Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!What Ji Yunshu did, Song Zhixin was grateful.

He said: "Son son, if I can get rid of the crime this time, you are the benefactor of my life. Even if I go to the end of my life, I will desperately repay you."

"Song Gongzi's words were serious, and the case was life-threatening, no matter who it was, he would definitely help."

"But in any case, the son is my benefactor." When he said, Song Zhigong hand saluted her.

Ji Yunshu immediately returned the gift: "Song son, then don't disturb the next."

Ji Yunshu turned and left the prison.

Song Zhi had to look away.

Afterwards, he returned to the place where he had sat before, looking at the line he had written on the ground and sighed.

Then he sorted out his wrinkled clothes.

Sit down!

He picked up the damp wet grass and wrote it on the ground.

Stroke by stroke.

I wonder what I wrote?

But after writing, he looked up at the window in front of him and smiled uncontrollably.

He said in his mouth: "It's useless to be a scholar!"

This is another sentence.

Five years ago, he gave up writing poems and switched to storytelling. In fact, he was also suffering!

No one knows what he experienced five years ago.

Now as long as his eyes are closed, he feels like a knife.

...

Zhao Jiaban.

Master Tao had already returned from the Yamen, but after returning, he kept himself in the house.

By this time, it was already dark.

Lanterns were lit up in Zhaojiaban's opera house.

At this time, it is usually the most lively time in the playhouse, and people are crowded to watch the "Ghost Nirvana".

But now--

Because of this boneless case, everyone in Zhao Jiaban has now stopped work.

None of the people bought tickets to watch the show.

The "Ghost Girl's Funeral" before the fire was almost full, and some people even paid a big price for a ticket.

At that time, the black market had already fired several silver coins.

It is terrible.

Now it is deserted!

Only a gust of wind!

People in the Zhao family were sitting lazily and depressed on the stage and where they watched the show.

All sighed!

Several girls sat together and complained: "Hey, why did this happen?"

The woman in white said, "Is there any way? We have encountered such a misfortune. We don't know if God didn't open his eyes?"

The woman in red said: "Now there is a life, or a murder case infiltrating people. There is no one to watch the drama at all, just to ask them to watch, and no one wants to see it."

The Tsing Yi woman on the side pulled the sleeve of the red woman next to her in fright, saying, "Don't tell me. I have been having nightmares these two days. I always dreamed that Wang Jun was standing on the stage and singing on the bloody stage. , I have been woken up several times."

The woman in red shook her off, "Are you afraid anymore, is Xiaoqu afraid? It was she who saw the bones in the loess first, and also touched that finger with her own hands. She was so scared on the spot that she was gone now. I’m still lying on the bed, I don’t know how long it will be good.” Another thick man at the table answered: “Xiaoqu is also pitiful. I ran into this kind of thing, and it’s estimated that our grandfathers would be scared to death. , Not to mention Xiaoqu, a girl’s house, usually even dare not catch a mouse." After that, the person asked the man opposite, "Yes, Lao Gao,

When Song Zhi came that day, didn't you see him first?I think you two said a few words, you didn't find anything wrong at that time?"

The person who is called Lao Gao, whose real name is Gao Dali, has played the harlequin in Zhao Jiaban for nearly ten years.

That day, he also told Song Zhi that Wang Jun was gone.Gao Dali frowned, sighing and said, "Where did I notice so much? Mr. Song said he was coming to Wang Jun. I asked him what was wrong, and he said trivial things! I told him that Wang Jun was not there. But... He did hold a burden at the time, as if afraid of seeing me, he deliberately went back

After hiding it a few times, I didn't ask any more questions, because I had something left and left."

At the back of the table a tall man talked, "Look, it's bones in the bag."

Gao Dali said: "I'm not sure!"

"You are honest, if I were, I would definitely ask." The man stepped on a stool with one foot, grabbed a handful of seeds, and suddenly noticed Gao Dali's hand, asking, " What's wrong with your hand?"

Both hands and wrists of the tall man were entangled with white bandages. They were not seen in the sleeves before. This will be exposed because of his hands on the table.

He sighed, pulled his sleeves to cover, and said, "What's going on? It's not like these days I was injured by practicing."

The so-called practice is actually rehearsal!The person who eats sunflower seeds says, "You said that I also felt pantothenic acid in your neck. You said that we did not spend too much time on this drama, we were exhausted and exhausted, and now we are all in the soup! Can't go on, it's all because of Song Zhi, if it weren't for him, so many things happened

It's really maddening, you see, now the class leader is all mad, and he lay in bed after returning from the Yamen."

then--

Someone asked: "So, do you really believe that Mr. Song killed him?"

"It must be! I usually looked at the scholars and didn't expect to be so malicious."

At this time-

A shrill voice came from behind the stage, saying: "I think Mr. Song had planned it for a long time. He wrote the play deliberately and then intended to kill Wang Jun."

The person who came out was none other than Zhang Xiaobai, the student who replaced Wang Jun.

This person looks more refined than a woman.

The skin was so tender that it seemed to be able to squeeze out the water, and the face was still covered with blush, and the lipstick was rubbed, which was very evil.

Moreover, Miaoman's body is a lot more fashionable than women.

I don’t know, I really thought it was a woman!

And he still has a good voice. Because of this, the class leader wanted to use him to replace the thirty king.

He turned around and walked over.

Someone told him: "But Zhang Xiaobai, Wang Jun and Mr. Song don't know each other."

"Do you want to tell the world if you don't know?" Zhang Xiaobai said.

"By the way, it is said that Mr. Ji invited by the Yamen is a god man, who can touch the bones and break the case. It only took two days to reveal the identity of the white bones, and also analyzed that the murderer had hatred against Wang Jun, even if Song Zhi knew Wang Jun, but with Song Zhi's temperament, where dare to kill someone!"

Zhang Xiaobai snorted: "As you say, do you think Song Zhi is not a murderer at all?"

"Not sure."

Zhang Xiaobai twisted and sat on the chair beside him, tidied his clean robe with his hands, and raised his legs.

Then picked up the cup above, then took out the veil and wiped the edge of the mouth of the cup, before pouring the tea into it.What a dirty person!