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The lingering stench of corpses filled the airtight room, and the flickering candlelight made the figure look crooked and ugly like a ghost.The hem of someone's clothes swayed slightly, and the remaining candlelight was completely covered up.

Ruan Qingjue looked at the two princes who were covering their noses with handkerchiefs and frowning, and then looked at their silent actions standing aside.Think, how expensive are they?If you don't have this ability, you still have to take on this porcelain job, which is quite a second grader.

He thought about it again, if he let them know that the blood flowing in his body was far more disgusting than this, he really didn't know how they would feel.

When he complained silently, Bai Lin glanced at him casually, as if reading the disgust in his eyes, then smiled and put his hand down.

Ruan Qingjue was so confused by his laughter, she immediately acted accordingly.

To be honest, the smell in this room is really not very good, but because of some personal reasons for him, he still stands tall in this environment, fearless in the face of danger.So it's not that they are delicate, it's that they are special.

I don't know how long the three of them stared at the dead body without moving. Anyway, after Ruan Qingjue finished wandering around, the three of them still had no conclusions.

He cursed trash in his heart, moved his sore limbs, and asked, "Since you have already found out who the murderer is, why do you still have to meet these dead bodies? Could it be that there are beauties among them?"

Unfortunately, it turns out that there are no beauties in it.

Bai Lin took the lamp from Zuo Zuo and motioned Ruan Qingjue to look in the direction of his finger, "Look at these people, although some are poor and some are rich, some are long and some are young, they are all lying here. They all had different degrees of injuries, although the injuries were not fatal, but these people were not slaves, and the old wounds were filled with new wounds, and the distribution of wounds was not regular, which is really strange."

"Then it can only be said that the murderer is a pervert." Ruan Qingjue didn't know where the crown prince's mind had twitched and insisted on taking him to see the dead body, so he put on a bad face and didn't say a good word.

Of course, that's just what he put on the surface, and he was thinking about it in his heart.

Some of these people are officials, farmers, and businessmen. It can be said that many occupations are the same.But it is such a group of people who are neither stupid nor disabled, why are there so many injuries on their bodies?

Bai Lin motioned for Zuo to put the shroud on the corpse again, and led everyone out of the house, "The murderer has indeed been caught, and the motive has been clarified, but I don't want to stop here. I want to know why he killed the man. I don't want this kind of thing to happen." Happen again."

Bai Lin lowered her eyes and said, her sleeves fluttered in the wind, like a flying butterfly.

Everyone insults you, scolds you and beats you. Even if you turn into a golden phoenix, you still can't wash away the shadow of the past. In the end, you are forced to kill someone. Who is pitiful or hateful?

If similar things happen in the future, what should the father do, and what should he do?

He seeks solutions to everything, but where in this world are there so many answers that can be easily come up with?

They have to stop here after all, the murderer must die, and the dead mourn together.

"..." Ruan Qingjue was speechless.People kill people just out of a moment of brain fever, what happens after that?A person is killed because of this, is it just a dead person?Who can guarantee that similar things will not happen in the future?The same person who kills someone but doesn't get the corresponding retribution, will it be out of control in the future?

It is conceivable that benevolent government is absolutely impossible.

Just like people have a hundred families, but none of them can catch them.If you are a saint, you can never be a king. How many people have clean hands when they are kings?

"Third brother, you go and accompany the young master. The princess will not be in the capital first, and he will be in trouble if something happens by himself." Bai Lin sent the third prince away, and walked with Ruan Qingjue one after the other. .

Outside the morgue is an apricot garden that has been carefully tended by people. After a few spring rains to warm the earth, even the apricot blossoms are in bud, probably blooming unexpectedly.

Bai Lin sighed softly, "Master Ruan, what do you think I should do?"

Whether it is life or death, whether it is urgent or slow, a decision is made easily, but who knows what will be waiting in the future?

Ruan Qingjue pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe you can let me go and see Mr. Pan first, and then make a decision."