After Ji Wanrong listened, his eyes scanned the words in the file word by word, but his brain was running rapidly.
Tuberculosis is tuberculosis, which is contagious. Even in modern times with advanced medicine, there is only a 50% chance of cure, and there is a risk of recurrence.
However, in ancient times, medical conditions were relatively backward, and there were no cases of complete cure of tuberculosis.
The merchant of the Bao family piled up money so that his child would live to be young, but because of fortune telling, he specially found a girl to bring him happiness.
"Happiness is just a superstitious method. Merchants want to use wedding events to get rid of so-called evil spirits. It is impossible to cure tuberculosis that even traditional Chinese medicine cannot treat because of this."
Ji Wanrong pointed to the small line of characters and looked up at Mojie City with a very firm tone.
Not only is it impossible to cure tuberculosis, but tuberculosis is contagious. What the merchant family did was just killing another girl in vain.
"But here's the problem. Mr. Bao said that Mr. Bao's tuberculosis will be cured after the wedding." Mo Jiecheng said meaningfully.
Ji Wanrong sneered: "That is simply a medical miracle."
After she said this, her eyes met Mo Jiecheng's eyes inadvertently, and she saw Mo Jiecheng looking at her with burning eyes.
Ji Wanrong's heart skipped a beat, and a thought popped into her mind uncontrollably: "Do you think that Mr. Bao disappeared because Mr. Bao said that Mr. Bao's tuberculosis was cured?"
Mo Jiecheng lowered his eyes and nodded, but his expression was not good.
Ji Wanrong quickly scrolled back to see the situation of the four families who reported the crime later.
"The missing people from these four families are not suffering from tuberculosis, but their family backgrounds are relatively ordinary. There are yellow-haired children, octogenarians, and strong men. The last one is unremarkable. He is a street gangster who often hangs out in brothels. "
"But they were not as lucky as Mr. Bao. Mr. Bao at least found a skeleton, but they didn't even find the bones."
When Ji Wanrong said this, he paused suddenly, and then suddenly looked up at Mo Jiecheng: "Brothers Lu Zhongfeng were also made into skeletons, so Mr. Bao's body is also very Is it possible that he wasn’t bitten by a wild dog in a mass grave?”
The two people's eyes met at this moment. Although neither of them spoke, their eyes were filled with disbelief.
Ji Wanrong hurriedly took out the information Fu Tingxue found for her from her sleeve.
The information shows that in July five years ago, Mo Junfeng had just returned to the capital from his sightseeing tour.
During that time, Mo Junfeng was indeed staying in the capital!
Ji Wanrong thought of this and hurriedly pulled out the file he had just read. It recorded the situation of missing persons in the suburbs of Beijing six or seven years ago. At that time, Mo Junfeng was still young, and the crew was in the capital and had not yet visited the capital. Traveled far.
In the year when Mo Junfeng traveled away for the first time, the number of missing people in the suburbs of Beijing dropped significantly.
With such back and forth, no one could see anything unusual about the missing people in the suburbs of Beijing, and naturally no one suspected anything.
The timelines are all right!
The disappearance of people in the capital has a lot to do with Mo Junfeng's whereabouts, and Mo Junfeng has medical skills.
When Ji Wanrong saw this, he handed the booklet and files in his hand to Mo Jiecheng.
What did he do by kidnapping so many people and turning them into skeletons?
Ji Wanrong took a deep breath and heard his heart beating loudly.
Mo Jiecheng silently read everything Ji Wanrong handed him, holding the edge of the scroll tightly with both hands, veins popping up on the back of his hands, but unable to say a word.
"Pregnant women...children...elderly people..." Mo Jiecheng said every word with great difficulty, almost squeezing it out through his teeth.
"Rong'er...is this true?"
Ji Wanrong shook his head: "Not necessarily. It's not certain yet. There is no evidence yet."
Halfway through her words, Mo Jiecheng slowly raised his head and looked at her with scarlet eyes: "What on earth does he want to do?"
Ji Wanrong narrowed his eyes.
If, as they suspected, these people were not missing, but abducted by Mo Junfeng, then it was very likely that they were doing some experiments.
Ji Wanrong closed his eyes, not daring to think about it: "Missing people happen all the time. Now we can only speculate that it was Mo Junfeng who turned the bodies of brothers Lu Zhongfeng and Mr. Bao, who suffered from tuberculosis, into skeletons. There’s not even proof.”
"The whereabouts of other corpses or skeletons have not been found yet, and we cannot just conclude that they are all related to Mo Junfeng."
"Why are there only Mr. Bao's bones in the mass grave, as if they were deliberately placed there to be discovered?" Mo Jiecheng asked, raising his head to look at Ji Wanrong again.
Ji Wanrong looked into Mo Jiecheng's dark eyes. His deep pupils seemed to already have the answer, and then he asked the question deliberately.
She thought for a while and then answered: "Is it because the merchant targeted the murderer on the poor Chongxi's new daughter-in-law? So Mr. Bao's skeleton appeared and helped Chongxi's new daughter-in-law clear away the suspicion?"
When Mo Jiecheng heard this, he almost laughed out loud: "Your guess is the same as mine, but what do I want to say about him? That he has a kind heart? He threw his body in the west of the city to save the woman Chongxi, and was exposed Own?"
When Ji Wanrong heard Mo Jiecheng's words, he seemed to have captured something. Then he raised his head again and asked hurriedly: "So, where is Mo Junfeng's Prince Chu's residence?"
"It's close to my palace, in the south of the city." Mo Jiecheng replied.
"So you had a fight with Mo Junfeng yesterday. Do you think he has any kung fu?" Ji Wanrong asked again.
This time Mo Jiecheng shook his head with certainty: "I have practiced martial arts all year round, and I can feel that people with martial arts and those without martial arts even walk at different paces. He...has no martial arts."
When Mo Jiecheng said this, he immediately reacted: "Are you trying to say that Mo Junfeng has no martial arts skills, but he can move the skeleton from the south of the city to the north of the city. He must have tools?"
Ji Wanrong nodded, and the words Mo Junfeng once said in front of her rumbled in her ears.
"My king's luxurious carriage is parked in front of Xie's house. Even the wheels are specially designed so that people who are tired from traveling will not feel the bumps. Rong'er, do you want to come and experience it?"
Ji Wanrong thought about it and stood up from the chair: "How long did you say that Mo Junfeng's luxury special carriage had been with him?"
