Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

"Aunt Hou was so sad that she fainted when she heard the news of Hou Chunhong's death. Now she is resting in the Hou's mansion."

Lian Jiao explained.

Song Baoling touched his chin, paused, and looked at Wu Zuo, "Didn't you say you found my bracelet on Hou Chunhong? Where is it?"

Wu Zuo looked at Jun Tingsheng hesitantly, generally this kind of evidence cannot be handed over to the suspect easily.

Jun Tingsheng nodded slightly, "It's okay, take it out and have a look, only she can recognize if it's her own."

Seeing that Jun Tingsheng had spoken like this, Wu Zuo had no choice but to take it out of the cabinet. The bracelet was sealed in a wooden box and lay quietly inside.

The crystal clear green beads are connected in series, and a small gold label is tied at the end, which looks fresh and precious.

Song Baoling picked it up and looked at it carefully, "This one is really similar to mine, but it's not mine. I have my name engraved on it in gold, but this one doesn't."

Wu Zuo was taken aback for a moment, took it over to check the gold label, and there was indeed none.

"I bought this from Gutian Jade. This may be a fake. You can send it to Gutian Jade for inspection."

"And they will record the information of each buyer in their store, which makes it easier to find."

Kawasaku nodded again and again, and carefully put the bracelet back into the box.

"By the way, don't you mean there are clues to the murderer? Where is it?" Song Baoling glanced at Hou Chunhong.

"This..." Wu Zuo couldn't speak for a long time, and changed the subject, "I heard that Miss Song has a bite mark on her arm, how did it come from?"

"I bit it myself." Song Baoling replied truthfully.

As he spoke, Jun Tingsheng looked at Song Baoling's arm with a trace of suspicion in his eyes.

Song Baoling's arms were tightly covered by the wide sleeve robe, and he couldn't see the inside at all.

Song Baoling noticed that he was looking away.

"Well, why would someone bite me for no reason?" Wu Zuo thought for a long time before asking, and he didn't mean to offend her.

It was difficult for Song Baoling to explain. He must have not classified himself as a suspect by hearing what he meant, so he simply didn't answer.

The old doctor came out stroking his beard, and said to Song Baoling: "I believe my apprentice will not do such a thing, can you remove the victim's corpse?"

"You want to do an autopsy too?" Wu Zuo's puzzled expression seemed to say, you also want to do an autopsy?

The old doctor looked inscrutable, and walked to the side of Hou Chunhong's body, "At least I have learned medical skills for so many years. I am sorry for my age if I don't learn more."

Moreover, in the imperial palace, the assistant and the imperial physician complement each other, and the one is indispensable, and he does more things together, so he learns a little bit along with it.

The old doctor put on gloves and opened Hou Chunhong's mouth.

Hou Chunhong's whole body was gray and white, with patches of blue and purple, and she looked very creepy.

One side of the head had been hit by a heavy object, and it was dented. Only the upper body was exposed, and several knife wounds could be seen, which were deeply blackened.

Lianjiao covered her eyes in fear, leaving only a small slit to watch secretly.

"I thought that after you came back from Futan Beach, you had gained insight and courage, but I didn't expect it to be the same."

Yu Zi air-conditioning said, Lianjiao gave a dry cough and put down her hands, "I just want to see more clearly."

Lianjiao forcefully defended.

After observing Hou Chunhong's mouth, the old doctor said to Song Baoling, "Teacher, can you let me see the bite marks on your hand?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone basically guessed what he was going to do, Song Baoling rolled up his sleeves to show his bite marks.

The red and swollen color was particularly dazzling on the white and tender arms. Jun Tingsheng took a deep look at the side and turned his gaze to other places.

The old doctor compared them one by one, and finally came to a conclusion, "This tooth mark is not Hou Chunhong's, so it doesn't match."

Lianjiao exclaimed happily, "The bracelet is forged, and none of the teeth marks match. Should we let our lady go back?"

Wu Zuo shook his head and refused, "This is not enough for now, Miss Song can't go back to the house until the real murderer is found."

Lianjiao's face collapsed in an instant, "Then what should we do, miss? If you can't find it all the time, won't you be unable to come back?"

"It's okay, let Aunt Hou come over." Song Baoling said in a deep voice.

Yu Zikong's eyes jumped, "Call her here? Do you suspect it's her?"

This idea is inevitably a bit absurd, who would kill the biological mother who raised him, and she was raised by Hou Chunhong alone.

Wu Zuo disapproved a little, thinking that Song Baoling was deliberately framing someone, and stopped him: "Miss Song is a little too strong for her. Aunt Hou is not feeling well, and she really needs to rest..."

"What kind of discomfort can make her not even see her mother for the last time?" Song Baoling asked back, giving Lianjiao a wink.

Lianjiao understood and went out from the side.

Song Baoling covered back the white cloth covering Hou Chunhong, "Dare to ask, who is pursuing the matter of Hou Chunhong?"

"This..." Wu made a troubled expression.

Jun Tingsheng said: "It's nothing, I have asked Chai Liang to investigate, and the truth will soon come to light."

"You two mean that the person who killed Hou Chunhong was the one who reported the case?" Wu Zuo turned his mind a few times, and finally understood what they meant.

Soon, Aunt Hou was forcibly brought here, and she froze when she saw Song Baoling with a face full of reluctance.

"Song Baoling?" Hou Rui said in surprise, "Aren't you supposed to be..."

Song Baoling looked at her, and asked without answering, "What should I do? I didn't kill the person. Does Aunt Hou know who did it?"

Hou Rui always felt that Song Baoling was very weird recently. For example, looking at her eyes now, she always felt that she could be swallowed up in the next second.

"I, of course I don't know." Hou Rui replied.

Song Baoling nodded thoughtfully, and said meaningfully: "Then Aunt Hou just saw me as a "murderer", why didn't she feel angry at all?"

"I heard that you are resting unwell, but I see that you have plenty of energy."

Hou Rui was a little guilty, but she didn't show it on the face, and she was annoyed that she was slow for a while and didn't react.

"Since you are not the murderer, why should I be angry?" Hou Rui excused herself.

Song Baoling turned sideways to let Hou Rui look at the position where Hou Chunhong was lying.

"Even if you're not angry, you should at least be a little sad, right?"

Hou Rui: ...

She had to bite the bullet and walk in front of Hou Chunhong's body, but her mind was blank.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly and lifted the white cloth covering Hou Chunhong's head.

Moving down a little bit, Hou Chunhong's entire face was exposed, and she couldn't bear to turn her head.

Song Baoling pulled her hand down, and Hou Rui was caught off guard and saw those cruel injuries, those that could not be seen clearly in the dark, now clearly presented in front of her eyes.

The stench in the air made her sick to her stomach, she screamed while covering her head, and took a few steps back.

Song Baoling covered the white cloth back expressionlessly, "Such a big reaction?"