As a medical concubine

Chapter 407 Human body code (2)
Hearing this, Yan Bo felt his hair stand on end, the cold wind blew on his face like crushed ice, he cleared his throat, and asked: "You, you, you, don't scare me, what's the password? According to what you said, is it possible that someone who knows our Yan family, avenged our Yan family, and wants to play a killing game with you and Zicheng?"

"That's right, what you said seems to make sense." Huazhu bulged her cheeks for no reason, Yan Bo raised her eyebrows and smiled, and Huazhu said again, "So there may be two people! One is the murderer who created the full moon case , and the other one is the one who took the opportunity to tattoo pigeon blood on your body."

"I don't understand!" Yan Bo was completely confused and couldn't keep up with Hua Zhu's thinking.

While paying attention to the movements around her, Huazhu calmly analyzed: "Don't be surprised, what I'm going to say next may also shock you."

Yan Bo fell silent.

Huazhu said: "Take the disappearance of the third master Wang as an example. The third master Wang was taken away by Liu Zhaozhao's secret guards for a while, and it was not until I entered Beijing that I discovered that the third master Wang was also tattooed on the back. Pigeon blood tattoo. This tattoo is unlikely to be tattooed by Liu Zhaozhao. It can be seen that the man behind the scenes has been staring at us and left us a body code when he seized the opportunity. It is really abnormal!"

Yan Bo wanted to scream again, but with Shang Huazhu's calm eyes, he shrunk his neck resentfully, and said in a low voice, "He's also got tattooed? What kind of tattoo has he got?"

"Hmm..." Huazhu raised her finger and made a gesture in the air, "The Arabic numeral 2 with sharp edges and corners."

"Two? I'm one, he's two, this, this..." Yan Bo's heart was trembling, "Is there still three or four? What is he going to do?"

"Who knows what he wants?" This feeling of being stared at was really exciting and uncomfortable, Hua Zhu looked around and moved her ears, "Did you hear anything?"

Yan Bo paused, and pricked up his ears: "It's... the cry of a child... Xuzhi! It's Xuzhi!"

After the words fell, Yan Bo's figure flickered, and he ran towards the source!

Huazhu followed closely behind.

The night wind hit the face, making it painful.

Stomach, also aching.

Hua Zhu covered her stomach, endured the exhaustion, and chased after her with all her might.

In the open space in front of the tomb, there was a coffee table with two people lying on both sides of the coffee table, a man and a woman.The child nestled under the woman and was tightly wrapped by the woman's cloak.

The strong aroma of wine wafted in the air, as if the two of them were lying on the coffee table only after they were drunk.

Yan Bo took a closer look: "Zi Cheng?"

Then pushed the woman away, "Sister-in-law three?"

What the hell are these two doing?Running to drink at his third brother's grave in the middle of the night?Still drunk like this?

"Wow - wow -" Yan Xuzhi hugged Yan Bo's neck tightly, crying desperately.

Yan Bo didn't care about shaking Liao Zicheng and Leng Rou awake at this moment, so he coaxed his son, "Xuzhi is not afraid, it's fine, daddy is here, huh? Where is your brother? Where is your brother?"

Yan Xuzhi didn't understand what Yan Bo said, so he kept crying.

Huazhu rushed over, and seeing this scene, she frowned first, a sour smell of vinegar filled her heart, but soon, she realized that there was something wrong between Leng Rou and Liao Zicheng.It seems...too sleepy!
There are only two wine glasses on the table and only one jug on the ground.

Liao Zicheng can be said to never get drunk for a thousand cups, and never pour a thousand cups. How can a mere pot make him unconscious?

Huazhu stepped forward, took off the cloak and put it on Liao Zicheng, then hugged Liao Zicheng into his arms, and called him softly: "Zicheng, Zicheng, wake up."

Yan Bo looked at Hua Zhu: "Second sister, Min Zhi couldn't find it!"

Huazhu's eyes turned cold, and she raised her hand to pat Liao Zicheng's face: "Zicheng, Zicheng, wake up soon! What happened?"

Unable to wake up Liao Zicheng, Hua Zhu put him down again, and went around to call Leng Rou. Leng Rou didn't smell of alcohol, but why did he fall asleep?Or... dizzy?
"Third grandma! Third grandma! Third grandma!" Hua Zhu yelled several times, but Leng Rou didn't respond.

Huazhu took out the fire pocket from her bosom, blew it on, and took a picture around it, only to find a puddle of blood on the ground.

This bloodstain... whose is it?

Liao Zicheng's, Leng Rou's, or Yan Xuzhi's?
Hua Zhu said to Yan Bo again: "Brother-in-law, can you check if Xuzhi is injured? Why is he crying so hard?"

"Oh, good!" Yan Bo sat down cross-legged, protected his son in his arms with a cloak, then lifted his clothes, and carefully touched his arms, legs and body.When touching other places, Yan Xuzhi enjoyed it quite a bit, and the crying stopped, but when Yan Bo took off his shoe and touched his right foot, he burst into tears again with a "wow"!

"Second Sister, take the Huozhangzi and have a look."

Huazhu took the fire folder and went over, and with the light of the fire, a clear pattern came into the eyes of the two.

Another pigeon blood tattoo, but very small, only about an inch, like an unsealed triangle.

"What... what is this?" Yan Bo's heart ached to death. The tattoo was very painful. Although it was not big, it was an injection after all.How can a child stand it?
If Yan Bo and Wang Sanye's tattoos can still be regarded as Arabic numerals 1 and 2, then this... has nothing to do with the following numbers at all.

Thinking of something, Hua Zhu came behind Liao Zicheng again, unbuttoned his belt and buttons, and reached into his back to feel it.

No, his back didn't feel swollen, so he probably didn't have any tattoos.

Hua Zhu walked behind Leng Rou again, touched Leng Rou's body in the same way, but felt a bump.

With a flick of her eyes, Hua Zhu said: "Brother-in-law, you go ahead and get a carriage."

"Okay!" Yan Bo walked away holding Yan Hengzhi.

About two quarters of an hour later, a carriage drove up, Yan Bo jumped off the ground, first carried Leng Rou into the carriage, and then carried Liao Zicheng into the carriage.

The carriage started slowly.

Yan Bo hugged Yan Xuzhi, who fell into a deep sleep after crying tired, his face was iron: "Second sister, where will Min Zhi go?"

If two children disappeared together, they should have appeared together. Why...one of them disappeared?
(End of this chapter)