The alley, which used to be refreshing and clean, was now crowded with people.
There were guards from Shuntian Mansion, as well as residents from nearby who had the courage to come out to watch the fun.
Lu Xinlan had already walked quickly to the place where the body was found, and was looking at the situation nearby while talking to the police officer and the arriving gangster.
"At what time do people come here to patrol the streets on weekdays? And since the residents' sundries are always put here, someone comes to collect them regularly. Why are they here late today?"
Lu Xinran heard her words as soon as she approached. She didn't dare to get too close out of fear of the corpse.
But standing aside made her feel even less safe. The servants they were accompanying were all blocked outside. She struggled alone for a while before finally approaching Lu Xinlan.
They were the same age, so there was no reason why she was the only one scared.
Lu Xinlan saw her approaching with his peripheral vision, and knowing that she was afraid, he took the initiative to hold her hand.
Song Junyan, who was following Lu Xinran, looked at their hands holding each other again, frowned and then looked away, listening to the report from his subordinates.
Lu Xinlan's series of questions just now were so natural that the guards and gangsters on the side didn't have time to think too much before they opened their mouths and spoke.
"The patrol time here is from quarter past one to three quarters in the morning. Today, there was a situation on the street in front, so the patrol time was moved to quarter past four."
I came here to patrol the streets at this moment, and after I found the body, I went to Shuntian Mansion to report it to the official, and waited for the police and the police to arrive. It was almost noon, but it was just in time.
"How many days are the debris here collected? When is the next one?"
"Once every three days, the next time is tomorrow."
The servant was about to finish his reply when he realized that he didn't even recognize the girl in front of him.
He looked at the people beside him as if asking for help, and then secretly looked at the stern fourth prince, feeling inexplicably wanting to kneel down.
Lu Xinran secretly glanced at the corpse beside the debris, only to see the deceased facing downwards, wearing a stained indigo gown.
One of the shoes on my feet fell off, and there seemed to be dirt on the socks on the soles of my feet.
Realizing what she was doing, she quickly looked away.
[I'm going to die, I'm going to die. I just looked at what I was doing so carefully. I'm going to have nightmares at night. 】
[Why does this man look so stiff? Isn’t it because the legendary rigor mortis has not passed yet? 】
[No, no, no, I can’t think about it anymore, wuwuwu, why isn’t the heroine afraid! 】
[Well, um, what did that sock step on? I really want to know. How about taking another look? 】
A series of dense thoughts almost interrupted Lu Xinlan's thoughts. She took a deep breath and followed Lu Xinran's words and looked at the foot of the deceased without shoes.
Although Song Junyan's expression was calm, his eyes also fell on the feet of the deceased.
Lu Xinran had already prepared herself mentally. She secretly opened her eyes and looked at the deceased's socks.
[Hey, is it wax oil? It looks like it was stepped on before it solidified. But doesn’t it hurt to step on it like this? 】
Zuo Zuo, who couldn't hear her voice, had already checked the clothes of the deceased.
After carefully looking at the two feet of the deceased, he motioned to those around him to write down what they found.
"The deceased's shoes and socks were stained with wax oil, and the color of the wax oil was cherry pink. There was rigor mortis, and the time of death was at least two hours ago..."
Wu Zuo spoke so fast that Lu Xinran was confused, but Lu Xinlan on the side wrote down all the details.
"The deceased should have been seven feet one inch tall. Judging from the calluses on his hands, he should be left-handed."
While Wu Zuo was still talking, Lu Xinran had already pulled up Lu Xinlan's sleeves.
"Aren't we going back home? Let mother know that we encounter these things on the way, and she will be worried about you."
[If you become hysterical again and say that I led you into trouble, then I will be even more unjust than Dou E. 】
Lu Xinlan was feeling itchy in her heart at this moment. She hadn't encountered a case in many days since she came here. Now that she finally met her, she didn't want to go back like this.
But when she thought of Zhao's temperament, she felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured on her heart.
Her current identity and situation did not allow her to be too willful. She sighed and was about to say, let's go back, when another voice sounded in her ears.
[It’s a pity that I don’t know the identity of this man, otherwise I might be able to see how he was killed. 】
She raised her eyebrows instantly, and her eyes collided with Song Junyan's in mid-air.
Song Junyan looked at the two of them and asked his subordinates.
"Have you found out the identity of the deceased?"
"My subordinates are incompetent and have not yet been able to find out the identity of the deceased."
[It’s a pity, but the time is so short, it’s normal that he can’t find out. I just don’t know how many days it will take for the Shuntian Mansion’s officers to find out the identity of the other party. 】
I don’t know if using the watermelon system to find out the cause of death of the deceased will count as eating the melon to give health points.
All kinds of messy thoughts flashed through her mind quickly, and Lu Xinlan's eyes met Song Junyan's again.
When Lu Xinran came back to her senses, she saw them looking at each other affectionately. Her heart tightened and she quickly pulled the person behind her to protect him.
[No, no, she didn’t harm me, so I can’t just watch her jump into the fire pit. 】
[This man is not a good match, nor is he good-looking. 】
[His status as a prince means endless troubles, not to mention that he has an arrogant, willful and lawless childhood sweetheart. 】
[How can we make him locked up with his childhood sweetheart and no longer have the energy to harm the heroine? 】
Lu Xinlan lowered her eyes and tried hard not to look at Song Junyan's face, which had begun to darken.
This 'fellow' is really brave enough to speak out and think about anything in her heart!
Song Jun's dagger-like gaze swept over Lu Xinran's face again. He had been smart since he was a child and had a photographic memory for both reading and recognizing people. He was very sure that he had never seen this person before.
Since she had never seen him before, how could she conclude that his mind was unstable, uncertain, and that he was a... big pervert?
He sneered in his heart, but it was for his own sake that he would care about what a person he met for the first time thought.
His sleeves and robe were swaying lightly, and he turned sideways to look at his men.
"Ding San, you lead people to search for clues in the alleys. Ding Er, you lead people to go door to door and ask whether anyone heard any noise from nightfall to the time the deceased was found last night..."
The cold voice ordered people to investigate one by one in an orderly manner.
"Ding Wu, take someone to check out the candlelight shops in the city, ask Zuo Zuo to scrape off part of the wax, and ask which one the wax comes from."
He arranged it in a very orderly manner, and Lu Xinlan subconsciously nodded in agreement while listening.
Lu Xinran moved her steps and placed herself between the two of them again.
It is said that men at work are the most charming, and she can't let Lu Xinlan be fascinated just now.
Song Junyan finally heard a compliment from her heart, and his eyebrows relaxed slightly.
Fortunately, the evaluation is finally not a big abnormality.
