Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Constable Feng was surprised when he saw this scene. He looked at Mao Qiji more.

Mao Qi, as if unconscious, lowered his head and ate the egg.

She has been very quiet, listening to Constable Feng and Shen Qing said things did not interrupt.

"It's not easy to do autopsy. I don't know if Zhang Xiucai and Mrs. Zhao have any internal injuries in addition to injuries," Constable Feng said

"Let's have a look at the two bodies after dinner." Shen Qingshi said.

Constable Feng nodded. If it was someone else, he might stop it. But when Shen Qing went to see the body, Constable Feng thought it was OK.

Even he is looking forward to Shen Qingshi's going to see the corpse. It's better to see something.

"To To stop The morgue? " Li Xiucai's face was pale, and seemed to tremble even more.

Constable Feng nodded, sighed, shook his head and said, "you'd better not follow me. If you're really afraid, you can go to the abbot. It's good to listen to the abbot tell you the Buddhist scriptures."

"Well, well, I'll I'll go to the abbot first. " Li Xiucai quickly answered, stood up and left, as if afraid that Constable Feng would stop him and take him to see the body.

Seeing that Li Xiucai had left, Constable Feng shook his head again and said, "are scholars so timid?"

"Timid?" Mao Qi, who had been silent, raised her head and looked at Li Xiucai's back. Thinking deeply, she said, "not necessarily."

"What's the matter?" Constable Feng's heart leaped when he saw her appearance and asked, "what does the girl see?"

Mao Qi didn't answer him. Instead, he asked, "you said you were going to investigate the people who didn't show up in the yard last night. How's the investigation going?"

"Except for the empty room of Zhang Xiucai, the scope you gave me was three rooms. The scope was not large. The one near Zhang Xiucai's room was Li Xiucai. Li Xiucai said that he was afraid last night, so he stayed in bed all the time."

In the two rooms next to Li Xiucai, there lived a mother and daughter. Her wife had a mother waiting on her. She lived next to Li Xiucai. Both of them said they heard something. Later, Mrs. Zhao's body appeared in the yard. The master and servant came out of the room, but instead of watching the body, they went to the other side of the room.

The young lady and the maid lived in the same room. When their mother came with their mother, the four of them stayed in the room until dawn.

"Old people sleep very shallow. If there is something moving next door, they will hear something more or less." Mao Qi said.

Constable Feng nodded and said, "and that mammy didn't sleep much in order to take care of that lady."

"That's strange." Shen Qing laughed, looked up at Constable Feng and asked, "who do you think is the accomplice of Mr. Zhao?"

Constable Feng twisted his eyebrows, but looked at Mao Qi. He said, "I don't know yet."

After a pause, he added: "no evidence, no doubt."

When Shen Qing finished his last mouthful of porridge and tea, he wiped the corner of his mouth and stood up, "let's go and have a look at the body first."

The three men went to the meditation room where the body was placed.

"Mao Qi." Shen Qingshi called out to Maoqi.

Maoqi nodded and took out a pile of gloves as thin as cicada wings. She carefully put the gloves on her hands. As soon as she put on the gloves, she could not see that she was wearing gloves, and her sense of existence was almost nonexistent.

Constable Feng opened his mouth in surprise, but said nothing.