Beauty is sick

After the wooden shelf fell to the ground, the wall behind it also opened to both sides, revealing the things hidden behind.

As Jin Lingjiu speculated, the secret room was indeed very small, and there was nothing to hide in the narrow space. Just a corpse seemed crowded.

Pei Zhe looked at the corpse with missing eyeballs and crooked nose, and shivered violently.

Such fuzzy facial features, blood covered the whole face, if Pei Zhe hadn't remembered the clothes worn by the corpse, it would be impossible to recognize them.

Jin Lingjiu rubbed the back of his neck: "Why don't you speak, you won't be frightened?"

Just kidding, who is Pei Zhe, who looked at the corpse under the bridge pier in the middle of the night, and looked at the corpse with the statue. He was not frightened at those times, but now in broad daylight, how could he be frightened.

When Jin Lingjiu asked this question, he was thinking of making fun of it, and he never thought that Pei Zhe would answer, but things happened beyond his expectation.

Pei Zhe turned his head and lay on top of him, burying his face in his chest: "I was frightened, it was terrible."

Jinling Nine: "..."

Tan Hualang didn't feel ashamed at all, he just lay on his stomach and put his arms around Jin Lingjiu's waist, begging him in a low voice, "Hurry up and coax me, I'm very scared."

Jin Lingjiu secretly rolled his eyes in his heart, are you afraid?But I have never seen anyone who is afraid of being so excited and still thinking about acting.

"I said I was afraid and wanted you to coax me, but you not only didn't coax me, you didn't even want to hug me." Pei Zhe learned the nonsense thoroughly, "You also said that you like me, I think it's just Just talk, you are simply lying to me, perfunctory me, wanting to get my body!"

Jinling Jiu raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?"

Pei Zhe: "...?"

Is there something wrong with your answer?

Xu Shi sensed his reaction, Jin Lingjiu drew his tone slowly and said, "I just want to get your body."

Pei Zhe was silent for a while, making him speechless because of his shamelessness: "...so you are lying to me when you say you like it?"

Jin Lingjiu clicked his tongue, wrapped his arms around his waist, and rubbed his hands on the protruding part of his back: "Some things you can say, and some you can't, you know?"

Pei Zhe was so shocked by his rubbing that he almost slashed out with his backhand: "The landlord of the first floor in the world is majestic, you have the nerve to do something in broad daylight?!"

"What's so embarrassing?" Jin Lingjiu lightened the movements of his hands and rubbed them erotically, "I touched my wife's butt, isn't it natural?"

Pei Zhe: "..."

Listen, one mouthful of a lady, one mouthful of a buttock, is this still the pure and unattainable Ninth Young Master?

Pei Zhe promises that if he hears someone say that Jinling Jiu is unsmiling and that it is the flower of Gaoling, he will go up and refute it, it's just nonsense!

Without that face, this person would probably be regarded as a disciple.

Jin Lingjiu didn't want to knead a piece of wood, and couldn't help flirting: "What are you thinking, why don't you talk?"

Caught off guard by the question, Pei Zhe lost his mind and blurted out: "I think you have such a nice face."

Pei Zhe: "..."

What is he talking about? !Jin Lingjiu was playing tricks on him, and he even praised him for being a good-looking parent... Pei Zhe felt that his IQ tended to decline after expressing his affection to each other.

Jin Lingjiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Heroes see the same thing."

Pei Zhe: "..."

"For the sake of you liking me so much, let me show you a few more eyes." Jin Lingjiu lowered his head, as if he knew how to make the most of his appearance by nature, the corners of his slightly curved lips were just right to draw the entire face "Because I also really, really like you, so the sentence just now is invalid, and I'm happy to show you the rest of it."

Keep watching until I am gray-haired and old, and I want to be with you.

Pei Zhe was moved in his heart, and said awkwardly: "If you keep watching, I will get tired of watching."

Jin Lingjiu thought for a while: "If you get tired of watching it, I'll find a group of ugly people and let them hang around you day and night, then you shouldn't get tired of me anymore."

Pei Zhe: "...it's really you."

As expected of the landlord of the first floor in the world, he can solve unsolved and injustice cases, and his ingenuity is hard to beat. He even came up with such a method.

The most irritating thing is that Pei Zhe imagined a scene of a group of ugly monsters circling around him, let alone Jinling Jiu at that time, Yun Wuyang probably thought he would be much more handsome.

"Isn't it just to keep you and satisfy what I want in my heart." Jin Lingjiu sighed pretendingly, "I don't know when I will get your body as I wish."

As soon as Pei Zhe heard this, he felt awkward, hummed in a muffled voice, and turned to face the corpse stuck in the secret room.Sure enough, compared to Jinling Jiu, this corpse is more likable.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Jin Lingjiu didn't force him, and led him to the wall.

There are various materials scattered on the ground, including roots, stems, leaves and flowers, but they are all dried in the sun, mostly dark brown, mixed with broken pottery and porcelain.

The thick-soled boots will not be pierced through, and they will creak when stepped on, making the silent space less depressed.

The corpse was stuck in the secret room, there was no way to fix it, and it was in a state of standing upright.

After the eyes were gouged out, it was not easy to identify his face. Now that the face of the corpse has been destroyed, there is no way to directly identify his identity from the body.

Pei Zhe picked up a relatively long and hard stick from the ground, slowly lifted the corpse's chin, and looked at it carefully.

He had given up identifying the facial features and identity, and now he just wanted to check the wounds on the corpse.

The death methods he saw before were all similar to the death of the magistrate, and he had a vague premonition that there might be a vague connection between the two.

I just don't know why the murderer hid the corpse when he had already arranged the scene.

"can you understand?"

Pei Zhe shook his head: "I don't quite understand it, and there is no operation here, so I can only judge as best I can."

Jin Lingjiu seemed to laugh: "Why not?"

"Where—" Pei Zhe reacted instantly, and raised his head suddenly, "You know how to do an autopsy?"

Jin Lingjiu didn't retort: ​​"Am I good?"

"It's amazing!" Pei Zhe solemnly handed over the small wooden stick to him, "It's up to you now."

Jin Lingjiu laughed helplessly: "In order to trick me into helping you handle the case, you are only perfunctory."

Pei Zhe waved his hand: "When this matter is resolved, I will let you handle it!"

This is an extremely favorable condition, Jin Lingjiu made a joke: "A promise is a thousand dollars, Pei Lang is famous all over the world, and he will do what he says."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Did he promise something incredible?

Jinling Jiu had a serious obsession with cleanliness, and picked up the corpse with a wooden stick: "The fatal injury was on the head, the throat was twisted, and there were many flesh wounds on the body, but the most serious one was that the feet were sawed off."

He looked around, but couldn't find a place to sit, so he had to use a wooden stick to lift up the corpse's clothes, exposing the mutilated lower limbs.

There was not as much blood on the ground as before, and the hem of the clothes was barely stained red, and the corpse stood in an almost impossible posture.

Pei Zhe looked at it for a long time, and still couldn't believe it: "Why can this corpse stand still?"