Wen jinniang's face was silent because of the scar.
She gently pulled the scar away and found that the wound had passed through the back muscle and heart from under the second rib of her back. It's only a few centimeters short of going through.
What a deep wound.
"Liang Yun, turn around and I'll check the whole body of the dead." Wen jinniang said without expression. No one knows how heavy her heart is at the moment.
The dead man was only in his early twenties and had two starving children. And the killer, this knife, didn't want her to survive.
"Good." Liang Yun obediently turned around and looked at other places.
Wen jinniang took a deep breath and peeled off the clothes of the dead one by one. She was surprised and couldn't breathe.
"How could that be..."
There was not a good piece of meat on the body of the deceased, the scars of whipping, the bruises of fists, the traces of fire
There are a lot of bloodless pinholes under the stomach.
"This is sadism." Wen jinniang murmurs to, in the heart suddenly a pain. She thought the victim was killed by a blow in the back, but now it seems that she was tortured to death.
Wen jinniang silently helped the dead put on clothes, touched the dead's face and closed her eyes.
Don't worry, I will give you justice.
"Liang Yun, let's go and catch the murderer."
"Well? Do you know who it is? " Liang Yun turns his head, but finds that Wen jinniang has gone to the gate. He immediately raises her long legs and follows her.
"I don't know."
"Who are you going to arrest?"
"Who? Arrest all those I suspect
"..." Liang Yun had nothing to say. He looked at the woman walking in front of him. Is she angry? What on earth did she see.
Along the way, the carriage galloped. Wen jinniang didn't take the initiative to talk to Liang Yun. She just lay on Liang Yun's shoulder with her eyes drooping. She didn't know what she was thinking.
Liang Yun was also silent. He always thinks that if he can't speak at the moment, he will probably die
Well, I'm not afraid. It's a normal courteous daughter-in-law, yes.
"I don't think the killer is Zhang."
"But I think it's Zhang."
Wen jinniang said a little, her brows locked, and she looked very distressed.
"The fatal wound in the back is very deep. It's not the strength of an old woman. But... "
But it's very likely that she did it. She needled, burned, twisted and pinched it. It's very like a woman did it.
"Now I doubt whether there is a man in Zhang's family, the husband of the deceased and next door to their family?"
"Well."
"I doubt it, too." Wen jinniang nodded, and then said her reason for doubting them. With a serious face, he even took out a pen and paper from the carriage to make a summary and reasoning of the case.
Liang Yun looked at Wen jinniang's writing. Wen jinniang's handwriting was a little strange and scribbled. However, I feel inexplicably that Wen jinniang's writing is so serious and gentle. Looking at the sweat of Wen jinniang's nose, Liang Yun suddenly felt that his heart was beating again.
"Jinniang..."
"Well?"
"You are so beautiful. I like you so much!"
……
Hehe, thank you. Wen jinniang's face was expressionless, and she was not affected by the sudden stupidity of the goods. Liang Yun in front of her, never serious but three seconds?
When the carriage returned to the yamen, Wen jinniang jumped lightly and stepped on the ground. Liang Yun shook his head helplessly, "don't you know to give me a chance to help you down?"
"Nerves." Wen jinniang looks at Liang Yun and automatically filters Liang Yun's words.
Since Wen jinniang's second marriage was destroyed by Chen Xiaowu, Liang Yun has been clinging to each other as his temperament has changed greatly. It's not really something everyone can enjoy. At least, jinniang felt uncomfortable.
"Liang Yun, first catch those people I suspect, lest they run away when they hear the news."
"Good."
"By the way," Wen jinniang suddenly looked up at Liang Yun and sat on the chair of the government office with her legs up“ You ask Lvzhu to prepare a wing room for me. "
Liang Yun listened, ears moved, and quickly poured a glass of water for Wen jinniang, with a face of pinching Mei“ Jinniang, do you want to live here? "
Wenjinniang nodded. She really planned to live here. Although she has a little clue about this case, she can't solve it all at once. She doesn't want to run back and forth in wenjiafu.
As for parents, ha ha, they have to go back by themselves. Let green bamboo take a message.
"Jinniang ~" Liang Yun suddenly approached, his eyes blinking, not to be pitied.
"Don't prepare the wing room, sleep on me..." on the bed. The last two words in Wen jinniang's eyes warn Sheng to swallow. Liang Yun thinks it's better not to say them.
Wronged, is it not good to warm your bed. Hum.
"I'm a little tired, Liang Yun. I want to sleep."
"Good." Liang Yun's voice unconsciously softened down. Maybe Wen jinniang didn't notice her tone. She just wanted to be a kid who wanted sugar, a girl who depended on others.
"It takes time to clean up the room. Sleep in my room first. I'll call you for dinner."
"Well." The soft voice was like a cat scratch, which made Liang Yun itch. Forbearance want to hold the hand of wenjinniang, with wenjinniang went to his room.
Through the curtain made of purple glazed beads, Liang Yun pulled the curtain open and let Wen jinniang in.
Unexpectedly, Liang Yun's room doesn't match the big liang mansion. A carved pear wood, a mahogany desk and a chair with cushion are the most valuable things in the whole room.
A neatly trimmed evergreen tree was placed on the table facing the sun. The whole house has been carefully cleaned and is spotless everywhere.
"Liang Yun, you are not Virgo, are you?"
"Jinniang, what are you talking about?" Liang Yun is a little confused. What is Virgo? Why do you ask?
"My family is from Guangsheng Lou Liang house in Chang'an." That's the question.
……
"I'm sleeping. You go out." It's hard to reason with this person without saying a word. Wenjinniang pushed Liang Yun and shut him out of the door.
Well, so I've been withdrawn from my room?
How could his daughter-in-law chase so slowly? Liang Yun thought unhappily.