Forensic Poison Concubine

It turned out that the fourth Prince did not leave her in the palace.

Lift the cover cloth on the corpse body, Jun Zi Lin looks attentively, she slowly roll up the sleeve, look solemn and professional.

Zhou Jinmo wanted to say that although Luorou was beautiful, she was not good-looking. Because she hanged herself, her tongue drooped, her eyes protruded upward, and her face was blue purple. Even if he saw it, he would feel terrible.

But before his words were spoken, Jun Zilin lifted the cover.

And she didn't look surprised or even frightened.

Zhou jinmojun's face passed by strangely. Instead, he moved his eyes from the corpse to the 13-year-old girl in front of him.

Her appearance was quiet and serious, her slender fingertips fell on the body's skin, and her movements had a strange calm and delicate. It's as if she's not looking at a corpse, she's looking at a work of art.

Just a little girl, her reaction makes Zhou Jinmo feel very complicated.

The prince's strange but dark integrity made her calm and beautiful. Until Jun Zilin took back her hand from the corpse and came back to see it. Zhou Jinmo suddenly regained his mind and felt that the girl in front of him had been observing for a long time.

"I want an autopsy."

Jun Zilin spits out four words, then looks inside the house, and looks at Zhou Jinmo.

The fourth Prince blinked, and his beautiful face flickered with a sense of perplexity, because he didn't know what junzilin meant?

"Your Highness, you have to move the body with me." Jun Zilin simply said.

"You, you want to move, too?" Zhou Jinmo is surprised. Although he has a noble identity, junzilin is a delicate little girl. She takes it for granted to move a corpse. Did she often do it before?

Jun Zilin shrugged and her little face slowly showed a touch of healthy red. "If I don't move, your highness can't bear it alone, so let's move together!"

Then the week brocade Mo didn't speak again.

Zhou Jinmo naturally followed.

"Didn't you just do the autopsy? Why do you still have to do it now?" After putting down the body, Zhou Jinmo asked. He thought it was bright in the yard, but it was a little gray in the room, and it was not easy to see clearly.

"Hold the lamp."

Jun Zi Lin did not answer him, but put the body, intend to start.

This time, the fourth prince only brought the coachman, but not his subordinates. Naturally, he will do the work of holding the lamp.

In this room, he held five cups of tea directly. After the fourth Prince finished, he turned back and saw Jun Zilin waving in the air with her hands full of blood. In addition, her eyes turned up to show the terrible color of her white eyes. The fourth Prince slapped the nearest lamp off and looked at Jun Zilin like a madman in a daze. He murmured, "have you been infected by a ghost and become a madman again?"

As soon as the voice fell, Jun Zilin returned to normal.

She rolled her eyes at the fourth Prince and bowed her head to examine the body again.

But the fingers hooked into the mouth of the dead, but there was something that couldn't be hooked out. She didn't lift her head and said, "go get the knife, small dagger will do."

The fourth prince saw that her voice was cold and stiff, and her whole body was filled with a layer of air-conditioning that strangers should not get close to. Unconsciously, Zhou Jinmo felt that maybe he should take a dagger for her.

So the fourth highness took out the dagger that he had always cherished from his boot and handed it to him.

"Thank you."

Jun Zilin's voice is concise and formulaic. She takes the dagger, throws the scabbard aside, and the tip of the knife gets stuck into the mouth of the dead. She wants to hook the object out, but she can't do it anyway.

Finally, she looked up, her eyes were cold and serious, "Your Highness, can I dispose of the body at will?"

"You, what do you want to do?" Zhou Jinmo stepped back involuntarily. It wasn't that he was a wimp, but that junzilin's appearance always made him feel possessed by gods and demons. Besides, there was such a hard body beside him. Even as a dragon, Zhou Jinmo is a little uncertain.

Jun Zilin seriously told him, "as long as I dispose of the body, I can find clues to prove that the dead did not commit suicide, but homicide!"

"All right, all right."

Zhou Jinmo had to nod, but his brain was full of paste.

He was thinking, when did he know junzilin? It's in the Jin palace. At that time, the little girl told her secret. From then to now, this girl is like a ghost. He can't think of everything she does.

But wait, before the Jin palace?

What is Jun Zilin? He is a fool. Run to the street, chase Zhang Ruiyuan's carriage, run to Zhang Shizi's house, smash the door of the house, steal a bunch of flowers from the flower shop, and run to Zhang Shizi's house This is the real junzilin. Hello!

Whoa!

The fourth Prince's thought stopped abruptly with the sharp sound of a knife stuck into his bones.

Zhou Jinmo saw Jun Zilin directly cut Luo Rou's mouth, and finally drew something out of it. It's a wisp of hair with blood.Oh.

When Zhou Jinmo saw it for the first time, he couldn't help bending down and vomiting.

When Jun Zilin heard the voice, she remembered that she was not in modern times, but in ancient times. She quickly put away her hair and examined the tongue of the deceased again. She saw the broken section at the base of the tongue. Frowning, she repositioned the dead. And cover it with a cloth.

At that time, the fourth prince had already vomited all the acid in his stomach.

Full of bloody gas in the room, Zhou Jinmo waved his hand and quickly left the room. He put his hands on his knees, facing the broad sky outside, breathing clean air.

"Where can I wash my hands?" Jun Zilin's voice rang out behind him, and near it was the sound of footsteps.

Zhou Jinmo pointed at the back again and again. He didn't want to see the girl covered with blood.

"Well, you wait for me."

Jun Zilin hummed and went to the back of the house. It was a backyard with a patio.

She wiped the blood from her hand off her handkerchief, and then she made her own basin of water.

He was taking care of his hands inch by inch with Gleditsia angle. Suddenly, he heard the sound of a wind passing over the plants. She felt a little strange, because in the backyard, there was no subtle wind blowing in.

Is it someone?

She suddenly got up, but saw a shadow running past in front of her eyes, several at the same time determined that this person might be the murderer!

Jun Zilin rushed to the shadow, and yelled at the fourth prince in the front yard.

"Don't move."

Suddenly, a handsome man's voice came from behind. Jun Zilin felt that the other side's sword was pointing at her heart, but she couldn't see what the other side's face looked like.

"Well, I won't move."

Jun Zilin raised her hands and relaxed her vigilance. The next moment, the bloody handkerchief in his hand suddenly threw out and ran away.

"Well! Well

Mouth was firmly covered, Jun Zilin did not expect the other party's action will be so fast!