Under the iron plate is a pure white porcelain bed, and the four corners of the porcelain bed are connected with long pieces of leather. The leather has traces of knotting. At this position, it can just restrain a person's limbs.
The porcelain bed was obviously white and flawless, like uncut jade, but in Ji Wanrong's view, the bed was like a giant beast with its bloody mouth open, trying to devour people alive.
What shocked Ji Wanrong even more was that various surgical tools were neatly placed around the porcelain bed, which could accommodate one person.
It was no different than what she was doing in a modern operating room.
Ji Wanrong was secretly frightened. She hurriedly summoned the luminol reagent she had prepared from space and dropped it on the porcelain bed.
Wherever the Luminol dripped, a faint blue light immediately emitted.
Ji Wanrong's eyelids jumped and he dropped luminol all around the porcelain bed. As expected, no matter where Ji Wanrong dropped the luminol on the porcelain bed, the luminol would react.
Almost the entire bed was glowing, which meant that this porcelain bed was once covered with blood.
Ji Wanrong's hand trembled slightly, and then he tested the leather on the porcelain bed, and then found that the leather that restrained people also reacted.
The dark wind seemed to be still blowing, blowing onto Ji Wanrong's face. As soon as Ji Wanrong closed his eyes, he could see in front of his eyes the scene of someone yelling at the top of his lungs on this porcelain bed.
It's really cloudy here.
Ji Wanrong struggled to climb back into the carriage from the concave mechanism.
She looked at the fluffy carpet under her feet, and gently dropped a drop of Luminol on it, and a blue light appeared on the carpet.
Ji Wanrong took a deep breath, and then conducted experiments on the soft couch, the small table, and the walls of the carriage carriage.
There was blood reaction almost everywhere, including the white chessboard and even the top of the carriage, which had a lot of blood stains on it.
There were blood stains formed by dripping, spraying, and scratches with fingers. Someone even wrote the words "Save me" on the wall.
Children, the elderly, pregnant women...
The bloody flowers are like the silent gaze of the victim.
This is simply purgatory on earth.
Ji Wanrong felt that the faint blue light almost enveloped her. She squeezed the fire in her hand tightly, and her whole body was trembling slightly.
She suddenly felt that there were many more sounds in her ears, including babies crying, children wailing, and old people yelling. They were asking her for help.
Ji Wanrong suddenly forgot what she was here for. She stood there blankly, tears rolling silently from her eyes.
Until there was a sound behind him, Ji Wanrong took a few steps back defensively, hurriedly summoned a scalpel from the space, and stabbed the person in front of him almost defensively.
But the tip of her nose suddenly smelled the familiar fragrance of fir. Her raised hand was gently pinched, and then she fell into a hot embrace.
Mo Jiecheng felt that the woman in his arms was as cold as ice. He was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, he felt Ji Wanrong's body trembling slightly.
His whole body froze, he raised his long arms helplessly, and slowly patted her slightly trembling back a few times.
"What's wrong? Why is your body so cold?"
Mo Jiecheng lowered his head and saw Ji Wanrong's scarlet eyes. In her moist pupils, he saw the blue light filling the carriage: "He is a devil."
Mo Jiecheng froze, and Ji Wanrong immediately left his arms.
Feeling Ji Wanrong slowly leave his arms, Mo Jiecheng asked, and then touched her cheek with another hand.
Her face was very small, and even with a mask, Mo Jiecheng could cover most of her face with one hand.
But Mo Jiecheng felt a slight moisture on her mask.
Mo Jiecheng's fingertips trembled slightly, "What did you say? What is this blue light all over the room?"
"is blood."
Ji Wanrong had calmed down now. She slowly stretched out her hand and pointed to the carriage where the word "Help" had just been written.
Mo Jiecheng looked in the direction of Ji Wanrong's finger, his eyes suddenly shrank, and his whole body froze.
"You mean, the blue light all over the room means that there was blood on it in the past?" Mo Jiecheng's eyes widened in disbelief, and it was difficult to speak every word.
His eyes swept across the blue light in front of him, and he felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet, causing the blood in his body to solidify in an instant.
"Yes, the blue light that fills the room represents the blood of pregnant women, the elderly, and children. There are four pieces of leather on the four corners of the white porcelain suit, which are used to bind people's hands and feet. They are all covered in blood."
"The other three carriages must all be filled with blood stains. How many people would it take to cover this carriage with blood stains like this?"
Mo Jiecheng's head seemed to explode with a buzzing sound.
He didn't dare to say it, he didn't dare to imagine it, he didn't dare to believe it.
How could his younger brother, who had been innocent and optimistic since childhood, extend his sharp knife to the people of Beili?
How could it be...the same as the murderous demon?
Seeing Mo Jiecheng's face turn pale, Ji Wanrong took a deep breath, and then asked: "Why did you come up here? Did something happen outside?"
After hearing this, Mo Jiecheng reacted: "I also noticed something strange on the carriage, but it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go out first."
Ji Wanrong nodded and returned everything to its original position as he remembered it, only to hear Mo Jiecheng's low voice ask again.
"What should we do with these blue lights? If we burn down the stables, it will also destroy the evidence."
When Ji Wanrong heard the word evidence, he was slightly startled, and then replied: "Luminol will disappear in thirty seconds... uh, that is, a few breaths later. It doesn't matter."
Mo Jiecheng nodded immediately. After Ji Wanrong put everything back in place and the blue fluorescence gradually faded, Mo Jiecheng hugged Ji Wanrong and got off the carriage.
He quickly locked the door, then used Qinggong again and flew out of Prince Chu's Mansion with Ji Wanrong.
Prince Chu's Mansion and Prince Han's Mansion were not far away, so Mo Jiecheng took Ji Wanrong to settle in Prince Han's Mansion first.
When she returned to a place familiar to Ji Wanrong, she took a sip of hot tea and her guard dissipated, and she felt a little warmer.
Both of them looked serious along the way, the atmosphere was solemn, and no one spoke first.
She remembered the "evidence" she had just thought of, and asked first: "You just mentioned the evidence, and then I remembered that Mo Junfeng killed so many people, but he handled the murder scene spotlessly."
"But what about the skeletons of those people? Except for Mr. Bao, where are the skeletons of the others? Those are all evidence. How did he destroy the corpses and eliminate traces of them?"
When Mo Jiecheng heard this, he took out a folded handkerchief from his chest.
When Ji Wanrong watched Mo Jiecheng open the veil little by little, he saw something green inside the veil.
"I may know where the bones he abandoned are buried."
