Chapter 118 The Death of the Manure Man 2

Style: Historical Author: Ziwu laymanWords: 2023Update Time: 24/01/11 20:11:41
"I found something, come and see!" Zhu Yipin pointed to the corpse and said: "This corpse has been burned like this, almost turning into charcoal. This means that it has been in the fire for a long time. But if it reaches With this kind of temperature, not to mention his thatched house, even the wooden house next to it would be completely burned down. But when we arrived at his house, there was nothing wrong with the surrounding houses. And not even the things in his house were there. Isn’t that strange about the burn marks?”

"So what you mean is that he was burned to death somewhere else and then moved back to that house?" Yang Yuxuan's voice came over, but the person was still far away from the body and did not dare to look.

Ou Yang touched his chin and said, "There are still a lot of doubts. Who would go to such trouble to kill a manure digger?"

Zhu Yipin nodded and said: "Ouyang is right, I also found a clue." After speaking, he opened the mouth of the corpse, and a stench suddenly hit his face.

Fortunately, Ouyang and Liu Ruoxin were relatively far away. Yang Yuxuan was afraid of ghosts and stayed far away. Nie Ziyi was unlucky and almost stuck to the corpse.

Looking at Nie Ziyi who was vomiting, Liu Ruoxin covered her nose and said: "It stinks, it smells too bad."

Nie Ziyi, who came over slowly, shook his head and said: "It stinks! You are worthy of being a manure digger!"

But Zhu Yipin's next move disgusted the two girls. He wiped the corpse's throat with two fingers with his bare hands and said: "You see, normally people who are burned to death will choke on a lot of fine ash, but Look at it, there isn’t even a trace of dust on it.”

Seeing this, Ou Yang was disgusted and said: "Hey, Lao Zhu, didn't I give you a pair of gloves? And you still have to hold steamed buns with your hands every day, right?"

Zhu Yipin said indifferently: "It's okay, I can wash it, but I can't bear to use the gloves."

Liu Ruoxin looked at the corpse and said, "This old man has nothing but bad breath, and he was burned like this. Could it be...a will-o'-the-wisp?" After saying that, she hugged Ouyang's arm tightly.

After hearing this, Yang Yuxuan leaned towards Nie Ziyi without leaving any trace.

Ouyang smiled and said: "To borrow a phrase from Lao Zhao, what a fool! Have you forgotten about Jin Rufeng so quickly?"

Yang Yuxuan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement: "Yes, I think so too. As far as I know, several killers in the world can do it."

Liu Ruoxin teased: "Really? After hearing what I said just now, Young Master Yang kept leaning towards Nie!"

Yang Yuxuan blurted out, "Why don't you lean closer to Ouyang?"

Liu Ruoxin nodded and said, "Oh, yes, but I am a woman." After speaking, she winked.

Yang Yuxuan opened his mouth, but the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't refute at all, because what he said was so damn right!

Nie Ziyi hugged Yang Yuxuan's arm and said, "How great it is to have my protection!"

"Overthrow!" Ouyang raised his hand and said: "Although there are such masters in the world, what reason do they have to kill a dung digger? And this effect can only be achieved by using all one's strength."

Zhu Yipin yawned and said, "It's getting late. Let's go back and rest first before checking. It's good to practice martial arts and you'll be energetic."

There was nothing to say all night. Early the next morning, as soon as everyone arrived at the Yamen, they were quickly stopped and told that the governor had invited them.

"Your Majesty, Yang Yu, I'm here to see you, Your Majesty. I didn't know that Your Majesty is here too. I'm sorry for missing you from afar." Fu Yin saluted Ouyang.

Ouyang waved his hand and said, "No need, I'm just here to hang out with them."

"Your Majesty, please." Fu Yin welcomed Ouyang to his seat, and then said to the others: "Everyone, please take a seat."

After sitting down, the governor said: "Your Majesty, the case this time depends on you and Dr. Zhu again. If nothing is found out today, no one will dare to do this business. Moreover, it is now rumored that he was killed by a will-o'-the-wisp." They were burned to death." He said in his heart: "No one cleans this toilet, and the whole yamen smells bad."

Looking at Fu Yin, whose face was red from holding back and trying to maintain etiquette, Ouyang shook his head and said: "Forget it, you can go and do your own business, we will help you find out."

Fu Yin quickly stood up and saluted: "Thank you, Your Majesty." Then he ran out of the living room.

Liu Ruoxin wondered: "What's wrong with him?"

Ouyang smelled the tea and said with a smile: "I was holding it back." He took a sip of tea, nodded and said: "Ignore him, let's look for clues, this is not an option."

"Wow, tua!" At this time, Zhu Yipin stepped on a wooden basin. When he fell, a hammer hit his ear and hit it.

When other people saw this scene, they all sweated for him.

Ouyang smiled and said: "Lao Zhu, I have to say that your luck is really top-notch. You will definitely win the lottery!"

"Lottery? What the hell?" Zhu Yipin said with a cold sweat on his face: "Stop talking, give me a hand."

Nie Ziyi picked up the banknotes exposed under the floor tiles and said, "I don't care if something happens to Zhu Yipin. I just want to know why an old man who digs out excrement has so much money at home!"

You know, the dirty and tiring work of excrement workers does not pay much, so normal people will not do this line of work.

Ouyang leaned over and said in surprise: "Five hundred taels, where did this old Zhangtou get this huge sum of money?"

Zhu Yipin looked at everyone speculating on the origin of the banknotes and yelled: "Hey! I almost died just now. Can you have some sympathy and care about me?"

Nie Ziyi said impatiently: "Hey, you're not dead yet. Why are you yelling? Come and see what's wrong with this banknote."

At night, in order not to disturb Chen Anan and the others' rest, everyone came to the palace.

Zhu Yipin exclaimed: "As expected of the prince's mansion, it's so luxurious, I can't get enough of it! The maids are not ordinary either."

Ouyang smiled and said: "The money you hid is enough to buy a big yard." Then he said: "Let's get back to the subject. Nothing can be found on these banknotes yet, but I probably know what old Zhangtou was burned to death. Yes, it was the fire sickle that burned him to death."

Zhu Yipin asked doubtfully: "Fire sickle? Then who used the fire sickle to burn a manure collector to death? And this manure collector also hid such a large amount of banknotes?" After speaking, he scratched his hair and said distressedly: "Why? Check it!”

Ouyang took a sip of tea and said, "I doubt that Lao Zhangtou didn't pick up this money. It's who he is working for, and this money is the reward he receives!"

Zhu Yipin interrupted: "Maybe it's stealing!"

Yang Yuxuan shook his head and said: "Pick it up? Eliminate it first. Steal it? It's even more impossible. The smell on his body can be smelled from two miles away! It's reliable to collect the reward, but the question is, what kind of things has he done for people and can he collect it? So much reward?”

Zhu Yipin slapped the table and said, "I know, that's how it should be. For some ulterior purpose, someone gave Old Man Zhang five hundred taels and asked him to do things for him. After that, the man killed Old Man Zhang. Silence him and use a fire sickle to disguise the murder in a secret room by will-o'-the-wisp."