And at this time, in the palace of the king.
Wen Shisan also explained his autopsy results one by one.
The result was similar to Ji Yunshu's.
Yi Wang praised from the heart!
I feel like I have found a capable man.
Very happy.
And Wen Shisan was still the same as Ji Yunshu, and now he was drawing the portraits of the seven skeletons.
Early the next morning, the portraits drawn by the two of them were delivered to the Punishment Department at about the same time.
The Minister of Punishment looked at the two portraits in his hands.
One was sent by Rong Wangfu!
One was sent by Yiwangfu!
Can-
The two portraits seem to be from the same person, and they are clearly the same.
In the end, he no longer thought about it, and handed one of the portraits to the people under his hand, "Find a painter to copy the portraits and post them. Be sure to know the names of the seven skeletons?"
After a short time, the portraits were posted everywhere in the capital.
Soon, a message was also sent to Yi Wangfu.
"My lord, Prince Rong intends to go to the ruined temple on the outskirts of the city."
Jing Yi looked at the cloudy sky, "The water in the ruined temple has not receded, and there will be heavy rain later. Are they going at this time?"
Sudden-
Wen Shisan's voice came, "King Yi, we must get to that ruined temple before them."
With determination to win.
Jing Yi was concerned, "But the water in the broken temple hasn't retreated, and even if I go, I can't find any clues."
"not necessarily."
As soon as the two words came out, Jing Yi thought about it carefully, and together with his eyes, "Okay, since this king wants to win, he must seize the opportunity everywhere."
So, ordered to prepare a carriage.
Set off to the ruined temple in the suburbs.
Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong were on their way to the suburbs.
Jing Zhaoyin is with you!
It's just that the sky is not beautiful, it really started to rain.
The rain hit the black roof of the carriage, like a flood bell in the valley, making it deafening.
As soon as Jing Zhaoyin lifted the curtain of the car and looked outside, he was splashed with rain, so he quickly shrank back, and rubbed his sleeves wildly.
It's like eating a lump!
Ji Yunshu laughed secretly.
Jing Zhaoyin complained, "It's raining so hard, it's like there's a hole in the sky."
"When Nuwa smelted stones to fill the sky, she had blocked the hole, where did the big hole come from?" Ji Yunshu replied.
Jing Zhaoyin and Jing Rong looked at each other.
Both fell silent.
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became extremely cold.
Jing Rong, "Your joke is not funny at all."
Ji Yunshu, "This is a cold joke."
Jing Rong, "Why is it a cold joke?"
Ji Yunshu, "It's a very cold joke."
Jing Rong, "How is it cold?"
Ji Yunshu, "It's like... it's as cold as the sky outside."
Can't get my head around it!
Jing Rong pondered, intending to ponder deeply.
Jing Zhaoyin looked at them like a double reed, this prince and Mr. Ji are really interesting.
The carriage soon reached the outskirts of the city, and the road was not so good. In addition, due to the heavy rain, the road was muddy and muddy, and the wheels slipped on it, causing the carriage to bump constantly.
The people inside were about to vomit, so they finally arrived at Zhangjia Village.
The broken temple is in Zhangjia Village.
The village was not a big village at all. Although it was on the outskirts of the capital, the terrain was low and it was in a relatively remote place, so that the entire road was only enough for a carriage to pass, and it was very narrow.
When they reached the gate of the ruined temple, they found a carriage parked outside.
There is a mark on the carriage, it is the carriage of Prince Yi's Mansion!
Once again preempted.
Everyone dismounted and went in with umbrellas.
The original dilapidated temple, now the wooden stakes collapsed, was smashed into a mess.
The big Buddha fell to the ground, its head was broken, and its body was broken into two pieces. There was still a fallen wooden stake on it. Right next to the big Buddha was the dry well, but because of the rising water, the well was The well is like a kettle. It is filled with water and even overflows. If you want to go to the bottom of the well to investigate the case, it is naturally impossible.
The entire ruined temple can almost be said to be "impoverished".
There was nothing but the big Buddha, a tattered bench, and some disorganized straw.
Really poorer than a ghost!
Everyone stepped in the rainwater and saw Jing Yi and Wen Shisan.
They also seem to have just come in.
Jing Yi showed a smug smile and said to Jing Rong, "What a coincidence."
What a coincidence, your sister!
Jing Rong: "You move very fast."
"It's better to go fast than to go slow."
Jing Rong smiled, "This is not the Ministry of Punishment, there is no need to establish a first-come, first-served rule. Since you and I are both investigating cases, why waste the battle of words."
Jing also choked!
His face turned blue.
He said, "You're right. Although you and I are opposed to each other, I still hope that the case will be solved this morning. Father Esau is worried."
Nonsence!
shameless.
Ji Yunshu's eyes have been on Wen Shisan since he came in.
Of course, so did he.
This case seems to be a win-lose contest between Jing Yi and Jing Rong, but it is undoubtedly a professional contest between Ji Yunshu and Wen Shisan.
Wen Shisan was modest and polite, raised his hand to cup Jingrong, and immediately said to Ji Yunshu, "I heard that yesterday Mr. Ji used the method of smoking the bones with wormwood to wipe the ink off the bones without damaging them. What a good way! If there is time, Wen must consult with Mr.
I'm afraid he's thinking in his heart, it's good to learn another trick.
Ji Yunshu just replied calmly, "Compared to Young Master Wen's ability, it's far inferior."
Talk in words!
Those who don't understand, of course, don't understand, but Wen Shisan knows in his heart.
He smiled casually.
When you don't understand.
Ji Yunshu didn't want to waste time, he glanced at Jingrong, and after he nodded, he began to look around in the temple.
A pair of shoes stepped in the water and got soaked early.
Wen Shisan was not idle either.
The two began to verify without disturbing each other in the temple.
Ji Yunshu walked to the dry well filled with water. After thinking for a while, he looked at the pile of wet straw in the corner of the ruined temple.
Um
She walked over.
Crouch to see.
In the pile of straw, some of them seemed to have been burned by the fire, but they were not completely burned, and a few were left.
If she remembered correctly, there was a black spot on Gao Meng's clothes, which had been smoked by fire.
Immediately, she took the straws in her hands, rubbed her fingers on the burning spot, stained them black, put them on her nose and smelled them.
Because it was wet by the rain, there was no smell at all!
She glanced at it and saw a piece of cloth caught in the straw, and just reached for it.
But it was snatched by Wen Shisan.
He held it in his hand and looked at it, then smiled at Ji Yunshu, "This cloth is made of linen, judging from the traces on the cloth mouth, it must have been torn off by something. Judging from the hardness of the rubbing and the color of the cloth, It should have been left a few days ago, maybe it's the cloth on the murderer's clothes."
Ji Yunshu looked at him.
That face, she really wanted to tear it apart.
Wen Shisan leaned forward and said in a low voice, "You taught me how to identify clothes."