blue shirt oath

Chapter 267: Clay Sculpture Works

When he came back from Mrs. Kou, he didn't see Du Qi, only Li Cui who came out of the latrine with an anxious expression on his face.

Du Qingshan suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

Li Cui was sweating profusely in anxiety: "It's my fault that Cairen is still here just now. If I don't go to the toilet, Ah Qi won't disappear either."

"A Cui, don't worry, who did you meet just now?"

"Oh, by the way, we saw Wu Hongzhu!" Li Cui opened his eyes slightly, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Could it be that Ah Qi was taken away by them?"

Du Qingshan thought for a moment, then shook his head.

In broad daylight, in this highly guarded Kou Mansion, no matter how arrogant Wu Hongzhu is, she will not lose her wits and arrest Ah Qi.

She knows the measure.

Wu Hongzhu has always been a person who retaliates with grudges and grudges. If it is said that she will wait for an opportunity to hurt Xiaochen, Du Qingshan has no doubts, but arresting the young Ah Qi is not Wu Hongzhu's way of doing things.

However, Ah Qi acted steadily and deeply, and would never leave Li Cui behind and walk away alone.

The only possibility is that something happened to make Ah Qi leave the Kou Mansion in a hurry regardless of Li Cui who was still in the toilet.

What will happen?
Where did Ah Qi go?
Various locations flashed through his mind chaotically, and Du Qingshan hurriedly sent Li Cui back to Liren Lane.

Uncle Wu was sweeping the snow in the yard, and he couldn't hide his surprise when he saw only the two of them came back: "Where's Xiao Qi?"

"Xiao Qi is gone." Du Qingshan glanced at the west wing room, "Brother Gu is back?"

"What, Xiao Qi is missing?!" Uncle Wu threw the broom in his hand, "What's going on?"

With tears in his eyes, Li Cui told Uncle Wu about his stay at the Kou Mansion, and at the end, he stomped his feet anxiously.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

"Don't blame Ah Cui, Brother Ah Qi is such an old man, nothing will happen, Ah Cui can rest assured and wait for me at home." Du Qingshan patted Li Cui on the shoulder, said a few words of comfort, and said to Uncle Wu, " Brother Gu is still in Kaifeng mansion, Uncle Wu, I have to go out."

"Go back quickly."

Gu Yi worked hard for a day and a night, and the head of the deceased gradually became clear before his eyes.

A head nearly half a century old, with thick bones and a rigid face, was quietly placed on the table in the morgue.

Gu Yi, on the other hand, was recording something unhurriedly.

Master Gongsun held his nose, took a step forward, and took a half step back to look into the morgue.

This Gu Sanlang, since he entered the morgue yesterday morning, has not eaten or drank, and has been talking about it, tossing up and down in front of a yellow clay statue. It is going to be dark today, and he has not yet come out.

The emperor ordered the arrest of the murderer within three days, but now there is less than one day left.

Although the master moved slowly, he finally arrived at the morgue. Although the inside was messy, except for the headless corpse, there was nothing to be afraid of.

The master heaved a sigh of relief, looked at Gu Yi, and suddenly saw a clay sculpture with a stern face on the table and a murderous look, and took a step back in fright: "This, this, this, this."

Gu Yi looked up at the master, and said with a light smile, "This is the appearance of the deceased, male, in his fifties, with a tall body, big ears, and beautiful eyes and long eyebrows."

"It's a pity! It's a pity!" The master sighed, "Whose father is this, and who's husband, hey."

"This person has thick calluses on his mouth and the soles of his feet. It can be inferred that this person practices martial arts and walks outside all year round. He is either a foreign businessman or a bodyguard."

"Businessman, Bodyguard"

"In addition, he has a wolf-shaped tattoo on his shoulder. I have checked this tattoo, and it is a unique pattern of the Yuyang Gao clan."

Gu Yi pointed to the bare shoulders of the corpse, and the master was so frightened that he quickly blocked his eyes with his sleeve.

Gu Yi smiled, and handed the tattoo pattern drawn on the table to Master Gongsun.

Master Gongsun pondered for a while: "Yuyang. So, is this person a spy sent by the Liao Kingdom?"

Yuyang was originally the hometown of the Central Plains. Shi Jingtang, the founding emperor of the later Jin Dynasty, ceded Youyun Sixteen Prefectures to Khitan, and Yuyang was one of them.

Today, Yuyang is being ruled by the Liao people.

Gu Yi sighed, Youyun Sixteen Prefectures have been occupied by Khitan for 70 years. This person is from the Yuyang Gao clan, and the origin is from the Central Plains.

"Whether it's a spy sent by the Liao people, I don't want to make a judgment."

If he was really a spy sent by the Liao people, who is responsible for Fan Lou's tragic death now?
Gu Yi silently sat down again, gesticulating on the paper, sorting out the scattered clues from the past few days.

Four days ago, I was drinking with Brother Du in Fanlou, and I drank a few more glasses. When I was drunk, Ye Ling, a Luqi storyteller in Fanlou, ordered the bartender Wang Er to help him upstairs to rest.

In a daze, I felt that someone took me to a place called Ghost Fanlou, and someone was going to kill me, but the next day I woke up in Fanlouya room safe and sound. There was a headless male corpse.

It is now certain that this male corpse is a member of the Yuyang Gao clan, and has been walking outside all year round. He is either a businessman or an escort.

Oh, by the way, on the day when the accident happened, all the people who gave gifts to Mr. Ding in Fan Lou lost their precious things around them, and Ye Ling, a Luqi man, seemed to be covering up for the thieves intentionally or unintentionally.
Gu Yi went over the matter, and felt that the only fog at the moment was the identity of the deceased.

He stood up, suddenly became dizzy, and fell backward suddenly.

Fortunately, Master Gongsun was at the side, and quickly supported him when he saw this: "Oh, Sanlang, be careful, you can't hold on in this morgue without eating or drinking for the past few days. .Quickly, I'll help you go back and rest."

Gu Yi stabilized his mind, and smiled slightly: "It's okay, thank you, master, I'll take it easy for a while."

"Slow down, young man, eat well and take care of your body."

Master Gongsun involuntarily wanted to help Gu Yi away, but Gu Yi was stronger than him, so he just stood still and looked solemn.

"Master Gongsun, I suddenly remembered something."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"You said this dead person, could it be someone from Gui Fanlou?"

"Hey, it's fine if the people in Gui Fanlou don't kill others, but can they wait for others to kill him?"

Gu Yi looked suspiciously at the burly clay sculpture on the table.

"But look, who would kill such a tall and burly man with strong martial arts skills? And who would have such a deep hatred with him and want to cut off his head?"

If he was from Gui Fan Lou, he had a lot of grievances with others, and it would be reasonable for someone to cut off his head to vent his hatred.

"It must be that the murderer didn't want us to recognize him, so he cut off his head and threw it away to conceal the identity of the deceased."

"No, since the murderer was able to kill this person with a single sword, he must have good martial arts skills, but the cut marks on this person's neck are messy and intertwined, obviously it was done by someone who is not familiar with martial arts and has little strength."

"You mean, the murderer and the person who cut off the head of the dead are not the same person?"

　Cough cough, I made a decision that I don't know is right or wrong, it should be. That's right. Hey.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)