black belly prince cruel concubine

Chapter 153
Hearing this, everyone gasped.Chen Qiang was even more frightened. He saw the baby move just now, and then he reached out to hug it. Fortunately, fortunately... fortunately, this person came in time.Otherwise... Chen Qiang remembered Ning Youshu's words, looked at the poisoned baby, and exclaimed again in fright, pointing at the corpse with strange black blood flowing from seven orifices, "really, really, Black blood..."

Shen Hao looked very far, and sure enough, he saw black blood flowing from one of the babies' eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and the black blood snaked like ugly centipedes crawling on the baby's face, which was creepy.

The others couldn't help taking a step back, and no one dared to go forward to touch the mother and child.

At this time, a yamen servant came to report, "My lord, on the way back, Wen Wuzuo encountered the collapse of the Xishan mountain range, blocking the way back. I am afraid that he will not arrive in Beijing until ten days later."

Because of the New Year, Wen Wuzuo took a month off and went back to his hometown to watch the New Year with his wife, children and mother. After the New Year, he rushed back to Beijing overnight, but he did not expect to encounter an avalanche in the Western Mountains, and the mountains collapsed and the road was broken.

In this case, the mother and son who were the parties were all dead, and the post-mortem assistant was not there, so it was impossible to start.Shen Hao also had some troubles for a while, when he glanced at Ning Youshu, his eyes lit up, "Since you have been a prison guard and are so familiar with this poison, you must know something about the job of a prisoner, right?"

Ning Youshu is not modest, "Returning to my lord's words, Caomin once learned a little from the gangsters in Qingzhou government office."

"Well, you will replace Wen Wu as the autopsy for the mother and son."

"Yes." There was a glint of light flowing in the lowered eyes.

In the backyard of Prince Lei Ting's mansion, Yi Mo was forced by Jing Jing to embroider and play the piano in the house.

Yi Mo held the embroidery needle to look around, then turned the brocade handkerchief over and over again, looking at it for a long time without knowing what to do, then raised his eyes to look at Suzaku.

Suzaku coughed lightly in embarrassment, looked up at the sky, pretending not to see her master's 'helpless' eyes.cough cough!She doesn't know how to do this.

Disappointed, he threw the needle and thread aside, thinking about what happened this morning, and suddenly felt a headache.

In order to make her daughter a virtuous and virtuous woman, Jingyang forced her to die and insisted that she sit in the room and embroider a lily before going out.

"Hi! Master, good afternoon." Zhang Yuelu hung upside down from a golden hook, half-body appeared outside the window, and waved to Yimo with a smile.

Yi Mo glanced at him lazily and ignored him.

Zhang Yuelu jumped lightly and landed on the ground, "Master, what's wrong, why are you listless?"

With a flick of Yi Mo's fingers, a hair-thin embroidery thread with awe-inspiring aura flew past Zhang Yuelu's eyes like lightning and shooting stars.

There was a bang, like the muffled sound of iron nails being driven into a wooden plank, lingering in my ears.Zhang Yuelu's body stiffened, she turned her neck and looked back, only to see that the soft embroidery thread was pierced into the wooden board, three points into the wood!

A drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead!

Zhang Yuelu raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and suddenly became more honest, straightened his back, raised his head, raised his chest, raised his head, and stood upright.

Yi Mofu picked up a needle and thread to study carefully again, she is so smart, if she doesn't believe it, she will be defeated by this thing, "Ning have books to enter the government office?"

"All plans are within master's expectations." Zhang Yuelu hastily complimented.

Yi Mo no longer responded indifferently as in the past, but raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of anger, "What's going on with the avalanche in Xishan?"

Zhang Yuelu's complexion changed several times in an instant, and he replied submissively, "Master, this fact is an accident. When we went to Xishan to hinder the journey back to Beijing, our original intention was to tamper with the Qinghe Bridge, break the wooden bridge, and thus It made him unable to cross the river. Who would have thought that after entering the West Mountain, there would be a herd of deer migrating, and the deer would run away after being frightened... Later, the snow mountain on the West Mountain collapsed. Don't worry, master, there are no people living in the area around the West Mountain. The snow mountain collapsed and died. No civilian casualties were caused, but the road from Xishan to the capital was blocked."

Hearing Zhang Yuelu's explanation, the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his cold face softened, "It's good that no innocents are hurt."

Although Yi Mo's actions are ruthless, he is very principled in his actions and will definitely not harm innocent people.

On the second day, the mother and son were killed at the gate of the Yamen in Kyoto, which caused an uproar.The people in the capital were resentful and shocked. What resentment was, who was so vicious that he would not let go of a baby less than a hundred days old?What was shocking was that the murderer was too rampant and dared to kill people at the gate of the government office. Isn't this provoking the official authority and despising the imperial power!
"My lord, that woman suffered multiple stab wounds. Judging from the wounds, the person who attacked was a person who is accustomed to using left-handed saber techniques." Ning Youshu led Shen Hao and others to examine the wounds on the corpse, "My lord Look, the wound on the woman's back, the incision is smooth, and the hands are clean and neat, it should not be caused by ordinary people."

Standing behind Shen Hao, Wang Hu saw a hideous knife edge extending from the shoulder to the waist on the back of the female corpse, and the wound was filled with blood and flesh, as if a wild beast opened its mouth, trying to devour people.

Wang Hu was stunned, and suddenly recalled: "My lord, this wound is very similar to the wound on Old Man Yang's son a few days ago!"

The master beside Shen Hao also slapped his forehead, and said as if enlightened: "It's not just similar, it's exactly the same. My lord, my subordinates can be sure that this injury must have been done by the swordsman from the Slaughter Tower, 'The Guest in the Rain'."

The guest in the rain, whose real name is Wei Dian, is a swordsman who has not entered the slaughterhouse in the capital, and he is accustomed to using left-handed swordsmanship.He was originally a butcher with a violent temper. Because of a family property dispute, he hacked his elder brother to death with a butcher's knife in anger. Fearing that he would be imprisoned, he fled to the slaughter building to become a knifeman, and later committed several crimes. In this case, the murder method was similar to that of a woman, so the master remembered it.

Ning Youshu pondered and said: "Swordsmen are usually hired to kill people. This guest in the rain is definitely not the mastermind, and if you want to find the mastermind behind the scenes, you must find the guest in the rain."

"Mr. Ning doesn't know. After the guest in the rain became a swordsman, his whereabouts are erratic. The case of the old man Yang's family a month ago has not been solved until now, and there are rules in this slaughterhouse. The swordsman must not leak information about customers. If you violate the rules, you will be chased and killed by other swordsmen. So even if you find the guest in the rain, he will not tell us who is behind the scenes." Wang Hu, who knows the Slaughter Building very well, said.He has investigated several murder cases, all related to the Slaughter Building, so he knows more about the Slaughter Building than ordinary people.

Shen Hao was also silent for a while, most of the killers in the slaughter building were desperadoes, and they were organized by Jianghu, Jianghu has its own rules, and there is nothing they can do about it.

Ning Youshu frowned and pondered for a while, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suggested aloud: "My lord, Caomin has a plan in mind, I wonder if you can say it?"

Hearing this, Shen Hao was overjoyed, waved his hands and said, "Come quickly."

"My lord, why don't we follow the rules of the rivers and lakes... buy murder to kill!"

(End of this chapter)