Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!Chapter 127 The Inn Murder Case (1)

Rouge gouache?

Ji Yunshu said she did not know how to pick!

In modern times, she is still in the library reading books outside of work. She is always facing up to the sky all day long, and she is too lazy to draw a stroke of eyebrows. Smudge, what brand she never cares about!

The lips of the veil lightly opened: "I will not pick this rouge gouache, dead people, but will pick one."

Ok?

Zhang catching his head looked down on the woman, not to mention the thin Ji Yunshu in front of him.

Pull into the topic: "Girl, I advise you to stay in the room well, don't interfere in this matter."

Ji Yunshu is clear, this man is a macho.

I instantly felt that Jingrong was simply great.

Too lazy to grind her lips again, she walked to Jing Rong and whispered, "Can it be stopped?"

"Go ahead."

"Ok!"

Ji Yunshu walked across the door and went towards the room where the accident occurred.

Zhang catches her head to see her going in, trying to stop quickly.

At the next moment, Jing Rong uttered a command: "Stop me, no one wants to influence Ji girl's post-mortem."

"Yes!"

The people in Jingrong are all masters.

It's Zhang catching his head, but he's doing a good job, but he's still caught by Lang Po.

"I advise you not to fight against my son, and you want to solve the case, no girl Ji can do it!"

"Who the hell are you?"

Lang Bo took out a sign from his waist, and it appeared in front of him.

After seeing clearly the words on the sign, Zhang Seotou's serious face was stunned, and he glanced at the scene again, just preparing to lean down.

Jing Rong raised his hand and hooked his lips and said, "You don't have to say anything, you just go away."

This is the lord!

Bigger than the officials of the prefecture of Yuzhou, Zhang arrested his composure, so he let all his people aside.

And Jing Rong has already passed behind Ji Yunshu!

There is still suspicion at this moment about Zhang Chaotou. A woman can find out the murder?

So he asked Lang Po: "You just said that Ji girl can have a post-mortem, is she a suicide?"

This one……

Langpo is not easy to answer, after all, after listening to Ji Yunshu, what she tested was the heart, liver, spleen, lung, and kidney, she was just a painter!

Think for a while and answer: "No!"

Immediately, Lang Po ordered two people to stay at the door.Looking at Wei Yi, he followed him.

Zhang Jutou couldn't understand it, since it wasn't Wu Zuo, how could he say autopsy?

He shook his head and walked quickly.

In the room where the accident happened, Ji Yunshu first looked around, everything was very regular, and there was no sign of being impressed.

Instead, his eyes looked at the corpse on the ground.

She squatted down, took a veil from her waist, wrapped it around her index finger and middle finger, and twisted the deceased's head sideways, revealing two strangles on her neck.

One streak is indeed flush with the neck, even in a somewhat downward direction, and the other one extends upward to the ear.

The feet of the deceased were not stiff down.

She lifted the deceased's hands again, and there were some fine rags and dander in her nails.

On the thumb of the deceased, there is a wide white circle, which should be caused by wearing the finger all the year round, but the finger is not seen around.

Could it be a robbery?

Ji Yun looked at it comfortably, and noticed that there were some smooth things on the wrists of the deceased's hands.

She wiped a little with her finger and put it on the tip of her nose, it was oil!

He got up, put the handkerchief aside, and asked towards the shopkeeper: "Excuse me, when did this person live in the store?"

The shopkeeper didn't know where a girl appeared, but he answered honestly.

"Probably, at noon."

"A person?"

"Yes, one person."

"The deceased has been dead for about half an hour. Can anyone come in before? Or, what fighting sounds have been heard?"

This can make the shopkeeper's question dumb, he just counts the money!

Turning his head, he pushed up a shop little two and pointed at him: "You ask him."

Xiaoer took a few looks and lowered his head: "Girl, this... There are so many people in the inn, I didn't pay much attention, but this person has never been out of the room since I came in. I don't really know anything else. Now."

What I said is sincere!

Jing Rong stepped forward, walked to her, and whispered, "How is it? What can I find?"

She frowned with a nose on her eyebrows and looked at him: "Do you remember the person who hit me before going upstairs?"

"remember!"

"There is a layer of oil on the wrist of the deceased, and the smell of this oil is a smell of sesame. I have also smelled that person's body."

Jing Rong seemed to understand what she meant, nodding, turning around, lifting his jaw, and said to the shopkeeper: "Your inn, are you using sesame oil?"

"Yes."

He waved his sleeve violently: "Go, call up the people working in the kitchen in your inn."

"what?"

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded. How could a person called the kitchen come up, turned his head and glanced at Zhang Jiaotou, as if waiting for his instructions.

Seeing Zhang Jietou nodded, he called all the people in the kitchen.

There are ten people in the kitchen, plus dishes and dishes.

Ji Yunshu recognized the man who hit him at a glance. When he saw his eyes panicked, he dodged, and his hands were deliberately hidden behind him.

Naturally, it is greasy.

Walking to him, Ji Yunshu asked: "Half an hour ago, I saw you hurried down the stairs. Then, did you come in here?"

The man was trembling with shock when he heard it, and shook his head again and again: "I... I haven't come in!"

"You are clearly a guilty conscience."

"No, I really don't!"

"There is sesame oil on the wrist of the deceased, and there is still some dander in the nails. Do you dare to expose your hand, let me see if there are any signs of being scratched."

"..."

The man's hands were squeezed tightly behind him, probably because of his courage. Then he was scolded by Ji Yunshu. The whole person panicked, his body shook, and he prepared to rush out of the crowd and ran away.

Before this two steps were ran away, he was immediately caught by several arrests.

Zhang Jutou was an impatient person and an irritable person. He lifted up the sleeve of the man's sleeve. Sure enough, there were signs of scratches on the back of his hand.

At the next moment, he took the knife handle and slammed it against the man's stomach.

"Kill someone who wants to run? You haven't recruited them. How did you kill someone?"

The man bowed his back, with a painful expression on his face, and asked desperately, "I didn't kill, I really didn't kill, let me go."

"Leave you? If you didn't kill someone, what are you running for?"

"I……"

"Take you back to the Yamen, to see if your mouth is still hard." Zhang Jietou looked angry, and commanded the two arresters: "Bring him back and question him."

"slow!"

Ji Yunshu stopped in time.

Zhang arrested his head and looked back at her, his eyes rising puzzled: "Girl, there are indeed traces of scratches on the back of his hand, and the evidence is conclusive."

At this moment, Ji Yunshu had a headache!

Doesn't it mean that ancient human nature is very slow?Why are all of them impatient?

She shook her head slightly.

"When did I say that he was a murderer?"