Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 1247 Say it out in one word, long and uproarious!

Chapter 1248 Say it out in one word, long and uproarious!

What the aunt said was serious, and the vegetable vendor next to her also thought it was true: "It's a crime, it must have been wronged so much that it caused the two young masters of their family to die one after another, and I don't know how many times the ghost will kill." indivual."

"Isn't there still two grandchildren? I don't think the two children will get better." After finishing speaking, the aunt sighed: "It's just that the two children are so young. If you say it will cost you your life, go find the grandson and grandson's wife." Ah, what is it to have a child?"

Liu Wei listened to the freshness, and couldn't help but strike up a conversation: "Is there a murder case here?"

The aunt took a look at him, saw that he was a young man with a fair face, and said, "You are not from our county, are you?"

Liu Wei said: "Passing by Gui County, I just got off the boat today."

When the aunt heard this, she said, "Then you have to leave quickly. There have been several unsolved cases here. It's been a month and we haven't found the murderer, and I don't know what kind of pervert the murderer is! You are from out of town But it’s best not to stay too long, even those of us local honest bosses go home after work, and if we stay outside for a while, we are afraid that we will easily meet the murderer!"

Liu Wei nodded and accepted the aunt's advice, then poked the probe again, and asked, "Can you tell me more about it?"

The aunt immediately lowered her voice, mysteriously, and started to give a complete science popularization.

Wei Chou also went to buy a lot of things, most of which were food. After staying on the boat for so long, all he ate was dry food. Now he desperately wants to eat some meat.

When they came over with meatloaf in their mouths, Wei Chou saw the tigress who had enslaved them all the way was sitting on the side of the chicken stall with a cute face, talking to the chicken seller.

Wei Yu couldn't help pushing Zhong Ziyu beside him: "She will pretend to be self-effacing in front of outsiders, she doesn't know how fierce she is usually, she is simply a crazy woman."

Zhong Ziyu stayed away from him in disgust, and didn't let his oily hands touch his clothes, and said calmly: "Go and ask her, should I stay here for the night, or leave today?"

Wei Chou snorted: "What's the use of asking this, can she know where to go? Everyone's family is ruined, and where to go is different..."

Zhong Ziyu said: "She has looked over."

Wei Chou immediately shuddered, and the meatloaf in his mouth almost strangled him.

Looking at the chicken stall again, the noble boy who looks like a dog and disguised as a man really looked over. Wei Yu was so crowded just now, but now he is so cowardly. He asked respectfully, "What are your orders?"

Liu Wei frowned, wondering why this man nodded and bowed suddenly, only looked at his guilty face, and said, "Find an inn, we'll stay tonight."

……

Because it was close to the pier, Wei Chou simply found an inn built near the pier. The inn was not big, but it was quite lively with people coming and going.

As soon as Liu Wei entered, he saw an old man with a mustache on the side of the lobby on the first floor, waving a fan and talking eloquently: "If you want to say that the grandson of the Sun family is a very lucky person, you can't guarantee it." It's just that the luck is so good, no, God is jealous..."

If the storyteller wants to listen to many audiences, he must tell stories that the common people like to listen to. The murder case that was published this morning, but after a while, a story has already come out. People who don’t know the details really enjoyed hearing it, and some people raised their hands Question: "Then Young Master Sun is dead, what should his wife do?"

That's right, when it comes to Young Master Sun, everyone in Xijin County has to mention his wife, Mrs. Wan.

The Wan family is the daughter of the governor of Tingjiang Prefecture. It can be said that she is rich in gold and rich in clothing and food. Why do the civil and military and young talents in the court look down on him, but why do she look at the son of a merchant who looks extremely low in front of the officials?
And this is also the reason why Mr. Storyteller has repeatedly emphasized that Young Master Sun is blessed.

Isn't it?Not lucky enough to marry an official lady?Or a senior official of the third rank?

Liu Wei watched the excitement for a while, and simply found a place. When Wei Chou and the others went to arrange the guest room, she had already grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and she listened with relish.

Different from what the chicken seller aunt said, this storyteller told the first half of Sun Dashao's life, and the emphasis was on his wife. For a lifetime, the beauty is finally embraced, and the story is so romantic that it can be written into a story and acted in a drama.

Liu Wei listened for a while, and raised her hand to ask: "I heard that Young Master Sun died this time, and he was uglier than his younger brother? Is there such a thing?"

The storyteller slapped his fan and said, "That's a good question, the guest officer. How did you die? Have you heard of the eighteen levels of hell?"

Someone immediately yelled: "I've heard it, I heard it, my mother said that she committed a crime in her lifetime and went to the [-]th floor of hell, and she will make the little devil hook his tongue and fry the oil pan!"

"By the way, it's a frying pan!" The storyteller obviously has inside information. After all, the case just happened this morning. Most people know that the person died, and the death is ugly, but how to die? Everyone in the yamen has seen it, but the people outside are still unclear.

Seeing that everyone was interested, the storyteller played tricks again.

"You said, a person is so big, how big is the pot to throw him into it?"

A little girl gestured with her hands and said, "Yes, it's so big, isn't it?"

"But such a big pot, where can ordinary people have it? Tell me, is there any other way?"

The audience whispered to each other and shook their heads for a while: "I don't know, you should tell me quickly."

The storyteller smiled, and was about to announce the answer, when he heard a cool and handsome male voice float over from the door: "Cut it into small pieces, it will be easy to explode."

Mr. Storyteller was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look, and recognized at a glance that this was the young man who asked Young Master Sun how he died just now.

That young master is obviously not a local, and he has never seen him before, but this is near the wharf, and Xijin County is also a wharf county. There are always many strangers and merchants coming and going, so it is not unusual.

"Nonsense, how can you chop people into pieces, and you're not chickens, ducks and pigs!" The little girl who had just spoken clearly had never seen anything in the world, and she retorted decisively.

But the storyteller said at this time: "This young master is really right, he just chopped it into pieces and exploded it!"

Saying a word, there was a long uproar.

On the contrary, Liu Wei was not interested in listening to the following words because her guess was confirmed. She got up and went directly to the second floor.

In the corridor on the second floor, Wei Yu was lying on the railing and listening to the jokes below. When he saw Liu Wei coming up, he stood up straight, carefully pointed to the room behind, and said, "This is yours."

Liu Wei said "um", walked past him, stopped halfway, and turned her head.

When Wei Chou got nervous, his back went stiff.

Liu Wei said: "Go and find out what the yamen has to say about this case."

Wei Chou froze for a moment, then nodded immediately: "I'll go right away."

(End of this chapter)