Judicial Doctor, Wild Princess

The small skirmishes between the children were no longer important. Amidst the sharp screams, adults began to arrive from Bai San Village one after another.

Bai San Village and Black Water Village were similar, not just because they were neighbors, but also because the area it occupied was similar to the population.

The child under the tree saw his master and ran over crying. He buried himself in the man's arms and refused to come out.

The adults were all stunned.

After a short period of absent-mindedness, Xiaoli regained her senses. Looking at the crowd that was gathering in the distance, she calmly stopped them all, "All of you, stand still. Don't come over."

The adults stopped in their tracks and looked at them suspiciously from a few meters away.

With just a single glance, everyone could tell that these few boys from Blackwater Village knew each other. However, they did not know the one in the middle, who was white, tender and pink.

Which family is this child from?

A child from a fishing village who looked this white?

"Da Hu, what are you guys doing?" A woman from Third Village asked.

Da Hu was also dumbfounded. If his "Big Bro" wasn't here, he would have wet his pants in fright.

However, even if it wasn't to the point of wetting his pants, he definitely didn't want to stay under this tree any longer. Above their heads hung a dead man!

The big tiger walked to the side in a panic, while the other children followed behind him.

Xiaoli extended her hand out and pulled Da Hu back, and said: "I do not know the people here, help me recognize them, who is that person on the tree?"

"What?" Da Hu's fur stood on end. "Recognize, recognize a person? "No, no, no, big brother, let me go, I don't recognize anyone, I am afraid, I am afraid …" Xiaoli frowned and stared at him: What are you afraid of?

Da Hu cried until his face turned white. "I'm afraid of Hanged Ghost!"

Xiaoli sighed, she raised his head and spoke to the villagers in the distance: "There has been a murder case here, and no one is allowed to come near, I do not wish to destroy the scene, may I ask if the village head is here?"

A five or six-year-old child was looking for the village chief with a serious expression.

The villagers were all suspicious and were still thinking about the "murder case" when someone pointed stupidly at a teenager behind the person, "The village chief is not here. The loyal brat from the village chief's house is here."

Xiaoli looked at the youth and waved her hand.

Chen Zhong pointed at his nose in bewilderment. Then, he mysteriously took a few steps forward and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Chen Zhong walked past him again. When he had covered enough distance, Xiaoli pointed at the top of her head and asked: "From this angle, can you recognize her?"

Only then did Chen Zhong see the person hanging on the tree. He was immediately scared to the point that he lost his soul and his legs went weak. He sat on the ground and shouted with a trembling voice, "A dead man …"

Hearing Chen Zhong shout 'dead', the villagers in the distance could no longer stand and they all rushed over.

Xiaoli shouted, "Stop!"

His voice was filled with inner strength, and it was especially loud, shocking everyone present.

The word "murderer" scared the innocent fishermen witless.

After the panic, someone questioned the unknown child. "Who the hell are you?"

Xiaoli glanced at the big tiger.

Da Hu's crying voice turned hoarse. He rubbed his eyes and said, "This … this is my big brother …"

Wasn't Big Brother Da Hu a leopard? This child was not a big leopard!

The villagers didn't know what was going on, but the tree had already been taken over by the children from Blackwater Village, so they weren't allowed to go near it.

However, whenever someone wanted to approach him, the "Big Brother" in the big tiger's mouth would look over with narrowed eyes. They did not know what kind of magic was in that look, but they just did not dare to go forward.

This was truly strange.

Xiaoli also found it difficult, he was not her mother, nor was she the Uncle Rong. Even though he felt that she was already a doctor who could take charge of her own business, he had never tried to face corpses while her mother was not around.

He didn't know if it was the right thing to do.

He was imitating his mother. He couldn't see if he was imitating her, but he was trying his best to act and maintain his composure.

Panting, Xiaoli encouraged herself secretly and said to Chen Zhong: "Come and take a look."

After all, Chen Zhong was a teenager who was only two or three years older than Da Hu. He was also intimidated by this kid as he shakily walked over and weakly looked at the tree.

The first person he saw was Hanged Ghost's large round eyes. He was so frightened that he almost slapped Hanged Ghost.

Xiaoli immediately rushed over, he tiptoed and held onto his shoulder, and comforted him: "The hanging man's knot is pointing from the outside to inside, the light is not good now, the sky is too dark, I cannot recklessly put him down, I am afraid I might miss some details, so you can only recognize his, look carefully, do you recognize her?"

Perhaps because of his gentle tone, Chen Zhong was slightly at ease. He timidly looked for a while before saying in surprise, "Yes, it's Second Treasure Sis."

The moment Chen Zhong said "Two Treasures", the woman in red, who was carrying her child, stood quite a distance away. Her eyes widened as she stumbled over.

"Halt!" Xiaoli shouted again.

The woman didn't listen at all and ran under the tree. She raised her head to acknowledge her daughter, and she immediately broke down in tears. "Er'Bao, Er'Bao, my Er'Bao …"

The woman cried too miserably. The other villagers also hurried over.

When Xiaoli saw the scene, she could not control her emotions and shouted through gritted teeth, "What I said was true, the knot in the rope has been untied, indicating that the person tying the rope is a left-handed person. This Er Bao girl's right hand has a cocoon around the palm of her hand, but her left hand only has a cocoon around the knuckles, which means that she is used to doing farm work with her right hand. This means that the rope is not his own. Where did she bleed? Was she injured before she died or after she died? These were all related to the identity of the culprit! If you come back here again, you will only help that murderer hide the evidence! If I am unable to find the true culprit's identity and can't make Miss Er Bao rest his eyes in peace, Miss Er Bao will probably not let you off even if you become a ghost! "

After a few shouts, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked at the boy whose cheeks were flushed from excitement.

No one dared to move. Even Er Bao's mother, who was gasping for breath, stopped crying and didn't know what to do.

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