Bone Painting Coroner

Chapter 1137: The old man does not believe that there are masters

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Li Cheng continued to ask: "Then... did they say when to leave?"

"This... Song Mou doesn't know either."

"Why don't you know anything, you really know nothing but reading!"

Song Zhi: "..."

Slightly embarrassing.

After all, the one who is useless is indeed a scholar!

Li Cheng didn't bother to talk to him anymore, turned around and said to those people, "Okay, let's go."

The guard paused and asked, "Sir, isn't that expert invited?"

Li Cheng sighed, glanced in the direction of the backyard, and said with high fighting spirit: "Of course I want to invite her! I don't believe that I, Li Cheng, visit the thatched cottage three times, and I still can't invite her."

Now, countless pairs of eyes are staring at him closely. If he can't handle this case, how will he be in Gaoding in the future

Don't you lose face

Therefore, it is necessary to invite Ji Yunshu to help him.

After Li Cheng left with his people, the courtyard was quiet.

Song Zhi closed the door and continued to read.

As everyone knows, there is a person hiding on the roof next to him.

The man seemed to have been here for a while, and had a panoramic view of what happened in the yard just now.

After Song Zhi left, he quietly left.

Nanguohou Mansion.

At this time, the Marquis of Nanguo was standing under a big tree in the yard.

Eyes slightly raised.

Not moving for a long time.

Suddenly, a figure jumped down from the roof.

Stand firmly behind him.

"Master Hou." Lian Que cupped her hands.

The Marquis of Nanguo was staring at a withered yellow leaf.

It was not until the leaf was blown off by the wind and floated to the ground that he turned his eyes to Lian Que who was standing behind him.

"Say!"

Lian Que reported: "The man with the Marquis token entered the city yesterday, and now he lives in an old house in the north of the city."

"Have their identities been checked?"

"It's just a group of businessmen, but..." Lian Que paused.

The Marquis of Nanguo turned around, Meifeng frowned slightly: "But what?"

Lian Que: "My subordinates saw that Li Cheng, the prince of the Marquis of Pingyang, went to their place."

"Um?"

"Yesterday, a skull was found at the gate of the city, and the case was handed over to Cheng Shizi. He went to the person with the Marquis token today, and wanted her to help investigate the case, it seems... They had fought when they were in Yiwu. deal."

Report clearly.

After listening to the Nanguohou, he was silent for a while.

Lian Que was concerned and continued: "If that person is really the benefactor of Lord Marquis, but she is involved with the people from Marquis Pingyang, I am afraid that... it will be inconvenient at that time."

The inconvenience refers to the situation.

The Marquis of Nanguo and King Huyi have an undeniable hatred, and it can even be said that he regards the current royal family as an enemy!

He forbeared for more than 20 years, but he never thought that King Huyi would kill the officials of the previous dynasty in secret because he was worried that the forces of the previous dynasty would be pulled out.

The blood spreads, and death looms.

When "forbearance" eventually becomes "don't do it".

Then, sooner or later, there will be a day when the soldiers will meet!

If the person in Lian Que's mouth is really his benefactor, and the benefactor is involved with the son of the Marquis of Pingyang, if the time comes to war, there will be many connections.

The Marquis of Nanguo was silent.

Lian Que said, "Do you want to see them first, Lord Hou? Let's see if that person is Lord Lord Hou's benefactor, and then make another plan!"

"Well, you go make arrangements."

"Yes."

"Remember, don't reveal your identity."

"My subordinate understands."

suddenly-

"father!"

A tender voice came from the corridor in the distance.

Ah Mo is here.

The Marquis of Nanguo ordered Lian Que: "You go first!"

"Yes!"

Lian Que jumped up and disappeared without a trace.

Ah Mo stepped on his calves and ran around the corridor, his little face full of smiles.

He shouted, "Dad."

Towards the Duke of Nanguo.

When Nan Guohou saw him, the seriousness on his face immediately faded, and he faced the little child.

Take him into his arms.

Ahmad hugged his neck tightly and said, "Dad, Ahmad wants to play chess."

"Why do you want to play chess all of a sudden?"

"The nanny said that people who can play chess will be very smart when they grow up."

"So my Ahmad also wants to be a smart person?"

"Well, be as smart as Dad," Ahmad said.

The Marquis of Nanguo gently scratched his nose dotingly: "Okay, Dad will teach you to play chess."

"Really?"

"When did Dad lie to you?"

Ah Mo was so happy that he kissed Nan Guohou several times on the cheek.

Later, the Marquis of Nanguo asked for a game of chess.

Teach Ahmad how to play chess one by one.

Even if the child doesn't understand!

the other side.

After Li Cheng left, he immediately returned to the city department.

Afterwards, people will invite the best old work of Haute Couture to examine the skull.

The old man was doing the autopsy inside, and he stood outside to watch. After the test was over, he covered his head with a white cloth before he went in.

"How's it going? Did you find anything out?"

The old man took off his gloves and replied, "Reporting to my lord, the little one can only get a little information based on some features on the head."

He was full of curiosity: "Do you know who the deceased is?"

"There is only one skull, and I can't tell who it is."

"Is the deceased a woman?"

"Yes."

"About fifteen years old?"

The old man was slightly startled and replied, "Yes, it is indeed about fifteen years old."

Li Cheng asked again, "The time of death is three years?"

Uh!

The old man was shocked: "Yes, it has been three years, but the exact time is not easy to estimate."

"But drowned?"

"This..." Zuzuo shook his head, "I don't know."

"Not sure?" Li Cheng pondered.

The old man asked, "Sir, do you have a sect who came to test it?"

Li Cheng was stunned: "No!"

"How does the lord know the results of my autopsy?"

"Yes..." He almost blurted out, stopped immediately, and said, "You don't need to worry about this, you just tell me, did the deceased drown?"

"There is only one head. It's hard to tell if it's small. Even if you ask other people to look at it, you won't be able to see it."

"I think it's because you are incompetent." Li Cheng threw a sentence mercilessly.

The old and small officials in the house were shocked.

The old man was stunned for a moment, but instead asked him, "Could it be that adults can judge that the deceased was drowned based on the head?"

"I can't, but I can do it myself."

The old man thought it was funny, "Impossible! Even if my master is alive, I can't make such a judgment."

Li Cheng sneered unabashedly, "That's because none of you have seen what a real expert is."

Very proud!

because he has seen it.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and he doubted: "This... how could there be such an expert in this world? Impossible, impossible."

I can't believe it!

He has lived for decades, and he has never heard of the cause of death of the deceased just by looking at the head.

Simply ridiculous. I thought to myself, is this Mr. Li kidding himself