The duke of the governor's family is leaving again

Chapter 270 Where is Uncle Zhuang?
"This...I..."

For a moment, everyone was lost in thought.

"Master Ge, have you ever seen Uncle Zhuang's appearance after cleansing his face?"

"Never."

"Can you confirm that he is Uncle Zhuang?"

"No."

Lieutenant Ge continued to shake his head, even though he often ran to Yizhuang because of the murder, he never took a good look at Uncle Zhuang's appearance.

"Based on the fact that his legs are healthy, it is not appropriate to say that he is not Uncle Zhuang. If he is healed by a god, it is not impossible."

The ancients were sometimes terribly optimistic, Chen Yuan nodded, "Okay, if that's the case, then I'll trouble Luo Zhao to come over and invite my master to identify the corpse."

A yamen servant worried, "Zeng Yuzuo is old, and he is good friends with Uncle Zhuang, will this be bad?"

Seeing them winking at each other, Chen Yuan realized that in their opinion, she said that was too cold-blooded.

Once a murder case was involved and she entered the working state, Chen Yuan would be terribly calm, putting aside all personal feelings, including when Lu Xing dissected Liu Yanchun's body just now, she also looked very carefully.

If you really treat the other party as a friend, you can't let your feelings control your emotions. Finding out the truth is really for the other party's good.

The yamen servants thought it was inappropriate, but Lieutenant Ge agreed very much. The murder case was too serious, and he also believed that Zeng Yuzuo, who was used to seeing dead bodies, could understand it.

Besides, the one who is most familiar with Uncle Zhuang is Zeng Yuzuo. It is not an exaggeration to say that Uncle Zhuang was raised by Zeng Wuzuo.

"Yamen Luo, go ask Zeng Yuzuo, and tell him in advance, so that the old man will not be overwhelmed when he suddenly sees the dead body of his old friend."

"Order."

Luo Zhao quickly left the county office.

Not long after, Zeng Wuzuo, who had whiter hair and more stooped legs, was invited over.

Trembling all over, he stepped forward to take a look at the lifeless corpse lying on the wooden board.

Tears came out of the frame, "I heard Shui Sheng tell my old friend the bad news yesterday. He died in the same way as your junior brother?"

Chen Yuan calmly looked at Shang Zeng Yuzuo with sad and painful puzzled eyes, "Yes, they were all killed by crushing the heart with the palm of a master with abundant internal energy."

Zeng Chi's cloudy eyes trembled, "Listen to Xiao Luo, do you suspect that this person is not the same Ah Zhuang who grew up in Yizhuang?"

Chen Yuan frankly stated the reasons for her suspicions, and asked Zeng Chi to touch the bones of the corpse's legs.

"How could this be?"

Letting go of the hand that pinched his leg, Zeng Chi was greatly shocked and staggered back two steps.

"A Zhuang's right leg was indeed broken when he was young. At that time, Lao Fei still asked Shangyi Zhuang for an autopsy. I went to the county to invite a doctor. At that time, A Zhuang's broken leg was connected by the doctor, but it was unavoidable and impossible. As long as the normal leg."

Zeng Chi looked at the corpse in disbelief, "If he isn't Ah Zhuang, then who is he?"

This is what everyone wants to know.

But from Zeng Chi's words, everyone can tell that this person is definitely not the Uncle Zhuang who grew up in Yizhuang.

Ge Xianwei was the first to come back to his senses, "Zeng Yuzuo, you often meet Uncle Zhuang, and he treats you differently. Have you ever noticed his abnormality?"

"Abnormal." Zeng Chi looked dazed, lost in memory.

"I'm old and don't remember very clearly."

"Although Ah Zhuang treats me differently, compared with others, he seems to talk to me more, but in fact he still talks very little. Usually, he just waits on me while I drink tea."

Everyone recalled how the two got along, and it was indeed as Zeng Chi said, because Uncle Zhuang himself was not a warm and talkative person.

Although, the big guys are not sure whether the Uncle Zhuang they see is the original Uncle Zhuang, or the fake Uncle Zhuang now.

Zeng Chi is old, and when he thinks back, he can't help talking too much, "Ah Zhuang was not the temper of his relatives when he was young, let alone living in Yizhuang, no children who came to worship relatives would like to play with him and would laugh at him. He is a bastard who doesn't care about his father and mother, and deliberately pushed him down to laugh at his disability, and he became more and more taciturn."

"Old Fei is not a tidy person at all, and he can't take care of the children. Ah Zhuang has been sloppy since he was a child. If you want to say, it's not me and Lao Fei who talk to Ah Zhuang a lot, but my son. Wei, the two of them can talk, play together, and even go down the river together, maybe my son has seen Ah Zhuang's true face."

Hearing this, everyone was silent.

Because Zeng Wei has passed away.

Including Lao Fei, everyone who saw Ah Zhuang's true face when he was a child died.

"This person's identity is a mystery, and there are many scars left by Dongchang's standard weapons on his body. I'm afraid the real Uncle Zhuang..." Lieutenant Ge didn't say anything, but everyone knew what he meant.

Dongchang's affairs are ruthless, and those who are hunted down by Dongchang, in order to conceal their identities, may kill them and replace them with their own bodies.

"I'm afraid this matter is very involved. Don't tell it, everyone, be careful that it comes out of your mouth."

Ge Xianwei looked at the crowd warningly.

"Yes, my lord!"

After the autopsy was over, Lieutenant Ge hurried away with the autopsy frame.

It was already late at night, Chen Yuan accompanied Lu Xing to pack up the corpse, and thanked him repeatedly.

Lu Xing was also very tired, and Chen Yuan didn't continue to disturb him.

Helping Zeng Chi to leave the Prison Temple, he met Zeng Shuisheng who was afraid to go in to see the autopsy at the door and could only guard the door.

Under the light of the lantern, you can also see his red eyes from crying.

"Grandfather, Junior Sister!"

Shui Sheng sobbed sadly, waved his hands and wiped his tears, stepped forward to support the old man on the other side.

"Don't be too sad, this person is not your Uncle Zhuang."

Grandpa is getting old, and Zeng Shuisheng can't understand what he said occasionally. At this moment, he also feels the same way, "Grandfather, don't be too sad. If you say he is not, he is not. I am not sad."

Verbally saying that she was not sad, Chen Yuan secretly wiped her tears away when she saw him.

Chen Yuan didn't explain it. Could it be that the person inside wasn't Uncle Zhuang?
The person inside is not Uncle Zhuang and he can't comfort him, because the real Uncle Zhuang is probably gone.

Whether it was killed by the fake inside, or encountered other accidents, or the two of them had a deal, it was not good news.

In the end, Shui Sheng will still be sad.

Shui Sheng didn't let Chen Yuan take them home, and urged Chen Yuan to go back to the dormitory to rest early when they arrived at the gate of the county government office.

Chen Yuan also knew that it was an eventful time, and the fighting skills she learned in modern times were nothing in this world with internal strength, not to mention that she had no time to practice after she came here.

If she meets a villain, she will simply give her head away.

After touching his arms that were gradually growing flesh and becoming more healthy and powerful, he finally didn't look like a malnourished refugee when he first arrived.

Now that her physical foundation has been laid, it's time for her to start practicing martial arts. Even if she can't deal with those high-level internal force masters, she can at least protect herself when she meets ordinary villains.

It was also for this reason that I wanted to rent a small courtyard.

However, what happened after that made her take time to look at the house again.

He went back to the dormitory lightly, washed up a bit, and fell asleep.

Sleep till dawn.

There were no new murders, so Chen Yuan went to Bantou Yu to inquire about the investigation of the case.

(End of this chapter)