the other side, flower festival

Chapter 15 A Deeper Mystery

Linglong backed away slowly, shaking her head: "No, you're lying to me. If my brother has been looking for me, why is it you and not him who appears in front of me now?"

Wang Ziyu was anxious: "Ah Ruo!"

Linglong no longer trusts Wang Ziyu, and is on alert: "The girl once told me that anyone who looks good for me on the surface but has no logic is the most dangerous person. What are you trying to do? Since you know that this place is not what you can Where I am alone, don’t force me to call someone.”

Wang Ziyu lowered his eyes and shook his head lightly: "When you think it over, contact me." Wang Ziyu took a piece of jade from his waist and put it on the table, then turned and left.

Linglong looked at Wang Ziyu's back: "Do you really know my brother?"

Wang Ziyu stopped and looked sideways at Linglong: "When you want to know the answer, ask the madam to send me a message, and I will come to see you, Ah Ruo."

After saying that, Wang Ziyu raised his foot and left.

After watching Wang Ziyu leave, Linglong turned around and sat on the stool of the round table. Looking at the jade on the table, she took out a golden red thread from her neck. On the other end of the red thread was another half of jade, Linglong Put the two pieces of jade together, and they fit perfectly.

In the darkness, in the morgue of Dali Temple, the door was gently pushed open, and there was a slight sound. In the dark and weird late night, it was unavoidably scary.

A black figure jumped in first, looked around, and then waved his hand behind: "Come in! No problem."

Behind the black shadow, a naked white dress came in, reflecting the moonlight, looking cool and beautiful: "Light up the fire."

Hei Ying took out the torch and blew on it twice, the whole morgue lit up, illuminating the faces of the people who came, as well as the faces of the corpses in the morgue.

Jiang Jichen stood still, and saw the mortuary bed where Mr. Zhang was parked at a glance. He looked coldly at the corpse with a Bana flower smudged between his brows, and slowly approached.

Si Yang Ting looked at Jiang Jichen, took a step forward, and stopped Jiang Jichen: "Think clearly, I will secretly bring you here this time, and you must not touch the corpse."

Jiang Jichen raised his hand and pushed Si Yang Ting away with his folding fan: "Fu Lingtian agreed."

Si Yangting was puzzled, but before he could react, seeing Jiang Jichen approaching the corpse, raising his hand to completely remove the cloth covering the corpse, Si Yangting gasped: "Hey! Jiang Jichen!"

Jiang Jichen completely ignored Si Yangting, and looked coldly at the Young Master Zhang in front of him. He was someone he had just met the day before. At that time, Young Master Zhang was still a living boy, pretending to be stupid in order to hide something. Why is he?Who is behind all this?Why would this young man prefer to die to protect that person, but that person is pressing him every step of the way?
"What are you thinking about? So preoccupied?" Si Yangting stepped forward and looked back and forth between Jiang Jichen and Mr. Zhang.

Pointing at Mr. Zhang's face, Jiang Jichen said calmly, "Do you see any difference in his expression?"

Si Yangting stepped forward, leaned closer to Mr. Zhang's face, examined the pale face carefully, and then looked back at Jiang Jichen in surprise: "He seems to be smiling! In other words, the person who killed him may be him." People you know!"

Jiang Jichen walked to the other side of Mr. Zhang, and reached out to touch Mr. Zhang's body, as if he was looking for something.

Si Yangting raised his hand to stop Jiang Jichen, but Jiang Jichen stopped him with a folding fan. He closed his eyes and thought while searching.

Si Yangting looked at Jiang Jichen curiously: "What are you looking for?"

"The token." Jiang Jichen rested his hand on Mr. Zhang's waist, and suddenly opened his eyes, "I found it."

Si Yangting watched in disbelief as Jiang Jichen took a piece of paper from Mr. Zhang's waist, like a pair of rice paper for drawing, and snatched it: "Let me see!"

Jiang Jichen let Si Yangting take the drawing paper. His eyes fell on the wound on Mr. Zhang's body, and he pulled off the clothes on Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang was originally a thin boy. At this moment, under the moonlight , the corpse looked even more pitiful, Jiang Jichen stared carefully at the wound on Mr. Zhang's chest, and stretched out his hand to gently check the marks around the wound.

On the other side of the corpse, Si Yangting was holding the painting in his hand, with his mouth half-opened, almost speechless in shock.

Jiang Jichen didn't even raise his head: "The wound on the wound of the corpse seems to have come from a ferocious beast. Look around the wound, there are obvious tear marks. It seems that the other party has obvious hatred for the deceased, but The expression of the deceased seemed to be smiling, so there are two possibilities."

Si Yangting's gaze was still on the scroll in his hand, and he didn't respond.

Jiang Jichen continued: "The first type is that the deceased and the murderer are acquaintances and have feelings for each other. The second type is that the deceased knew that he was going to die, so he faced death head-on. At the same time, some wishes of the deceased should have been fulfilled, so he "

Seeing that Si Yang Ting still didn't respond, Jiang Jichen raised his eyes to look at him: "What's wrong with the painting?"

Si Yangting handed the painting to Priest Jiang, eyes full of fear: "They seem to know that you will definitely come. This piece of paper is not a token at all, but a token left for you."

Jiang Jichen lightly locked his eyebrows, took the drawing paper from Si Yang Ting, unfolded it, and there was a picture drawn on the paper, in which was Jiang Jichen's face, and the other side flower that Jiang Jichen made good use of was painted on the board , Jiang Jichen's hand trembled slightly, as if his heart had been hit hard by something, he held the drawing paper.

Si Yangting approached Jiang Jichen: "Why do you think there will be tokens on the body of the deceased?"

Jiang Jichen raised his eyes and murmured, "I should have thought of it earlier, but I was negligent."

Si Yangting was puzzled: "What's the situation? You should explain clearly!"

Jiang Jichen folded the drawing paper, put it away, and then looked at the moonlight outside the window. The moonlight just shone on Mr. Zhang's face, and the smile looked even more strange: "Fu Lingtian told me."

Si Yangting almost laughed in disbelief: "What? Tell you what? Tell you that the deceased has a token?"

Jiang Jichen straightened Mr. Zhang's body, covered it with a white cloth, and bowed deeply to Mr. Zhang: "I'm sorry, but I have troubled you."

Si Yangting collapsed directly, and grabbed Jiang Jichen: "I don't understand if you don't tell me. The more you talk, the more confused I become. What are you talking about?!"

Jiang Jichen looked at Si Yangting sadly: "I said before that those people came for me from the beginning to the end. This is just the first victim, although judging from his corpse, he seems to be willing , but... if everything started because of me, it must end because of me."

Si Yangting frowned, as if he didn't understand Jiang Jichen's words: "There is indeed something strange about the corpse. I'll send someone to take a closer look tomorrow, but how do you explain today's matter? You mean, Fu Lingtian and Jiang Jichen them."

Jiang Jichen looked back at Si Yangting, motioning him not to continue. Then, the two heard what seemed to be a faint voice in the small morgue. They looked at each other, and then split up and suddenly attacked behind each other. Only then did the two realize that at some point, all the corpses in the morgue were no longer in their original positions, and those corpses were standing in a circle, surrounding the two of them. At the same time, the sound of fire came from outside the morgue.

(End of this chapter)