Chapter 17: Phoenix Flower Dies

Qu Nan nodded, and then asked, "Do you know why Feng Hua died in the Jiu room?" ”

Yan Delin gritted his teeth and said: "That mandrill was bought back for ten taels of silver, and it was covered like a treasure, and no one was allowed to touch it." That mandrill is also a strange thing, not allowing others to get close, but listening to Mi Jiu's words. Villain...... The villain doesn't know. The villain is not good to Mi Jiu, and he forced him to go to Master Zhao's church yesterday. Master Zhao, Master Qu should know. ”

Qu Nanyi nodded thoughtfully, and said as if talking to himself: "I hate you, so ...... The mandrill also hates you, you are alive, but the phoenix is dead. ”

Yan Delin hurriedly added: "That...... The mandrill wanted to kill the villain, but the villain didn't have a big life and escaped. ”

Qu Nan blinked his narrow eyes, and said, "Why did Fenghua appear in Mi Jiu's room?" ”

Yan Delin thought about it and felt that Qu Nanyi seemed to have asked this question, but it didn't seem to be the same question. He was a little dizzy, but he had to be careful to reply: "The villain doesn't know." Busy added, "The villain's daughter-in-law is a true woman, not a prostitute, and she won't climb a man's bed." Besides, Mi Jiu wasn't in the house last night. By the way, my lord, the monster was originally locked by this iron chain, but I don't know when I got the key and opened the iron chain. The villain guessed that when the villain came back, she would not see Fenghua, and she might have been murdered at that time. Gritting his teeth, his eyes showed a fierce light, "Yes, it must be that Shanxiao who hates the villain to persecute Mi Jiu, and deliberately introduces Fenghua into Mi Jiu's room to kill!" Fenghua, Fenghua, I hurt you! ”

Yan Delin was crying in the dark, and the coachman Quanzi led the blacksmith to hurry in and prepare to cut the chains. When the blacksmith saw Qu Nanyi in an official uniform, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a thud.

Qu Nanyi asked, "Who is kneeling?" ”

The blacksmith replied incoherently, "Little ...... The villain blacksmith is a stone. ”

Qu Nan glanced at Yan Delin and said, "Without being summoned, you will wait and retreat." ”

When Yan Delin saw this, he immediately stopped doing it, and shouted by pulling his neck: "Master Qingtian, the small one's neck is still locked!" ”

Qu Nanyi said gently: "Don't be impatient. This is also one of the crime scenes and must not be destroyed. Seeing that Yan Delin wanted to say something, Qu Nanyi shouted softly, "If you want to find the real murderer for Fenghua, you can't bear this bit of bitterness?!" ”

Yan Delin didn't understand, what does the case have to do with locking him? Isn't it that the county order of Qunan Yiqu deliberately wears small shoes for himself, right? But the official word has two mouths, no matter how he says it, he doesn't dare to touch it hard, so he can only hang his head and admit it.

At this time, he came to say: "My lord, my subordinates have something to say." ”

Qu Nanyi stood up and motioned for him to go around the courtyard with him.

He followed Qu Nanyi's side and said in a low voice: "My lord, after a preliminary investigation by his subordinates, this woman was beaten to death. The hour of death should be the hour of the child. The woman was pregnant before her death. After thinking about it, he added in a low voice, "My lord, this woman died a little strangely, and it seems to be ...... He seems to be more than 20 years old, and he ...... And there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. ”

Qu Nanyi originally just nodded and listened, but when he heard "more than twenty years old", his eyes suddenly lit up, and he strode towards the room where Yu Jiu used to live, his nose was rusty and bloody, and his eyes were full of dark red.

He stood at the door, carefully observing for a moment, and then walked up to Feng Hua, lifted his robe, squatted down, and took a closer look. Qu Nanyi is a thoughtful person who has a talent for never forgetting. However, very few people knew about it, and he had no intention of being the bird that came out.

Fenghua he has seen. When the Yanjia opera troupe started singing, she was responsible for serving tea and water. At this time, this corpse is full of weirdness, as the pretending said, the whole corpse looks more than twenty years old. Gray hair, a face full of fine lines, shriveled skin, and the whole corpse still showed a strange color. The sallow yellow is grayish, as if someone has sucked out the essence of blood. There is a faint smile on the corner of that lip, which looks chilling!

Qu Nanyi found a few soft hairs between Fenghua's fingers, which looked like animal fur. It is not known exactly what it is, but it is certain that the soft fur is the same as the fur on several skins that have been abandoned in the plank shed. The monster that was treated as a mandrill by Yan Delin should have been here.

He'd heard of mandrills, but he hadn't seen them. If he said that there were monsters in this world, he believed it. Aren't those scourges who use cruel means to refine elixir and pray for immortality the most heinous monsters?! In any case, this thing must be removed!

Qu Nan got up and observed the details of the house.

The murderer should have grabbed Fenghua's hair, slammed her head into a few corners, and penetrated it to the ground, the whole sadistic process was not short, and there would be about half a cup of tea. The quilt on the bed was ripped to the floor, stained with blood and dust, erasing a lot of clues.

There are traces of rummaging in the house, although it is not obvious, but it cannot escape Qu Nanyi's sharp eyes.

What are mandrills looking for? Or rather, what is the murderer looking for? What are you trying to hide? Who gave her the key to lock the mandrill? If all this is as Yan Delin said, then the mandrill can undoubtedly confess his guilt and surrender the law. But what is the truth?

Qu Nanyi pushed open the window, looked at the sunlight outside the door, squinted his narrow eyes, raised his feet and walked out of the house, and let Yan Delin go.

The plank bed that carried Mi Jiu last night has played its indispensable role again today. The people in the troupe carried Yan Delin and came all the way.

Before entering the house, Yan Delin cried to death, which moved the listener.

The second master of the drama troupe persuaded: "Class master, mourning, otherwise, let's not go in, the dead are gone, and your body needs to be taken care of." ”

Yan Delin was grief-stricken, and he only knew how to cry, and his mind seemed a little confused.

The second master of the drama troupe sighed lightly and motioned for everyone to carry Yan Delin away.

Qu Nanyi said lightly: "Since the Yan family insists on sending Fenghua for the last time, this matter cannot be stopped." ”

The second master of the drama troupe nodded yes.

Everyone had no choice but to bite the bullet and carry Yan Delin to the house.

Qu Nanyi said again: "You outsiders, don't disturb other husbands and wives to say something close to yourself." ”

Everyone hurriedly said yes, put Yan Delin to Fenghua's side, and ran out of the murder scene.

The room suddenly fell silent.

Qu Nanyi walked to the window, removed the wooden support, and slammed the window shut.

There was a rapid gasp from the room.

Qu Nanyi was very calm, looked around, and said to everyone: "Don't snoop on the affairs of the young couple." ”

Everyone wondered in their hearts, they didn't dare to look at it, and they still snooped on it?

Inside the house, Yan Delin trembled and began to cry. The voice was thin and fragmented, and it sounded terrifying.

Suddenly, he felt a cool breeze blow from his back through his collar, which made his hairs stand on end, and he opened his mouth to cry for help. However, it was as if his throat had been choked, and he could not make a sound. Immediately afterward, he heard a voice say, "Look, the phoenix is smiling at you." ”

Yan Delin's scalp exploded, and he subconsciously looked at Fenghua's face. This is not good, I saw that Fenghua was really smiling at herself! Immediately, he was so frightened that he kicked his legs, rolled his eyes, and passed out. Between the legs, I saw wet urine again.

Qu Nan didn't even look at Yan Delin, turned around and left, and instructed Li Dazhuang, the head of the bureaucracy: "Go and catch the mandrill." ”