When the wind blows down, Jia Baoyu stands with a hand hoe, standing under the half-dead peach tree, but beside him is a **** corpse. Looking up from a distance, it really feels like a freehand lens.

but……

What is the little soil bag just piled up next to the corpse?

Sun Shaozong suspiciously said: "Why, you don't want to bury him here, do you?"

Jia Baoyu was asked a little bit inexplicably, but after a while, he shook his head like a rattle, and said, "This is a grave made by Sister Lin and used for burial."

mound?

Sun Shaozong became more and more speechless, and these two young writers were really idle...

But having said that, if you go back by yourself, you might as well learn to show a romantic show in front of women. There is always no harm.

I was making up my mind to take a picture of the gourd at home, so I heard Jia Baoyu sighed again and said helplessly, "Since this happened today, I'm afraid I won't be able to use this mound in the future."

What's so hypocritical about this?

There are some places in the provincial family yard, can’t you just get another one two miles away?

Sun Shaozong was really not in the mood to chat with him about these wind and snowy things, so he touched the **** corpse with his chin, and instructed: "Let Xu Shengli go over and see if it was him last night."

Who knows that Xu Shengli saw the blood in this place, so he was so frightened that he shrank and moved forward for a long time, still a long way from the corpse.

"What is your special mother rubbing with? Hurry up!"

Qiu Yunfei was impatient while watching, and simply kicked his ass.

Unexpectedly, Xu Shengli staggered and threw himself into the pool of blood, facing the deadly Ming Yan.

"Ah~!!!"

Screaming like a woman, Xu Shengli shrank back and screamed, "It's him, it's him, it's him! It's this guy who went to the Huiyun Tower to meet the profiteer in the Huiyun Tower yesterday!" "

Now that Ming Yan is the murderer, the rest is naturally much simpler.

Let Qiu Yunfei and the two head catchers go to the front yard and get a simple stretcher to get the corpse back. Although the murderer and the victim are dead, the necessary procedures still have to go through the yamen.

When Qiu Yunfei and others took the order, Sun Shaozong simply recorded a confession to Jia Baoyu.

Although Jia Baoyu had already finished the draft, but when experts like Sun Shaozong heard it, there were many loopholes. Looking at the style of the **** and the scratches on Jia Baoyu's neck, he already guessed the murderer. Who's up.

It's just these details that only fools will pursue them, especially that Lin Daiyu is still Ruan Rong's goddess.

So he also pretended to be deaf and dumb, recorded Jia Baoyu's fabricated rhetoric, and by the way helped him fill in a few obvious loopholes.

Seeing that the matter came to an end, Hong'er jumped up without losing the opportunity to tell Jia Baoyu about Lin Daiyu's situation.

Upon hearing that Lin'er [Lin Daiyu's nickname] was unwell, Jia Baoyu panicked at the time and couldn't care about anything else. He rushed to confess his crime to Sun Shaozong and Jia Lian, and then roared back.

That Hong'er naturally followed closely.

Seeing their master and servant, they just ran away so unclearly, Jia Lian smiled in embarrassment: "No wonder Erlang, this kid has always been ignorant of etiquette..."

"Second Lord!"

At this moment, someone on the Qinfang Gate Bridge suddenly called out. Following the reputation, I saw a little maid putting her mouth in her palm and shouting: "Grandma said that there was an account that was not correct, so please hurry up. Go back and look up the roots."

Jia Lian was speechless for a while, and after a long time he arched his hands with a wry smile: "Erlang, I'm afraid it is..."

Sun Shaozong flung his sleeves casually and said with a smile: "Second brother, let's go without worry. When I lift this corpse on the stage, I won't say goodbye to you, and I will go back to the yamen for business."

Only then did Jia Lian leave Zhou Rui to accompany him alone, as if he was amnesty.

When the two brothers left, the scene suddenly became deserted.

Sun Shaozong was too lazy to talk to Zhou Rui, so he swept around at will, and suddenly discovered that there was a water-blue book bag hanging on a peach tree not far away.

He curiously stepped forward to have fun, and saw that it was filled with commentaries on the history of the Scriptures, but there was only one Song Ci's "Collection of Cleansing Injustices" mixed in it, which seemed out of place.

After Sun Shaozong pondered for a while, he guessed that this should have been left by Baoyu. It seems that while he was studying and working hard, he didn't let go of his interest in the criminal case.

"Here, your homework for the second master of Jiabao."

Sun Shaozong threw the book bag to Zhou Rui: "Remember to send it to him later."

Zhou Rui responded hurriedly. Just taking the book bag in his hand, someone suddenly asked loudly, "The murderer...Is the murderer really Mingyan?!"

Sun Shaozong and Zhou Rui looked back, their gazes first turned on the face of the person who came, and then they slid to a position below the collarbone in unison. This person is Siqi, she probably ran all the way, panting right now. Ups and downs.

"Yes."

Sun Shaozong nodded and briefly introduced: "This guy stole the inkstone from the mansion to sell, but he was hit by Pan Youan. Because he was worried that the matter would be revealed, he simply chose to kill."

"Only when he saw an official came to the door, he also intended to take Baoyu as a hostage, but he was killed by Baoyu."

When Siqi heard the words, he looked at the corpse in a daze, then suddenly fell on his knees and fell in front of Sun Shaozong, choked up and said: "The kindness of the master is unforgettable. There is a slight change!"

Listen to this...

She seemed to have seen that the cheapest brother had wanted something, so she agreed to let herself take the shot.

It seems that a big chest is not necessarily brainless!

It was said that not long after this Siqi left, Qiu Yunfei and others finally carried the stretcher. Two head-catchers hugged their heads and pinched their feet and threw Ming Yan on it.

When he got outside the gate, he saw the young man with his arms hanging around, still hovering near the gate. Sun Shaozong stopped and said, "Jia Yun, what are you wandering around here?"

Then Jia Yun hurriedly came over, saluted respectfully, and said with a smile: "If you go back to the adults, I'll be just hanging around, just just wander around, just wander around."

"walk around?"

Sun Shaozong's gaze turned on his left hand, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he said: "The handkerchief you just played with was accidentally dropped by Hong'er, or did it have something to do with her before?"

Seeing that Jia Yun couldn't hide it, she had to spread her palms out, and said, "I just picked it up. It should be Hong'er girl who accidentally landed here."

Looking at his mixed expressions, Sun Shaozong could guess that he and Hong'er, 80% had some flirtatious stories ~lightnovelpub.net~ but now he broke his arm, which caused his "worth" to plummet. , Na Hong'er also broke off with him.

However, this "with the red top and the white" is also a custom in the big house, especially looking at Jia Yun like this, the two are afraid that they have not had any physical contact, at least it is not comparable to that of Siqi and Pan Youan.

Thinking about Jia Yun's broken arm, she barely has something to do with herself, and the impression of seeing him these few times is pretty good.

Sun Shaozong patted him on his left shoulder and smiled: "When I see Brother Bao again that day, let him find a fat for you. This cheap I can't do it for nothing, right?"

"After a few years, you can buy a rich family business, what kind of woman can't marry!"

Jia Yun was naturally overjoyed when she heard that, her mouth thanked her with great gratitude, but she still held the kerchief tightly in her hand, unwilling to relax a bit. This was clearly a lingering affection for Hong'er.

This fellow can be considered a seed of infatuation.

It's just that Hong'er...

But it's not like relying on a word of ‘love’ to get the lord.