Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

Chapter 188 Bai Huahua's Death Scene
stone house.

Wan Yan followed the adults into the yard.

A cluster of blooming osmanthus caught her attention, accompanied by yellow and red flowers, the fragrance of osmanthus is refreshing.

On the way, Miao Hong described the scene to Su Jizhi in a low voice, but Wan Yan didn't listen carefully.

So before entering the scene room, the adult turned around and stopped her from the door, "Are you sure you want to see the scene?"

Wan Yan was stunned for a moment, "My lord, I am a member of Dali Temple now, and I have an official position."

Su Jizhi blinked and pursed his lips, "The scene is unsightly, are you sure?"

This actually aroused Wan Yan's curiosity, "I have been with you for so long, what scene have I not seen? Don't worry, my lord."

Haikou exaggerated. When Wan Yan saw the two men hugging each other naked, the ground was in a mess, and dried blood was splattered everywhere, she immediately ran outside and vomited.

The autumn sun is warm, and it is warm on the body, and colleagues from Dali Temple are shuttled back and forth in the yard.

Wan Yan blushed with shame.

what did she see?
Two men, nothing on their bodies... embraced each other tightly.

Wan Yan didn't want to look any more, and stood in the yard waiting for the adults.

She comforted herself that she was just a painter at Dali Temple, and there was no need to watch the scene.

Through eyewitness descriptions, she can also help solve the case.

During a cup of tea time, Miao Hong led people, carried two wooden boards, covered with white cloth, and moved the corpse out of the stone house.

Su Jizhi then appeared at the door, and Wan Yan plucked up the courage to run over.

"grown ups."

"The corpse has been moved out, how about it? Come in and have a look now?" Su Jizhi was used to Wan Yan being there to help him.

The little girl covered her lips with her sleeve and nodded.

Su Jizhi stretched out his hand and pressed down the little girl's sleeve, "The scene is alright, the body was not so bloody after it was removed, see if you can smell any special smell."

Wan Yan put down her sleeves, only to think of her dog nose.

"En." Promising, Wan Yan grabbed Su Jizhi's sleeve and entered the scene for the second time.

It is said to be a stone house, but it is actually a stone house written on the door plate hanging outside the courtyard.

The yard is the same as that of ordinary people's homes, but this room is a little simple and messy.

"The deceased's name is Wu Fushan. He is 45 years old this year. He is the boss of Yuyuantang. His special status is that the emperor appointed him as an imperial merchant two years ago."

"what for?"

"There is a craftsman in Yuyuantang. The handmade jade ornaments are quite exquisite. Boss Wu has secured the top spot in the capital's jewelry by relying on the craftsmanship of the craftsman."

"Where's the other deceased?" Wan Yan blushed a little remembering the unsightly scene just now.

"I still have to identify."

"Who found the scene?"

"This stone house is actually the warehouse of Yuyuantang. There are many accessories of Yuyuantang next door. The shopkeeper came here to pick up things in the morning and found that the boss died here."

"He didn't know the dead man?"

"Well, so after a while you drew a portrait and distributed it to determine the identity of the deceased as soon as possible."

Thinking of the two hugging each other, Wan Yan asked softly, "What is the relationship between these two people? Since they are like this, no one around them knows?"

Su Jizhi was calm, "Well, this is a way, but I always feel that this kind of thing should be hidden from others. Can anyone around Boss Wu recognize it?"

Su Jizhi shook his head and nodded, "You're right, this kind of thing can't be covered with fire."

As he spoke, Su Jizhi waved his hands to the yamen servants in the yard, and Nie Fang followed.

"Go to the Wu Mansion now and find out who Boss Wu is, and ask him about his preferences. Afterwards, take Mrs. Wu back to Dali Temple. I'll have a question later."

When Nie Fang walked out of the stone house, Wan Yan looked back at the scene.

The bed was at the innermost part of the room, the bedding was messy, and there were bloodstains on it. The bloodstains spread all the way to the bottom of the bed, and there were several scattered lines near the window.

The window was closed tightly, and Wan Yan smelled it carefully, she could smell the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus mixed with a foul smell.

"My lord, there is a stench in the room."

"Stink?" Su Jizhi frowned and looked at Wan Yan, "I only smell the aroma."

Su Jizhi pointed to the Osmanthus fragrans outside the window, "The fragrance is so strong that I can smell it, are you sure it's a stinky smell?"

Wan Yan nodded, "It's a bad smell." Very sure.

Su Jizhi asked again, "Isn't it a musty smell? I checked the bed just now. This room has been unoccupied for a long time. There is only one summer quilt, which does not belong to this season at all."

Wan Yan looked at the lord, "The two of them... aren't here to sleep?"

The little girl was ashamed to speak, why did the two deceased look like they died?
Su Jizhi hesitated to speak, turned his head away from Wan Yan, "Look again, what else can you see regardless of the death status of the two people just now?"

"Have they fought?" Wan Yan saw that the corner of the table was tilted to one side, and the chair was also away from the table, rushing to the side of the door.

"Well, when the two died, their bodies were bruised, which seemed to be bruises, but the temperature was very low last night, and the time of the two's deaths is uncertain, and it is hard to say that they were frostbite caused by the low temperature."

Wan Yan walked to the window, and the blood stains on the quilt were more clearly seen. She couldn't figure out why the two of them were in such a dead state.

"How did they die?"

Su Jizhi shook his head, "Wu Zuo has been in this business for more than ten years, and this scene stumped him. Looking at it now, there are no obvious injuries on the two of them, but..."

Su Jizhi looked at Wan Yan, he was a little speechless, "The autopsy report will have a preliminary conclusion tomorrow, and the work will be recorded in detail by then, let's see it then."

Su Jizhi was very clear about what was going on at the scene, but facing the girl he liked and Wanyan's pure eyes, Su Jizhi couldn't say anything.

Wu Fushan was naked, his penis was cut off, and the anus of the other deceased protruded. Su Jizhi couldn't imagine what these two were doing.

But the two of them hurt each other, Su Jizhi felt suspicious again.

So the two of them were murdered?

But why would the murderer do this?

Is this way of embracing each other a spontaneous behavior of the deceased?Or artificial?

Su Ji's heart was disturbed.

Especially this way of death, he had never heard of it.

When the two deceased died, they hugged each other tightly. Su Jizhi recalled the scene of white flowers, and his stomach was overwhelmed.

Seeing the unpredictable expression of the adults, Wan Yan thought that he was too embarrassed to say the scene at the scene.

With a false cough, Wan Yan said, "My lord, we found nothing at the scene, why don't we leave this place and talk to someone?"

The two walked out of the stone house, only to find that the place was surrounded by onlookers.

Wufu Mountain is an imperial merchant, and Yuyuantang is also well-known in the capital.

The boss died here, and in this state of death, the people have already talked about it.

Su Jizhi was a little angry, and asked the guard in a sharp voice, "I have said many times to seal off the site, why are there so many people watching?"

The yamen servant had no choice but to explain nervously, "Our people didn't say anything, the shopkeeper was frightened, and then he talked about it with his acquaintances. The adults also know that people are the most gossip in this kind of scene."

Su Jizhi knew everything. He pointed to a middle-aged man who was still beaming and described in the distance, and said to the yamen servant, "Bring him here. Since he can talk like that, tell me about it."

Wan Yan stared at the middle-aged man as he came, and he stared at the adult's face all the way. When he was five steps away from Su Jizhi, he suddenly lowered his head and shrank his neck.

When he saw Su Jizhi's dark face, he suddenly realized that he had said too much...

(End of this chapter)