Ye Feng didn't look angry when he was criticized.
He raised his hand to stop Qi Jun who had a bad temper and wanted to hit someone, and then spoke to Su Shengyi nicely: "You have a reason for what happened, and it did not cause heavy losses to the guard station. You have a choice if you want to deliver the news. Qi Jun is not willing to pursue you, so you should follow. Xiong Zhangqi is watching carefully to see if I can solve this case."
After speaking, he looked at Qi Jun.
Qi Jun glared: When did he say he would not pursue the case?
Rebellion, no matter the circumstances or consequences, will never be forgiven.
Ye Feng blinked: counter-intuitive plan.
Damn it, if you kill one, there will be ten more. It's better to instigate rebellion and make countermeasures on the field.
This is why he secretly bet with Xiong Feihu and quietly asked Xiong Feihu to bring him here.
Qi Jun slapped the table and said, "Do you believe what he said?"
Ye Feng nodded and pointed to his nose: "He still has the smell of temple incense. It's there all year round."
Even the scent of toilets and flowers cannot cover up the smell, and it can only be done by accumulating it for a long time.
Temple incense does not specifically refer to the incense burned in temples. Generally, wealthy families have ancestral halls in their mansions, and the incense burned there is purchased from the temple.
Su Shengyi has a lingering temple fragrance, which means that he prays for his missing father every day.
As the saying goes: Even after the death of his mentor, Zhang Jian did not go to the ancestral hall to offer incense to his father every day. In contrast, it shows that Su Shengyi did not lie.
Su Shengyi didn't appreciate it. He laughed miserably and said: "You said you could break it, but you don't know how long it will take. Now you want to use me to rebel against the West Factory. You are more ruthless than Zheng Lianze."
"hold head high."
Ye Feng shrugged and spread his hands: "At least I saved your life."
After saying that, he didn't waste any time and asked directly: "After your father disappeared, is there anything else missing from your home?"
"No."
Su Shengyi shook his head dejectedly: "This is something everyone would ask."
He accepted his fate, so do whatever you want. For his father, he is willing to accept any price.
Ye Feng also knew that it was difficult for others to believe his empty talk, so he waved his hand for him to go out with Xiong Feihu.
After all, he did not forget to explain: "You don't have to help us pass the news back, but you can't fax the news over there anymore."
Su Shengyi nodded silently and went out.
He was not grateful that his life could be saved. On the contrary, he still hated him, even Xiong Feihu hated him. If he hadn't helped Ye Feng find him out, he would have known his father's whereabouts two more times.
Now, having become a traitor and falling short of success, I feel as much frustration as anger.
It made Xiong Feihu want to beat her up.
Qi Jun's thick eyebrows were raised. After the two of them went down, Qi Jun was about to ask something when Ye Feng said to him first: "The bones are all out, I'm going to examine them."
Qi Jun: "...are you really good at testing?"
They were all a pile of bones. At that time, he thought he needed to be found out because he was fooling the two factories, but it turned out that he really needed to be tested? What can be tested?
Ye Feng, who had already stood up, looked over strangely. "Do you think I'm joking? I'm really good at it."
Then……
Ye Feng saw a hint of embarrassment flash across Qi Jun's eyes.
"Did you dig up the ancestral graves in which village?"
Ye Feng now dares to bet with his head that none of those skeletons are the victims of the attack on Qi Zhengpeng.
A pile could still be dug out, which must be ancestral graves from a nearby village.
No wonder they didn't let him see or get close to him when the bone was being removed, and they also surrounded the area with water.
He's going to be beaten to death!
Qi Jun turned his head away and scratched his beard.
Ye Feng just stared at him.
Seeing that Qi Jun couldn't bear it, he slapped the table and said, "What's the use of that? After their accident, I saw it myself. It was just injuries from weapons. There were all kinds of weapons. The cuts were messy and useless. Chapter law, what can you find?!"
He did not accept that the deceased was buried in the ground and then dug out. He was still his biological father.
Ye Feng continued to stare at him for two breaths, then turned around and went out.
Qi Jun sat there and groaned angrily.
He would rather spend more time and go around eight hundred more times to solve the case than touch the grave soil.
No matter what you say, no one will do!
He didn’t touch anyone else’s either!
In fact, the skeletons that were recovered before were some of the mobs that his father had buried.
At the end of the previous dynasty, there were many factions, fighting for each other and causing chaos. Many people were so hungry that they picked up hoes and shovels and joined those people. After being suppressed, either they had no family members left, or they had family members who did not dare to collect the bodies.
His father would dig a deep hole nearby and bury them all together.
There are many such pits all over the country. But only his father would bury him. They would always mark them and tell them about their Qi family members. I just hope that one day, if someone wants to find a relative, they can know the location.
After the founding of this dynasty, His Majesty's bold and decisive attacks brought peace for so many years.
calm?
Qi Jun's heart was filled with excitement when he thought of this.
Then he got up and wanted to order the bones to be buried and return to the city.
Ye Feng walked in, carrying the ribs of a wild boar in his hand. They were bloody, and they were obviously freshly killed.
Qi Jun was puzzled when he saw Ye Feng throw the pork ribs to the ground with a "bang", pointed at him and said, "Come, look at what kind of weapons have been slashed on it."
Qi Jun: "..."
The little fox wants to trick me again. Hum, don't underestimate people, I really know how to look.
Qi Jun felt angry and kept walking. He walked over, squatted down, and examined each step carefully. Then he pointed at each step and said: "This is cut with an axe. This is chopped with a bone razor. This is cut with an embroidered spring knife." Yes. This is cut with scissors. This is wiped with a kitchen knife."
Ye Feng looked at him, squatted opposite him, stared at him, and asked.
"What kind of axe? What kind of bone razor? What kind of scissors and kitchen knives? How long and wide are they? How wide is the blade? How old is it? How worn is it? Where can I buy it?"
Qi Jun stood up with a roar, his hands on his hips and his leopard eyes widened: "Why do I need to know that?!"
He was sure that Ye Feng was deliberately looking for trouble with himself.
Ye Feng stood up with a smile, crossed his arms, and asked with a smile: "I wonder how you can determine the source of the murderer?"
Every trace left by the murderer is a clue. The dead can speak, and it is through these traces that they speak.
Qi Jun was dumbfounded.
After glaring at Ye Feng for a moment, he squatted down again and tested again.
The ax was used for chopping, and the broken edges were uneven, indicating that the ax was not sharp, so it must be old. The two-sided edge cut by the bone razor is very sharp. new. The Xiuchun knife is thin, light and specially made. He is very familiar with it.
The scissors are old and the kitchen knife is new.
Ye Feng smiled after hearing this.
Qi Jun's scalp tightened inexplicably as he laughed.
No, not tight. He was not wrong at all.
He put his hands on his hips and stared back: "What's the point of knowing the old and the new? Except for the embroidered spring knife, the others are all items that every kitchen has!"
Can you find out a ghost?
Ye Feng didn't say anything. He just pulled out a boot dagger from his boot, squatted down, and touched each scar on the pork ribs, using different strengths, angles, and techniques to create a new scar.
Looking at it, Qi Jun was completely dumbfounded.
What the fuck...
He is not convinced!
"Who has so much trouble chopping people up as you do? How about using a knife to create eighty kinds of weapons?!"
Don't you think it's too much trouble and delays things?
This Ye Feng is deliberately trying to find trouble with him, right?
Ye Feng stood up, looked at the "wild leopard" in front of him who refused to admit defeat, and said with a smile: "You also go and get some bone injuries for me to examine. Do whatever you want."
Upon hearing this, Qi Jun instinctively touched his belt.
Ye Feng is already rich, and he still wants to bet against others, and he always bets money.
Ye Feng looked at Qi Jun's movements and smiled even more.
"You want to admit defeat before you even bet? How many banknotes have you brought?"
