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Chapter 15
The snow fell for three full days before it stopped. When Jiang Youzhi heard that two more bodies had been found in Dali Temple, he pestered Pei Xun and went to Dali Temple with him.

The two corpses were lying on the autopsy table, and Jiang Youzhi observed while saying: "The deceased is a female, about 26 years old, about five feet one inch in length, and the body of the corpse is whitish. She must have been dead for two days and was pregnant before she was alive. The others are the same as the first. A body is exactly the same, it should be done by one person."

The other one was also made by one person.

Pei Xun looked at the mark on the front cavity of the corpse: "According to the strength of the incision, the murderer is a man. He has a strong desire for revenge, but he is afraid of being discovered, so he chose the wilderness where it is difficult to find."

Jiang Youzhi nodded: "Yes, he did it for revenge. Maybe he lost a child once, or he couldn't ask for a child, so he was mentally twisted."

At this time Song Zheng came in and said, "You two, please move to the cell."

In the cold and damp prison cell, in the westernmost one, a woman in red was curled up in a corner with her legs curled up and her head buried.

While trembling, she muttered nervously: "My child...my child..."

"This is the proprietress of Huancai Pavilion. Two years ago, she was beaten so badly that she slipped a tire. I have been sending people to monitor her. Today, I found out that she was going to snatch a baby in the street, so I temporarily took her back to Dali Temple."

Accompanied by Song Zheng's explanation, Jiang Youzhi approached the prison door and carefully observed the woman's posture. She seemed to be afraid of something.

While concentrating on it, the woman suddenly raised her face, Jiang Youzhi suddenly felt his heart suffocate, and backed away suddenly!

Her complexion was pale, her protruding eyeballs were bloodshot, and there was a line of blood at the corner of her mouth from biting her lips. She stared at Jiang Youzhi and opened her mouth silently a few times, smiling slowly, her teeth were stained with blood.

Pei Xun himself grabbed the frightened person and stabilized her body.

Jiang Youzhi's breathing was disordered, and he could barely stand still while holding Pei Xun's arm.

Suddenly, a guard came in and reported: "My lord, our people found a dead body at the entrance of the downtown."

A few people hurried to the largest downtown area in Kyoto, which was already surrounded by common people. These days, murders and rumors continued, causing panic among the common people.

Jiang Youzhi leaned over to check, and found that the overall situation of the female corpse was consistent with the previous three cases. She cut open the abdomen of the corpse with a knife, and still filled the hollow with stones.

But the strange thing is that there is no grievance lock engraved on the stone this time, and the incision is still fine, but the direction is slightly different from the previous three.

"The murderer is very contradictory. He threw the corpse in the downtown area this time because he wanted to be seen by others. He was extremely arrogant and eager to show off. This is not in line with his previous behavior. And why is there no grievance lock engraved on the stone this time?"

Pei Xun obviously also paid attention to this point: "The wounds were treated beautifully, but the first three incisions were left-handed, and this time they are right-handed."

Jiang Youzhi tried to look around, and sure enough, he found a bloody handprint in the corner: "Look!"

There are not only handprints, but also a strip of brocade cloth scraped off by branches, Pei Xun said: "Fuguang brocade."

The murderer showed his feet, and Jiang Youzhi felt a little unbelievable.

Fuguang brocade is a tribute to the royal family, it is impossible for ordinary people to have it, even for high-ranking families there are very few.

According to Song Zheng's investigation, Master Liu, Yushi Zhongcheng, was rewarded with the same color of floating brocade by Emperor Wen of Zhou a few days ago, and his eldest son Liu Chang, the eldest son of the third house, once worshiped under Mr. Jing Yu's door and asked for medical advice.

It is said that Liu Chang is timid, fond of writing, and has the habit of recording his daily life, so the two of them planned to go to his study to lie down.

Taking advantage of the darkness, the two sneaked into Liu's residence quietly.

When entering Liu Chang's study, Jiang Youzhi was obviously stunned. This place is comparable to the Imperial Study, and the collection of books is definitely more than one million volumes. If you are unlucky, you may not be able to find it after three days and three nights.

The two looked at each other, and then they split up.

Liu Chang, who was walking in the corridor, suddenly realized that he had forgotten to bring the book that he would use tomorrow morning, so he said to the guard, "Go back to the study."

The guards turned on the lights from behind, and the wind howled. Liu Chang, who turned around and turned back, couldn't help speeding up his pace.

Jiang Youzhi was rummaging anxiously on the bookshelf, one after another, but couldn't find it.

Hearing the noise outside, she was a little flustered, and her eyes were full of anxiety.

After checking one shelf, Pei Xun turned to the other, rummaged around, and finally found the booklet written by Liu Chang in the southwest corner.

He hurriedly said to Jiang Youzhi: "Here."

Jiang Youzhi rushed over, opened the book, and found that it was indeed written by Liu Chang, and the dates were arranged neatly, her eyes showed surprise.

"Bang-squeak"

There was a sound of opening the door, and Jiang Youzhi turned around in horror. The moonlight cast a figure on the ground.

"You wait for me at the door."

After ordering the guards, Liu Chang strolled in, scanning his surroundings, and walked to the bookshelf in the southwest very slowly, his steps getting lighter and lighter.

At the partition in the southwest corner, Jiang Youzhi and Pei Xun hid there, holding their breath, watching Liu Chang who was getting closer.

Because the space was too small, Jiang Xiaozhi's hibiscus-colored embroidered shoes were exposed outside the partition. Seeing this, Pei Xun wrapped her arms around her waist with one hand and wrapped her knees with the other, completely covering her behind the partition.

Liu Chang is still approaching, Pei Xun has already moved his hand to the hilt of his sword...

After a stalemate for about a quarter of an hour, Liu Chang just reached out to take a book, then turned and left.

After Liu Chang left, Jiang Youzhi breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes, but found that he was very close to Pei Xun.

The four eyes met, and there was a trace of softness in his eyes, which was exceptionally bright.

Five fingers were fully bent, slowly moving upward from her back waist, the touch was numb, and Jiang Youzhi's hand holding his skirt was also quietly clenched.

His ears were hot, and Jiang Youzhi wanted to stand up, but was slowly pressed down by his hand that had already touched his shoulder.

"Don't move, Liu Chang may turn back." Pei Xun's voice in her ear was like a sigh or a whisper.

The warm breath made her strands of hair tired and numb when rubbed against it, making it itchy.

"Hmm..." Under the scorching heat, Jiang Youngzhi responded in a low voice.

This response was too soft, and her brain was burnt by the burning body in front of her, as if she was groaning.

"Pattern"

The small window at the top seemed to be blown by a strong wind, making a loud noise, Jiang Youzhi leaned back violently, Pei Xun exerted force on the palm of her waist, and her soft waist was dented after a tight grip A soft and tortuous arc.

The man in front of her suddenly approached her, and she stammered a little: "He... he... won't come again..."

Pei Xun sniffed her hair lightly, it was alluring and numb, just like her delicate face, it made people fascinated.

The corner of his mouth curled up: "Wait for him to go further."

In Jiang Youzhi's clear eyes, which were slightly at a loss, the man's lust and fire were reflected.

Panting for breath, she was forced to lower her head helplessly.

After a while, the surroundings loosened, and an upright voice came: "He's gone."

Jiang Youzhi hurriedly got up, but saw that Pei Xun was arranging his clothes slowly and steadily, but he was distracted and his clothes were messy.

(End of this chapter)