Ye Feng stopped asking and told him to take a good rest before getting up and preparing to go out.
Servants from wealthy families are usually thrown into mass graves after being beaten to death. Ye Feng had to go there to find the bodies of the three people.
Shen Ruifeng beat people to death without finding anyone else suspicious, which shows that these three people are still the most suspect. Shen Pan'er scratched the murderer. Although it was very minor, the autopsy will definitely show it now.
But who cut Shen Paner's nails?
While playing in the ice lake, Ye Feng noticed that Shen Pan'er's nails were not long. Even if he died, there was no need to cut them again.
You wouldn't even give someone a grave, right?
But it would be wrong to insist on finding the murderer based on this point. Maybe mothers like their daughters to leave cleanly? After all, the toenails were trimmed and cleaned so thoroughly.
In fact, Ye Feng already had some guesses about the murderer. In order to verify and confirm this guess, there is still a lot to do.
As he was raising his feet, Ding Yixuan asked again: "How did Pan'er die?"
Ye Feng shook his head.
"I don't know yet. I can't enter Shen's mansion. I'll ask my father-in-law if he can do anything."
Ding Yixuan lay down helplessly.
There was a choking sound that was being suppressed under the quilt.
Ye Feng sighed inwardly and took Brother Honey Badger to the mass grave.
It was a huge mess of tombs and a huge pit. In the pit was a bare tree trunk with old crows chirping on it.
This is the most depressing and cruel place, but for things like the old crow, Ye Feng understands that its cries and thoughts may be: it and its descendants are happy that they don't have to starve.
He didn't drive it away.
He tied up his cuffs and trouser legs, jumped down, apologized, and stepped over the various skeletons in different shapes, looking for those three.
The cold pit didn't smell too bad, and the woman who was thrown in three days ago hadn't been completely covered up yet. The woman who was killed with a stick...
Ye Feng stood under the light tree pole and glanced around the pit, feeling sad and angry in his heart.
It's anger, sadness, anger, grief, and other mixed emotions.
As a forensic doctor in peacetime, the cruelest scene I have ever seen is that of an accident somewhere and the shattered corpses scattered all over the place.
The most spiritually impactful scene I have ever seen is to sort out and piece together the skeletons of our ancestors in mass graves from a certain era.
What I want to do most is to one day conquer a certain island, or a few small islands, so that the hatred that has lasted for countless generations can be completely eliminated.
Those can all have an emotional direction.
But in front of me...
Just two days later, as far as Ye Feng could see, there were piles of corpses of countless lower-class people who had been killed with sticks. Most of them were women, or young women.
When Ye Feng came, he knew what a mass grave would look like and what a mass grave would look like.
Just like walking into a deserted cemetery, you can imagine the chaotic and dilapidated scene.
So take one look and jump down.
After walking and pulling, I realized: Hell on earth is just like this.
Emotions cannot find an outlet or direction to vent.
It is often said that there were no human rights in ancient times. This is like a simple term that can be understood.
Only when you actually see it can you clearly feel the huge impact of these four words.
Looking at the clothes they were wearing, half were from the palace, more than half were from rich and powerful families, and the rest were poor people.
Ye Feng kicked the tree trunk hard.
The old crow, which was eating and basking in the sun, was frightened and flew away.
Brother Honey Badger looked at Ye Feng, whose face was ashen, and then at the old crow that flew away. After thinking about it, he jumped out of the mass grave.
Ye Feng noticed it, thought about it, and then ordered: "Go to a nearby area with south and north sides, and dig a hole. Help bury these corpses one by one."
This is all he can do for the time being.
The little honey badger raised its paws to look at it, then dropped its head for a breath, jumped back into the pit, opened its mouth and swallowed one, then jumped out and ran towards the sunny side of a nearby mountain.
Ye Feng finally had a clear understanding of the body volume of his honey badger brother.
It's okay, it will expand.
From this, I thought of business and continued to look for the three of them, Grandma Shen Paner.
Brother Honey Badger's claws were sharp and fast. Even so, the two of them went out early in the morning and waited until dusk when they finally found the twenty-seven female corpses that had been killed with sticks around 9:00 a.m. three days ago.
Seventeen bodies, five old and twelve young, died at a similar time, and the sticks they received were of the same material and thickness.
According to the basic configuration of servants for the female relatives of a wealthy family: two eldest maids, four second-class maids, six third-class maids, and four rough servants. Add a nanny and it will be exactly seventeen.
Their clothes of the same level are of the same style and material. This is one of the reasons why Ye Feng can quickly identify them one by one.
Among the other ten, four are in imperial attire and six are from other wealthy families, with different clothing styles.
Ye Feng was basically certain: those seventeen people were from Shen Paner's boudoir.
The master dies and the servant dies.
Thinking that a large dynasty could be implicated at every turn, Ye Feng sighed and did a preliminary inspection of the seventeen corpses one by one.
Only the first inspection, only the first inspection, and only the first inspection.
Together with Brother Honey Badger, we buried the last twenty-seven bodies one by one.
It was completely dark after I finished my work.
On the way back, I passed two people pulling a broken cart.
Ye Feng rubbed his eyebrows and quickened his pace. After returning home, I took a good bath with medicinal water to get rid of the corpse qi. Then he dressed up and asked Huo Gang to find Zhang Chen.
"You sit down first and wait for me to take a few bites."
When Zhang Chen came, Ye Feng was eating.
I was so hungry that I couldn't think of talking about the case first.
Zhang Chen had some guesses.
After sitting down, he looked at Ye Feng's unattractive eating look and asked with a smile: "Do you have any clues about the murderer?"
Otherwise, you wouldn't have taken yourself out of the hot bed in the middle of the night, right?
But what’s the use of telling yourself? Shouldn't he tell Ding Yixuan directly? Or Shen Ruifeng? No matter how bad it is, even if you have to tell yourself, shouldn't Ding Yixuan be there?
Or do you still have no clue? Ye Feng came to him just to discuss how to enter Shen's mansion?
Well, this last one should be correct. After all, Ye Feng has little experience in solving crimes.
Zhang Chen will not look down on rural people, but he still has a basic understanding of these people. In the past three days, he couldn't figure out why Ding Yixuan came to Ye Feng.
But I heard Ye Feng say "hmm".
Zhang Chen's fat eyes widened.
His eyes are not small to begin with, but there is too much flesh on his face and his eyelids are too thick, so they are squeezed into small sizes. Now, return to the original state.
Ye Feng was speechless.
Continue to chop rice with your head down.
In the corner next to it, a little honey badger was holding a piece of honey-made dried meat and munching on it.
Ye Feng was worried that it would get into trouble by looking for food, so he made it himself. And as its skills improve, its appetite grows. With a small body as big as a fist, he can eat about one kilogram of dried meat per meal. After eating, Ye Feng was a little worried about his money bag.
I wrote a lot of IOUs.
It’s very hard to raise a family and pets, but also to support your own lifespan.
"You...turn out to be so edible."
After Zhang Chen was surprised for a moment, he saw that Ye Feng was busy eating without saying anything else. He was about to ask more questions but was distracted by his appetite.
Six portions full of meat and vegetables, half a barrel of rice, the food is decreasing visibly to the naked eye.
Seeing this, Zhang Chen sighed: "It's great to be young."
What I'm thinking is: When I was young, three of them were not as good as one Ye Feng.
But he didn't know that these words reminded Ye Feng.
