Chapter 1135

Little seven slightly surprised looking at Jun Zi Lin, he stretched out his hand to scratch his head, way, "this, it is not to check. But there was only one sloppy woman in the yard... "

"What are you doing? That woman is Mr. Teng. Don't you hurry?" Jun Zilin heard someone, heart read a move, without saying a word big scold, followed the man behind to see, loud command: "go!"

Zhou Jin was so ordered by AI Fei that he was a little stunned, but he followed him with a smile. He rode forward to find Teng Gongzi disguised as a woman.

"I'll bring people here!"

Xiao Qi Dawu left without saying a word.

Zhou Jin's horse slowed down behind him. Seeing the worried appearance of his concubine, he laughed: "I'm afraid it's a lot of bad luck to be delayed by Xiao Qi."

"What do you mean?"

Jun Zi Lin doesn't want to hear this kind of dejected words now. It's hard to find here. How can it be more or less bad.

If you tell her that young master NATO ran away again, you can believe it.

Quietly into the city, Jin Wang and his wife to follow the small carving to the desolate yard. It's just that before he arrived, Xiao Qi came back again. This time, different from the last time, Xiao Qi looked very dejected.

Jun Zilin dismounted and walked towards him. Unexpectedly, he knelt down on the ground with a thump, "it's my subordinate's fault. Young master NATO has already --"

if you go down, Jun Zilin has already guessed. She clenched her fist, turned her head and glared at Zhou Jin. It was the crow's mouth.

Zhou Jin didn't like it. He received the eyes of AI Fei. He knew what to do next. He said to Xiao Qi, "it's not good to do something. Go and get it..." Fifty army stick and other words have not yet said, Jun Zilin cool voice interrupted him, "now is not the time to punish people, let's go to see the body first!"

After so much effort, I finally got a dead man.

Jun Zilin endured the anger and went to the wasteland yard with a dignified look.

Although Ma Jin followed the dead once a week, it is enough to show that he followed the dead once a week. The murderer just wanted to kill people because the people who died knew something more or less.

When all the people who know the inside story are killed, those who are exposed will be safe.

Fortunately, Zhou Jin never felt sorry for what he had lost. Therefore, when Teng Gongzi died, they could make up for it.

Arriving at the deserted courtyard, I saw a woman dressed in rags under the starlight, lying face down on the ground. From the back, there was no injury.

Jun Zilin came forward, looked at it carefully from top to bottom, and then reached out to turn the person over. Xiao Qi quickly came over and turned the man over, and there was no wound on the front.

There are five finger marks in the neck, which are strangled.

The woman took the knife from his neck and made sure that gongzilin didn't show his chest.

She seems to be pinning her hopes on the fact that Teng Gongzi will miraculously wake up in a while.

Xiao Qi doesn't dare to talk. If it wasn't for his negligence, Teng would not have died.

If he could see that rattan was pretending to be this woman earlier, he would not let others take advantage of it.

"Take the body away."

Jun Zi Lin stands up and orders coldly.

The party returned to the inn of Chengzheng city with the body.

Muhambo was looking forward to their return. Seeing Enron, he was relieved. He met them at the door.

"The body..." Xiao Qi rushes forward and asks in a low voice. Seeing that the Lord is nearby, he doesn't dare to speak so as not to find his existence and get stuck again.

Jun Zi Lin seems to be worried about his worries, and immediately stops, slightly side head, voice down, but said: "wrap up the body, don't let the people in the inn know, put it into my room."

It is obviously inappropriate to put the corpse in the Yamen.

Jun Zilin decided to dissect all night.

Zhou Jin, who was walking ahead, seemed to hear it. He stopped slightly and looked back.

Jun Zi Lin hurriedly catch up with him and smile at him. Several people go upstairs to talk with each other.

"What's the matter, Mr. rattan?" Muhan rushed forward, thinking that he had found the living Mr. rattan. Who would have thought that before he finished speaking, Xiaoqi came in with a long thing, which was still covered with a robe. How could it look like a corpse.

Immediately muhambo stopped talking.

Put the corpse on the two spliced tables. Jun Zilin looks at Mu Hanbo. The meaning of seeing off the guests is obvious.

"Xiao lin'er, why did you bring the dead in? You should have brought the living. It seems that people are ahead of others!" Muhanbo hasn't solved the mystery yet. He can't sleep. Of course, he won't go back to his room.

Seeing that Jun Zilin didn't speak, Mu Hanbo said, "how did people die and who killed them? Do you know all that?"

"Don't you say it's ready? How can it happen again? The real rattan is not dead. There are not many people who know about it. Where did he leak the information? "When Mu Hanbo asked, Jun Zilin's pretty face froze and said coldly, "when I found out that the dead man was not Teng Gongzi, I sent a group of people to watch over master Zeng and his eldest son. As soon as there is a tip off, there will be a bodyguard. Now it seems that there is no movement there. "

"So where did the information come from?" Mu Hanbo frowned, "this mouse hole, if you can't find it, you will be subject to it everywhere in the future!"

Jun Zilin certainly knew that she had been thinking about it when she came here.

However, muhanbo put it forward, and she might as well analyze it carefully: "this matter is perfect, and I don't have a clue at the moment." It is precisely because there is no clue that we need an autopsy to see if there is any clue.

Jun Zilin closed her eyes and ran about in the evening. She turned to sit in the chair and stayed in the room. It was a little warm, but she was still a little tired.

Small seven eyes quick, quickly pour a cup of hot tea to pass in the past, Jun Zi Lin took over, only warm the cold hand.

"Have you ever thought that the mastermind is someone else? Or does the killer have the right to kill himself? " Mohanbo road.

Jun Zilin shook her head and insisted: "Constable Ding is ordered to hold down the servants of Zeng's family until evening. This period of time is enough. Only in the evening can we know that the dead man is not rattan. This has won us time to find rattan. If the Zeng family informs the murderer to kill at this time, it will be under our surveillance. "

"Maybe Constable Ding and Zeng's family have been together for a long time?" Mohanbo disagrees.

Jun Zilin could not rule out such a tiny possibility. Although she was sure that Constable Ding could not do such a silly thing, she nodded, raised her head, looked at Mu Hanbo with keen eyes, and said: "you can try him."

Everything is absolute, and she can hear different voices.

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