God catches no trace

Chapter 143

Chapter 28: Instrument

I don't know how long it took.

He was suddenly awakened by an extremely heavy voice: "Tianzun, something is wrong. Lord Feng and Lord Yun of the "Yanyun" Inn in Heshui Town were killed."

"You, how do you know?"

"In the morning, there was news of a dead person in the inn in the town. After I heard about it, I went to check it out and found that the dead person was actually them. Therefore, I rushed to tell Tianzun."

Sang Wuhen screamed, opened his eyes abruptly, and found that it was already dawn.He hurriedly jumped up from the bed, picked up his clothes, put them on, and left the room quickly.

When you step out the door.

After the rain, the sky cleared and the sun was gentle.

A man stands in the middle of the field ahead.The face is very familiar: Xiao Wuyuan.

Hua Feixue was opposite him, although her face was covered, but from the fierce eyes, one could definitely guess that her face was extremely gloomy.

"Miss Feixue, what happened?" Sang Wuhen asked as he walked out.

Xiao Wuyuan was taken aback when he saw it, maybe he really didn't expect him to be here.

Hua Feixue didn't answer, but her tone was very slow, with a bit of sadness: "My lord, you came out just in time, and rushed to Heshui Town with me."

"Okay, it's not too late."

One sentence out of the mouth, no more words, and walked towards the big tree where the horse was tied yesterday.He knew that if a person was in a bad mood, it was best not to say anything.

Hua Feixue asked Xiao Wuyuan again: "This place is only twenty or thirty miles away from Heshui Town, how did you get here?"

"I'm riding a horse, knowing that Tianzun is impatient, and sitting in a sedan chair is too slow, so I brought three random horses and are waiting on the official road."

"You're careful." She finished speaking quietly, and called two maidservants.

.........

Heshui Town.

"Smoke Cloud" Inn.

Two policemen, with plain knives in their waists and hips, were standing in front of the door.

Many civilians gathered around.

As soon as Sang Wuhen and others arrived, they dismounted from their horses and walked towards the inn.

"stop."

Seeing this, the policeman slashed his knife and blocked the way.

Sang Wuhen smiled, and took out the token from his waist.

They looked at the writing on it.

His face paled with a "swipe".

"Great, man..."

"Don't be surprised, I told you to catch the head and come to see me."

"Yes, yes. The villain obeys." One of them immediately walked towards the hall.

Soon.

A shrewd and strong young man quickly appeared in front of Sang Wuhen.

I saw him arch his hands.

"Shizhou arrests Zhao Wu and kowtows to Mr. Sang."

"Well, Catcher Zhao, I heard that someone was killed in the inn, I want to go in and have a look."

"Of course, my lord." Zhao Wu bent over and whispered.

Sang Wuhen didn't pay any attention to him anymore, and turned to the people who came with him: "Miss Feixue, you go with me, and the rest are waiting in the hall."

Hua Feixue nodded.

The two maidservants and Xiao Wuyuan responded: "Yes."

After giving the instructions, the two of them followed Zhao Wu and ran to the second floor of the inn.

In the third room, a faint smell of blood hit people's nostrils.

They stepped in diameter.

in the room.

Only one assistant was squatting and examining the corpse.

now.

I saw someone coming.

He hurriedly stood up and bent again. "The little Zhang Haifeng kowtowed to the lord."

Sang Wuhen just wanted to reply.

However, Hua Feixue rushed from the side, arrived at the two corpses on the floor next to the table, squatted down to have a closer look, and then covered her mouth and cried bitterly.

"My lord, who is this?" Zhao Wu asked in surprise.

"My friend, a relative of the deceased." Sang Wuhen was also very sad seeing this, not to mention what plan they had in Yazhou that was thwarted by Shui Sheng, but they were still alive yesterday, why did they die after one night?
Judging from Hua Feixue's expression, although there was an argument, the relationship between them is actually very good.

"Is she a relative of the deceased?" Zhao Wu's question brought him back to reality.

"Captain Zhao, you don't need to ask so many questions. From now on, I will handle this case. After the body is buried, you can just take care of the funeral and just go back and talk to your county magistrate."

"Yes, my lord." After Zhao Wu finished speaking, he stood aside and said nothing more.

"Zhang Yuzuo, did you find anything?" Because Hua Feixue was crying beside the corpse, Sang Wuhen didn't want to disturb her to vent her emotions at this moment, so it was inconvenient to check, so she asked.

"Return to my lord, the deceased was probably killed at Haishi last night."

"Haishi? So early? Did you check with the innkeeper?"

"We not only questioned the boss, but also many people in the inn. During that time, we didn't see or hear anything unusual."

"Well, keep talking."

"Their fatal wounds were in their throats, and it is unclear what weapon caused them."

"Oh."

"To tell you the truth, the villain has been working as a fighter for almost 20 years, so I really can't figure it out."

"Is this the only thing about them?"

"Yes, there is no trace of a fight at the scene. The murderer should have succeeded in attacking like lightning when the two of them were unprepared."

Zhang Haifeng's analysis made sense. If he hadn't succeeded in one move, no one would have known about it.

"Then how many people can you guess the murderer?"

"I checked the entire room and found no trace of the third person."

"What do you mean?"

"There may be only one murderer, and the hands are outside the door." Zhang Haifeng replied with a sigh.

"Judging from the position of the corpse, it is about five meters away from the door. If you infer the truth, isn't it a hidden weapon used in the crime?"

"It should be, but there is no such object in the inspection room." Zhang Haifeng smiled wryly: "My lord, since you are here, why don't you check it yourself."

"Well, I will." Sang Wuhen replied, and looked at Hua Feixue who had stopped crying and was standing up.

"Miss Feixue, my condolences." After speaking, he approached her a few steps, squatted down, and took a closer look. There was a dead person lying on his back, and from the shape of his face, it was the woman named Yan Yanjiao.

I saw a thin, downstream bloodstain on the middle of her neck, that is, on her throat.

But it is extremely inconsistent with it: there is a large piece of clotted blood on the ground. Based on such thin traces flowing down, it is absolutely impossible that there are so many.

Sang Wuhen felt very strange, stretched out his hand, turned her head around, touched the cervical spine, and suddenly found a wound that was narrower than a knife and extremely delicate.

As Zhang Haifeng said, it must have been a hidden weapon that killed them, but he couldn't tell what it was.The hidden weapon passed through the throat, and a large bloodstain on the ground flowed from the cervical spine wound.

Thinking of this, he looked up and looked around, thinking again: If the murderer really stood at the door and attacked suddenly.The situation at that time should have been like this: Yan Yanjiao and her companions were awake at Haishi yesterday, sitting at the table drinking tea and chatting.Who would have thought of this moment?When he reacted, he had already been hit and died on the spot.

Well, the reasoning is absolutely correct.

Thinking of this, Sang Wuhen stood up with a deep expression on his face.

"My lord, have you found out what kind of hidden weapon caused their fatal injuries?" Zhang Haifeng asked cautiously.

(End of this chapter)