wanted to show off his skills, "There are only a few reasons. First, to destroy the corpse, reduce the clues, and hide the identity of the murderer. Second, to create panic and deliberately choose a special day like the Mystery Maiden Day to frame others, and the unlucky people who were framed are us. Third, to rule out the possibility that there is a deep hatred. Killing people is not enough, so he deliberately tortured the corpse to vent his anger. The more terrible the corpse is, the more satisfied the murderer will be. Isn't that right, Lady Ning? "
He looked like a big peacock with its tail open. He blushed and raised his head, deliberately showing off his most beautiful feathers. Looking at his bravado, Ning Shu couldn't help but laugh.
She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then said, "There is another possibility."
"What is it? These three people are the most honest and taciturn people in the town. Usually, when they talk to a girl, their faces will turn red. Except for the crippled eighth brother who married a wife, the other two can't even get married. How can they make enemies? Let alone such a murderer who kills without blinking an eye. "
The lame Eighth Brother's wife cried until she was out of breath. "My husband was really a good man. I was born half disabled and couldn't have children. He never complained or held a grudge against me. He treated me as if I was his own flesh and blood. Why did I die so miserably? Oh God, please take me away too! "
"That's right. Our Baijia Town has been here for generations. We've watched each other grow up. Who doesn't know each other? They're all good people. Every time I go to the Butcher's to buy meat, he always gives me two extra coins!"
"When my handkerchief fell into the river, it was Lai Si who helped me get it out."
"That's right. If it is really murder, why did three people die last year? The year before last? Could it be … "
From the discussion of the townspeople, Ning Shu quickly picked out the threads one by one and sorted them out. When the discussion stopped, she began to ask questions. She asked three questions.
"You, the town, are all surnamed Bai?"
"Every year, three people die. When, did it start? Who, is it? "
"Who is the third brother of Bai?"
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