Go to the gate of Yuchi's courtyard.
The guards who had surrounded Ye Qingluo all respectfully called out, "Miss Seven."
Ye Fengyu succeeded the Sanquan sect.
Ye Qingluo was no longer the young master of the Sanquan Sect.
Even if Ye Qingluo is not a descendant of the Ye family.
In these sanquan sect's nursing homes, the servants, from the bottom of their hearts, regarded Ye Qingluo as the seventh lady of the Ye family.
"What's the matter?" Ye Qingluo quickly stepped forward and stepped into the courtyard, "Have you found any clues?"
The guards followed behind, you looked at me, I looked at you, lowered your head, and apologized: "I'm sorry Miss Seven, we searched the entire yard, but we didn't find any trace left by the murderer."
After Zhang San and Zhang Si realized that Mrs. Yuchi was dead.
They immediately sealed off the courtyard and arranged for a guard to thoroughly inspect the courtyard.
In such a short period of time, the murderer had no chance to leave the yard at all.
Can be biased...
In every corner of the yard, not a single hair of the murderer could be found.
Or, the murderer was still in the yard.
Or, the murderer's speed... can come without a trace and go without a trace.
Ye Qingluo followed Zhang San and Zhang Si to Mrs. Yuchi's bedroom.
Before getting close, Ye Qingluo smelled a strong smell of blood.
Ye Qingluo frowned slightly.
Zhang San pushed open the door and said in a low voice: "After bringing Yuchi back to the yard, her body began to fester. If Miss Seven's medicine didn't hang her, she might have died long ago."
The implication is that this bloody smell is not only the knife cut on Yuchi's neck, but also the wounds all over her body.
The Yuchi family was indeed miserable.
There was hardly a single intact part of her body.
She was lying on the bed with obvious knife marks on her neck, and blood was still gushing out.
Her eyes were wide open, full of horror and unwillingness.
The room was filled with the stench of rotten meat and blood.
Many of the guards following behind saw the corpses that were festered, covered in blood, grim in appearance, and filled with smells.
All nauseated.
Some of the maids who came over to join in the fun, leaned on the wall and vomited.
However, their Seventh Miss wandered around the room without changing her expression.
Even if the eyes are fixed on the corpse.
His eyes are not blinking, his face is calm.
This courage, this determination...
You know, Miss Seven is just a fifteen-year-old girl!
Those who didn't know, thought that Miss Seven of their family was a murderer who spent every day on the pile of corpses.
Ye Qingluo wandered around the room, but didn't find any useful clues.
It is indeed as Zhang San Zhang Si said.
Except for the knife mark on Yuchi's neck, the murderer did not leave any traces of himself.
The murderer's purpose... What is it
The Yuchi family has now become neither a human nor a ghost.
Whether she lives or dies doesn't seem to affect anyone.
Moreover, Yuchi obviously won't live long.
Why did the murderer go so far as to kill Yuchi at this time
It was because she knew that she wanted to ask Mrs. Yuchi about what happened back then.
Want to stop her from inquiring about what happened back then
Or other purposes
Ye Qingluo was thinking deeply.
Her ears moved suddenly, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
The charming eyes that looked around the surrounding environment gradually withdrew and turned to the people behind them.
"You guys go down first. Send someone to watch each yard. If there is any situation, please notify me immediately." Ye Qingluo said lightly.
The guards clasped their fists and took orders: "Yes!"