"There are... bones!"
I don't know who shouted.
When those who kept pressing on the stage heard it, they fell silent.
Countless eyes followed, and as expected, they saw the pile of bloody skeletons dug out from the loess!
Ribs, phalanxes, skulls, feet… all at a glance.
Terrible!
Those who had been holding on to Class Master Tao let go and stepped back one after another.
Frightened face.
Screaming again and again.
Class Master Tao was still stunned, but when he looked back, he also saw that pair of bones.
His feet froze in shock.
Cold palms.
Almost didn't sit on the ground.
I thought to myself: it’s finished, it’s finished, it’s completely finished.
When something like this happened on his stage, his Zhao family's glory was over.
And Song Zhi was again rushed back by the crowd, but the soles of his feet slipped and he fell to the ground.
"Bangdang..."
The bottles and jars in his hands fell to the ground.
Soy sauce and salt were sprinkled all over the place.
All dyed on his plain clothes.
A mess!
He didn't seem to notice the bones on the stage.
Just busy picking up your own "junk" things.
And when Ji Yunshu, who had been acting as an audience member on the second floor, heard the word "white bone", his sensitive nerves twitched and his eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
looked.
There was indeed a white bone on that table!
Just as she was about to get up, Jing Rong grabbed her hand and whispered to her, "It has nothing to do with us!"
Tell her to leave it alone!
After all, this is not Dalin.
Ji Yunshu had to sit quietly.
Chu Kuai, who was patrolling outside, heard such a loud noise from the theater, and seven or eight rushed in.
"Boss, there are bones on it!" said Xiao Cai quickly.
After seeing the leader, his face tightened, and he immediately told the next to him: "Hurry up and block this place, and no one is allowed to leave."
"Yes!"
A few arresters immediately closed the door of the theater.
No one is allowed to leave.
The audience at the play began to riot.
The leader who took the lead was someone from the government, so he was not afraid, and went straight to Bai Gu to have a look.
Squinting his eyes, he asked, "Who is calling the shots here?"
Class Master Tao regained his senses and stepped forward tremblingly: "Master official, it's... it's me!"
"Where did these bones come from?"
"This… "
"What is this? Answer honestly!"
"I don't know!" Class Master Tao panicked, glanced at Master Tang of the theater troupe, and asked anxiously, "What the hell is going on?"
Master Tang shook his head: "I don't know... How come there are piles of white bones in the loess?" Then he pointed at Xiao Qu, "She found it first."
Gui Niangzi Xiaoqu has been helped up, but the whole person is shrunk in the arms of a little girl.
Weeping softly.
Trembling all over.
Class Master Tao asked her with a shocked expression, "Xiao Qu, what's going on with this white bone?"
Xiao Qu sobbed and looked away: "No... I know, I... only saw that finger."
The eyes that took the lead to catch Kuai narrowed even more, so he squatted down to check carefully, and muttered in his hands: "It's all a pile of bones, and I don't know who died?"
Someone in the troupe saw the finger and said, "This... This is Wang Jun."
"Wangjun?"
"Wang Jun's middle finger has a cross-shaped scar, and there is a black birthmark next to the nail. Look, that finger has it."
The troupe master Tao and the troupe took a closer look.
really!
"That's right, it's the king."
Take the lead in arresting Kuai and ask, "Who is Wang Jun?"
"It's the right thing to do in our play. I haven't seen anyone today. I didn't expect... to die."
It's so weird!
The people in the troupe were amazed.
The back feels cold.
At this time, Xiao Chakuai came up and asked the leader: "Boss, what should I do now?"
"Go and inform the county magistrate first." er
"Yes!"
During the time when Xiao Chakuai went to notify the county magistrate, he took the lead and asked the rest of his subordinates to check with the troupe one by one.
He also questioned those who came to see the play.
Look for anything suspicious.
At this moment, Song Zhi had already picked up the things he knocked over one by one, only to find that there was a murder here.
He was very calm, and sat silently to the side with his things.
Several arrests quickly went to the second floor.
Seeing Jingrong, Ji Yunshu and others wearing Dalin's clothes, they stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?"
Jing Rong raised his eyebrows and replied, "Businessmen who come here to do business."
"make it clear."
Jing Rong turned the teacup in his hand, and the corner of his lips twitched: "This official, we are all serious businessmen and we are in the silk business. I heard that there is a famous play in Yiwu called "Ghost Mother Burying the Husband", so we took advantage of it. Come and have a look tonight when you have time."
"Just these?"
"If you don't believe me, you can go to the inn where we live and ask."
Xiao Chakuai also thought it was troublesome, so he clicked on the topic: "The deceased's name is Wang Jun, do you know him?"
"Never knew."
"Really don't know?" Chau Kuai's tone was not good.
Clearly there is territorial discrimination!
Jing Rong's patience was rubbed off, and a stern look swept across.
Chu Kuai's liver trembled, he swallowed, took two steps back, and said, "That...you are not allowed to walk around until things are clear."
Then I went to ask someone else.
Ji Yunshu kept staring at the bones on the stage, his eyes sank a little.
Bai Yin raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that if we don't find out today, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave."
At this time, the county magistrate of Yiwu came.
The county official's surname is Zhuo, he is in his forties, and has been an official here for more than ten years.
The leader of the arrest quickly stepped forward to report the situation.
After hearing this, the magistrate asked, "Are you sure the deceased is Wang Jun?"
"According to the scars and birthmarks on the phalanx, everyone in the troupe is sure that it is Wang Jun."
"Have everyone in the playbook checked them one by one?"
"I asked, and they said that Wang Jun left the troupe yesterday afternoon, and he hasn't been seen since, so the role of Xiaosheng has also been replaced."
There seems to be no other clue!
The class leader Tao came over and said, "Sir, you must find the murderer! Wang Jun is usually a very peaceful person. He doesn't like to gamble or drink, and he is also a very good person. He has no enemies at all, but now he is dead. It's so miserable, the adults must decide for him!"
Lord Zhuo looked serious: "Who was the last to see Wang Jun?"
"It's me." A clown stepped out.
Lord Zhuo asked, "When is it?"
"Yesterday at the end of the hour."
"What was Wang Jun doing then?"
Harlequin said: "At the end of the rehearsal, he said he wanted to go out for a walk, but I didn't ask any more."
"Are you sure it's You Shimo?"
"Small ok."
Sudden-
Someone below said: "I saw Wang Jun last night."
Um
Everyone's eyes turned to look.
I saw an old man who came to watch the play and said: "Yesterday at the end of the hour, I saw Wang Jun hurried out of Song Zhi's house, and Song Zhi was chasing him behind."
Song Zhi
There was an uproar in the troupe.
Song Zhi, who had already packed up and sat on the side, was startled, but didn't respond much. He stood up innocently and said, "Oh! Wang Jun did come to me last night."