He took him to choose a few places, and the strong man shook his head when he saw them. They said they were not shabby enough, not shabby enough, and they all said they wanted the shabbiest ones...
So he took him to see the house that was being rented out for a fee. The strong man's eyes lit up, and when he heard that he would give him one or two taels of silver, the strong man's eyes widened and he immediately agreed.
The knot in his heart was finally removed, and he felt free both physically and mentally.
If you are in a good mood, your luck will naturally be good.
A high-ranking official from the capital brought him a corpse, along with a bag of yellow ingots, and told him only to investigate the cause of death, when the man died, and whether there was a way to identify the murderer... These were his specialties.
The old butler and several guards were guarding the door.
Song Liu was in the room, lighting a candle to illuminate the entire room so that he could see the corpse clearly.
As usual, Song Liu first cut the corpse's clothes with a knife and stripped it naked, even taking off its underwear, so that he could see it more clearly.
As soon as he took it off, Song Liu took a look and said, wow, it’s still very white.
Song Liu examined the body from the beginning and it was obvious that there were strangulation marks on the neck and the lips were purple. He was strangled to death. It seemed that the victim did not know who had strangled him.
According to his experience, if the murderer had something in his hand, he would leave marks on the neck when he strangled the person. Song Liu lifted the candlestick, squinted his eyes and moved closer to look carefully.
The candlestick tilted, and the hot wax dripped down the candlestick.
The corpse's brows drew together.
Song Liu straightened up and shook his head in disappointment. The murderer didn't bring the ring.
Hey, he just remembered that the corpse didn’t have so many wrinkles between its eyebrows?
Oh, he must have died unjustly!
Song Liu was so used to seeing dead bodies that he had no empathy left, but because the corpse was so rich, he at least felt a little sympathy for him.
Reaching out, she smoothed the wrinkles between his brows, "Don't worry, I will find the culprit who killed you..."
I don’t know if it was because he pressed it, or because the corpse felt relieved after hearing his words, but the frown on his face calmed down.
Song Liu put down the candlestick, picked up the knife and started to cut open the body.
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