The little girl of the general's house

Chapter 1388 Death
"Okay... okay." Jing Zhong coughed dryly again, then reached out and grabbed Li Yujiao's sleeve.

Li Yujiao just leaned half of her body out when her eyes suddenly met the eyes of the man standing in front of the attic window looking down...

It's Lu Zheng.

"Well, what a coincidence." Li Yujiao raised her hand and shook Lu Zheng on the attic.

Lu Zheng frowned.

From this angle, Li Yujiao just saw his nostrils.

His tone was very strange: "Who is pulling you?"

In fact, Jing Zhong had long guessed that Li Yujiao was talking to Lu Zheng, so he raised his voice excitedly: "What do you think, who else but me?"

Lu Zheng glanced at Li Yujiao coldly, and then disappeared by the window.

Jing Zhong felt that there was no sound outside, so he asked Li Yujiao, "Lu Zheng is gone?"

Li Yujiao hummed: "If you miss him, you can look for him up there."

"Then what do you do, you must sneak into the river." Jing Zhong said with a smile.

Li Yujiao didn't speak any more, but raised her hand to touch somewhere.

Jing Zhong was curious: "Did you find something?"

Li Yujiao hummed: "Is there a handkerchief?"

"Yes! Wait a moment." While speaking, Jing Zhong took out a square scarf from his arms, "Can you see this?"

Li Yujiao saw that it happened to be pure white, and said with a smile, "Very good."

She took the square scarf handed over by Jing Zhong, then pulled out a hairpin from her head, and carefully scratched the window a few times.

"Okay, trouble Jingsi is pulling me."

After standing still in the room again, Jing Zhong moved to Li Yujiao's side, and looked with his head: "What did you find?"

Li Yujiao handed the handkerchief to Jing Zhong, and while telling him to be careful, he put the hairpin back on the tied ball's head.

Jing Zhong carefully looked at the little bit of dark red in the snow-white veil, and asked, "Is this... dried blood?"

Li Yujiao nodded: "It's not too far away."

Jing Zhong groaned, and returned the handkerchief to Li Yujiao: "Actually, it's reasonable to think about it. The murderer must have thrown the corpse through the window, and some bloodstains would inevitably be left in the process of throwing the corpse."

"Well, it's very possible. I can't find any other useful clues in this room for the time being. Let's go to the attic. By the way, this veil will be returned to you after I finish using it and wash it."

Jing Zhong glanced at the handkerchief thoughtfully, thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, forget it, I'll give it to you, and then you can do whatever you want with it."

When Li Yujiao heard this, she looked at Jing Zhong with a smile: "What? Does Jing Sizheng still have a cleanliness habit?"

"Er..." Jing Zhong thought about his words, and finally said, "Actually, I am not as interested in the things of the deceased as you are. I am not very interested in these things."

Li Yujiao laughed twice: "Understood, most people feel unlucky."

Jing Zhong touched his nose: "But don't get me wrong, I have no prejudice against you and your work."

Li Yujiao nodded: "I understand. But in this world, some things always need someone to do it. If it wasn't you, it might be me. If it wasn't you, there would be someone else."

Li Yujiao suddenly thought of a sentence: "Do you know how many times a person will die in a lifetime?"

"Once! How many more times can I die?"

Li Yujiao smiled:

"But I once heard a saying that a man dies twice, the first when he dies, and the second when he is no longer remembered by the living. When people stop talking about him , don’t mention him, don’t think of him anymore, he will really disappear from this world completely.”

(End of this chapter)