Chapter 21

All of a sudden, I saw a late action.

Zhang Chengying fixed her eyes and saw that Xiangwan took out a corpse knife from a tool box and rowed directly at the head of the corpse. A moment later, they saw a thick long iron needle in Xiangwan's hand.

Feng Che Mou color frets, looking at to take that needle to stand up toward the night.

"The girl was put into her brain by the needle burned by the fire, which blocked the blood circulation and made her body unable to breathe, which made her suffocate and die." The needle was put into a white handkerchief in her hand. There was no blood on the needle. "Because the needle was burned, there was no blood mark when it was inserted, and because the needle was between the hair clumps, it was even more difficult to find. Ordinary work would not find it at all!"

Zhang Chengying repeatedly said strange, looking at Xiangwan, eyes are full of admiration, "it seems that please come to the girl, half right!"

Feng Che's vision stayed on the iron needle for a long time, then fell on Xiang Wan's face, half ring way, "please come with me, girl."

Where are you going?

See get Feng Che to directly descend a building, toward the evening saw the Zhang Cheng Ying behind one eye, see the latter a pair of don't much speech of appearance, dun dun, also followed up.

The carriage stops outside the inn. Fengche asks Xiangwan to get on the train, and then enters the carriage. Seeing that the carriage starts slowly, Xiangwan doesn't understand, "isn't it an investigation? Where are you going now? "

Feng Che looked at her one eye, but did not answer the question, "are you afraid of death?"

dead person? Xiangwan picks her eyebrows. She's all stabbing at the dead. Is she afraid of the dead?

As if from her expression read everything, Feng Che slightly hook lips, "that's good."

At night, she was still puzzled. She picked up the curtain and saw that the car had gone out of the market to the suburbs. Now, she was even more puzzled.

"To the dead?"

She vaguely guessed a few points, only thought that where there was a similar homicide.

Feng Che nodded and said, "yes, to Yizhuang."

"Yi..." took a cool breath towards the night.

Yizhuang, the place where corpses are stored, is equivalent to a modern underground morgue. However, the conditions in ancient times were poor. Some of the corpses that have not been claimed were stored for a long time without a frozen environment. I'm afraid they are beyond recognition and stink, right?

She raises her head and then stares at Feng Che. Seeing her staring eyes and bulging cheeks, she is obviously impatient. Feng Che smiles and says, "do you think it's so easy to earn four thousand taels of silver?"

Xiang Wan's face turned black. "Since I'm going to Yizhuang, I need to prepare something to go to the market first."

Feng Che is noncommittal, but still orders the coachman to turn around and go to the market.

After buying the necessary medicinal materials and tools, Chaoyang, the man in black who stopped him before, followed her all the time. Xiangtan still remembers that he stopped her before. For all the things she bought, she directly told the shopkeeper to ask the person behind to pay for them. It was clear that Chaoyang's face was extremely bad, so she felt more comfortable!

These men really think she is a soft persimmon?

Yizhuang is a little far away. Xiangwan's old wounds are not healed, and some of them are languid in the carriage. At least she is well, but these people treat her like a cow. Can they be well? If it were not for the need for money, she would not do such thankless things!

Yizhuang is at the foot of a barren mountain. It's a dark room. It's frightening to look at it.

"Do you want to go in?" To the evening slants the eye to see a side of Feng Che.