Daming female forensic doctor

Chapter 2 King Zhao Di of Yan
Jian Qing stepped into the room and closed the door.

The oil lamp in the room is very dim, but it can still illuminate the bright colors on the man's fine clothes.He has a good body, his eyes are bright and deep, and there is an unnoticeable aura between his eyebrows. Even if he is sitting in this shabby room, his nobility is still undiminished.

Jian Qing stood beside her father's bed, not afraid of the man's gaze. After looking back at him, she saluted her father and asked, "Is dad feeling better today?"

There must be guests here, Jian Chong waved his hand, not wanting to talk about himself, but asked, "The murder that happened at Xinglai Inn last night, are there any clues to solve the case?"

Jian Qing said nothing. In her previous life, her many years of career had trained her to keep her mouth shut in front of people who had nothing to do with the case.She lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, and did not see the surprised eyes cast towards her by the guests.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Jian Chong coughed twice and sighed, "It's not that I can't help you. It's true, you've seen that I can't even get out of bed. The dog Jian Qing is still young and can't take on a big responsibility. In this line of work, Without the guidance of a famous teacher and years of sexual abuse, even if you have the intention, you will be powerless.”

Jian Qing didn't expect that her father would take her silence about the murder as a sign that she didn't know anything.

The man pondered for a long time, then he raised his head. The dim light from the bedside oil lamp shone on his face, as if it was coated with a layer of beeswax glaze. His bright black eyes were as bright as a torch, "I still remember, someone told me , you once told the police officers back then that the more roads you travel, the truth will slowly emerge."

Jian Qing looked at her father in surprise, when was "that year"?What qualifications does a gangster have to say such things to the guards?

Jian Qing was full of questions, but it was a pity that neither of them talked about those things "back then".

The father was in a daze for a while, then waved to Jian Qing, "Qing'er, this gentleman wants us to help investigate the case last night."

"Isn't Magistrate Jiang investigating the case last night?"

"What can a fool like Jiang Zhonglin find out? He might just hand over the job for some reason."

Jian Qing understood that the guest at Xinglai Inn died under strange circumstances last night.

The doors and windows were closed, the man was in the bathtub, and the dagger was inserted into his chest, reaching his heart.The heart is like a bubble. When the victim is struggling, this "bubble" will dodge. Unless you are a martial arts master, it will be difficult to stab.

Based on the analysis of these circumstances alone, Jiang Zhonglin sentenced the deceased to suicide, and no one could raise any objection.

This is how Jiang Zhonglin discussed with Master Zhou Shao just now.

Jian Qing smiled and squinted her fox eyes, "Since Your Highness, King Yan, wants to get to the bottom of things, it goes without saying that His Highness is in Lingqiu now, even though it is thousands of miles away. Someone comes over with a paper warrant and digs up and down Lingqiu." We have to find the real murderer three feet away, so why would Your Highness want to investigate the case secretly?"

"Qing'er!" Jian Chong roared angrily. He kept coughing in excitement. He lay on the bed and pointed at Jian Qing, "You, you, you traitor, what are you talking about..."

Jian Qing took a step back, even though she was coughing like this, she didn't forget to scold her.

"No need!" The man raised his hand and stopped Jian Chong.He moved his butt on the stool, turned around, and looked at Jian Qing with interest. Only then did he take a good look at Jian Qing, "How did you recognize my identity?"

Jian Qing thought to herself, is it so difficult to recognize your identity?

She was a little worried about her father. Although he was not her psychological biological father, he still took care of his daughter's needs. For the past two months, her father was worried that she would not be able to gain a foothold in the county government and that she would make mistakes during the autopsy. It took a lot of worry.After living under the same roof for so long, it is true that they are connected by blood, so it is inevitable to worry.

Hierarchy is strict!

Jian Qing raised her hands and saluted the man, "Your Highness, please forgive me for being rude!"

"You are not a good citizen, but an untouchable!"

A surge of energy and blood surged up, and Jian Qingzhi couldn't hold it back. She raised her eyelids and glanced angrily at the man. She remembered a sentence in her mind, "When the emperor is angry, millions of corpses will be laid down. When the common people are angry, comets will strike the moon, and white rainbows will appear." Every day, the cang hawk hits the hall!"

"The wrath of heaven will lay down millions of corpses. I am not the emperor, and you are not a man of common people. I am afraid that I will not be able to do what Zhuan Zhu and Nie Zhenghe did, lying on the corpses of two people and bleeding for five steps. The world is pure." Come on."

Jian Qing lowered her head silently. This person was so hateful that he could actually see her thoughts at a glance.

Sure enough, it was groundless. There were rumors outside that King Yan Zhao Di was a celestial being, but unfortunately he had a mysterious mind and acted treacherously.Jian Qing feels that the name is well-deserved. Since this person has a pair of eyes for detecting ghosts, why not find out the truth by himself?

"Continue what you said just now!" Zhao Di held the robe on his body, and a ray of light reflected from the blue satin with clouds and wind, almost blinding Jian Qing.

"The untouchables obey His Majesty's orders!" Jian Qing swallowed. "The prince has a circle of ferret-style hair on his collar. The half circle on his left shoulder is white, and the half circle on his right shoulder is yellow. His Highness must have been busy all the way. It came against the wind, so that there was a lot of dust on the wind hair."

"What does this mean?"

"The wind is blowing from the north, and His Highness is coming from the northeast. The wind and sand are mostly blowing on the right side of His Highness. His Highness's boots are [-]% new, but the middle part of the thousand-leaf bottom is seriously worn due to contact with the stirrups, which just proves that His Highness We rode all the way here. His Highness's robe is made of silky satin and is not easily stained by sand and dust. However, the sand and dust on the wind hair are not easy to clean, and the color is yellowish, indicating that there is less dust in the particles and more fine sand. His Highness must have traveled to a border town."

Zhao Di raised his left hand and rubbed his right shoulder, as if the bones that had been invaded by the wind and cold on the way here ached again.

He stared at Jian Qing with great interest. He had a handsome appearance and a smile that should have been like a hundred flowers blooming. However, this man's expression was cold and his eyes were deep, which made Jian Qing feel creepy.

"Go on!"

"His Royal Highness has the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix, and his majestic appearance. Since he came from the northeast, he is the only noble person there who meets the conditions mentioned by the untouchables."

King Yan's fief is in Beiping.

"Jian Chong, I didn't expect that you, an autopsy examiner, would actually give birth to a son who can recognize each other." Zhao Di didn't believe Jian Qing's lies, but fortunately he didn't ask further.

Now that his identity has been revealed, Jian Chong cannot lose his etiquette. He lies on the bed and kowtows to Zhao Di, "Make His Highness laugh!"

"No need to be polite!" Zhao Di turned to Jian Qing and asked, "Now do you understand why I can't come forward?"

This is Daichi.The palace of Prince Dai is in Datong.King Yan came here now, probably without letting King Dai know about it, and he must be doing it secretly.

When the emperor was getting old and the prince passed away, Emperor Jiayou didn't know that the brain nerve was suddenly wrong. So many grown-up sons with military exploits were not granted the title of emperor grandson, but a grandson who didn't know the sufferings of the world was appointed as the emperor's grandson. Inherit the Ming Dynasty’s legacy.

　Please collect it!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)