After I was reborn, I became a supporting villain

Chapter 10 [Picking] Unsolved Cases ([-])
"If you can't do it, go out and wait, let's take a look." Jinyu looked back at her, and handed her a handkerchief.

"It's okay." Qingci smiled hard, walked to Li Ye and stood still, restraining his nausea, "Is there anything special about the deceased?"

"The nose was cut off." Jinyu frowned tightly when she said it, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Any other qualities?" Qingci said, not forgetting to carefully observe the wound of the deceased.

The face is complete except for the nose, there is no trace of beating, and the cut on the nose is very flat, it is obvious that the murderer did not struggle in one go.

When the deceased died, his facial expression was not ferocious but very serene and peaceful.

Even... She felt that there was a smile on the corner of the deceased's mouth when he died, which really surprised Qingci.

"I just observed the wound on the deceased's back from the bottom of the bamboo bed. Judging from the hollow, the deceased's back is only crushed, and there are no other signs of beating." After finishing speaking, Jinyu slowly got up and patted the floating dust on his sleeves , "Li Ye, in your opinion, is the murderer's method of taking the facial features of the deceased similar to the previous two cases?"

Li Ye took a closer look at the dead man's face again, and said in a low voice, "According to what you said, it does feel a bit similar. Judging from the dead man's wound, it is smooth and flat without any signs of struggle. It should be after death. Taken away."

"But what is the connection?" Jinyu frowned.

Qing Ci carefully observed the deceased again, and found that his fingertips seemed to be bruised. She quickly opened his palm, and sure enough, his finger pulp turned out to be erosive, "The deceased just passed away last night, his face The wound on the finger has not eroded yet, why did the finger pulp erode first?"

"It's not difficult to explain. He often chops firewood in the daytime, and he has many wounds on his hands, and his palms are rough and calloused. Maybe he injured his hand last night." Li Ye tried to explain.

Qing Ci felt that his words were not convincing, shook his head, and thought carefully.

"Mister, can you describe the situation last night for us?" Jin Yu suddenly thought that perhaps the old man could provide them with some new clues.

But the old man shook his head and pointed to his mouth, then opened his mouth dryly, and they immediately understood that the old man couldn't speak.

It's a pity that the old man can't write, which really made it difficult for the three of them.

"Why don't we let him go for now and go to the previous deceased's house to have a look." Qingci asked, "Is there any relatives in the previous deceased's house?"

"It seems that there is an older sister." Li Ye recalled, "After the deceased passed away, most of the family members moved away, only her older sister has been living here, worried about her deceased younger brother."

"Family affection is precious." Jinyu said lightly, with a little melancholy in her tone.

Family affection... It seems to be a strange yet familiar feeling. When Qingci heard this word, he just felt that a certain corner of his heart seemed empty.

The homes of the two deceased were not far apart, but they found them within a few steps.

A woman in her mid-twenties was sitting at the door of a dilapidated wooden house with a bamboo fan in a daze.

Jinyu walked over and knelt down beside her, "The girl's younger brother was a few days ago..."

The woman came back to her senses, glanced at Jin Yu beside her, her nose suddenly became a little sour, and she seemed to be talking to herself, "Poor brother, he has never married a wife in his early twenties, and he works hard every day to farm the fields." How could you be condemned by God?"

"It's definitely not God's punishment, we will definitely find the real culprit." Li Ye stood behind Jinyu and quickly added upon seeing this.

"You are the shop in Chang'an?" The woman squinted at him, "Didn't you come here a few days ago? I haven't seen any progress in this matter. Everyone says that our village is cursed. , how could there be no trace of clues?"

(End of this chapter)