Sick Prince Rescue Plan

When Jiang Cheng talked about this matter, he might have not separated from his previous emotions, and his tone was a bit agitated.

But he spoke clearly, and Jun Yuwan and Xiao Jinshao understood the ins and outs.

Seven days ago, in a small alley in the southern part of the capital, a beggar was beaten up for stealing a bun from the owner of a bun stall. He panicked and ran into a narrow and remote alley.

It happened to be late in the evening, the sky was dim, the alley was dark, he couldn't see the road, and he didn't have time to look, the boss was chasing him with a broom behind him, chasing and cursing.

The beggar was inattentive, tripped over something and fell on all fours.

Seeing that he fell, the boss grinned and said: "You...you run again! I have to give you some color today!"

He panted tiredly and tried to smoke him when he raised his broomstick.

But before the broom fell, the beggar yelled suddenly: "Ahhhhh! People, people—"

The boss was startled by his screaming, "What are you crying and howling? Who? I haven't beaten you yet! Don't come to this set!"

The beggar turned a deaf ear to what he said. He put one hand on the ground and didn't know what he touched with the other. He touched two more in a daze. The thing under his hand was cold, but he could tell it all at once. It was a person! dead!

The beggar stiffened for a moment. He didn't know where his strength came from. He stumbled up and grabbed the boss's hand. "Here, there is a dead man!"

The boss didn't believe it at first, and was frightened by the beggar who grabbed his hands and touched them twice.

"How come there are dead people? Who is so wicked?"

The boss put down the broom in his hand, leaned against the wall to calm down, and said to the beggar: "You go report to the official!"

The beggar hesitated, "I—"

The boss glared: "If you don't go, I'll kill you now! We come here and everyone outside has seen it. If we leave like this, we will be discovered one day, and we will have eight mouths. !"

When the beggar thought about it, it happened that it was closer to Dali Temple, so he went.

In the absence of Dali Siqing, Si Cheng Jiang Yi was in charge of the case.

He took the servant and followed the beggar to see the scene and carried the person out of the alley.

The torches of the yamen illuminate the face of the deceased. Although he was frozen into blue and purple, judging from the outline of the facial features, the woman should be a beauty before her death.

Hao Zuo stepped forward for an autopsy, looked at both the front and back, frowned, and said: "My lord, the deceased seemed to have been raped before he was alive. There were scars of resistance on his body. The fatal wound was his neck. He should have been choked to death. "

He has never seen any kind of corpse after many years of working in the industry, but he still feels pity for such a young girl who died so miserably.

Jiang Yi glanced at it and felt unlucky, but when the case was handed over to Dali Temple, he couldn't just sit back and watch. "Come on, take her back, post a notice, and let her family claim it. Check if anyone nearby has seen her. ."

After he flicked his sleeves, he turned and left.

The beggar and the bun shop owner saw that they had nothing to do with them, so what should they do?

This matter seemed so simple, Jiang Yi didn't care at first. One day later, the woman's parents came to claim her, and she cried loudly at the gate of Dali Temple, heartbreaking, and the people passing by were unknown, so they really thought they were very sad.

Until someone came to Dali Temple.