When they came, the nearby policemen and Liang Siyin had already arrived.

Liang Siyin stood in the courtyard in a daze, watching Wu Zuo cover the two corpses with a white cloth.

The policemen wanted to take the corpse away, but Liang Siyin immediately stopped him with red eyes.

"You can't take them away! We haven't found out who did it, so you can't take them away!"

The police did not recognize her and thought she was a relative of the deceased.

Then he reprimanded: "If you don't carry it away, put it here!? Get out of the way!"

Gu Nuoer raised her voice: "Don't move the corpse."

The people watching at the gate made way.

Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming walked in.

The detectives glanced suspiciously at their faces.

Gu Nuoer took out the token given by Ling Tianyin.

She said coldly: "Can you obey what this princess says?"

The policemen recognized Princess Qianlizun, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "I don't know the princess coming, I ask the princess to forgive me."

Gu Nuoer had no time to deal with them.

"Menli, I was familiar with these two dead people. They died suddenly. I want to seek justice for them. What's going on?"

The policeman said respectfully: "At dusk, the watchman found these two bodies. The shorter one died in the yard, and the other old gentleman died inside the house."

"Wu Zuo just made a rough inspection. The one outside died from the knife, but the one inside died after vomiting blood. It was a sudden death."

This is also the strangeness of the case.

If there are villains at work, why kill one person while the other just dies of anger?

Gu Nuoer's eyes were deep, and she immediately thought that it might be the black hands of Yunlinzhou.

She was talking to the policemen outside, and Ye Siming went into the house to check.

There were no traces of fighting or struggling in the room, and Shen Wentai collapsed beside the bed.

Ye Siming went outside again, he knelt down and removed the white cloth.

Seeing Shen Wentai's eyes that could not be closed tightly, Liang Siyin burst into tears.

"Uncle Shen...I killed you." Liang Siyin knelt down, weeping uncontrollably.

Ye Siming's brows and eyes were cold, almost expressionless.

He suddenly saw something sticking to the back of the servant boy's hand.

Ye Siming reached out his hand and took it off.

It turned out to be a piece of round paper money half-stained with blood.

Gu Nuoer lowered her eyes to see it, she frowned, and asked the policeman, "Is there anyone doing funerals around here?"

The policeman hurriedly said: "There shouldn't be any, even if it's a shop selling funeral utensils, it's two streets away."

Ye Siming's eyes darkened for a moment: "Write me the location of the funeral shop in the city."

The catcher froze.

Why should he listen to this person?

Seeing him in a daze, Ye Siming frowned and reprimanded, "Now, immediately, let's go!"

The catcher only felt a powerful aura blowing towards his face.

He quickly covered his hat: "Here, let's go!"

A moment later, a piece of paper was handed to Ye Siming.

Gu Nuoer leaned over to look.

In Kyoto, there are not many shops selling funeral things, there are only six in total.

The policeman said beside him: "The paper money that this master was holding just now was quite large in shape, and it looks like it was sold by the store on the corner of West Street."

Ye Siming nodded.

He asked the police to help run errands, and went to Ling Ping to ask someone to investigate.

It took only half an hour to find out.

There are not many people who bought funeral utensils recently, and one of them, Gu Nuoer and the others not only know each other, but are also very familiar with them.

That is Tao Ning's younger brother, Tao Rong.

A few days ago, he bought paper money and funeral candles at the funeral shop on the corner of West Street.