Bone Painting Coroner

Chapter 110: Damn, it was supposed to be me

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In general, large families have a habit of engraving the mark of the government on the food utensils, some with the surname, some with the age, and some with the zodiac.

On the porcelain bowls and wine glasses of Weifu, the word "wei" will be engraved on the bottom of the cup.

The chopsticks made of this kind of precious wood are relatively brittle. If the characters are engraved on the top, it is easy to break the whole section.

And the pair of poisonous chopsticks did not have their corners cut.

"That night, are you all sure that no one has come into the kitchen?" Ji Yunshu asked everyone.

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.

"sure?"

Immediately, one of the little girls said, "No one has come in in the kitchen, but when the slave girl went out with the utensils, she happened to meet the third son of Ji."

The third son of Ji

Epoch job

"Why is he outside the kitchen?"

"I don't know about this slave, but at that time, Young Master Ji..."

"How is he?" Ji Yunshu asked.

The little girl's face flushed slightly, she bit her lip, lowered her head, then reached out and took a hairpin from her head.

He said tremblingly, "This is what Ji Sangong gave to the slave at the time. The slave saw that the hairpin looked good, so she accepted it."

What a vile and affectionate kind!

Not even a girl was spared.

Ji Yunshu's face sank: "At that time, who did you give the food utensils in your hand?"

"It's for you, Miss Ji."

Answer for sure!

That is to say, Ji Yuanzhi has not touched the food utensils of Master Wei and Madam Wei.

The clues seem to be broken here too!

Ji Yunshu gave Jing Rong a deep look, seemingly helpless.

Jing Rong immediately comforted her: "Since you know that the chopsticks are poisonous, you can definitely find out."

He believed her.

She nodded: "Yes"!

Inadvertently, with a wave of his sleeve, the poisonous chopstick was swept to the ground.

She took out the handkerchief and bent over to pick it up, but just happened to see that the black color on the top of the chopsticks had faded, and instead it had turned dark red. It was a small piece, and it was difficult to see it unless you looked carefully.

His expression tightened immediately, looking at the wet ground, twisting the tip of his nose.

Ask: "This is on the ground, but vinegar?"

"Yes, on weekdays, we use vinegar mixed with water to clean the ground." The girl replied.

"I see!"

Yes, the fog in her heart seems to be gradually peeling off!

Turning his head, he said to Jingrong, "My lord, I might need your help!"

Jing Rong frowned...

"you say."

Ji Yunshu wrapped the chopsticks in his hand with a handkerchief and pulled Jing Rong out of the kitchen.

With a solemn expression on her face, she whispered into his ear, "I need your lord, send someone to the prison..."

After finishing speaking, Jing Rong went to explain to his subordinates to go to work!

in prison at this time.

Ji Yuanzhi was screaming desperately, how did he suffer this kind of crime since he was a child

In the dark and damp cell, he seemed to be allergic to the time he spent on a stick of incense.

"Come on, let me out. Do you know who my eldest brother is? He is Zuo Siyin of Yilin Army. If you offend me, you offend him, so let me out."

He slapped the wooden stakes with his hands, and his throat was a little hoarse.

It finally worked!

A few people came in a hurry, but they were not jailers.

Each face is expressionless, but with a bit of coldness.

He opened the cell door, took out a bowl, and came out with a knife.

"What are you doing?" Ji Yuanzhi exclaimed.

Those people didn't care, they grabbed him when they came up, crushed him to the ground, and forcibly opened his palms.

"Who are you? What are you going to do? Let me go."

what-

A scream.

His palm was cut open by a knife, and blood poured into the bowl.

It was so painful that Ji Yuanshi shouted "Yah!"

Paled face!

It wasn't until half a bowl of blood was shed that he was released, throwing a bottle of ointment and a roll of bandages.

Then go!

From start to finish, it's neat and tidy, no more words.

Ji Yuanzhi sat up from the ground and watched his palm cut for no reason.

You can only wrap the medicine yourself and grit your teeth!

And the half bowl of blood was delivered to Jing Rong in less than half a stick of incense, and then handed over to Ji Yunshu.

She really can't laugh or cry!

"I didn't let you get him so much blood."

"The more the better!" said casually.

More is better

Hey, this is blood, not water!

Ji Yunshu rolled his eyes at him and didn't pay any more attention.

Turning to that night, he dripped camphor wood juice and white vinegar in his blood, cut off a small piece of the chopstick that turned dark red, and put it into a bowl.

After a while, the small piece was picked up, and the dark red on it had faded and melted into the bowl of fresh blood.

Well, the answer is clear.

"This pair of poisonous chopsticks was brought by Ji Yuanzhi. The blood on the chopsticks belongs to him. It seems that the scab on his thumb should have been left by the chopsticks."

In conclusion, Ji Yunshu was actually scared.

And Jing Rong, always a good questioner.

He threw a question: "Then why did he poison the second elders of the Wei family, and also, he didn't get close to their food utensils, how did he steal the dragon and turn the phoenix?"

"Yeah, how did he replace these poisonous chopsticks? Why did he want to poison Uncle Wei and Aunt Wei?"

Doubtful!

Shocked again!

Ji Yunshu returned to the mourning hall.

Wei Yi had finished eating, put down his chopsticks, sat upright, and waited for Ji Yunshu to come back.

She walked over to him and sat down.

"Shu'er, why did you go for so long?"

"Didn't I come back?"

He nodded heavily and tilted his head, as if he had remembered something, he dug out from his body and took out a hanging spike.

Hand it to her: "Shu Er, this belongs to brother Yuanzhi, can you help me give it to him?"

When I took a look, it was really the Epoch Times.

"How could you have this?"

"That night, I accidentally bumped into him, and I bumped into two sisters who were holding plates, and then he scolded me for a few words and left, and the thing fell to the ground."

Seriously speaking!

And he didn't notice at all.

After Ji Yunshu heard these words, his entire face sank completely.

It was as if a machine stretched into her skin and took the five internal organs internally, making them mushy!

In case Wei Yi saw it, she swallowed the tears in her eyes.

He smiled slightly: "Okay, I'll give it to him for you."

"Thank you Shu Er!"

Wei Yi stood up, carried the robe in his filial attire, knelt down in front of the coffin again, and kowtowed several times.

He has been talking to his parents about something!

Ji Yunshu had no intention of listening.

Standing behind him, she looked down at the hanging spike in her hand, tightly gripping her neck, and finally couldn't help shedding tears.

Wei Yi, I'm sorry!

Really sorry!

Damn it, it was supposed to be me!