Gu Xin went outside and went to the tree on the left, leaving Zheng Qiu in the yard.
She climbed the tree and, having not noticed before, now saw bloodstains on the trunk. Now she felt her guess was somewhat correct.
He leaped from the tree onto the wall, jumped from the wall into the yard, then went to the chicken coop, stepped onto it, and then leaped from the chicken coop to the top of the pigsty.
She walked on the beam, which was sturdy enough that even if she gained another fifty pounds, it could support her and she wouldn't fall off.
After walking across the beams of the pigsty, you'll reach the roof of the kitchen.
The kitchen roof was tiled, and it used to be the main room. On the roof of the main room, Gu Xin went to the area of the tiles where she found something wrong, removed the new tiles, and looked down from the roof. The situation inside the house was completely visible.
She continued walking from the roof of the main room to the side rooms, which were the main, second, and third bedrooms.
"Xiao Qiu, there are marks here from being strangled by a rope. Do you want to come up and take a look?" Gu Xin asked.
"Third Young Master, I don't know kung fu." Zheng Qiu did want to go up and find out what was going on, but she was only interested in autopsies. She had never learned martial arts since she was a child, and no one had taught her.
"It's alright, it's alright, I'll help you!" Gu Xin walked to the eaves in a few steps and directed He Qiang and He Gang to hold the ladder.
Thinking of Gu Xin's relaxed posture just now, Zheng Qiu decided to trust her ability and climbed the ladder.
Gu Xin, holding Zheng Qiu's hand, sighed, "Tsk, Xiao Qiu, your hands are really cold. Look how bright the sun is, and we've been walking around for so long, but you haven't gotten warm at all."
Zheng Qiu didn't know how to answer.
Gu Xin led her to the new tiles on the roof of the room of the eldest grandson of the Wang family and his wife, Wang Zhangshi. There were indeed marks there, as if a heavy object had been pulled up from inside the house with a rope.
Zheng Qiu observed the marks and considered many possibilities.
“Xiao Qiu, there are new tiles over there too. One incident wasn’t enough to damage them, which means it’s happened more than once. But if it’s happened many times, how did Big Yellow Dog deal with it?” Gu Xin said.
“If it’s someone you know very well, Da Huang won’t bark wildly,” Zheng Qiu said.
“But Wang Liu’s nephew has only been in the village for two or three days. That’s not enough to make Da Huang lower his guard against them!” Gu Xin said.
"Mm." Zheng Qiu nodded.
"Who are you? What are you doing on my uncle's roof!" At this moment, a farmer who looked to be in his early twenties shouted from the other side of the Wang family's courtyard.
Neither Gu Xin nor Zheng Qiu were wearing the official uniforms of the government, nor had they ever seen this person before, hence their question.
"Are you Wang Shunzi's nephew?" Gu Xin looked the man up and down before asking.
"Who are you?" The man didn't answer, but continued to ask.
"I am Zheng Qiu, a coroner from the Dali Temple. And this is..." Zheng Qiu was about to explain Gu Xin's identity when Gu Xin interrupted him.
"I am the head constable under Lord Qin, and I came with Xiao Qiu to investigate the case." With that, Gu Xin led Zheng Qiu towards the roof, then put her arm around Zheng Qiu's waist and jumped down.
Zheng Qiu was startled and hugged Gu Xin tightly.
To be honest, she had never been hugged like that before, not even by a woman.
"My surname is Gu. You can call me Young Master Gu, or you can call me Officer Gu. Are you Wang Shunzi's nephew?" Gu Xin approached the man, introduced herself again, and then asked.
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