The Golden Hairpin

"Nonsense, it wouldn't be possible without her. Do you know who they are?" Zhou Ziqin said triumphantly with a thumbs up, "When it comes to post-mortem investigations, if she is number two, no one dares to be number one. !"

"Just blow it!" Old man Guo spit on him, "The number one in the world is naturally the girl from Huang Shijun's family at first, and then the father-in-law Yang who followed King Kui later."

"Unfortunately, the one I brought is Girl Huang." Zhou Ziqin said triumphantly.

The old man Guo became silly at once, and he kept looking at Huang Zixian, and was amazed. Wang Yun looked at the old man Guo, smiled and patted Huang Zixia on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go."

When they entered, Old Man Guo grabbed Zhou Ziqin's sleeve again and lowered his voice and asked, "So, this young man who came together is so rich and handsome, and Yushu is in the wind, is he the legendary... Kui? His Royal Highness? But I heard that His Royal Highness Kui is now detained in Zongzheng Temple..."

Zhou Ziqin looked at him in amazement, and asked, "This is the commander of the Imperial Forest Army King. How could it be him?"

"Oh? No?" The old man Guo's face suddenly showed regret. "I also heard that King Kui and Yang Chonggu jointly solved several mysteries. They are a pair of bi-men made in heaven. There are also legends, Kui. The king is in his twenties and hasn't married yet, just waiting for the princess."

"What... mess!" Zhou Ziqin listened in astonishment, and said blankly.

"That's right, there are legends, it's really messy." Old man Guo hurriedly smiled.

Zhou Ziqin silently walked into the morgue carrying his box. In order to preserve the body, there are thick walls and small windows, so the light is very dim.

As soon as he came in from the bright outdoors, his eyes were dark. He closed his eyes for a while, then opened them, and saw Huang Zixian's face pale as ice and snow in the dimness.

Zhou Ziqin stayed for a long time, and finally gradually understood.

I understand, when she stands behind Wang Kui, she has the confidence that she knows that everything is safe and worry-free; I understand, Wang Kui always arranges everything for her before she speaks or does anything; understand; understand Now, when they occasionally look at each other, they already know each other without saying anything, leaving only the secret that he can't guess...

Suddenly he understood something he had never noticed before, and he was a little at a loss. Both Wang Kui and Wang Yun knew him very well, and Huang Zixia surpassed almost everyone in his heart. But now, these three people suddenly presented a complicated situation in front of him, leaving his mind blank for a while.

Wang Yun glanced at him and asked, "Zi Qin, what are you thinking?"

"No...nothing." He patted his head vigorously, forced himself to put all thoughts out of his mind, then quickly put down the box, took out the gloves and the masked cloth and handed it to Huang Zixia, before putting it on in a panic. Thin leather gloves, "It's a bit dark here, move the body under the window over there."

With the light coming in from the window, he took out the thin knife in the box, closed his palms and bowed to Zhang Xingying, murmured, "Second Brother Zhang, sorry, we also want to find out the truth for you. After all, is your death wronged..."

Wang Yun said next to him: "As far as I know, Zhang Xingying committed suicide and falsely accused Zi Xian beforehand. The evidence is solid. Is there any need for an autopsy?"

"That's what I said..." Zhou Ziqin looked at Huang Zixia a little embarrassed.

"It's just in case, after all, after a thorough inspection, I always feel at ease." Huang Zixia said to Wang Yun, "Yunzhi, I know you don't like autopsy, you can wait for us outside."

Wang Yun frowned slightly, but still nodded, and said, "I'll watch it for you outside."

When he reached the door, he looked back at them. Zhou Ziqin has already untied Zhang Xingying's clothes and carefully checked for injuries on his body. Huang Zixia pressed his mask and motioned him to turn his body over and pay attention to the traces left on it.

Wang Yun hesitated for a moment, but finally walked out.

He stood at the door, looked at the bright sunlight outside, and thought to himself, what's the point? Anyway, she must have seen a lot of corpses before, men and women, young and old, clothes, and no clothes. of……

Wait until everything is over. After getting married, she may change and never touch these absurd things again.

Zhou Ziqin cut open Zhang Xingying's chest and abdomen with a knife, and carefully explored it.

Seeing that he had already opened his stomach and intestines, Huang Zixia went to the outside room to take out the big bucket for washing the corpse, and asked Wang Yun to fetch two buckets of water in to wash all his organs.

Zhang Xingying has been dead for a long time, and the blood has long solidified, but even so, Wang Yun avoided the outside when she and Zhou Ziqin were washing their internal organs one by one in the water.

He held the tree and felt sick in his chest, but after a long time, he abruptly resisted it. When he looked back and saw what they had filtered and cleaned with gauze, he finally couldn't help it anymore. After running two steps, he ran into the yard like an escape.

After filtering them in two buckets of water for a long time, they saw nothing. Huang Zixia thought for a while, and said, "Untie the trachea and esophagus."

Zhou Ziqin changed a smaller knife to cut open the lung lobes. Huang Zixian motioned him to cut along the trachea, but still saw nothing. There was nothing in the esophagus and throat.

She took a bowl of water, washed the cut neck carefully to remove the body fluids and coagulated blood, and then went down from the mouth and searched all the way down the trachea.

Zhou Ziqin asked: "Are you looking for what he ate during his lifetime?"

"Well, I think it shouldn't rot." She said, then her hand stopped. Zhou Ziqin rushed forward and washed the piece with her with a cloth towel dipped in water. It is in the glottis, where there is a small, red thing.

She took the tweezers in his box and caught a small red fish from the glottis cleft.

A small red fish with only small fingernails, as thin as a gnat. The tulle-like tail occupies half of the body. It has begun to rot, and its sunken eyes are like skeletons.

Zhou Ziqin quickly took a small porcelain box next to it and placed it in it.

The nerves that had been tense did not relax until the fish was found. Huang Zixia only felt that she was in a cold sweat. She raised her arm, wiped the sweat from her forehead with the sleeve of her elbow, and walked to the next stool and sat down stupidly.

Zhou Ziqin had walked to Zhang Weiyi's side, cut his throat open, and searched carefully as before. After a while, he whispered "Huh", and then he also picked up something from his throat, put it in the porcelain box, and handed it to her.

Two almost identical little red fishes, the red bodies hidden in their muscles, are so tiny that they are almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

Huang Zixia looked at the two fishes for a long time, then slowly took off the thin leather gloves on her hands, and said, "Zi Qin, you stitch up the corpses."

"Well, I will sew very carefully." Zhou Ziqin said seriously.

Huang Zixia nodded slightly to him, stood up and walked out of the morgue.

The sun was shining outside, and her eyes were uncomfortable for a while because of the brightness coming from her face, her pupils contracted sharply, causing slight pain.

She slowly pulled off the face towel from her face, leaned against the door, and let out a long breath.

Wang Yun stood under the withered tree in front of the court. Seeing her coming out, he walked over and asked, "Are you okay?"

She clicked, washed her hands carefully, and said softly: "Okay, let's go."

Wang Yun looked at her pale and collapsed expression, and asked a little worried: "Is it too tired?"

She didn't answer, just walked forward staggeringly. Wang Yun raised her hand and held her wrist, pulling her out of the Yizhuang step by step.

Her hands stiffened, but after all she let him hold her and lead herself to the street outside.

Wang Yun sent Huang Zixian back to Yongchangfang. When he was about to leave, Huang Zixian stopped him.

When he turned around to see her, she thought and hesitated for a long time, and then slowly said: "If you see the prince, please bring me a sentence and say, there is something he wants in Yongchangfang."

Wang Yun nodded and said, "You have a good rest."

She agreed, watched him leave, turned back to the house where she was staying, took out the crystal bottle holding the pair of Agashne, and examined it carefully.

The dusty fish eggs are still in the water, but they were scattered by her last night, and now they are sinking to the bottom of the water, like a faint blood stain.

She shook the bottle lightly, staring at the floating fish and fish eggs in it for a long time.

Before Wang Zongshi arrived, she opened the drawer first, took out the propolis in it and looked at it for a long time. Everything seemed to have a rudimentary shape, she pulled out the hairpin and slowly painted the rudimentary mystery on the table.

I don't know how long it took, someone knocked on the open door.

She looked up and saw Wang Zongshi standing at the door, then took the hairpin back from her hair and carried out a salute to Wang Zong: "Duke Wang."

Wang Zongshi nodded and walked in. She walked to the table and picked up the crystal bottle to show him.

"I thought there was something about Yunzhi's thing about you, but it was really true." Wang Zongshi said slowly, and stepped into the house, "It turns out that Agashne lay eggs."