Bone Painting Coroner

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That look is very strange!

Unfamiliar, Ji Jianhan could hardly recognize the daughter standing in front of him.

For a time, he was a little timid.

Unconsciously, his feet moved back a small step.

Ji Yunshu's cold ink eyes overflowed with determination.

Opening his lips again: "Luan'er is my only relative in this world. I will never let her die in vain. I will not only check, but also check carefully!"

"..."

The whole hall was silent!

Luaner is her only relative?What are they?

The first one to react and speak out is the Jiyuan post.

I stepped forward and said slightly: "Don't talk nonsense here, saying that Luan'er was forced to death, there is no evidence. Do you still think the matter is not big enough? The maidservant committed suicide by fearing her crimes. She eluted the crimes for you, otherwise you think, can you stand here?"

Zhen Zhen has a word!

Even Ji Muqing also joined in, came over, and raised his eyebrows.

Tao: "The third brother was right. Without evidence, Luaner did not poison and kill, and said she was forced to death. You might want to go back to the prison and take the crime of poisoning and murder. Can't do it yourself?"

"Don't embarrass us Ji family!" Ji Yuanzhi hummed.

Sing one harmony, it's like two monkeys doing tricks!

Perfect match!

Ji Wanxin coughed twice and became a peacemaker.

Weakly said, "Sister, three brothers, don't say that, Yunshu doesn't mean that."

"Shut up for me." Ji Muqing stared at her: "Are you still surnamed Ji? Turn your elbows out."

Abduction?

Sure enough, Ji Yunshu was never his family!

Listening to some words, Ji Yunshu lifted his lips with a thin sneer, with a sneer.

At the moment, she actually felt a little pitiful with them.

Probably noticing the smile on the corner of her mouth, Jiyuan asked her.

"Why are you laughing?"

She gave everyone a cold look, and said, "I laugh at you being pitiful, pitifully alive, but only a body, even the dead!"

"Dare you say we are not human?"

Ji Muqing was angry and raised her hand to hit her. The moment she waved, Ji Yunshu grabbed her by the wrist.

At the same time, raise your hand.

Snapped--

Heavy hit on Ji Muqing's over-painted left face!

Everyone was shocked!

But in surprise, Ji Yuan's job was furious, but Ji Yunshu dared to hit someone!

So he pulled Ji Muqing, who had not yet reacted, behind him, and raised his big palm.

Seeing Yao Zhaoshu's face waving away.

At the next moment, he was pinched by a powerful hand, and then used force to almost break his wrist!

"what-"

As the pain on his wrist continued to increase, Jiyuan's knees fell down, sweating and sweating.

Jing Rong's bloodthirsty and cold eyes were filled with mercury, staring at the Jiyuan post with poison.

"Fuck things, you dare to move the king's people!"

He knuckles hard, seems to crush the hand bones of the era office!

Ji Shuhan was shocked when he saw Jingrong, and then he knelt down and fell to the ground.

"See... King Garong."

At the next moment, except Ji Yunshu, all of them knelt on the ground.

Jingrong's narrow eyes glanced at them, not letting them get up.

Kneel, kneel well!

Ji Yuanzhi twisted his aching face, kneeled on the ground on one knee, and lifted his hand tightly on his head with Jing Rong.

Because it hurts so much, he can’t even say anything for mercy!

Seeing that his son was about to lose his hand, Ji Shuhan looked anxious.

Hurry to ask: "Your prince, the child is not sensible, and ran into you. Please raise your hand high and spare the child."

"She didn't hit Ben Wang, but Yunshu."

Calling her "Yunshu" in front of everyone, with a "domine" taste.

Ji Shuhan looked pale.

"Master, the children are just...just..."

"Fuck!"

Jing Rong interrupted.

When the arm flicked, the knuckles loosened

Ji Yuanzhi knelt on the ground with his broken hand, his head on the ground, his face sore with pain.

Just cry howl!

Mrs. Ji distressed her grandson, and quickly went to check on his injury.

Jing Rong clapped his hands and still did not let them get up.

Cold eyes swept again: "Recently, Lord Ji's house is really lively."

Ji Shuhan panicked: "The prince, are some trivial things in the family of Xiaguan, which makes ...... the prince bothered."

"Trivia? Did even human life count?" Jing Rong said slightly.

With a terrifying sense of deterrence!

Ji Shuhan didn't say a word, his eyes slightly dodge.

Jing Rong sneered, and then looked sideways, looking at Ji Yunshu beside him.

Seriously said: "Don't you want to check Luan'er who was forced to death? Well, this king will check with you. If someone dares to stop, this king will kill him."

Kneeling on the ground, people are trembling!

Ji Yunshu's face was still deserted, rubbing his unshakable tenacity, and stepped forward, looking at the people on the ground.

"No matter who is killing the Luaner, Ji Yunshu swears that I will never be soft-hearted, even if it is the righteousness to kill the parents."

The tone was a bit harsh!

Uh!

This remark is like it is determined that Luan's death is related to one of them!

That's right, these people can't do anything for the reputation of Ji Family.

She said no more, turned around, left the hall, and went to the Xiyuan where she lived.

Jing Rong looked at her like this, and his heart hurt.

The small step chased up, and there was no opening to call the people on the ground.

After Jing Rong left, the house was full of talents.

Ji Yuanzhi still held his hand "Oops" and shouted, and Mrs. Ji on the side was very distressed!

Ji Muqing covered her blushing face and burst into tears.

It's such a big growth, I was slapped for the first time!

As for Ji Shuhan, after getting up from the ground, he sighed, that is, angry and helpless!

But there was a look, but with elusive emotions, he kept staring at the back of Jing Rong's fading away.

That is Ji Wanxin!

Her sickly-looking face seemed to have a dark energy as it paled.

She didn't understand why, she couldn't attract his attention?

...

On the way back to Xiyuan, Ji Yunshu said nothing, and Jing Rong was beside her.

For a long time, Jing Rong only comforted: "Don't be too sad about Luan's death."

She did not answer and went on.

Jing Rong suddenly stepped forward, blocking her way.

Distressed between the brows, looked down at her: "You feel uncomfortable, don't need to hide, this king said not to trap you, but he didn't say you didn't make your roof eaves, even if it's stormy and snowy, just This king has bricks and tiles, so he will avoid the wind for you."

His words are always gentle, with a manly spirit.

It's really warm!

She avoided that gaze and red eyes.

Light whisper: "Master Xie repeatedly tried to help, I will remember it in my heart, but now, I just want to find out the real murderer immediately."

"Where to check?"

"Where Luan committed suicide."

With her head down, she had bypassed the scenery and strode forward.

Jingrong keeps up.

When I arrived at the courtyard of Xiyuan, I pushed open the door of the house. What I saw was a piece of white damask hanging on the beam of the house. The stool under the white damask was also inverted.

After Luaner was carried to Yizhuang, nobody moved her house at all.

Fortunately, I hope she still has the evidence!

Jing Rong stood aside, not intending to disturb her.

Ji Yunshu walked over to the pot rack in the room with a pot of water on it.

She put her fingertips in, dipped some water, and put it in the tip of her nose.

Sure enough, it smells like water orange.

Immediately, she took out the note left by Luan'er and looked at the fingerprint on it. After thinking for a moment, she immediately placed herself in the sandalwood box in the room and opened it.

Take out a pen, stain it with ink, and draw it finely on the paper.

Soon, the fingerprint printed on the note appeared more clearly on the paper.

Jingrong walked over and asked her strangely.

"Is this a fingerprint?"

Looking at the fingerprint, she said firmly: "This is what the man who killed the Luaner left behind."

"So sure?"

"This handprint is printed underneath the words, which is enough to show that when Luaner wrote this note, someone handed it to her, which left this relatively large, man-like fingerprint. ." Ji Yunshu analysis.

Jing Rong thought for a while: "Is that possible? Someone touched this paper a long time ago and left it!"

"Impossible." Ji Yunshu's tone was more determined, and he continued: "This fingerprint has a smell of water orange. Probably in this world, only the water basin in my house will add water orange, because water orange can expel corpse. Smell, so every time Luaner changes the water, he will add a little to the water according to my request, so that person must wash his hands in the basin in the house, and then give this note to Luaner, so only This fingerprint is left, and the mark under the water orange mark will only appear for six hours. After the six hours, the essence of the water orange will dry, and the fingerprint will disappear, so it is calculated according to time , There is absolutely nothing wrong."

With this explanation, Jing Rong nodded: "So, can you tell who the fingerprint is?"

Ji Yunshu took the paper: "Probably God is also helping me."

With that said, he handed the painting he had just painted to Jing Rong and asked, "Lord, look, what's different about this fingerprint?"

Jing Rong looked closely and said, "If the fingerprints of ordinary people are printed on paper, the middle position should be deeper and more obvious, but this fingerprint is missing a part in the middle, only the thin fingerprints on the outside. "

Yes, on the screen, it is indeed a fingerprint, but the middle part of the fingerprint is missing, or even no fingerprint.

Isn't that man missing a piece of meat between his fingers?

Ji Yunshu nodded: "This is the thumbprint of the thumb. The man who killed the Luaner didn’t have a fingerprint in the middle of the thumb. Either the person’s finger was deep in the middle of the finger, or the middle was injured. There is a scab, so the fingerprint in the middle will not be printed on it."

"Wait..." Jing Rong suddenly looked dignified, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

His eyes suddenly lighted up and said, "If this king is not wrong..."

"Yeye knows who it is?" Ji Yunshu was excited.

Jing Rong slowly spit out three words: "Ji Yuan Duan!"