In the dead of night, two black figures ran like flying eagles on the roof at high speed, with outstanding lightness skills, like walking on flat ground.
After a while, the two ran to a sparsely populated area and jumped into a small courtyard. On the plaque hanging above the courtyard gate, the word "Yizhuang" was written in Senbai.
The two people who jumped into the Yizhuang were both wearing black clothes and black scarves on their faces, with only a pair of eyes exposed outside. They were exquisitely shaped men in black, with a dusty temperament and cold eyes. It was Murong Xue, a slender figure in black. The man in the clothes, full of righteousness, eyes like dark jade, is Murong Ye.
The Yizhuang is pitch-black, with only two white lanterns hanging on the left and right sides of the hall door. The black characters for "Dian" written on the white lanterns are indescribably eerie and strange under the light of candlelight.
Murong Ye felt a gust of cold air pouring into his body, reaching his limbs in an instant, so cold that he hugged his arms tightly, and said miserably: "Sister, what are we doing here?"
"Look for evidence." Murong Xue said lightly, walked to the front of the hall with light steps, and gently pushed the door of the hall: Although the old man in Shouyi Village has already slept in the guard room at the gate, he will basically not be disturbed Wake up, but she still has to be careful...
"Crackling." The hall door was pushed open, and a gloomy cold wind blew out, whining, as if someone was whimpering.
"Oops." Murong Ye let out a strange cry, and rushed behind Murong Xue with a whoosh, and followed her into the hall.
On the left and right sides of the hall, there were two rows of small beds neatly arranged, each of which lay a dead body covered with a white cloth. Murong Ye walked between the small beds, feeling a gust of wind blowing over him. He shuttled back and forth all over his body, the hairs all over his body stood up, and with a strange cry, he hugged Murong Xue closely with his arms folded, the one that was so close was almost stuck to her body.
Murong Xue gave him a strange look: "What? Are you afraid of dead bodies?"
"No, I'm afraid of ghosts..." Murong Ye said with a desolate heart.
Murong Xue: "..."
What the hell is going on in this world!
Murong Xue shook her head, leaned over in front of the small beds, and carefully checked the nameplates of the deceased hanging above the beds.
Murong Ye looked at her puzzled: "Sister, what are you looking for?"
"Looking for a corpse." Murong Xue replied leisurely.
"Looking for a corpse? Whose corpse?" Murong Ye asked.
"Li Xin's." Almost all the corpses found in the homicide case in Beijing will be sent to Yizhuang, waiting for the inspection by the foreman. Li Xin's death is also considered a murder case. His body should also be placed in Yizhuang, but how can she find it? I searched the entire hall of Yizhuang, but I couldn't find it...
Murong Xue frowned in confusion, looked around coldly, and inadvertently saw a room, the door of which was ajar, a small bed was vaguely visible inside, and on the bed was a dead body covered with a white cloth …
Murong Xue's eyes lit up, and she walked over quickly, and when she got close, Murong Xue saw clearly that there was a nameplate on the small bedside, with the word Li Xin written on it.
Murong Xue heaved a long sigh of relief. Li Xin's body was indeed here. Well, Li Xin's death involved the fourth prince, the emperor, and it was a special case. Therefore, the people in Yizhuang put his body alone in such a small room. in the room…
Murong Xue thought in her heart, stretched out her hand and lifted the white cloth covering Li Xin's face. In an instant, a strong rotten smell rushed over her face, and Murong Ye, who had just run to the crib, was so smoked that he held his nose and backed away repeatedly: "Why is it so smelly?"