Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

Chapter 89 She is the poor girl
An hour later, Zuo Zuo and the police arrived.

The little stone was brought over by Miao Hong.

Wan Yan waited in the carriage, and Xiao Shitou followed Su Ji, listening to him and doing what he could.

With the car door open, Wan Yan leaned on her cheek with one hand, immersed in the moonlight, her thoughts drifted away.

Just now, my lord searched carefully along the opposite hillside several times, and confirmed that the body was pushed down from that hillside.

Imagining that scene, the soles of Wanyan's feet felt cold.

She had seen the scene just now, and the adults said that the deceased's dress was randomly covered over the body, which meant that the deceased was not wearing anything when he was pushed down the mountain.

This thought violently stimulated Wan Yan's thoughts.

She didn't know what she should think, but no matter what she thought, the deceased should have suffered inhuman abuse before he died.

Both are women, although Wan Yan is still a girl at most, but there is a sense of desolation in her heart.

Accompanied by this desolation, she felt a chill everywhere.

In the woods at night in summer, there are only moonlight, tree shadows, and cicadas singing.

Tongshan Mansion's policeman rode over quickly, and five or six horses neighed, hovering near Wanyan's carriage.

Through the mottled tree shadows, she always felt that there was a pair of eyes spying on her in the dark.

But there can be no one here.

She and her lord walked along the Canglan River and walked through the woods to come here, and along the way, they didn't see a place where there might be people.

However, Wanyan just felt chilly, and there was still an inexplicable unpleasant smell floating in the air.

It's not stinky, it's not sour, the smell is somewhere in between the sour smell of things that rot.

A gust of wind blew by, making the smell stronger.

Wan Yan shivered, and even the horse raised its head and neighed, then kicked and walked on the spot.

Is there really someone?

With this thought, Wan Yan turned around and closed the carriage door, locked it, and closed the carriage window, fear spreading in her heart.

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, Wan Yan curled up in the corner of the carriage, covering her ears and dared not listen to the movement outside.

Come back quickly, my lord!
After an unknown amount of time, Wan Yan felt that her palms were sweating.

There was a knock on the door, Wan Yan's heart rose to her throat, and she heard footsteps again, as if someone was walking around the carriage.

Wan Yan was frightened to death, and reached out to pick up the food box that the adults had prepared for her before, she thought, as soon as the car door was opened, she would smash it headfirst.

"My lord, is my sister asleep?"

It was the sound of small stones, followed by the sound of footsteps and voices.

Wan Yan's eyes were blurred, and she choked up and asked, "Is your lord back?"

"Yes, Wanyan opens the door." It was an adult's voice.

My lord is back.

Just as Su Jizhi was ordering everyone to get on their horses, the door of the carriage opened with a bang, and the little girl threw herself into his arms.

He hugged his waist tightly and didn't let go.

Everyone was stunned, then smiled.

Miao Hong got on the horse and whipped him: "Let's go, let's see whose horse will go back first. Those who go back will rest first. After dawn, we will go to work according to the command of the adults."

The crowd yelled and quickly dispersed.

Xiao Shitou returned to his place with a smile, and said loudly, "Sister, let's go."

in the carriage.

Wan Yan tightly pulled Su Jizhi's sleeve and did not let go.

Su Jizhi felt that she was trembling, and hugged her tightly: "Everyone saw it just now."

Wan Yan shook her head, compared to fear, embarrassment is not important at all.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Wan Yan's heart was still pounding: "I always think of the person who died, and, I'm waiting here, I always feel that there is a pair of eyes looking at me."

"Here?" Su Jizhi shook his head, "We didn't see anyone along the way, and here is a distance from the official road, so don't scare yourself."

Su Jizhi thought of the little girl who locked the doors and windows just now, and asked her with a smile: "So you thought someone was nearby, so you locked yourself tightly in the carriage?"

Wan Yan bit her lip: "If it wasn't for the sound made by the little stone, I plan to smash the food box over no matter who opens the door of the carriage."

Su Jizhi: "..."

"My lord, will you laugh at me?" Wan Yan raised her head shyly.

The carriage moved forward with occasional bumps, and only the moonlight occasionally shone in the carriage, shining on the little girl's big panic-stricken eyes.

"It was my negligence. I only thought that it would be unsafe for you to be in the woods at night, but I didn't expect that it would be even more unsafe to leave you here alone."

Wanyan's throat felt astringent.

The adult stopped talking, but hugged her tightly, passing his warmth to her.

"My lord, have you found any useful clues?"

"It's dark and the sight is not good. The body has been transported back to Tongshan Mansion. We only need to wait for the autopsy to confirm the identity of the deceased. Looking at the state of the body now, she has been dead for at least ten days. It is very difficult to find out."

The adults sighed, feeling as heavy as Wan Yan.

"She was pushed down from the opposite mountain?"

"Yes, it was too early for us to find the body. I found a lot of key evidence. The body was transported here with a cart. As for whether it was because the cart overturned or the murderer deliberately dumped the body here, the search area will be expanded tomorrow."

Sensing Wan Yan shivering, Su Jizhi said slowly, "Don't think about it, I thought you would be more courageous after seeing the death scene of Wei Zhengwu and Qian Xi'er."

"No, I'm even more scared."

Wan Yan's voice was muffled and low, and Su Jizhi patted her on the back lightly.

"It's okay. If you are afraid, don't worry about this case these days."

"No!" Wan Yan raised her head from Su Jizhi's arms: "I want to help you, and besides, I already know all this, so I can't let it go."

"This case is hard to say. It should be the cruelest corpse I have ever seen. If you want to help me, you must be mentally prepared."

"How... so cruel?"

"Whether it's an injury before death or an injury after death, the deceased's body is covered with scratches and lacerations just by rolling down the half-hill, and there are other...let's wait for the autopsy results."

The adult stopped talking, but his expression became more and more gloomy.

On the second day, Wan Yan got up early in the morning and went straight to the east courtyard.

The adults had already set breakfast, and were sitting under the window flipping through the two pages of paper in their hands.

Hearing Wan Yan's voice, the lord raised his head, his brows were furrowed, and his face was gloomy.

Wan Yan yelled secretly, and couldn't think of any reason, so she ran to him in a few steps: "My lord, what's the matter?"

Su Jizhi handed the two pages of paper to Wan Yan.

Wan Yan took it, one was a portrait of Shang Wenli she drew, and the other was a simple figure of a human body.

It's just that there are many marked wounds on the body of the person in the portrait, such as a sharp weapon piercing through the lower abdomen, and half of an ear is missing.

and also……

There is a tear mole between the eyebrows.

Wan Yan's heart shrank suddenly, her fingertips trembled, and she couldn't breathe.

"Sir, what is this?"

"This is Shang Wenli's portrait. You drew it very well. This one is of the woman who was killed last night. I marked some characteristics of the corpse so that we can find the source of the corpse."

Su Jizhi's voice was hoarse and his face was sad.

"Shang Wenli... was killed?"

Su Jizhi nodded lightly: "Looking at it now, the deceased should be her. I have asked Miao Hong to go to the inn to look for the old couple... They should not have left Tongshan Mansion yet."

Wan Yan took a step back, her heart pierced like a knife.

(End of this chapter)