The Evil King's Crazy Wife: The World of Ghost Concubine

Chapter 348 The Strange Death

On the outskirts of Ningcheng, the people from the government surrounded the place where the Zhao family died and protected them in every detail. They received the order late at night. Although they were a little afraid of this gloomy suburb, they did not dare to disobey and could only stick to it. Here, everyone's eyes were wide open, not daring to be negligent, but the crime scene was well protected without any deviation.

When Yun Lanyue and the others arrived, Zhao Dahu's previous judge, Yu Chengji, greeted him and knelt down to pay respects: "His Majesty the Crown Prince, Empress of the Crown Prince, Your Highness, please be well..."

"There's no need to talk about falsehood." Before Yu Chengji finished flattering, Yan Beihui said, "Where's the person?"

"If you go back to Her Royal Highness, it's all here." Yu Chengji looked a little embarrassed, but he still didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly led them over, and the guards automatically made way.

Just as Yan Beihui was about to go there, Yun Lanyue grabbed her wrist: "Hui'er, didn't you say that, you just came up with us, you won't go to see those things."

Yan Beihui was also curious, and twisted her body coquettishly: "But sister-in-law, Hui'er is here."

Yun Lanyue frowned, but still didn't agree, Yan Beiqin stepped forward and said: "Listen to your sister-in-law, and, don't you want to see Chun'er, she is buried not far away, let Chen Leng take you there look."

Yan Beihui originally came to see Chun'er, so she nodded in response, "Okay then, I'll go to see Chun'er, Ruyi, let's go."

"Yes, princess."

With Chen Leng taking them with them, they were also very relieved. Yan Beiqin looked at Yun Lanyue and said, "Actually, you should also go with her. She can't watch, but you can?"

"Is there anything you can't see? I'm afraid you will have more chances to see this kind of thing in the future. Let's take a look now, lest you don't even have the courage to look at it in the future."

"Qiqi..." Although what she said was reasonable, he just didn't want to hear similar words from her, so he called out to her meaningfully, Yun Lanyue smiled, didn't say anything, just looked at the pile of As the corpse walked, Yan Beiqin had no choice but to keep up.

It's just a few dead people, it's commonplace for her, she doesn't feel any fear at all, but Qiaocui and Jishui are standing on the outside, not daring to come in and see.

Qiao Cui was a little worried: "Your Majesty."

Yun Lanyue turned her head and glanced at them: "You just stand there, you don't have to wait."

"But empress... promise." Ji Shui wanted to persuade a few words, but after seeing Yun Lanyue's eyes, he didn't say anything more, and the two of them stayed obediently and stood on the periphery surrounded by the government.

Yan Beiqin was also a little worried at first. After all, there are so many corpses, she looks a little horrified, but seeing that she doesn't seem to be afraid at all, she is relieved. Maybe it's because she is in Yun's house, and she is afraid that she is listening to the old man. The stories on the battlefield already have a certain immunity to casualties and the like.

Although it is deep winter, the weather is cold, and the corpses rot slowly, but after all, there are so many people here, and the unpleasant smell still makes people unable to help covering their noses, but Yun Lanyue seems to have been used to this for a long time. This kind of questioning is as usual, without any cover. This not only surprised Fuhai and Chen Zhuo, but even Yan Beiqin was a little puzzled. If it is because she was born as a general, then her adaptability seems to be too strong a little.

"Seven seven."

Yun Lanyue coughed twice suddenly, Yan Beiqin realized that she was holding her breath.

"I told you a long time ago not to watch it, you must be disobedient."

Yun Lanyue waved at him, then knelt down to examine the corpse.

In front of him is Zhao Jiabao, the arrogant and wireless Ningcheng Yiba, but now he is silent, but this Zhao Jiabao is a damn person, Yun Lanyue will not feel sorry for him, so she can't help but look at him more The reason for the few glances was his death.

The note said that the Zhao family died suddenly and there was no murderer, but in her opinion, that was not the case. In this world, there will always be a little bit of strange power and chaos, which ordinary people can't understand. The destruction of the whole family is obviously not as simple as sudden death.

Zhao Jiabao is fair and clean, he is used to being arrogant on weekdays, and he looks radiant, but the corpse in front of him can't tell that he was a pampered young master before his life. At this moment, Zhao Jiabao's bird's nest is deeply sunken, and his skin is showing a An eerie gray-black dark yellow.

Even if he changed from a young master to a beggar, his skin color would change a little, but it is only two days now, it is impossible to suddenly become like this now, she looked at the other corpses, and her heart became more determined, not to mention, there are still There are so many corpses, all in the same death condition as him.

Yan Beiqin frowned and looked at the situation in front of him, and shouted: "What's wrong with you?"

The judge, Yu Chengji, breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that thanks to his cleverness, he brought Wu Zuo, otherwise, His Royal Highness would definitely feel that he was ineffective and blame him.

"Your Highness, I have been waiting here for a long time, and I have already investigated it before. If you have any questions, he will definitely know everything." Saying that, Wuzuo who was waiting at the side called over .

Yan Beiqin was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and looked directly at the old man beside him: "Are you Ning Cheng's master?"

The old man bowed his hands: "If you go back to His Royal Highness, the old man has been in the profession for more than [-] years, and it can be said that he deals with the dead."

With more than thirty years of experience, Yan Beiqin nodded slightly and asked, "Since you have seen the corpses of the Zhao family, what did you find?"

"Returning to His Royal Highness, there were eight victims in the Zhao family's murder case, two men and six women, all of whom died in the same manner."

"Oh?"

At this point, Wu Zuo hesitated: "It's just that I have been in the industry for more than [-] years, and I have never seen such a situation."

"What do you mean?"

"Your Highness, I dare not hide anything. The Zhao family has no external injuries, not even internal injuries. That is to say, it is a bit strange that others did it, but if it is not someone else, it is a wealthy family to find a family member." On weekdays, the old man has also met several times, all of them are fair-skinned, but not as pale and thin as they are now. Moreover, the most obvious one is Zhao Dahu, the former magistrate of Ningcheng. He is originally fat, but Now it's like losing twenty or thirty catties overnight, which is really weird."

"Weird?"

"Yes, Your Highness, it's just weird."

"What Wu Zuo meant, could it be that the cause of death of the family members is a theory of strange power?"

Wu Zuo cupped his hands and said: "I don't dare to draw conclusions, and I, Dayan, never believe in such claims, but the murder of Zhao's family of eight is indeed a bit strange, and I can only think so."

Yan Beiqin waved his hand, and Wu Zuo retreated to the side. He narrowed his eyes inexplicably, not knowing what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)