The noisy people suddenly became quiet because of this sudden sound, and a group of people searched for the source of the sound.
Xue Baochai hurriedly pulled Song Qingshu's sleeve: Baoyu, don't talk nonsense, this matter has nothing to do with us.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, and from the perspective of the Southern Song Dynasty, he was happy to see the conflict between the Qing Dynasty and Goryeo. How could he wade into this muddy water at this sensitive time?
But it’s not Jia Baoyu. No matter from any aspect, he has to interfere in this matter.
When the Fu sisters heard such a sentence, their hearts were thrilled and they turned back with expectation. When they saw that it was Jia Baoyu of the Southern Song Dynasty, they couldn't help but look disappointed when they came to the Central Plains this time and studied the information of various countries in detail. Naturally, they knew what kind of playboy Jia Baoyu was.
Fu Junmao frowned and said nothing, but Fu Junyu was not so kind: Bastard, what nonsense.
Hearing her name, Xue Baochai couldn't help but frown. This Goryeo is indeed a barbaric land, and women are so fierce.
Song Qingshu walked out calmly, looked at Jin Injun and said: Brother, did you just say that your young master died in such a miserable way, and he looked like he was dying with his eyes open.
Kim In-jun wiped his tears and said: Our young man was killed by a traitor and suffered extremely humiliated injuries. He committed suicide with hatred and naturally died with his eyes closed.
Song Qingshu secretly despised him, thinking that if you want to cry, you should be more professional. After wiping it for half a day, he didn't see any tears: These are just your guesses, but the fact is that your young master leaned back when he hanged.
What does this mean?Kim In-jun said disapprovingly.
This is the most critical point, because if a person hangs himself and dies, because of the huge weight of his body, he will break his cervical spine and look downward. Just like this, Song Qingshu explained while gesturing and raising his head upwards. There is only one possibility, that is, he will first break his neck from behind, and then disguise it as the illusion of hanging.
As soon as these words were spoken, the people from various missions were in an uproar, and the people of Goryeo looked at each other, especially the Fu sisters, with their eyes full of solemnity.
This is just your family’s words. It may be that Mr. Cui regretted it after hanging himself, and kept struggling, which eventually led to this kind of death.Among the Mongolian group, Fang Yeyu suddenly spoke.
His analysis immediately received a lot of echoes, and many people in other countries also felt that it was because he was too arbitrary to kill him based on this judgment.
You are all pampered princes and grandsons. It is normal to not know that such common sense of investigation is to verify whether I have nonsense. It is actually very simple. Please find some experienced coroners and you will know it as soon as you ask.
Song Qingshu has to sigh that the TV series that solved the case in his previous life was still useful. Thanks to the young Bao Qingtian, the famous detective Conan, and Di Renjie...
Prince Zongzan, who was standing beside Tubo, snorted: It seems like you are not a prince of a noble family.
Song Qingshu's heart was thrilled, and he had noticed the suspicious gazes of Xue Baochai and the woman in yellow. He hurriedly explained: That's because I happened to meet experts in this field before, and I heard him talk about similar cases.
Oh, who is that person?The woman in yellow asked.
It seems to be called Song Ci... Song Qingshu replied guiltily, calculating the time, Song Ci is almost from this era, but he is not sure of the specific date of birth, and even if he is sure, he cannot guarantee that there is still this person in this world.
The woman in yellow dress looked at Xue Baochai inquiry. The other party was from the Imperial City Department and should have registered the famous people in the world.
Xue Baochai nodded: There is indeed such a person. Song Ci was the Hunan prison envoy at that time and was a master in this regard.
When Song Qingshu heard her say this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that there was really this person in this era.
Xue Baochai in the distance glanced at him deeply and greeted a subordinate: Send someone to Hunan to find Song Ci to prove the matter to see if he knows Jia Baoyu.
yes!The spy from the Imperial City Department retreated quietly.
He is right, and the best coroner in Xixia is also the same judgment.
A crisp sound came, and a crowd was surging not far away, and a group of warriors from the Yipintang of Xixia came over surrounded by a bright girl.
Yelu Nanxian is already tall, and his legs look longer and round when riding on the horse. His whole body is gorgeous and heroic, and he suddenly becomes the focus of the audience.
Prince Zongzan's eyes lit up: This woman is good. Can the national master get her tonight?
Jiumozhi's face was so dark: She is the princess of Xixia, please don't mess around with the prince!
Fang Yeyu, on the other side, waved the fan in his hand, thinking that this woman is indeed beautiful, and I was a little moved by her. It’s a pity that the prince likes, alas...
On the other side of the Japanese, Hashiba Hideyoshi looked at her moving curves greedily and talked to Yagyu Tobukie beside him: Although I am in Japan, my appearance is no less than this woman, in terms of height, it is far inferior to that of the middle ground. As expected, everything exudes temptation.
Yelu Nanxian was used to being the focus of the crowd, and naturally walked between the Goryeo and the Qing people: Mr. Cui was not afraid of suicide because of injuries, but was murdered. When Wu Yunzhu left last night, Mr. Cui was still alive. It was obvious that someone sneaked in and killed him later.
Kim In-jun still said stubbornly: It is also possible that the mysterious man who rescued Wu Yunzhu killed him and shot him back.
That man was killed when he wanted to kill Wu Yunzhu, so why bother going back later?
Yelu Nanxian certainly knew who the mysterious man was, so he choked back. You kept pushing and hindering. Could it be that you are the real murderer?
Seeing that General Jin and the Fu sisters were looking at him, Jin Injun was also a little panicked: Don’t spit people with blood!
Yelu Nanxian ignored him and said directly: From now on, I will be responsible for investigating this case. Until we find out the real murderer, we are not allowed to cause trouble privately.
Kim In-jun wanted to say something else, but Kim Ruo, who was standing by, stopped him first: Since that's the case, I'll bother the Crown Princess.
As the host, the other party can use the most manpower and material resources, and it would be better for them to investigate the case.
Yelu Nanxian nodded and suddenly pointed at Song Qingshu and said: I heard what this young master said just now, and he was obviously proficient in the art of litigation and prison. Please join us together to help us investigate the case. I wonder if the young master is willing?
Fang Yeyu from Mongolia couldn't help frowning, thinking that Jia Baoyu was a little different from the rumored one. Didn't he say he was just a playboy who had been lying in the pile of makeup all day long?
Fu Junmao and Fu Junyu looked at Song Qingshu with suspicion on their faces, always feeling that the greasy and pink face in front of them was a bit unreliable.
Xue Baochai looked at each other with the woman in yellow, thinking that Jia Baoyu's love luck was very good during this period. The beauties he met along the way looked at him differently.
Noting that Yelu Nanxian had a secret wink at him, Song Qingshu held back his smile: It is better to obey your orders than respect!
Xue Baochai hurriedly pulled Song Qingshu's sleeve: Baoyu, don't talk nonsense, this matter has nothing to do with us.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, and from the perspective of the Southern Song Dynasty, he was happy to see the conflict between the Qing Dynasty and Goryeo. How could he wade into this muddy water at this sensitive time?
But it’s not Jia Baoyu. No matter from any aspect, he has to interfere in this matter.
When the Fu sisters heard such a sentence, their hearts were thrilled and they turned back with expectation. When they saw that it was Jia Baoyu of the Southern Song Dynasty, they couldn't help but look disappointed when they came to the Central Plains this time and studied the information of various countries in detail. Naturally, they knew what kind of playboy Jia Baoyu was.
Fu Junmao frowned and said nothing, but Fu Junyu was not so kind: Bastard, what nonsense.
Hearing her name, Xue Baochai couldn't help but frown. This Goryeo is indeed a barbaric land, and women are so fierce.
Song Qingshu walked out calmly, looked at Jin Injun and said: Brother, did you just say that your young master died in such a miserable way, and he looked like he was dying with his eyes open.
Kim In-jun wiped his tears and said: Our young man was killed by a traitor and suffered extremely humiliated injuries. He committed suicide with hatred and naturally died with his eyes closed.
Song Qingshu secretly despised him, thinking that if you want to cry, you should be more professional. After wiping it for half a day, he didn't see any tears: These are just your guesses, but the fact is that your young master leaned back when he hanged.
What does this mean?Kim In-jun said disapprovingly.
This is the most critical point, because if a person hangs himself and dies, because of the huge weight of his body, he will break his cervical spine and look downward. Just like this, Song Qingshu explained while gesturing and raising his head upwards. There is only one possibility, that is, he will first break his neck from behind, and then disguise it as the illusion of hanging.
As soon as these words were spoken, the people from various missions were in an uproar, and the people of Goryeo looked at each other, especially the Fu sisters, with their eyes full of solemnity.
This is just your family’s words. It may be that Mr. Cui regretted it after hanging himself, and kept struggling, which eventually led to this kind of death.Among the Mongolian group, Fang Yeyu suddenly spoke.
His analysis immediately received a lot of echoes, and many people in other countries also felt that it was because he was too arbitrary to kill him based on this judgment.
You are all pampered princes and grandsons. It is normal to not know that such common sense of investigation is to verify whether I have nonsense. It is actually very simple. Please find some experienced coroners and you will know it as soon as you ask.
Song Qingshu has to sigh that the TV series that solved the case in his previous life was still useful. Thanks to the young Bao Qingtian, the famous detective Conan, and Di Renjie...
Prince Zongzan, who was standing beside Tubo, snorted: It seems like you are not a prince of a noble family.
Song Qingshu's heart was thrilled, and he had noticed the suspicious gazes of Xue Baochai and the woman in yellow. He hurriedly explained: That's because I happened to meet experts in this field before, and I heard him talk about similar cases.
Oh, who is that person?The woman in yellow asked.
It seems to be called Song Ci... Song Qingshu replied guiltily, calculating the time, Song Ci is almost from this era, but he is not sure of the specific date of birth, and even if he is sure, he cannot guarantee that there is still this person in this world.
The woman in yellow dress looked at Xue Baochai inquiry. The other party was from the Imperial City Department and should have registered the famous people in the world.
Xue Baochai nodded: There is indeed such a person. Song Ci was the Hunan prison envoy at that time and was a master in this regard.
When Song Qingshu heard her say this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that there was really this person in this era.
Xue Baochai in the distance glanced at him deeply and greeted a subordinate: Send someone to Hunan to find Song Ci to prove the matter to see if he knows Jia Baoyu.
yes!The spy from the Imperial City Department retreated quietly.
He is right, and the best coroner in Xixia is also the same judgment.
A crisp sound came, and a crowd was surging not far away, and a group of warriors from the Yipintang of Xixia came over surrounded by a bright girl.
Yelu Nanxian is already tall, and his legs look longer and round when riding on the horse. His whole body is gorgeous and heroic, and he suddenly becomes the focus of the audience.
Prince Zongzan's eyes lit up: This woman is good. Can the national master get her tonight?
Jiumozhi's face was so dark: She is the princess of Xixia, please don't mess around with the prince!
Fang Yeyu, on the other side, waved the fan in his hand, thinking that this woman is indeed beautiful, and I was a little moved by her. It’s a pity that the prince likes, alas...
On the other side of the Japanese, Hashiba Hideyoshi looked at her moving curves greedily and talked to Yagyu Tobukie beside him: Although I am in Japan, my appearance is no less than this woman, in terms of height, it is far inferior to that of the middle ground. As expected, everything exudes temptation.
Yelu Nanxian was used to being the focus of the crowd, and naturally walked between the Goryeo and the Qing people: Mr. Cui was not afraid of suicide because of injuries, but was murdered. When Wu Yunzhu left last night, Mr. Cui was still alive. It was obvious that someone sneaked in and killed him later.
Kim In-jun still said stubbornly: It is also possible that the mysterious man who rescued Wu Yunzhu killed him and shot him back.
That man was killed when he wanted to kill Wu Yunzhu, so why bother going back later?
Yelu Nanxian certainly knew who the mysterious man was, so he choked back. You kept pushing and hindering. Could it be that you are the real murderer?
Seeing that General Jin and the Fu sisters were looking at him, Jin Injun was also a little panicked: Don’t spit people with blood!
Yelu Nanxian ignored him and said directly: From now on, I will be responsible for investigating this case. Until we find out the real murderer, we are not allowed to cause trouble privately.
Kim In-jun wanted to say something else, but Kim Ruo, who was standing by, stopped him first: Since that's the case, I'll bother the Crown Princess.
As the host, the other party can use the most manpower and material resources, and it would be better for them to investigate the case.
Yelu Nanxian nodded and suddenly pointed at Song Qingshu and said: I heard what this young master said just now, and he was obviously proficient in the art of litigation and prison. Please join us together to help us investigate the case. I wonder if the young master is willing?
Fang Yeyu from Mongolia couldn't help frowning, thinking that Jia Baoyu was a little different from the rumored one. Didn't he say he was just a playboy who had been lying in the pile of makeup all day long?
Fu Junmao and Fu Junyu looked at Song Qingshu with suspicion on their faces, always feeling that the greasy and pink face in front of them was a bit unreliable.
Xue Baochai looked at each other with the woman in yellow, thinking that Jia Baoyu's love luck was very good during this period. The beauties he met along the way looked at him differently.
Noting that Yelu Nanxian had a secret wink at him, Song Qingshu held back his smile: It is better to obey your orders than respect!
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