The Delicate Lady Coroner

Wu Xiang was extremely shocked. He did not expect that the murderer of this case would be involved in the death of the young son of the Bo family. Bo Ruoyou continued: "Thirteen years ago, I was with my brother and my family on the riverside of the Luohe River. After that, I went missing with my brother. One night later, I was found fainted by the roadside, but my brother was nowhere to be seen."

Wu Xiang asked immediately, "Have you never seen a murderer?"

Bo Ruoyou's throat bitterly, "I...I was overwhelmed at the time and fell ill. I have forgotten what happened back then, including now, I can't remember—"

Wu Xiang was stunned for a moment, and Bo Ruoyou continued: "Seven days later, the body of his younger brother was found on the Luohe river beach. At that time, the government judged that he had fallen into the river and died. But the day before yesterday, I found the old ya who had dealt with this matter. Bad, I found many doubts. I suspect that my brother's death was also murdered by similar means."

Wu Xiang was a little hard to digest for a short time. He looked at Bo Ruoyou, then at Huo Wei Tower, and suddenly said, "Then you want to listen to the interrogation?"

Bo Ruoyou's expression must be, "Yes."

For the internal interrogation of the government office, there could only be a tolerance of the government office present. It is needless to say that Huo Weilou's status is noble, but it is the first time that Bo Ruoyou has been in the prison to interrogate prisoners.

Li Shen has been taken to the torture room where he was interrogated. He was sick and skinny. A crow-green cotton robe was stained with mud. At this moment, his hands and feet were tied with iron chains, and his back was sitting slightly rickety. When Bo Ruoyou entered the door, he found that there was an inexplicable calmness in him.

Wu Xiang asked Bo Ruoyou and Huo Weilou to take their seats. Then he walked to Li Shen's side. Li Shen's head was drooping, and he raised his head after hearing the sound. When she was a woman, Li Shen's eyes stopped for a while on Bo Ruoyou, and then he calmly looked at Wu Xiang.

When interrogating the prisoner, there is no such thing as a pleasant face. Wu Xiang frowned, with a cold expression on his face, "Li Shen?"

Li Shen lifted his eyelids and glanced at him. He described withered, shrouded sideburns, and sickly pale face. There were indeed some purplish scars on his bare wrists, and his eyes were bloodshot. This gloomy glance was quite a bit. Shocking.

Suddenly, Li Shen twitched the corners of his lips. As soon as his smile came out, the gloomy feeling on his face dissipated, revealing a kind of weird gentleness, "It's me, my name is Li Shen."

"Xuan Ling Dao Chief is also you?"

"it's me."

Wu Xiang narrowed his eyes, "Do you understand why we arrested you?"

Li Shen breathed quickly, and suddenly bent over to cough. He coughed extremely violently, but his face was still pale. When he finished coughing, he straightened his back and leaned on the back of the chair to gasp, "Ming, understand--"

Seeing that he has no quibble at all, Wu Xiang frowned, "Wen Jin was killed by you?"

Li Shen gasped, and then said unhurriedly, "You're talking about the little boy from the Fanyin Inn, right?"

When he heard him mention the Fanyin Inn, Wu Xiang immediately raised his eyebrows. Knowing the Fanyin Inn, he really recognized Wen Jin, and Li Shen had already become so big and admitted that he was the murderer!

"It was him, he was killed on the night of Winter Moon Eleven, but what did you do?"

Li Shen nodded slowly, "Yes."

Wu Xiang couldn't help gritting his teeth. Li Shen was very different from the murderers he had seen in the past. He was not afraid of the government's cell. He answered all questions, admitted his sins, and was not afraid that he would be convicted.

"Why did you harm him?"

"Because I just feel that he fits my temperament." Li Shen's tone was very calm, but in such a situation, he looked weird, "You have found me, you want to come and have been to my house, and you have been to Feiyun Guan. , I have been ill. If I want to live, I need to die. It’s just that my method of death is different from others."

Sure enough, it is the technique of death! Wu Xiang stared at him, "What's the difference?"

Li Shen talked eloquently, "Others believe in self-reliance cultivation, but in addition to self-reliance cultivation, I also believe in other power relief. The true **** I believe in is the immortal **** who travels through the ten directions. My own flesh and blood also enshrine the fairy boy to serve, they are just the fairy boy I offer to the true god."

The more calm and complacent he was, the more Wu Xiang felt suffocated in his heart, and when he heard the word "them", Wu Xiang suddenly became nervous, "They? You more than murdered one person?"

Li Shen coughed again, "I have been ill for several years, and I rely on the protection of the true god, otherwise I would have died long ago..." At this point, he suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at the roof, as if he could see the sky through the roof. The true god, "The fairy child true gods offered before are very fond of them, but this time, it seems that I don’t like them enough..."

Seeing his look like this, Wu Xiang gritted his back molars with hatred, and then looked to Bo Ruoyou's side, and saw that Bo Ruoyou and Huo Weilou both had cold expressions. Obviously, this person was also particularly hated and incomprehensible. .

Wu Xiang settled down, "When did you first start doing this kind of murder?"

When Li Shen heard this question, he was at a loss for a moment, and then he understood what Wu Xiang was saying. He frowned and began to think about it. Bo Ruoyou, who was sitting at the side, slowly straightened his back, and his eyes fell motionless. in his body.

After a long time, Li Shen said: "That was more than ten years ago—"

Everyone's hearts were raised. Except for the death of the young boy from the Bo family, Ming Guilan's kidnapping case was also suspicious. Wu Xiang stared at Li Shen's face, wondering what he would say next.

Li Shen recalled carefully, but soon, he shook his head, "It's too long to remember."

Wu Xiang made the wrong teeth, and said coldly: "You can't remember, I will help you think about it, more than ten years ago, did you specifically select the nobles in the city to start?"

Li Shen's expression suddenly changed, as if he was a little surprised, "How do you know?"

Wu Xiang sneered, "So should you remember? These nobles are all in the city, and they don't necessarily believe in them. How do you know the identity of these people?"

Li Shen's lips twitched strangely, "These nobles, no matter what they believe is nothing but a mere manifestation. They ask too much, and the true gods will not protect them. Even so, they can't stop them from coming to watch and show their hospitality, as if Add a few cents of sesame oil money, and you can become a world-saving bodhisattva..."

Wu Xiang heard the meaning and hurriedly asked: "Did you come into contact with them at that time?"

No matter how pressing Wu Xiang's tone is, no matter how fierce and vicious, Li Shen's expression on Li Shen's face is always the same. At this moment, he nodded and his eyes lightened, "Ah, you said that, I remember it. Now... the first young man I saw was the child of an imperial physician..."