Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!A pair of eyes stared at Song Qi when he stopped talking.

Song Zhi was not in a hurry, but also modest and courteous, Master Zhuo Zhuo bowed.

Master Zhuo squinted him under the mountain, but he actually knew him. After all, Song Zhi was a talent in Yiwu before!

Once, Master Zhuo also bought his poems, and he admired his poems very much. Every book he bought was bought, and it is still kept in Yamen's study.

After Song stopped writing poems, Master Zhuo also regretted for a while!

He asked: "Mr. Song, did Wang Jun go to you?"

"Yes!"

"What is he doing to you?"

"This..." Song Zhiyu paused and thought: Wang Jun is dead, can't he still say that he will give himself a gift?If it spreads, Wang Jun will certainly be inevitably pointed.

The dead is gone, why not let him rest in peace?

Lord Zhuo saw him talk and talk, he said, "True case happened, the deceased is king, if you didn't kill, come straight to the truth."

"Sir, can't you say it?"

"No!"

"..." Song Zhi sighed.

Master Tao hurried over, pulled the sleeves of Song Zhi covered with soy sauce, and said, "Mr. Song, if you know anything, you must say it!"

"Master Tao, Song doesn't know!"

"But Wang Jun has visited you."

"He came to see me, but he left later."

"What are you looking for?"

"Gossip is chat!" Song Zhi lowered his gaze.

The Tao master believed in Song Zhi, not to mention killing people, he didn't dare to kill a chicken.

But-Master Zhuo doesn't care about these things: "Mr. Song, this officer has always respected you scholars, you better explain the things that night, why did Wang Jun go to you? What did you talk about? Points? And why did you chase after Wang Jun left?

Make it clear."

Song Zhi bowed: "Go back to Master, last night, Wang Jun came to Song Mou to really just gossip. After a while, he left."

"Then why are you chasing him?"

"I... just sent him."

"Song Zhi!" Master Zhuo shouted.

Song Zhi was startled.

Being shouted at a loss.

Lord Zhuo’s patience has been polished: “You are the last person to see Wang Jun and say to send him, but how can you chase after others’ farts/stocks? According to this official, Wang Jun is the one who killed you of."

Song Zhi dumb speechless!Seeing that his gold master was given the title of "murderer", the Tao class master quickly said, "Sir, Mr. Song doesn't even dare to kill chickens, how can he kill? His hand is used to hold a pen, It’s not about holding a knife, let’s talk about it, he didn’t know Wang Jun at all, neither of them had seen it, no injustice, no hatred.

!"

Ok?

Master Zhuo: "No injustice or hatred? Don't know?"

"Yes!"

"Since I don't know, why did Wang Jun go to him?"

"This……"

"It seems there must be something between the two." Master Zhuo doubted.

Master Tao wanted to help Song Zhi, but it turned out to be self-defeating. After thinking about it, he said, "Sir, but King Jun's bones are buried in the pile of loess. Song Zhi has never been here. Why? ...Can you bury the bones in?"

Just after this, someone answered: "Mr. Song came this morning."

Uh!

The harlequin who met Song Zhi came out this morning.

Master Tao was surprised: "Old Jiang, has Mr. Song been here this morning?"

"I came here to find Wang Jun, but Wang Jun was missing at the time, so I let him stroll around in the playhouse. I still remember... Mr. Song was carrying a burden in his hand."

"burden?"

"Correct!"

One of the people who carried the loess before also jumped out and said: "We also met Mr. Song when we carried the loess into the background. At that time, he did hold a baggage in his hand, but when he left, he disappeared."

Master Zhuo understood, and nodded: "It must be the king's bones in the bag."

Song Zhiyi heard: "No, not bones!"

"Evidence and material evidence are there."

"Song was wronged."

"Dare to call injustice!" Master Zhuo asked, "The official asked you, did you kill the person?"

"Song Mou definitely did not kill people." Song Zhi was not excited either, still looking like he was not in a hurry.

"Dare to quibble, the officer will not believe you or speak, come, and take Song Zhi to the Yamen, and Ben Wang will interrogate himself."

A few catchers came up quickly and arrested Song Zhi!

Song Zhi's body is weak, and even if he wants to resist, his wrists will not be able to work hard.

You have to be at the mercy of a doll.

However, whatever Ren Ren thought, he couldn't deduct the words "killer" from the weak scholar Song Zhi's head!

The Tao master wanted to say nothing more, and was helpless.

Master Zhuo turned to ask his men again: "Can anyone have carefully checked the scene?"

"Go back to adults, I have checked them one by one, no problem."

"Okay, take Song Zhi away first, and the pile of loess and bones are also brought back to Yamen."

"Yes!"

Master Zhuo also told the people in the troupe before he left: "The official will send someone to ask you at the Yamen at any time. During this time, you are not allowed to leave."

"Yes yes!" The troupe nodded again and again.

Master Zhuo and a group of arresters quickly took Song Zhi away, and the people who watched the drama also dispersed, fearing that there might be a relationship with the matter.

Jing Rong, Ji Yunshu and Bai Yin also left after "watching".

Because of this murder case, the outside of the playhouse was full of people.

Jing Rong was worried about an accident and immediately pulled Ji Yunshu back to the inn.

After going back, Ji Yunshu had been thinking deeply.

She was in the room, her brows closed, and she said nothing.

Jing Rong sat opposite her to make tea.

Very leisurely!

Bai Yin stood at the door with his hands on his chest, leaning on the door panel, and said: "It's a real person, then Song Zhi looks very gentle and a little promised, but I didn't expect it to be a murderer. Yesterday, we You shouldn’t help him catch the thief."

Jing Rong chuckled a little, looked up at Ji Yunshu, and then said to Bai Yin, "You ask them to prepare something. We will leave Yiwu tomorrow morning."

"Just leave?"

"You haven't seen enough?"

"Then I have to prepare first." Bai Yin left.

Ji Yunshu got up and went to the window, pushing the closed window away.

A breeze blew in.

Gently brushed on the face.

Jing Rong looked at her small figure and said, "Yunshu, we can't control this matter!"

Remind her.

"I know."

"So what are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about that bone."

"Bones?" Jing Rong got up and walked to her side, confused, "What do you mean?"

She stared at his eyes and said, "I think..."

Jing Rong immediately grabbed her hand and said seriously: "Promise me, this matter can't be controlled."

"I……"

"We will leave immediately tomorrow morning!" Ji Yunshu knew his concern, and nodded after the silence.