The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 360 She Wants To Know How He Will Be
At noon, the scorching sun was so hot that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

Jingzhou is windy and sandy, and the sun is relatively hot, especially in the morning, the sun is like fire.

Not long after Su Qingran walked in the sun, her little face was flushed red.

Although the weather is not hot, but the sun is more hurtful.

Early this morning, Bailihe took Xiao Ze to Yanshan to move things, while Su Qingran followed Jun Qinghan to a small village called Liuzhuang Village.

This village is the one with the most dead people in the reservoir case.

Because the dead are all young and middle-aged men, most of the village is now full of old people, women and children. Without labor, the fields in the village are almost barren, overgrown with weeds, and there is depression and desolation everywhere.

Jun Qinghan found the village chief and asked him to gather all the people in the village together, and then explained his intention to everyone.

As they expected, when the people in the village heard that the coffin was about to be opened for an autopsy, they fell silent. No one agreed, let alone said anything.

The village chief tapped the ground with his cane, "Speak up, why is no one talking?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone buried their heads even lower, not daring to look forward at all.

"Murong Hou Ye came here to make decisions for your son and your man, you should say something!"

"Village Chief, I know that Lord Murong Hou came to help us avenge our grievances, but there is no such thing as opening the coffin." A white-haired old man sighed helplessly.

"Yeah, it's unlucky to open a coffin..."

"If my husband knew that his body was dug up after his death, he would die with regret..."

"We don't need to seek justice, but we absolutely cannot open the coffin."

For a while, there were objections from the crowd, and everyone peeped at Jun Qinghan worriedly and fearfully.

Someone knelt down directly, "Village chief, it's not that you don't know the customs in the village. Once the coffin is opened, the whole village will be unlucky for three years!"

"Village chief, have you forgotten that Er Gouzi accidentally dug your family's ancestral grave when shoveling the ground more than ten years ago. Strange things have happened frequently in our whole village for three consecutive years, and several people died for no reason..."

Mentioning this matter, everyone immediately looked panic-stricken.

The village chief hesitated at the words, and looked at Jun Qinghan in embarrassment, "Murong Hou Ye, look at this..."

The people in the village saw that the village chief's attitude was loose, and they all knelt down, "Murong Hou, we don't want to seek justice, please don't open the coffin, please..."

Seeing everyone kowtow, Su Qingran couldn't help frowning.

She knew that in ancient times, it was very difficult for them to accept things like opening the coffin.

But she didn't expect that they would not accept it at all.

Looking up at the man beside her, she really wanted to know what would happen to him in this situation.

Jun Qinghan glanced at the crowd, and said coldly, "Village Chief, I must open the coffin for an autopsy today, what should you do?"

"Murong Houye..." The village chief looked at the cold iron mask on Jun Qinghan's face, slowly turned his gaze to the crowd, and said with difficulty, "Since Murong Hou opened his mouth, two families must stand up .”

"Village chief, just open Tie Zhu's coffin, anyway his wife is clamoring to remarry..."

"Why open the iron pillar, I don't agree, if you want to open it, open your son's!" Zhang Cuihua was dissatisfied.

"You've remarried, why do you care so much?"

Jun Qinghan looked at the two who were arguing, and said in a cold voice, "The one who opens the coffin will be rewarded with silver and white taels."

After the words fell, the air suddenly became silent.

But in an instant, Zhang Cuihua hurriedly knelt down and begged, "Murong Marquis, the woman is willing!"

　I was short of 2000 and I didn’t finish writing. I felt a little nauseous when I wrote it. I couldn’t see the screen clearly. I’ll make it up tomorrow. I’m sorry everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)