The carriage slowly went out of the city. Changshan took the job of the driver, but because the willful young master was sitting on the other side of the carriage, his younger brother Changshui could only be forced into the carriage helplessly.

Lu Zheng, wearing the clothes of a driver, leaned on the carriage and looked around with interest. At this moment, he saw two constables coming towards him. His eyes lit up immediately, but he was troubled that the other party did not exchange names with him, so he could only wave at them: "This constable!"

Bao Zheng looked up and saw a thin driver standing up half of his body and excitedly greeting him. He was still wondering, Changshan had stopped the carriage, Lu Zheng jumped off neatly, and ran past. "Last time we parted in a hurry, I forgot to ask your name."

Bao Zheng finally responded: "It's you!"

Seeing that they seemed to be old acquaintances, another constable smiled and said: "Since you are acquaintances, you can chat first. Brother Bao, I'll go to the front."

Bao Zheng came back to his senses and bowed to Lu Zheng: "Master Lu, I didn't recognize you last time. I'm sorry."

Lu Zheng's face was pale, and he shook his hand: "It's okay, I'm Lu Zheng, may I know your name?"

"My name is Bao Zheng."

"Bao... Bao... cough cough cough..."

Bao Zheng was startled by his earth-shaking cough, but he didn't know what he said wrong, so he could only look at Lu Zheng helplessly.

Lu Zheng shook his hand: "No... cough cough... It's okay." He was just shocked by the name of his childhood idol.

After finally figuring out Bao Zheng's name, Lu Zheng stopped coughing. After this incident, the unfamiliarity between the two of them was also reduced a lot.

The two walked side by side on the street, and Lu Zheng asked: "Brother Bao, what are you doing?" The constables did not have the task of patrolling the city, but looking at the appearance of Bao Zheng and his companions, it seemed that they had been walking in the city for a long time, and it seemed that they had a mission.

Bao Zheng sighed, and thought that Lu Zheng was the younger brother of Lu Shilang, so he did not hide anything, and said: "It's all because of the recent skinning case." Lu

Zheng immediately showed an interested look: "I saw the case file at my eldest brother's place, it looks quite strange, but hasn't the criminal been caught?"

Bao Zheng shook his head: "How can it be so easy? From last night to now, there is not even a ghost to be found."

"How did you determine the identity of the murderer?" Lu Zheng asked as if curious.

Bao Zheng answered honestly: "It was Shuling Zhao who said so."

"Shuling Zhao?"

Bao Zheng nodded: "He was originally a Jinshi, but he never got a real vacancy. Because he has beautiful handwriting and is knowledgeable about criminal law, he is temporarily serving as a Shuling in the Ministry of Justice."

"How can he be sure that Jian Yu is the murderer?"

Bao Zheng coughed and lowered his voice: "Shuling Zhao saw Master Jian enter Shui Miao Temple that day. Later we found out that Master Jian's mother passed away in Shui Miao Temple. He would come to Shui Miao Temple on her death anniversary. That day was his mother's death anniversary."

"Wait a minute, how can we assume that he killed someone just because he entered the crime scene... ahem, Shui Miao Temple?" Lu Zheng was full of doubts, "Then Zhao Shuling is also very strange. He is a Jinshi, if he wants to worship Buddha, shouldn't he go to the temple? Why would he go to a nunnery?"

Bao Zheng lowered his voice even more: "This Shui Miao Temple... is not a place for worshiping Buddha..."

Lu Zheng hadn't reacted yet: "Not worshiping Buddha? Then what is this nunnery for?"

Bao Zheng explained awkwardly: "This Shui Miao Temple was sent here by some concubines or aunts of noble families who made mistakes. Zhao Shuling is... Bastard, his biological mother was imprisoned in Shuimiao Temple, and even after he passed the imperial examination, she was never released."

This kind of gossip about other people's family backgrounds embarrassed not only Bao Zheng, but also Lu Zheng. He laughed dryly twice, and suddenly remembered the case file he saw on Lu Che's desk before. It seemed that the author was surnamed Zhao, so he asked: "The case of Baiquan Mountain, was it written by this Zhao Shuling?"

Bao Zheng nodded: "Not only the case of Baiquan Mountain, but also the case file of Shuimiao Temple was written by Zhao Shuling."

Lu Zheng nodded and kept this in mind.

Bao Zheng was originally going to search for the criminal, but when he heard Lu Zheng say that he was going to the charity cemetery, he was immediately in trouble. If such a young master was allowed to go to such an unlucky place as the charity cemetery, he would be punished if his superiors found out. He wanted to persuade the other party, but in the end he was fooled into sitting in a carriage and obediently let Changshan lead the way.

The charity cemetery was in a very remote place in the suburbs. It was bare all around, and only the white lanterns raised by the charity cemetery were swaying in the wind.

The gatekeeper of the charity cemetery was a lame old man, and outsiders called him Lame Zheng. When he saw them coming, he quickly wiped the chair clean, and feared that it was not clean, he wiped it again with his sleeve.

Lu Zheng couldn't bear it: "Old man, don't bother, let's go in and take a look."

Lame Zheng has been guarding the charity cemetery for so many years, and others look at him with disgust because of bad luck. This is the first time he has seen such a kind person, and such a well-behaved and pretty young master. Lame Zheng grinned, and wanted to say something but closed his mouth.

Bao Zheng, on the other hand, was secretly surprised by Lu Zheng's behavior. The slight distance in his heart from his identity was unconsciously gone.

The four of them walked into the charity cemetery and immediately felt cold, not to mention the faint smell of corpses. The ancient way of preserving corpses was very rough, especially in a place like a charity cemetery. It was also thanks to the cool weather now, otherwise the smell would be sour.

The charity house is about 200 to 300 square meters, and there are some straw mats in the middle to make it even darker. Lu Zheng and Bao Zheng walked all the way inside. The bodies were covered with white cloth. As the wind blew the oil lamp, it cast shadows.

Lu Zheng always thought he was brave, otherwise he would not have studied that major, but when he really came to this environment, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Bao Zheng was used to it and didn't realize his fear. He just led the way in front, but as they walked, his figure suddenly disappeared in front of them.

Lu Zheng was stunned and stopped immediately. He looked around and it was dark all around. Bao Zheng seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

A cool breeze blew by, and Lu Zheng suddenly felt goose bumps all over his arms.

Not only Lu Zheng, but also Changshan and Changshui seemed to sense something was wrong. Changshan walked out from behind and stood beside him. Only Changshui remained hidden in the dark.

With the protection, Lu Zheng seemed to have gained confidence and continued to move forward.

Before they could react, they saw a hole in the darkness ahead, as if a hole had been torn open, leaking some light. Then a light suddenly lit up in front of them. Bao Zheng's face was just above the light, and he said very naturally, "It's too dark in here, be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a faint voice behind him.

"It's so lively here today."

"..."

"Ah!!!!"

By the time the misunderstanding was resolved and the group sat down, it was already a quarter of an hour later.

Lu Zheng scratched his slightly red face. His scream just now was probably heard by people within a few miles. He felt a little embarrassed. Looking at the man hiding behind Bao Zheng, he quickly apologized: "It's my fault just now. You weren't scared, were you?"

He was a very thin boy with very plain features, except for a pair of dark eyes. When he looked at people, it seemed that he could suck people's souls in. After listening to Lu Zheng's apology, he stuck half of his head out from behind Bao Zheng, pursed his lips, shook his head slightly, and then retracted it.

Lu Zheng looked at Bao Zheng helplessly.

At this time, Lame Zheng came in with two oil lamps and rubbed his hands: "This young man, Shihu has always been timid, please don't be surprised."

Lu Zheng shook his head and asked: "His name is Shihu?"

As if he saw a relative, Shihu ran out from behind Bao Zheng and hid behind Lame Zheng.

Lame Zheng touched his hair lovingly and said to Lu Zheng: "Yes, he is a child I picked up from a bunch of Shihu. He has been very well-behaved since he was a child. Maybe he has stayed in this place for a long time and he is a little shy."

Bao Zheng spread his hands: "Don't look at him like this, he is probably the best coroner in the whole Yanjing City."

Lu Zheng was surprised.

It turns out that after Shihu was picked up by Lame Zheng, he had been living with him in the charity house. When the coroner performed autopsies, he followed him and helped him. Over time, he learned how to perform autopsies. In addition, he was very smart. The coroner had no children, so he simply taught him everything he knew. Later, the coroner passed away and Shihu took over his job.

Perhaps because he often dealt with corpses and his food and clothing were not good, although he was already in his twenties, Shihu still looked like a teenager and was not as tall as Lu Zheng. No wonder Lu Zheng was surprised.

The innermost part of the charity house was where Shihu was used for dissection, so a black cloth was hung. It was also because it was dark inside the charity house and they did not have a light, which led to the previous misunderstanding.

A few people moved inside. The dead of Baiquan Mountain had been buried, and now only the dead of Shuimiao Temple were left.

Because the death was very tragic, Lame Zheng did not dare to open the white cloth on the body casually. He just lit the oil lamp and left silently.

Shihu did not think so much and directly lifted the white cloth on the body. Even though Lu Zheng had already prepared himself mentally, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him and took a few steps back. His chest was surging and he almost vomited.

Bao Zheng held the handle of the knife and circled the body twice. It had been three or four days since the body was found. Although Yizhuang was cold, there were still many mosquitoes and flies crawling on the body.

Shihu was no longer timid as before. He pointed at the neck of the body very calmly and said, "The deceased was strangled to death. After strangulation, the skin was peeled off. The murderer's technique was very skillful, so the flesh and blood on the body is relatively intact. From the extent of the damage to the body, I guess he should have cut from the neck. The knife is very sharp, and the blade is not long. It may be a dagger or something like that."

The smoke from the burning of the candidum and ginger slices floated, blurring his facial features, but making his eyes brighter.

"Besides, the deceased was found kneeling on the ground, and the bloodstains were almost all around him, so I guess that the deceased was kneeling when he was skinned."

"Kneeling?" Lu Zheng frowned.

Shi Hu thought for a moment and added: "Another point, whether it is the previous deceased in Baiquan Mountain or this deceased, they are no longer virgins."