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

Lifting the cover on the corpse, Jun Zilin looked intently, she slowly rolled up her sleeves, looking solemn and professional.

Zhou Jinmo originally wanted to say that although Luo Rou was beautiful, she was not good-looking in death, because she died by hanging, her tongue was drooping, her eyes were bulging upward, and her face was blue and purple. Even if he saw it, he would feel terrible.

But before he could say anything, Jun Zilin lifted the cover.

And she didn't look surprised, even frightened.

Zhou Jinmojun's face swept over the strange look, but he moved his gaze from the corpse to the little girl in front of him, who was only thirteen years old.

Her appearance was quiet and serious, her slender fingertips falling on the corpse's skin, and her movements had a strange calmness and delicacy. It was as if she was not looking at a corpse, but at a work of art.

is just a little girl, and her reaction makes Zhou Jinmo feel very complicated.

But her integrity, brightness, and calmness made the four princes' hearts secretly rise with strange beauty. Until Jun Zilin withdrew her hand from the corpse and turned back to look at it. Zhou Jinmo suddenly came back to his senses and realized that he had been observing the girl in front of him for a long time.

"I'm going to do an autopsy."

Jun Zilin spit out four words, then glanced into the room, and gave Zhou Jinmo a look.

The fourth prince blinked, and his beautiful face flashed with confusion that he had never felt before, because he didn't know what Jun Zilin meant?

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

"You, you're going to move too?" Zhou Jinmo was taken aback, although he held his own noble status, Jun Zilin was a delicate little girl in the end, and she took it for granted when it came to moving corpses. Could it be that she used to do it a lot?

Jun Zilin shrugged, her little face slowly revealing a healthy red, "If I don't move, Your Highness will definitely not be able to bear it alone, so let's move together!" ”

Saying that, she didn't wait for Zhou Jinmo to speak again, so she started first.

Later, Zhou Jinmo naturally followed.

"Didn't you just do an autopsy, why do you have to do it now?" After putting down the corpse, Zhou Jinmo couldn't help asking. He felt that the courtyard was open, but in this room it was a little gray and not easy to see.

"Palm lamp."

Jun Zilin didn't answer him, but straightened the corpse, intending to start.

This time, the four princes only brought the coachman, and did not bring their subordinates. The work of holding the lamp is naturally done by him.

In this room, he directly held five teas, and when the fourth prince turned around after finishing it, he saw Jun Zilin's hands covered with blood, waving in the air with her teeth and claws, plus her eyes rolled upwards to reveal the terrifying color of her white eyes. The fourth prince snapped, knocked off the nearest lamp, looked at Jun Zilin like a madman in a daze, and muttered, "Could it be that he was infected by a ghost and turned back into a madman?" ”

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

She rolled her eyes at the four princes, lowered her head and examined the body again.

It's just that her fingers are hooked into the mouth of the deceased, but there is something that cannot be hooked, and she does not raise her head and order, "Go and get a knife, and a small dagger will do." ”

The fourth prince saw that her tone was cold and hard, and her body seemed to be filled with a layer of cold air that no one could approach. Unconsciously, Zhou Jinmo felt that maybe he should take a dagger for her.

So His Highness took out the dagger that he had always cherished, sharpened like clay, from the barrel of his boots and handed it over.

"Thank you."

Jun Zilin's voice was concise and formulaic, she took the dagger and threw the scabbard aside, and the tip of the knife stuck into the deceased's mouth, trying to hook the object out, but unfortunately she couldn't do it.

Eventually, she raised her head, her eyes cold and serious, "Fourth Highness, can I dispose of the corpse at will?" ”

"Y-What do you want to do?" Zhou Jinmo took a step back involuntarily, not because of his temperament, but because of the appearance of Jun Zilin, a little girl, who always made him feel like he was possessed by gods and demons, not to mention that there was such a hard corpse next to him. Even as a dragon, Zhou Jinmo is a little uncertain.

Jun Zilin told him seriously, "As long as I dispose of the body, I will be able to find clues to prove that the deceased did not commit suicide, but killed him!" ”

"Okay, okay."

Zhou Jinmo had to nod, but his mind was full of mush.

He was thinking, when did he meet Jun Zilin? It is on the palace of the king of Jin. At that time, this little girl revealed her secrets. From then until now, this girl was like a ghost possessed, and every thing she did made him think of it.

But wait, what about before the Jin Palace?

What is Jun Zilin, she is a fool. Running the street; chasing the carriage of Zhang Ruiyuan; ran to Zhang Shizi's mansion and smashed the door of the mansion; went into the flower shop to steal a bunch of flowers, and ran to Zhang Shizi's mansion... This is the real Jun Zilin, hey!

Whoops!

The thoughts of the four princes stopped abruptly with the sharp sound of a knife stuck into the flesh and bones.

Zhou Jinmo saw Jun Zilin directly cut Luo Rou's mouth open, and finally hooked something out of it. But it was a strand of hair with blood in it.

Vomit.

When Zhou Jinmo saw it for the first time, he couldn't help but bend over and vomit.

When Jun Zilin heard the voice, she remembered that she was not in modern times, but in ancient times. She quickly gathered up her hair and examined the deceased's tongue again, seeing a broken knuckle at the base of the tongue. She frowned and rearranged the dead in full form. And take a cloth and cover it.

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

The room was full of blood, Zhou Jinmo waved his hand again and again, and quickly walked out of the house. He pressed his hands to his knees and breathed in the clean air as he stared at the wide sky outside.

"Where can I wash my hands?" Jun Zilin's voice sounded behind him, and there was the sound of footsteps nearby.

Zhou Jinmo pointed to the back again and again, not wanting to see this girl covered in blood.

"Okay, you wait for me."

Jun Zilin hummed and walked towards the back of the house, which was a backyard with a patio in the middle of it.

She wiped the blood from her hands on the veil and drew a basin of water herself.

He was taking care of his hands inch by inch with a soap horn, when suddenly he heard the sound of a wind blowing through the grass and trees. She was a little surprised, because in this backyard, there was no subtle wind blowing in at all.

Could it be someone?

She got up suddenly, but saw a black shadow rushing in front of her, and almost at the same time she was sure that this person might be the murderer!

Jun Zilin hurriedly rushed towards the black shadow, and shouted towards the four princes in the front yard.

"Don't move."

Suddenly, a dashing man's voice came from behind him, and Jun Zilin felt that the other party's sword was pointing at the back of his heart, but he couldn't see what the other party's face looked like.

"Okay, I'm not moving."

Jun Zilin raised her hands and relaxed the other party's vigilance first. The next moment, the blood handkerchief in his hand was thrown out suddenly, and he ran away.

"Hmm! Not! ”

The mouth was covered firmly, Jun Zilin didn't expect the other party's movements to be so fast!