Heavenly Curse

Peng Song came to measure Mu Yi while speaking. Although guaranteed by Su Zhongshan, Mu Yi seemed a little too young, and youth often represented instability in many cases.

Of course, Peng Song would not be foolish enough to say the worries in his heart, not to mention the fact that the Su family's affairs were so big, didn't they finally solve them? There is no better way to do this at this time. Instead of this, let Maki try it, if it doesn't work, there will be no loss.

“In addition to seeing Peng, if it's convenient, please show me the body first so I can make a decision.” Mu Yi is naturally aware of Peng Song's thoughts, but doesn't care. He came here to see the face of Su Zhongshan, and even the more he suffers here, the more Su Zhongshan will double.

“Okay, Taoist, this way, please.” Though Peng Song did not want to see the tragic situation of his son-in-law again, he also knew that, as master, he had to accompany Mu Yi.

Soon, a pedestrian arrived in a bypass courtyard. There was a guard at the door, entered the courtyard. Mu Yi saw three people sitting in the courtyard, seemingly in the sun. Two of them were wearing fast-tracking clothes. Apparently, Peng Song came to the eldest son-in-law to send them. There was also one person, slightly older, with a yin and soft body, who was presumably the one who did it.

When Mu Yi walked in, the three people stood up at the same time. After all, they were just on duty. In the ordinary people's house, they may be very powerful, but in the Peng family, they can only be honest and respectful. Not to mention that Peng Song's eldest son-in-law is their boss's boss, the number one figure in the whole county.

Even if they are not mere pensioners, they will not be guilty.

Bailiff, it sounds good to say that he is on official duty, but to be honest, he is only a cheap servant. Although it has reached the end of the Qing Dynasty, he still admires the only good reading in this era, because at this time the official is the privilege of the reader.

“Thank you for your hard work. This is the shepherd. I've invited you specifically. I'll ask you later.” Peng Song nodded at the three of them and invited the masterpiece to join him in the room where the body was placed.

In addition to the bloody smell, there is also the smell of lime powder in the house. Fortunately, in the winter, if it were summer, even if it was only one day and one night, the corpse would start to smell rotten, especially if it was peeled again, and the situation would only be worse.

Peng Song and Su Zhongshan had turned around before the masterpiece unraveled Bai Bu. The only person who looked at the front was Su Jinlun and the masterpiece besides Muyi.

He had been with the corpse for many years and had long since cared about it. Su Jinlun, because of Mai Yi, had a pale face but still endured not to close his eyes.

Seeing the first eye of the body, Mamei's eyebrows wrinkled again, the body was covered with dry blood, the muscles on it could be seen clearly, without even a trace of damage, but the other eye died drumming outward, plus the bloody face, it looked a little scary.

Maki now somewhat understands why Peng Song came to the little girl almost freaked out, and if he wakes up early in the morning and sees such a corpse lying beside him, he would be quite freaked out.

“Sir, what are the doubts on this body?” Mu Yi went into detail for a moment and then looked at the man and asked, after all, there was a specialty in the art. Mu Yi could not see anything but the cruelty of the murderer.

“I dare not, I dare not, the little old man is a cheap servant, I really dare not be a Mr., the Taoist is still called Song Qi, or Old Song can do it.” Song Qi was surprised to hear Mu Yi refer to him as his husband, because he was doing the trick of dealing with the corpse all day long, so that his friends and family were not very close to him.

Though he did not yet know Maiyi's identity, he was able to get Peng Song to treat him with courtesy and was accompanied by a big figure who, naturally, would not be easy, who called him Mr., much less dared to accept him.

“No wonder, Thousand Industries, the master is a teacher, I don't know the autopsy, since I ask you, naturally you have to call sir.” Mu Yi smiled slightly, saying that he never felt that masturbation was a cheap act, but rather that talent deserved more respect.

After listening to Muyi, Song Qi shivered with excitement, his eyes were even more red, rarely people still looked at him that way. At this moment, he even had a feeling of knowing himself. Of course, he would not say the thoughts in his heart, otherwise, it would be a joke.

Even Peng Song stood still to hear Mu Yi's words, and his senses about Mu Yi changed from time to time. Although he was not very much in favour of Mu Yi's words, this discourse alone shows how broad Mu Yi's heart is. Historically, however, the future achievements of such a person will not be poor.

As for Su Zhongshan, a smile appeared on his face. He had never missed Mu Yi. Otherwise, he would not have given such a heavy focus. He directly lifted Mu Yi to serve his family and let Su Jinlun make good Mu Yi.

It is precisely because he knows who he is and knows what he is capable of, that he will do so.

“The Taoist mayor has gone too far. If you have any questions, ask them.” Song Qi had 47 this year. In this era, he was already a little old man. He took a deep breath and tried to make himself less excited.

“Well, can it be concluded that this man was killed after being skinned?” Maki nodded and asked directly.

“Well, look, Taoist, the muscles on his face are still convulsive and tense, and his eyes are prominent and his eyes are full of blood. These are all characteristics of suffering death. Moreover, his hands, arms, and thigh muscles are obviously twisted and his hands and feet are relaxed, mainly because after excessive force death, his body muscles are rapidly cold, but his hands and feet muscles differ because of their temperature. ”

“Ultimately, it is his wound. Here, it seems to have stabbed a hole with a finger raw material. The higher the craftsmanship, the more such a person is, the more important he attaches to his work, absolutely no defects are allowed, so this wound can only be left after the skin is peeled. It also fully confirms that the person first peeled and then died. ”

“In addition, there was hardly a trace of a knife cut from his body, as if it had been unraveled by hand, which was what the little man most wanted to ignore.” Song Qi explained in great detail and finally raised his own questions.

Because normally, without a knife cut a little bit, it's simply impossible to actually peel off a human skin with your hands alone, unless...

Song Qi explained carefully, Maki listened carefully, he even fantasized about the murderer's murder scene in his mind, in the room, the table lit a light.

A dark shadow is busy beside the bed, bleeding down from the bed, soaking the ground and slowly flowing away.

In bed, a man's face was filled with pain, his body was constantly struggling, but he could not make a sound, and beside him lay a woman asleep, completely unaware of all this.

When the killer peeled off his skin, he looked at his masterpiece obsessively, eventually poking one finger into the other's heart and pulling out his bloody finger, then gently sucking it in his mouth.

Suddenly, the murderer raised his head and looked at a pair of colorless eyes.