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Chapter 314 Mountain Climbing (an additional chapter for a monthly pass)

Yang Qiuchi packed up the testing equipment, opened the door and came out. Song Yuner, Song Qing and the pretty girl Hong Ling were all sitting at the door waiting.

Yang Qiuchi was a little curious: "What's wrong with the three of you? Don't go to sleep, what are you doing here?"

Song Qing said quietly: "I can't sleep."

"Yeah, it's so hot and stuffy, it seems to be raining, isn't it, Second Mistress." Hong Ling said obediently.

Song Yuner gave them both a blank look: "Why are you beating around the bush? Isn't it because he didn't go back, so you two can't sleep? What are you doing with the weather!"

"Hey," Yang Qiuchi smiled, and said to Song Yun'er, "Yun'er, what about you? Since you don't think the weather is stuffy, why don't you go to bed and why are you staying here?"

"Me? I have nothing to do. I just walk around. If I see them here, I will come and have a look."

Song Qing smiled and said, "It's a lie! When Hong Ling and we came, you were already here. Hee hee"

Song Yuner glared at them, then changed the subject and asked Yang Qiuchi: "Hey! Did your ax test find any problems?

Yang Qiuchi shook his head dejectedly: "After half of the investigation, I still haven't found any suspicious axe."

Song Yun'er comforted Yang Qiuchi, and seeing that it was already three o'clock at night, she said goodbye and went back to her room to sleep.

The next day, after charging for a whole morning, it was barely enough.Yang Qiuchi spent the afternoon and evening to continue testing, but he still couldn't find the ax with the same cut and scratch marks on the thin iron chain extracted from the neck of the deceased.

Two days were wasted, and the dozens of axes were inspected one by one without any cracking or cracking, but nothing was found.

Yang Qiuchi was very depressed. He was not afraid of hard work, but he was afraid that it would not work.Could it be that the detection is wrong?No, Yang Qiuchi has always been very serious about inspections, and will not let go of even a little bit of suspiciousness, but in the comparison of hundreds of cut and scratch marks just now, not to mention the same marks, there are not even very similar ones.

What is the reason?Did I find the wrong incision site?The real cutting edge is not detected?Impossible, I am a careful inspection of ax and ax.As long as there is a curling or cracking part on the edge of the axe, Yang Qiuchi, without exception, carried out a comparison test of the traces of the simulated chopping and cutting.

However, even though he was very careful, Yang Qiuchi still couldn't find the weapon that cut the iron chain.Has the real murder weapon not been extracted?Or, was the murder weapon not an ax at all?

That's not an ax or a hatchet, what could it be?Yang Qiuchi couldn't figure it out.The clue is broken, why continue?

This night is Song Qing's bedtime attendant.After Hong Ling served Yang Qiuchi and Song Qing washed, undressed and went to bed, she went to sleep in the outer room.

Yang Qiuchi was lying on the bed, not feeling sleepy at all.He is like this, as long as there is something on his mind, he will not sleep well.

Song Qing was worried that Yang Qiuchi was sick, so she stroked Yang Qiuchi's forehead with her hand, and then touched her own, but she didn't find any abnormality in her body temperature, and asked in surprise, "What are you thinking?"

"Thinking about the case, if I can't find out the real culprit in a day, my heart is hanging."

"Don't think about it, let's go to Yinling Mountain tomorrow to play for a day and relax, okay? I see that you have been busy solving the case for the past few days, so take time to relax, maybe you will have inspiration! Besides, you Busy with official duties all day long, I don’t pay attention to others, and they are locked in this yamen all day, and they will be suffocated to death!”

Yes, this case of the floating corpse was unexpectedly tricky. Now that there are no clues, there is no way to solve it. It's good to go to relax.Song Qing's words just now made Yang Qiuchi feel a little distressed. She turned to put her arms around her smooth body and asked, "Yinling Mountain? Where is it? Is it far away?"

"Not far!" Song Qing felt loose after hearing Yang Qiuchi's words, and she hugged Yang Qiuchi happily, and said, "I heard that it is more than ten miles outside Bazhou City. The sea is beautiful."

"Really? Is my clay doll more beautiful?" Yang Qiuchi teased her.

"Clay dolls are not beautiful," Song Qing said softly, "A clay doll is nothing compared to others, not as beautiful as Hong Ling, not as soft as Sister Zhihui, not as understanding as Miss Bai, and even more so. Sister Shang Xiaoxue is virtuous."

"But, there are clay dolls that others don't have."

"What do I have?" Song Qing asked curiously.

Yang Qiuchi put his finger on her smooth face: "My clay doll has a dimple that no one else has. When I smile, I am so fascinated! I was fascinated by your dimple at the beginning!"

Song Qing laughed loudly: "I'm only beautiful with this little dimple, isn't there anything else that looks good?"

"Yes, your teeth are neat, white and bright, and you are beautiful. And this skin, this figure..."

"Okay, let's see what you are boasting about." Song Qing said angrily. "It's fine if you like it, but I'm afraid that one day, when Qingqing gets old, you won't like Qingqing anymore."

Yang Qiuchi gently hugged her into his arms: "How could it be, don't think about it."

After all, Song Qing was still a half-grown child, and old age was still so far away from her, so she quickly forgot about it, shook Yang Qiuchi, and said coquettishly: "Then you promised to accompany Qingqing to play in Yinling Mountain tomorrow? "

"Anyway, the clues to the case are broken, so it's good to go and relax." Yang Qiuchi sighed, "We've been here in Bazhou for a short time, and we haven't gone out to have fun yet."

"Great!" Song Qing smiled and pulled Yang Qiuchi onto her body, hugged her tightly, and gave a grateful kiss.

Early the next morning, Yang Qiuchi told Song Yuner to go to Yinling Mountain to play together. Song Yuner was very happy, she was the age she likes to play most.

Yang Qiuchi took the two sisters of the Song family, Hong Ling, Shuang'er, and Xue'er, the pretty girl, under the protection of Nan Gongxiong and Xia Ping's personal guards, took a lot of food, and set off in a sedan chair.

After walking for an hour, they arrived at the foot of Yinling Mountain.When I looked up, I saw that the mountain was steep and towering.

Although he admired it, seeing such a high mountain, Yang Qiuchi was a little worried about whether he could climb it.

Nan Gongxiong suggested to find some slide poles and ride them up the mountain.

This sliding pole can be regarded as a unique means of transportation in Sichuan, and it is specially used for dignitaries and rich people to climb mountains.The structure is very simple. There are two long bamboo poles, and a small bamboo chair is tied in the middle, which is for the person who rides the pole.Two people at the front and back carried it, flickering and flickering up.

Yang Qiuchi agreed willingly, but seeing Song Yuner's mocking expression, he was clearly laughing at himself.He held his head high and said proudly: "Since you are here to climb the mountain, of course you have to go up it yourself. What kind of pole-skating is it? It's so boring."

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PS: Xifenglie,
The wild goose in the sky is called Shuang Chenyue.
frosty morning,
The horseshoes shattered,
The trumpet sounded and swallowed.
Xiongguan Road is like iron,
Now step forward from scratch.
start over,
Cangshan is like the sea,
The setting sun is like blood.
"Recalling Qin'e. Loushanguan" ——*** (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.CMFU.COM, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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