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Chapter 139 Is it a good match?

Lu Qingfan put on the glove and walked into the inner room. He turned to Yun Xi and asked: "Tell me the autopsy results."

Inside the house, Bo Niang's body had been wrapped in white cloth by Yun Xi's servants and she was leaning on a stool. It was still in the same position as before her death, and the surroundings were the same as before.

It can be seen that in order to preserve traces of the scene, Yun Xi did not occupy other places in the room to conduct autopsy... Lu Qingfan glanced at Yun Xi approvingly.

As expected, they had a clear understanding and concluded that the murderer must have left many clues here, so they needed to preserve all traces of the crime scene to the greatest extent possible.

Yun Xi followed Lu Qingfan and explained the autopsy situation: "The deceased, Bo Niang, whose original name is unknown. Judging from the body's posture and the traces of her teeth, she is in her twenties; she died of dehydration and suffocation due to roasting, torture, and suffocation. Death.

The time is probably between midnight yesterday and around Yin hour this morning.”

The span of time of death was too large, all caused by cooking and roasting the corpse; but the deceased had stayed in this house for at least three days, during which he did not eat and relied on being fed water to stay alive.

"For more than three days?" Lu Qingfan was inspecting a footprint with gray foam inside. Hearing Yun Xi's words, he couldn't help but raise his head to confirm: "The murderer has been tied up in the house for more than three days, and no one noticed?"

There are many people coming and going in Feiyan Tower, and there are always some difficult guests who need the landlord to personally intervene. According to Zhuoer, Bo Niang must be a good dancer. If she doesn't leave the room for three days, she will be discovered by others.

That's it.

"This is also where I'm confused." Yun Xi staggered into the inner room, looking at the slightly weird details in the room, her eyebrows furrowed, and she even forgot to continue discussing the details with Lu Qingfan.

"What?" Lu Qingfan walked to Yun Xi and asked in a deep voice: "Is there something wrong in this room?"

"Well," Yun Xi gently tapped the corpse behind her, "Bo Niang knows some Qing Kung Fu. She has thin calluses on the tips of her fingers, and there are water marks on her palms that are unique to women working."

Yun Xi roughly drew a few strokes in the air, "This kind of mark is common among women who take care of the housework. It can be seen that Bo Niang is always a neat person, and many light yarns and satins can be washed by hand..."

After speaking, she pointed to a scattered scarf beside the bed, a small box that had been fiddled with on the dressing table, and even the shoes that were not neatly placed at the end of the bed. They were not as clean and organized as Bo Niang's physical signs showed.

Once there are illegal living habits, someone must have tampered with the objects in the house.

"Perhaps the murderer had controlled Bo Niang a long time ago and kept pretending to be her to fool everyone." Lu Qingfan pondered for a moment and waved to Yun Xi to let her see the fragments of footprints left by the black charcoal.

Yun Xi knelt down and took some measurements. Lu Qingfan asked, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

It will be more feasible for a woman to pretend to be a thin lady to hide her identity from others.

"Man." Yun Xi stood up and said firmly: "Unlike a woman's footprints, the size of the foot bones is also quite different."

When Lu Qingfan heard this, he lightly tapped his temple with his index finger: "Another doubt."

From knowing the cause of Bo Niang's death to discovering that someone had been hiding in the house for three days without anyone noticing, Lu Qingfan intuitively felt that this case was no ordinary revenge case.

"The murderer is a tall man between five feet three inches and five feet five. He is an old acquaintance of Bo Niang."

Yun Xi said, and handed the knot she had tied before to Lu Qingfan: "The original knot was too brittle due to baking, and it broke when moving the body. I made this imitation, please take a look.

.”

After taking the knot made from the scarf, Lu Qingfan couldn't help but frown, "This is the knotting method used by our government officials."

"What?" Outside the window, Ren Danqing and Ran Piao both stuck their heads out, looking straight at the knot in Lu Qingfan's hand.

"My dear, it's true." Ren Danqing stroked his beard, "This is really troublesome. I've been checking it over and over again, and it's on my own people."

Yun Xi tilted her head and asked, "Do officials and family members learn special knotting techniques?"

"Yeah." Lu Qingfan nodded, looked around, and simply chose to untie his belt and prepare to tie it.

"In order to apprehend the criminal and quickly lock people up without hurting them, there is a special method of tying ropes."

The two old men outside the window quickly covered their eyes, and their eyes slipped out from between their fingers, trying to figure out what Lu Qingfan meant by taking off his belt in front of Yun Xi.

Lu Qingfan quickly tied the rope into a tight knot. The shape of the knot was almost exactly the same as the scarf in Yun Xi's hand, but the direction of the lock was reversed.

"That's not the case." Yun Xi flipped over and said, "The murderer knew Bo Niang, so it should be like this when he kidnapped someone..."

With that said, Yun Xi untied the knot of her belt and faced Lu Qingfan, pretending to be the murderer and the poor mother. She wrapped her hands around Lu Qingfan's waist and turned the knot around the knot, tying Lu Qingfan's hands.

Ren Danqing and Ran Piao were so curious that they didn't care about anything else and simply came in from the outside to find out... That's right, the knots on the deceased's body were twisted and buckled in the direction of Yun Xi, and finally they were exactly the same.

"Master Lu is great, and Yun Zuozuo is also a capable person. How can he learn it just by looking at it?" Ran Piao couldn't help but sigh.

Yun Xi raised her eyebrows and said, "Master Ran, you are so complimentary."

"Continue." Lu Qingfan moved his fingers and the belt that restrained him loosened.

Yun Xi and the others: "..."

That is Lu Qingfan. If Bo Niang had his skills, she might be able to save her life.

Lu Qingfan already knew the situation at the place where the Feiyan Tower case occurred. He motioned to Yun Xi to take the body back first and let everyone talk if they had anything to say.

"Sir, Miss Yun?" Zhuoer changed from his gentle and calm demeanor at the scene of the fire. He seemed to have lost his backbone, and his panic-stricken look was unbearable.

Lu Qingfan nodded to Zhuoer: "The case still needs to be investigated, and it will take time to find the culprit. I hope Mr. Zhuo will wait patiently."

Zhuoer knew it in his heart, but he, he just couldn't let go.

Several officers from the Criminal Department had to guard the crime scene, so Lu Qingfan took the Leng brothers and evacuated first.

Yun Xi and Qing Guo quickly placed Bo Niang's body on the cart and prepared to take it back.

Zhuoer's eager eyes couldn't help but look at Yun Xi.

Mr. Lu didn't ask anything just now, Zhuoer didn't give up. He wanted to ask Yun Xi, but didn't know how to ask.

"Qingguo, you go first. I'll have a few words with Young Master Zhuo." Yun Xi couldn't tell what Zhuoer was thinking? She decided to give Zhuoer a chance to ask questions.

"Yes, miss." Qingguo held the body steady and followed the yamen's cart one step ahead.

Yun Xi took the initiative to step forward, saluted Zhuoer, and said warmly: "Master Zhuo, would you like to escort me out of Liuxiang?"

Although Huajie and Liuxiang are within the capital city, the terrain is complicated, so Yun Xi took advantage of the situation and asked Zhuoer to give her a ride.

Zhuoer was overjoyed, cupped his fists and said, "It is my duty to do so."

The two of them passed through the noisy Feiyan Tower, passed through the bustling streets, and finally left Huajie.

"Miss Yun Haihan." Zhuoer's eyes turned red and he whispered: "I don't want to trouble the girl. It's just that Bo Niang helped me a lot during her lifetime, but now that she is being persecuted, I can't do anything..."

"Master Zhuo is not helpless." Yun Xi said seriously: "You reported the case, protected the scene, and talked about Bo Niang's life, all of which helped solve the case."

Zhuoer's eyes turned red, and he suppressed the guilt in his heart, "Then, how did Bo Niang die? After all, who wanted to kill her?"

After a brief silence, Yun Xi whispered: "He was killed by torture."

As soon as these words came out, the tall and gentle man could no longer hold back his tears and cried bitterly in front of Yun Xi.

For about half an hour, the only sound in the alley was the sobbing and crying of Zhuoer.

After Zhuo Er calmed down again, Yun Xi finally said: "Master Lu is right, it will take time to catch the murderer. During this period, Mr. Zhuo still needs to take good care of Feiyan Tower for Bo Niang."

Bo Niang has worked hard for many years, and it cannot collapse just because of her death.

"Okay, okay." Zhuoer forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "I will definitely guard Feiyan Tower."

Yun Xi nodded, if you have something to do, you can always survive.

She turned around to leave, but Zhuoer stopped her again: "Miss Yun..."

"Master Zhuo, is there anything else?" Yun Xi turned around and asked doubtfully.

"I, are we friends?" Zhuoer asked cautiously.

Seeing that Yun Xi did not answer immediately, Zhuoer, who was a member of the flower house, suddenly took a step back and said calmly: "I'm sorry, it's me..." He climbed up.

"I thought we were friends the last time I misidentified Mr. Zhuo." Yun Xi arched her eyebrows and said seriously: "Mr. Zhuo, be strong. Bo Niang is still waiting for you to redress her injustice.

"

Zhuoer showed his first heartfelt smile today: "Thank you, Miss Yun."

Watching Yun Xi leave, Zhuoer rubbed his eyes and cheered up. He chuckled and said, "It's great. I'm not alone anymore."

He has friends again.

Neither of the two people who left knew that their conversation had long been overheard by a man in a white shirt lurking on the eaves.

The ferocious malice on that handsome and jade-like face disappeared in a flash, and the soft maroon brows and eyes suddenly showed a fierce look.

He fixed his eyes on Zhuoer's back and murmured: "I really want to kill you."
Chapter completed!
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