Holy Bone

Chapter 699

Jiangzhou prefecture city.

noon.

The street was noisy, and there were many people running in the same direction, as if there was something lively to watch in that direction.

A few yamen servants with waist knives, taking advantage of the noon duty time, the brothers are eating in a small restaurant. Although there are many types of food on the table, there are fish, meat and soup, but they are all simple meals, such as vegetables and tofu soup , Braised crucian carp in soy sauce, ordinary people can afford it.

"Boss, so many people are running in one direction, could it be that there is another case?" A young yamen servant with fluff on the corners of his mouth that has not yet matured, with his eyes shining, he grabbed the waist knife on the table and was about to rush out. I'm determined to handle a big case.

It was the old Youtiao yamen who grabbed the young man and said, "After patrolling the streets all day, everyone is starving to death, so don't go out and join in the fun."

The young yamen servant had just said a but, but was interrupted by the old yamen clerk: "Look at the people on the street, they have excited and curious expressions on their faces, but they are not frightened. They just ran to the front to see what's going on. Let's not join in the fun, it's more important to eat, and we will continue to patrol the streets later."

The old yamen clerk did his analysis well and logically, and the young yamen servant sat down a little bit unwillingly.

The street became more and more lively, and more and more people in the south of the city were running in the same direction. Someone ran forward and shouted excitedly: "Everyone, go to the grain merchant Mr. Song's house to watch the fun. Today is Miss Song's funeral. Two Taoist priests delivered three coffins to Miss Song's grave, and the Song family carried Miss Song's coffin back to the mourning hall, and now the Song family is having a lot of fun to watch!"

what?
Send the coffin to the Song family?

This remark directly exploded in the street, everyone was surprised, and then more people joined in the fun and ran to Song's house.

"Boss, it seems to be about the kidnapping case of Ms. Song that we just handled a few days ago." All the officials at the table turned to look at a military officer at the same table.

He is much taller and stronger than other yamen servants, his tendons are thicker, his palms are wider than ordinary people, and he looks like a martial artist with strong martial arts skills. This martial arts master is the head catcher of the southern yamen, Wang Donglin.

In order to find out the reason of the matter, the old Yamen servant who held the young Yamen servant just now stood up and brought the yelling passerby into the restaurant and asked him what was going on.

Originally, I wanted to watch the fun, but when I saw the yamen’s hands, the passers-by thought they had made a mistake, and replied in panic, “I don’t know the details of what happened to the Qingtian masters. I heard people say that I am about to go to Song's house to watch the excitement."

Headhunter Wang Donglin nodded to passers-by: "Tell me everything you heard about the Song family."

The passer-by looked miserable, but he still answered honestly: "I also heard from a neighbor who just came back from the busy farming season outside the city, that the lady of the Song family died unwillingly and refused to be buried. Two strange things happened one after another. One is this morning. During the funeral, the coffin was so heavy that it couldn't be lifted. After finally lifting the coffin, the hemp rope broke when it was about to be buried in the cemetery. The coffin fell to the ground. Everyone was discussing that Ms. Song had died with resentment and resentment. So That's why he refuses to be buried..."

"Just when the Song family had nothing to do and was about to carry the coffin back first, two strange Taoist priests came and said they were here to deliver the coffin to Ms. Song. Think about it, sir, today is the day for Ms. Song's funeral and burial. The coffin, but two people popped up out of nowhere and kept saying that they were here to deliver the coffin, to deliver the coffin, to deliver the coffin, isn’t this implying the death of the Song family? One can imagine the anger of the Song family at that time... What happened in the middle, I really mean it I don’t know, I heard people said that the scene almost started a fight, because the two Taoist priests sent a total of three coffins to Ms. Song’s tomb, one of which contained the body of the murderer who killed Ms. others……"

The passerby finished speaking in one breath like pouring beans into a bamboo tube, and then looked at the head hunter pitifully: "My lord, that's all I know, can I go?"

The head catcher Wang Donglin waved his hand and let the passer-by go. The passer-by fled the restaurant as if he had been granted an amnesty. He didn't even watch the excitement, and left in the opposite direction of Song's house.

"Let's go, let's go to the Song's house too." The head catcher Wang Lindong called the boss, packed the food for them in a food box, and picked it up when he came back later, then brought four or five yamen servants and followed the crowd to the Song's house.

At this time, the outside of the Song family was overcrowded and buzzing. These people came to watch the fun. They all heard about what happened in the Song family cemetery today.

At this time, when everyone ran to Song's house, they found that the door of Song's house was closed, and the big house was quiet. Not only could they not see anything, but there was not even a sound inside.

"What's going on, why is the gate of the Song family closed?" Someone came from a few squares to watch the excitement, but it was in vain, and said dissatisfied.

"How could the Song family carry the coffin so fast? The funeral procession that the Song family left the city this morning has not yet returned to the city." Someone explained.

As soon as the words were spoken here, the sounds of suona and gongs were heard in the Fucheng. A funeral procession composed of hundreds of people carried the coffin and marched into the city.

But the most eye-catching thing is the three coffins pulled by a cart in the funeral procession. People discussed nervously: "So it's not a rumor! Someone really sent the coffins to Miss Song's grave!"

"No, why did I hear another version, saying that Miss Song cheated on the corpse and refused to bury it. The rope broke and the coffin fell to the ground. The Song family dispatched more than a dozen people and couldn't lift the coffin?" The passerby in the coat frowned.

But someone immediately answered his doubts: "That's because you didn't hear everything!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the two Taoist priests sitting on the cart in the funeral procession, and continued patiently: "Did you see those two Taoist priests? Miss Song's coffin was indeed on the ground at that time, and the Song family was too scared to bury it. Even the local Taoist priests brought by the Song family were helpless, saying that the coffin fell to the ground was a bad omen, and even burning a few sticks of incense showed that the length was uneven, and they dared not let people carry the coffin. In the end, the two Taoist priests who delivered the coffin personally Going out temporarily calmed Miss Song's resentment lying in the coffin."

"Why is this?" The passer-by in the green coat looked puzzled.

Hearing the conversation here, another good-natured person next to him answered, "Hey, it is said that there is something strange about Miss Song's kidnapping case, and there is another unsolved case hidden in the case. The butcher is not the kidnapper or the real murderer, the real murderer Ms. Song died so miserably with impunity, so she was naturally resentful and unwilling to be buried. Then there was the matter of the two Taoist priests in the car delivering the coffin. Did you see the yellow coffin on the car? That coffin is not It is empty, and the corpse inside is the pig butcher who was sentenced by the yamen, and the two priests said that they wanted to avenge the butcher and try justice for Miss Song, and Miss Song's grievances were temporarily appeased."

"This is really weird. Sending coffins to complain about grievances is a strange story through the ages." A passerby in a green coat showed surprise and thought.

"How do the folks know so much about the Song family? Why do I feel that everyone in the south of the city knows about it, and I'm the only one who doesn't?"

Hearing this, the passers-by all laughed and said: "Those two priests are not simple. They are two masters from the Wu Zang Taoist Temple. They sent the coffin to the Song family in the morning, but it was empty. Then they asked someone to inquire about the Song family's funeral. As for the whereabouts of the team, many people who knew the deeds of the two priests followed them to watch the fun."

"How do you say this? I hope the fellow will not hesitate to enlighten me." The passerby in the green coat clasped his fists and said.

Passers-by looked at the man in front of them in surprise: "Old man, why do you speak so politely, with the accent of a storyteller? It's not a secret. Let's start with another shocking case a few days ago..."

While the passers-by were buzzing, the Song family, who had carried the coffin back again, frowned in displeasure seeing that the front door was blocked and the procession was blocked.

"Master, it seems that the news about Miss has spread in the city." The old butler of the Song family said to Song Haichuan with a sad face.

"Housekeeper, take people to disperse the crowd. Don't delay the team's return to the mansion, Miss Anton." Unexpectedly, the news leaked out so quickly before they returned to the city. Song Haichuan's eyebrows curled into the word Sichuan.

Next, the old butler knocked on the door of the Song family and called the Song family's Ding to help, and the funeral procession entered the Song family safely.

boom!
The door of the Song family was shut heavily, blocking the eyes of passers-by.

No matter which family member encounters such a thing, they don't like being treated as a spectacle. Before the matter is conclusive, the Song family doesn't want it to be announced too early.

Today is Miss Song's funeral. According to the normal process, it should be buried in the morning and return to the Song Mansion for the funeral banquet at noon. Now Miss Song has not been buried successfully, and everyone has been hungry for a long time. Song Haichuan ordered The funeral banquet continued, so that everyone would not be hungry.On the other side, Song Haichuan called Mr. Warehouse, took the account book and looked through the recent records.

All the relatives and friends at the funeral banquet ate quietly, and they were also curiously waiting for the result.

"Ok?"

Song Haichuan frowned, and then passed the account book to Jin'an.

Jin An didn't look at the records that were too long ago, but directly looked at the records within seven days: "The time Miss Song was killed was seven days ago on March [-]st. With the current weather, the ice cubes cannot be kept outside for half a day after leaving the ice cellar. , so all you need to do is look up the account records on the day Ms. Song was killed..."

"On that day... only one of them went to the ice cellar. The third housekeeper fetched 37 catties of ice. Boss Song, is this third housekeeper named Shi Baocheng in the mansion now?"

Song Haichuan looked around at the servants present, and frowned: "Today is the day for Miss's funeral. I remember that the third housekeeper went up the mountain with us. Why don't you see the third housekeeper here?"

"You guys go find the third steward."

"Senior Steward, you should take someone to look for the third steward yourself. I can rest assured and bring more servants there. Today is the day of my daughter's funeral, and everything is about my daughter. I allow you, Chief Steward, to mobilize all the people in the Song family. , special matters."

Song Haichuan is not a stupid person who has been able to navigate the business world for so many years. He already had a guess in his heart, so he came up with this sentence.

"Master, don't worry, I watched Miss grow up, and Miss's life is also my life." The big housekeeper hurriedly led people to find the missing third housekeeper of the Song family.

"Daoist Jin'an, you were silent all the way because you were worried that there would be too many people talking. You must have alerted the inner ghost who was eating inside and outside in advance. Now that you have entered the Song family, I have ordered people to guard all the doors and prohibit anyone from entering or leaving. Daoist Jin'an can Is there any connection between checking the records of my Song Family Ice Cellar and the real culprit who killed my daughter?" Song Haichuan looked at Jin An, and when Jin An proposed to check the records of Song Family Ice Cellar, he already suspected the real culprit who killed his daughter From the Song family.

(End of this chapter)