Bone Painting Coroner

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Because of her words, everyone sighed.

Ji Yunshu took a small step, walked up beside Zhang Daqi, and said, "And among those who died, the murderer also lost his love. He was heartbroken, depressed all day long, and almost died, but until One day..." She lifted the yellow paper in her hand that might break when the wind blows. "He turned to this piece of paper left by his ancestors and saw the thirty-two characters on it, only to know the original There is a dry well under the base of the Buddha, so in order to prevent the strange things in Zhangjia Village from continuing, he started what the Zhang family's ancestors did not complete... the sacrifice."

Uh!

It seemed as though a gust of wind slowly poured in.

Everyone shuddered.

Arm trembling!

When he heard the words, Jing also sneered. "Don't be alarmist here, what priest? What thirty-two characters? It's clear that you made up and intentionally tried to excuse Zhang Daqi."

Jing Rong immediately went back, "This is the most real evidence, so why would you be alarmist? It's much more empirical than your empty hands and no evidence to conclude that Zhang Daqi is the murderer."

"you……"

"Yi Wang can't bear to keep listening."

"..."

Jing Yi's face was blue.

Grunted.

The two of them seemed to be burning a blaze.

Upon seeing this, Master Li quickly broke the fire, and Zhao Jiyunshu asked, "Mr. Ji, I don't know where this piece of paper came from in your hand?"

Ji Yunshu returned: "From Zhang Daqi's house."

"Then the murderer is Zhang Daqi?"

"No, the murderer is not him."

"Who is that?"

Ji Yunshu stared at Zhang Daqi, who was shaking on the ground, and said, "It's his father, Zhang Yicheng."

Cut the nail!

Zhang Yicheng.

Hearing these three words, Zhang village head was surprised, as if he was being taken seriously.

Zhang Yicheng, he knows!

"No... impossible! How could it be Zhang Zhang? How could he kill someone?"

Zhang Daqi was also very excited. He opened his mouth and said, "Ahhhhh," he was half-sounded, meaning he was speechless.

Master Li asked, "Mr. Ji, do you have evidence?"

"Of course!"

She took out a veil, lit the small black body wrapped in it in front of everyone's eyes, and took out the square silver piece which was taken from Zhang Laohan's wheelchair.

Then, I repeated my previous conclusions one by one in the lobby of the criminal department.

The murderer suffers from bone blight.

When killing, the medicine rubbed into Gao Meng's ear.

Was seen by Silly Si at that time, so when the lights of Zhang Family Ancestral Hall went out, he rolled out of a wheelchair and killed Silsi Si with a silver needle.

"As long as you find Mr. Zhang, you know whether he is applying this medicine on his hand? And the most important thing is that he can pierce the silver needle into the stupid heavenly cover so accurately in the dark. It can be seen that his eyes are unusual, as long as Please ask the young doctor of Yuhuage, Mo Gongzi, to know it naturally." After that, she looked at Jing Yi again. "As for what Yi Yi wrote in the case, he thought Zhang Daqi's blood was on the stone, so he looked at him. It’s a funny story for the murderer, without reason."

Ha ha!

Jing Yi: "Mr. Ji, the blood on the stone, or did you personally test it out, could it be fake?"

"Of course not."

"Since it is not false, then you are talking about, if the murderer is not Zhang Daqi, why is there blood of the deceased on the stone and Zhang Daqi's blood."

Ji Yunshu smiled with contempt, "It seems that just now, Yi Wang did not listen carefully to those thirty-two words."

"..."

"Mixed with blood, the Buddha in the well, means that if you want to complete the priest, you must mix the blood with the blood of the dead and put it in the well, so every time Zhang Laohan kills a person, he will take blood on the face of his son, Because the cleanest and freshest blood in the human body is the blood on the human face."

Ok?

Jing also retorted, "But since there are eight people, why is there only seven scars on Zhang Daqi's face?"

He seemed to catch Ji Yunshu's leak, intending to step on his feet.

Just by--

"Yi Wang not only didn't listen carefully to the thirty-two words, it turned out that he didn't even look carefully at his eyes." Ji Yunshu stepped forward and lifted Zhang Daqi's hair back, exposing the eighth of the ear to the jawbone Road scars."

The truth is clear!

Zhang Daqi screamed "erhhhhhhh."

Tears.

And Jing was like being pushed to the edge of a cliff, with rocks falling at his feet. If he didn't pay attention, he would fall into the abyss.

He was not reconciled, grabbed the last straw, and asked, "Then how do you explain that Gao Mengshu will go to that broken temple? Where did the smell of tiger skin come from in his hand? If the explanation is unclear, then this Everything is forged by you."

Ji Yunshu said nothing.

Jing Rong snapped his fingers in a hurry.

Immediately, someone brought in a tiger skin.

Throw it on the ground.

The taste of tiger skin is great.

Ok?

He explained, "This is an excellent tiger skin collected by Zhang Laohan, which has not been thoroughly deodorized. It is from Nanlin, just like the tiger skin brought to Beijing by Gao Meng. This king has already checked it. I have been to Nanlin Anlang. Presumably, he and Gao Meng should have known each other. Therefore, we will know that Gao Meng was born in a cloudy year and a cloudy month. A few days ago, Gao Meng entered the Beijing business, he knew it early. Wang guessed that he should be on the grounds that he had a tiger skin in his hand to sell to him. At that time, he was appointed to the broken temple. When the two talked about buying and selling, the taste of tiger skin would naturally be left in their hands."

"Nonsense." Jing also scolded.

"Since Yi Wang thinks it's nonsense, then I don't know how you explain it, the weird death method of those dead and what Mr. Ji said just now?"

"This..." He was speechless and looked at Wen Xian around him.

Wen Shisan understood what he meant, and apparently asked him to save the field.

but--

Wen Thirteen stepped forward and said, "The way of death of those deceased is really weird. Before that, Wenmou was puzzled, but only after listening to the explanations of Mr. Ji and Rong Wang, the doubts in his heart finally became clear. It seems that Zhang Daqi was wronged, and the murderer was his father Zhang Yicheng."

Uh!

what?

Jing Yi was extremely shocked, and his face was extremely dark.

Unexpectedly, he would be bitten back by his dog.

"Thirteen, you..."

"Your lord, Wen Mou is just talking about things, what Mr. Ji said is indeed well-founded."

Jing Yi exploded with green muscles on his forehead, squeezing his fists.

There was an instant of killing in his eyes.

"Cough cough..."

At this moment, some of the onlookers coughed violently.

I saw that a man wearing a hat and a ricket squeezed the crowd hard and walked in step by step. The shoes were very ragged and muddy and muddy.

As he came in, he took off the hat on his head, revealing a vicissuous, wrinkled face.

Zhang Laohan!