Dali Temple has his Lord Luo

Chapter 29 Who Will He Be?
Zhao Keer nodded weakly, clutched the hand of the maid next to him tightly, and walked beside Yang Fan. When Yang Fan wasn't paying attention, he turned around and winked at Luo Ning, and left happily.

Seeing her little move, Luo Ning smiled and watched Zhao Keer go away. When he came to his senses, Qin Zhao was looking at her with a smile: "Envy?"

Luo Ning glared at him and said nonsense!

The people in the pavilion were walking around and scattered.

Xu An had been pulled away by Wei Chen a long time ago. After the lesson of the red coral bracelet last time, Wei Chen remembered to stay away from right and wrong and save his life.

The remaining bold, curious and gossip-loving ones are still standing here, ready to talk more, and are still looking into the lake.

As the young man Yuan Yuan approached, Luo Ning saw clearly that the recovered body was already too ugly to look at.

"It seems that we need to notify Mr. Yin Song of Jingzhao Mansion!"

Qin Zhao and Luo Ning led the way, and everyone onlookers walked out of the pavilion. The boy turned the bow of the boat and moved the body to the shore with tears.

Luo Ning walked over and, with the help of the servant, put the body upright.

All the ladies and gentlemen covered their mouths and burst into an uproar.

"Oh my god, is Mr. Luo still doing this?"

"It's so disgusting. You don't look like a lady. So, what's the use of studying? If you get the top grade in the exam, you won't have to deal with corpses all day long."

"It turns out that the Minister of Dali Temple still has to do this. No wonder no one wants to be an official!"

The women were chatting away. Qin Zhao heard this and was afraid that Luo Ning would mind these words, so he glared at the gossipers with dissatisfaction.

Luo Ning didn't care at all.

What does the world have to do with me?
Just seeing that the corpse had been soaked in the lake water and changed beyond recognition, he sighed.

(Due to censorship reasons, the detailed description of the corpse is omitted here, please use your own imagination.)
The onlookers couldn't bear to watch and slowly dispersed. Luo Ning turned around to ask Qin Zhao for help. Only then did he see that Qin Zhao had run under a tree and was vomiting loudly.

Luo Ning walked over: "Are you okay!"

Qin Zhao was convinced. As expected, not just anyone could be the Minister of Dali Temple, and he was a little embarrassed, fearing that his image of being a wise and powerful person would be greatly compromised in Luoning's mind.

"It's okay, it's the first time I've seen you. I'll be fine next time!"

Qin Zhao calmed down and finally recovered: "What's going on? Have you found anything?"

Luo Ning shook his head: "For details, we have to wait for Dong Wu to do it. After the autopsy, we will know that this is a man who has been stabbed into a hornet's nest with countless knives in his body. I really don't know how much hatred can turn a person into this."

At this time, Master Yin Song of Jingzhao Mansion, Song Zhuer, Dong Wuzuo, and the prince came running over.

Dong Zuo is a middle-aged man in his 40s who is responsible for autopsy all year round. He is also the most skilled and experienced operator in Zhao.

Unexpectedly, Wu Zuo was passed down orally from generation to generation, and education was combined with practice. As far as Dong Mingfeng was concerned, no one was willing to learn this technique, so he was always busy with all the autopsy work in Anyang City.

Every time they met, he couldn't help but complain to Luo Ning that he had no successor.

The people who had the most contact with Dali Temple were Song Qingsong, the Yin of Jingzhao Prefecture, Dong Mingfeng, the widower, and Chen Weiming, the Minister of Punishment.

Therefore, in the face of Dong Mingfeng's complaints, Luo Ning had no choice but to help him often. At the same time, he also learned basic autopsy techniques. The two of them were both teachers and friends, and they had a very good relationship.

Song Zhuer was resting in the mansion just now. When the concierge came to report that Mr. Luo of Dali Temple had an important case and asked Mr. Song to rush to the Prince's Courtyard as soon as possible, she followed her father without saying a word.

"Master Luo, what happened?" Song Zhuer walked to Luo Ning and saw the body on the shore again, looking nervous.

"I don't know yet. You're here just in time. Let's get ready!" Luo Ning said and walked to Dong Wuzuo: "Master Dong, let's get started!"

Dong Mingfeng put the box on his back on the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had run over in a hurry just now and was soaked.

Qin Zhao and Prince Zhao Xuan still couldn't bear this scene and stayed far away.

Qin Zhao was helpless and aggrieved. He wanted to show off in front of Luo Ning, but he couldn't bear to see this scene and couldn't bear to leave, so he had to look away.

Luo Ning glanced at Qin Zhao and realized that Master Qin was not omnipotent. He thought to himself that he could finally catch his pigtails.

Dong Mingfeng took out his knife and scissors, and Luo Ning and Song Qingsong both came over.

The rotting corpse gave off an unpleasant smell, but the three people ignored it and all stared at Dong Mingfeng's movements.

"It's not a fatal blow. There is no vital wound in the abdomen."

Dong Mingfeng cut open his clothes, took a rough look, and said: "I am about 30 years old, and my hand calluses are very thick. I must have been engaged in manual labor all year round."

"The stab wounds were concentrated, all in the abdomen. Either the murderer was taller and attacked from the front, or the victim was lying down and the murderer struck from the side. This will not be known until we go back and conduct a careful autopsy!"

Dong Mingfeng then measured the body shape of the deceased: "The body should be of medium height and slightly fat. The cause of death was the stab wound. The incision was shallow and there was a lot of bleeding, so he died after countless stab wounds."

Open the palm of the deceased: "There are knife marks, I should have resisted..."

"So the deceased was killed and then thrown into Taihu Lake to destroy his body and eliminate all traces?" Song Zhuer interjected and asked.

Dong Mingfeng pointed to the ankles of the corpse: "And this was done after consideration. There were stones tied to the feet of the deceased. He probably wanted to sink into Taihu Lake. However, the stones became unknotted... and only the ropes remained."

Luo Ning saw the broken rope end at his ankle, and that was it.

Dong Mingfeng looked up at the lotus pond in the lake: "I didn't expect this to be downstream, so the body was brought here, and the rope was wrapped in the lotus pond. After it ran aground, it floated out of the lake and was discovered by you."

Dong Mingfeng looked at Luo Ning: "I have to go back and check the details carefully. Master Luo, is there anything else we found?"

"The body was hidden with premeditation, and the murder was a sudden move, otherwise he would not have used an inappropriate knife to commit the murder."

Dong Mingfeng nodded: "Yes, and judging from the degree of swelling of the corpse, it has been more than four or five days. Mr. Song, go check the list of missing persons in Anyang City recently and see if there are any clues!"

Song Qingsong nodded: "The murderer acted so cruelly on a whim, and he has a lot of grudges!"

Luo Ning was also very heavy: "The deceased was also bloody and bloody at the time, but he can still transport the body out of the city calmly, and he must have a strong inner quality!"

"Then I will go back to Jingzhao Mansion first. Master Luo, I will give you an answer as soon as possible!"

The prince ordered a few servants to take the body back to Jingzhao Mansion. The servants were all crying and mourning. This was Ye Xiang who had spent several lifetimes to receive such treatment. They did not dare to resist, and followed Dong Mingfeng away in muttering.

Song Qingsong returned to Jingzhao Mansion and ordered the chief clerk to bring the list of missing persons who had recently reported to the government office.

In the past ten days, Jingzhao Mansion received two missing cases. One of them was a woman. The case was reported by the blacksmith shop in the west of the city, but it was inconsistent. Song Qingsong thought that such a woman probably had an affair and ran away.

Secondly, in the west of the city, Mr. Liu Er has disappeared. He is over 50 years old and has been crazy all day long, which is not consistent. Judging from the situation, he has no idea where he went. He might be back in a few days.

Song Qingsong frowned, didn't he report it to the official?
According to the national law of Zhao State, if a missing person is found missing after half a year, the government office will pay a pension of five taels of silver, so most people are happy to report to the government office as soon as possible.

Although many people show up on their own after a few days.

So why don’t you report that your family members are missing?And why?
This is difficult to do. It's like finding a needle in a haystack. How to find out the identity of this man?
Luo Ning returned to Dali Temple and took out the map of Anyang City. Luo Ning had doubts about the body floating here in Taihu Lake.

Song Zhuer came next to her and watched with her: "Sir, how much hatred you say, hurting people like this!"

Recalling the scene just now, Song Zhuer still got goosebumps.

Luo Ning smiled: "You, on the other hand, are amazing. You don't change your expression even when you see a corpse like this. Pearl, I'm impressed."

Song Zhuer puffed up her chest and said, "That's natural. I'm your little follower. I have to be as great as you!"

Qin Zhao listened on the sidelines and was unhappy. He couldn't compare to a little girl?

Song Zhuer suddenly remembered Master Qin's state just now, and realized that she had made a mistake. In order to cover up her embarrassment, she behaved honestly: "Sir, I'm going to serve tea!"

After saying that, he ran away in a flash.

"This is my first time seeing a corpse. I won't do it next time!" Qin Zhao came over and said gloomily.

At this time, the official of Jingzhao Mansion knocked on the door and came in: "Master Luo, Master Song checked the missing persons report of Jingzhao Mansion within ten days, and there were only two people, and neither of them matched!"

Luo Ning frowned: "It seems that the deceased was not only hated by the murderer, but also his family members didn't like him."

Luo Ning pointed to the map and said to Qin Zhao: "Without reporting, we have to look for a needle in a haystack. We have to find out his identity no matter what."

"Taihu Lake surrounds Anyang City and flows from here to Yanzhou, the second state capital of Zhao State. Starting from the Prince's Courtyard, the investigation scope is all upstream. Lord Luo, the workload is huge!"

After Qin Zhao finished speaking, he couldn't help but frown: "Well, I'll go back to Beizhen Fusi and gather the brothers to investigate together!"

Luo Ning was very comforted. Qin Zhaoneng thought with him: "Well, Dali Temple and Beizhen Fusi, I will inform Mr. Song again that we will issue a reward notice. Anyone who finds any missing persons around can come to the three mansions to provide clues."

"It's a good idea, but I'm afraid I won't have enough motivation to provide clues verbally. I'll apply to the emperor. The Ministry of Punishment has a department of silver. Anyone who provides any useful clues will be rewarded with two taels of silver!"

Qin Zhao's method was better than Luo Ning's. The two of them cooperated tacitly and couldn't help but smile at each other.

The reward notice was posted, and there was an endless stream of people reporting missing persons. Meng Xiao was responsible for registering and summarizing. He was surprised. In Anyang City, so many people had disappeared in more than ten days?
When the people understood that they could not register once at Dali Temple and then go to Jingzhao Mansion to register again, and one person was missing, it was not necessary for everyone in the whole family to register, and the number of people who came to provide clues would be cut off at a cliff.

On the third day, there was no one all day long. When Meng Xiao, Lord Song, and Qin Zhao met with Luo Ning on time every day to compile intelligence, the four of them were depressed.

Three days after receiving the report, a total of 83 people in Anyang City were missing.

Luo Ning felt helpless and rubbed his brows: "There is nothing we can do. It is better than having no clues at all! But there are too many repeated reports. We can only investigate them one by one now."

(End of this chapter)