Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!237 Linshan opens the coffin

When it came to Linshan, it was already dead!

Originally this was a desolate place, but at this moment it was surrounded by officials.

Dozens of torches were plugged into the ground all around, and the dark ruin area was illuminated very brightly.

Jing Zhaoyin is here, Dali Temple Shaoqing is here, and even the servants who have been in the criminal department soon.

Even more strange is that even the courtier Shen Changqin is there.

Is this case linked to the courtesy department?

Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong came down from the carriage, and the officials stepped forward.

"Why is the Lord coming?"

It was Mr. Shaoqing Yu from Dali Temple who spoke.

This person is a smiling tiger, the official tone is very round, and he is also very slippery.

It was originally just a small civil servant in Dali Temple who wrote records!

The road to promotion is only half a year.

Awesome!

Even Dali Siqing was a little jealous of him, for fear that this man would climb all the way and take away the position of his righteous master, it would be a terrible disaster.

Therefore, Dali Temple Qing is a master on the bright side, but secretly, he pleases this Dali Temple Shaoqing who is two grades lower than himself.

Jing Rong glanced at him, and did not like this person, and asked Jing Zhaoyin instead.

"When will it be finished?"

"It is estimated that it will be noon tomorrow, and the fastest thing will be tomorrow morning."

"The movements are a little more brisk. The weather has been bad recently.

"Yes."

Jing Zhaoyin turned his head and shouted the people under his hand to hurry up.

Lord Yu on the side was stiff!

Ji Yun stood quietly beside Jing Rong, watching the people cut down the messy branches on the tomb with a knife, and watched someone holding a torch to burn the grass.

She yelled out—

"Slow down!"

Stop it!

The people holding the torches shook their hands, and the torches almost fell.

The crowd cast strange eyes on Ji Yunshu.

This... is that Mr. Ji?

Isn't she wearing a mask?

That fair face really looks like a woman!

Ignoring these strange eyes, Ji Yunshu walked past calmly.

He said to the people with the torches: "The corpse has been buried under the ground for 14 years. The body has been corrupted, leaving only a pile of white bones. Although the human bones are relatively hard, they are also very fragile. If you burn it with fire, The grass on the ground has an open fire. When the temperature is high, it will affect the white bones in the coffin. The autopsy will make it difficult to distinguish the appearance."

This explanation, everyone suddenly!

"It turns out there's still this kind of attention!"

Jing Zhaoyin's busy people let the torches be removed, and they would just dig the soil and raise the coffin.

"Fortunately, Mr. Ji reminded, otherwise it would be bad." Jing Zhao Yin Pei was overwhelmed.

The title of "Mr. Ji" has already started after the disappearance and the incident of Qu Jiang.

Such a figure, how can Master Dali Temple Shaoqing Yu stand idle?

When I stepped forward, I said flatly: "I wanted to say a few words to Mr. Ji, but the husband is too busy and the officer is not easy to disturb. I am really lucky today."

Thank you for your sister!

Reply with a smile, no answer!

Immediately turned his eyes on Shen Changqin.

The future second brother-in-law.

"This is Master Shen, right?"

Shen Changqin is a courtier of the courtesy of nature, and his temperament is naturally more rigorous and gentle. He nodded and politely bowed his hand: "Just right."

"I have long heard that Mr. Shen is honest and clean, he is in an orderly manner, and his appearance is dignified.

"Mr. has won the prize, but this officer is not as good as Mr., it is really admirable to see Mr. Mr. investigating the case. As for the dignified appearance, it is just a skin."

The rites are the rites.

The way of speaking is different from the use of words!

Ji Wanxin will marry this person in the future, and life will surely be happy!

Ji Yunshu nodded, no longer responding.

In the conversation between people, Jing Rong's face was black and smelly!

This is the case of the millennium vinegar jar, which can be overthrown whenever and wherever possible.

This just sent away Su Ziluo, how come another Shen Changqin?

But Jingrong is not annoying.

At this time, someone shouted: "Come out."

At first glance, a coffin was dug in the leftmost place, which was tied up with thick rope and pulled up.

Everyone gathered around, and the torch leaned up.

The bulky coffin was slowly pulled up and steadily placed on the ground.

In the air, there was a smell of decayed wood, and the smell of aged Cangzhu.

Ji Yunshu took two steps in front of the coffin. Everyone else twisted her nose, but if nothing happened, she tapped her finger and tapped on the coffin a few times.

"This is nanmu, which is relatively thick and has a low density. There should be no water in it."

"Density?" Jingzhao Yin is unknown.

"For the time being, use water-soaked paper to seal the mouth of the coffin, lift it back, and open the coffin tomorrow."

She asked.

Jing Rong frowned: "Why use water-soaked paper?"

"In order not to let the white bones inside get polluted by air, and because it is lifted all the way back this night, it must be covered with moisture, so seal it with water-soaked paper and attack it with poison."

What?

I heard it in the clouds!

Others scratched their heads, but Jing Rong was used to it. He heard a lot of strange words.

According to Ji Yunshu's instructions, Jing Zhaoyin's people quickly handled the coffin and carried it to the idle house in the west of the city.

Immediately afterwards, several more dug out.

A little bit of time passed, and the mountains in the middle of the night were naturally much colder.

But Ji Yunshu didn't dare to leave, fearing that these rough men would not handle the coffin properly, causing problems inside.

Therefore, she could only stay on Linshan all night.

Of course, if she does not leave, Jingrong will not leave, Jingrong will not leave, and those officials will not dare to leave.

Until the next morning, 67 coffins were dug out.

Ji Yunshu went to the mansion in the west of the city with the last dug out coffin.

Before that, Jing Rong took her a hand and said: "Take a break."

"I am not tired!"

"Stubborn woman."

"..."

That's how she investigated the case!

I haven’t eaten or drank for three days and nights.

Finally, Jing Rong had to go with her.

The house in the west of the city is called Zhuxi Garden. Although the area is only half the size of Rongwang Mansion, the layout is very good.

Like the name of this house, there are bamboos and streams.

Very quiet!

Bad environment!

Only in the backyard, there were 67 coffins neatly arranged, which was really infiltrating.

Ji Yunshu dismissed Jing Zhaoyin's people and said, "You don't have to come before the portraits come out."

"No need to help?"

"not needed for now."

"okay!"

Jing Zhao Yin Rong Jing Rong arched his hand, and then took all the people away.

Master Yu and Shen Changqin also left.

Go back to sleep!

In the spacious backyard, only Ji Yunshu, Jing Rong and several of his bodyguards were left.

"67, fourteen years old, are all burned to death. If you want to draw them one by one, it will be difficult for a year."