V1.C10

What should she say? Zhuo Qing gently pulled the corners of her lips and said lazily, "I passed by."

Passing by?!

Everyone is gaping. What's the answer!?

Lou Xiyan rubbed her nose, pretended to cough, so as not to laugh. pass by?! Thanks to him.

He's... He's just scorning the court! Wu Zhigang was so angry that his face turned black. He was ignorant. Where was this court! Forgetting that Lou Xiyan was still by his side, Wu Zhigang went to the middle of the hall, pointed to Zhuo Qing and said angrily, "what a shame! Come on! Give me him "

" Lord Wu. " Wu Zhigang came to his senses, turned back and said respectfully, "what do you want from the prime minister?"

Got up and stroked the slightly wrinkled skirt, Lou Xiyan asked: "where is the body now?"

Wu Zhigang looked at the Yamen servant who came to report. The Yamen servant replied in a hurry: "he is still in prison."

Through the hall, Lou Xiyan walked towards the side door. Wu Zhigang was shocked and immediately followed him, saying: "Lou Xiang, are you here?"

"Let me do the autopsy in the past. The prime minister has to supervise himself. Is it suicide or homicide?" Lou Xiyan is neither warm nor hot. He can't see whether he is happy or angry. He follows him in fear. Wu Zhigang's vest has already been wet.

As soon as Mrs. Lin heard that she was going to have a post-mortem examination, she had to rush forward. Lin Bokang died suddenly. The villagers wanted to see clearly, and a group of people rushed forward. By the side door, the Yamen's long staff had already been horizontal: "you can't go in!"

Mrs. Lin's hand, which was holding the stick tightly, trembled violently. As she collided, she cried: "why? That's my husband

Wu Si's strong body blocked Mrs. Lin's side, and his simple and honest face was full of requests: "officer elder brother, let's go in!"

"No way!" The Yamen officers did not even look at them. There was no room for them to turn around.

Zhuo Qing leaned against the doorframe and watched the tug of war between the villagers and the Yamen servants. They didn't understand anything, and it was useless to go in. It's better to pray that the Louxiang was wise and practical. After yawning, Zhuo Qing turns around and goes out. She's sleepy to death. She hasn't had a good sleep since she arrived at this place inexplicably. She wants to find a place to have a good rest and think about what to do next.

Feet just stepped out of the threshold, a spring like clear male voice sounded: "let them in."

The visitors were the bodyguards of Louxiang. The Yamen officers did not dare to stop them. They immediately let go of the long staff, and the villagers rushed in with Mrs. Lin.

Good voice, Zhuo Qing curious look back, a white shadow suddenly appeared in the side door. He is Lou Xiyan's bodyguard. He squints slightly. Zhuo Qing looks at him secretly. His height is 190. His skin is snow-white. His dark brown hair matches him very well. His facial features are clear. His sky blue eyes are like crystal clear glass. All in all, he is a top-quality man of mixed blood. But the most special thing is not these. He doesn't have too much expression on his face. He looks neither cold nor gentle. She doesn't like a kind of alienated temperament, but she has to admit that it's very charming!

The man suddenly walked towards her. Zhuo Qing lowered her hat brim and waited for him to walk past. But he stopped beside her and said calmly in an indifferent voice: "let's go."

"Where to?" Zhuo Qing pretends to be a fool.

"I don't mind doing it." With the indifferent answer, the pale hand tightly grasped Zhuo Qing's arm.

"Stop! I'll go myself. " I'm going to die, so hard!

Mo Bai slowly let go, walk in front without saying a word, Zhuo Qing rolled a white eye, the original era of bodyguards must be cool! Unwilling to follow him into the cell, over him, Zhuo Qing cold hummed: "look at you have a pair of such beautiful eyes, I don't care about you." Otherwise, she still has a bad habit of revenge!

Mo Bai is stunned, beautiful? Because of these eyes, he was abandoned by his family. Everyone said that he was a ghost. He had no relatives, no friends, and no one even dared to look him in the eyes. Such eyes, he said beautiful!?

A touch of irony in the eyes of a flash, pale face, is still the same indifference.

Prison

Zhuo Qing made seven turns and eight turns, and finally came to Lin Bokang's cell.

Zhuo Qing carefully observed the surrounding environment. The cell was just in the innermost part of the whole prison. The Yamen on duty didn't come in and couldn't see the cell at all. And I don't know whether it was by coincidence or on purpose, several cells near this cell are empty, that is to say, there are basically no witnesses to what happened in the cell.

The door of the cell was already full of people. Zhuo Qing was standing on the outside, but she could see the body still hanging under the beam. The face of the dead was blue purple, swelling obviously, and there were scattered bleeding spots on her face. It should have been suffocated. Right, looking down, Zhuo Qing's eyebrows frowned unconsciously.

"See you, Prime Minister!" Behind a male voice suddenly rang out, Zhuo Qing looked back, a middle-aged man in his thirties rushed to, is facing Lou Xiyan bow salute.

"Who are you?" Mouth asked is a middle-aged man, Lou Xiyan's eyes only stay in Zhuo Qing. Just now he was staring at the corpse with keen and attentive eyes. Last night, jingsa checked all night. There was no disfigured teenager in niujiazhuang. Who was he? Was it his idea to rob Qingfeng? What was his intention? All about him, Lou Xiyan is very interested to know!The middle-aged man respectfully replied, "Wang Bingsheng, a villain, is a work of a poet in the Tianfu. He has been inspecting the corpse for more than ten years."

What do you want to do? It's the ancient forensic medicine. When it comes to autopsy, he looks confident and even conceited. Zhuo Qing is in a better mood after being agitated for a day. She wants to see how they examine the corpse.

"Well, then you should have a good test, whether he committed suicide or homicide." He only considered the facts of the case, but did not think of people. If it was homicide, the case would involve a lot of people. It is not a simple person who can kill people in yingtianfu prison.

"Yes."

Wang Bingsheng enters the cell, and the Yamen officers have taken down the body.

With her blue purple face and swelling, she could hardly see her original appearance, and her stiff body was lying on the ground. Mrs. Lin couldn't bear the blow and collapsed to the ground: "husband... Be careful, madam!" The villagers helped Mrs. Lin back to one side. Zhuo Qing approached the cell. He saw that Wuzuo raised the dead man's head, checked his wrists, and looked at the dead man's hands and feet. Within five minutes, he stood up, walked to Lou Xiyan and said, "I'll tell you, prime minister, the corpse has a purple face, both hands and feet are vertical, and there are burning spots on his feet The bruise on his neck extends to the back of his left and right ears. It seems that he committed suicide and hanged himself. It's his belt. "