The Delicate Lady Coroner

The night rain was pouring, and Huo Weilou met the people who sent Bo Ruoyou back when he was two blocks away from Cheng's house.

Seeing Huo Wei Building coming in the rain, they were also a little surprised. Huo Wei Building asked loudly in the heavy rain: "Is the people sent into the house?"

The embroidered clothing envoy said loudly, but Huo Weilou raised his horse whip and continued to the Cheng's house. He had come once when he sent Bo Ruoyou back, and he arrived at the door of Cheng's house before the half-zhuxiang hour.

He stepped forward and called the door. After waiting for a while, Zhou Liang opened the door. When he saw Huo Weilou standing wet in the rain, he was immediately taken aback, "Master Hou? The villain meets Master Hou——"

Huo Weilou stared, "Where is Bo Ruoyou?"

Zhou Liang said hurriedly: "The lady has been back for a while, and I talked to the master for a while, and now I'm going back to the house to change clothes, did Hou Ye come to see the young lady?" He said two more steps, "Hou Ye come in first. It’s raining too much."

Huo Weilou glanced into the courtyard, and there was a dim yellow light shining in the night rain. He entered the door without hesitation, "Benhou has something to ask her and lead the way."

With Zhou Liang’s confirmation, there is no need to enter the door. Maybe it’s too rainy tonight. If Huo Weilou didn’t see her with his own eyes, I couldn’t rest assured. He bypassed the screen wall and entered the front yard. Cheng Yunzhi also welcomed out from the main hall and stood under the porch, watching. When he arrived at the Huo Wei Building, he was also surprised, and hurriedly went down the steps under an umbrella, "Why did Master Hou come so late--"

Huo Weilou's eyes swept around, as if looking for the shadow of Bo Ruoyou, "I have something to ask Bo Ruoyou."

Cheng Yun held an umbrella for Huo Weilou and invited him into the main hall. He signaled Zhou Liang to call Bo Ruoyou, and said, "Master Hou is here to ask You Youzhen what the dirt is? I have experienced it. Those things are. rouge."

Huo Wei Building walked down the corridor and stood still, there was no surprise on his face.

Han Qi was not the murderer, and the rouge and gouache in Han Sheng's boudoir were all available. It is not surprising to find the rouge on Han Sheng in Xu Wanshu's nails.

He was soaked with water dripping from the hem of his robe. Although Cheng Yunzhi invited him into the house again, he had no intention of entering. He looked at the yard for a few moments, only to feel that it was more primitive than he thought. Turning around, just looking at the direction in which Shi Cai Zhou Liang was leaving, she said nothing. Aunt Liang heard the movement coming out of the kitchen, and she was a little inexplicable to see so many people suddenly coming in the yard.

At this moment, Zhou Liang strode out of the West Yard suddenly, "Master! Houye! Something happened—"

As soon as this remark came out, Huo Weilou's heart sank suddenly.

The worst plan came true. With a sharp look, he lifted his steps to the West Yard. Zhou Liang's face was pale, and he didn't even know where he had lost the umbrella. Then he said anxiously: "The door of Miss's house is closed, but the windows are big. Open, she is gone—"

When these words came out, Cheng Yunzhi and Aunt Liang were shocked, and they came to the west courtyard. Huo Wei Building strode into the upper room of the west courtyard. After entering the door, they walked into the inner room. A dim light in the room was still on. As Zhou Liang said, Bo Ruoyou was gone.

The robe on her body was still on the bed. The tables, chairs and appliances in the house were all neat and tidy. There were no signs of fighting. Only the rear window opened wide. Huo Weilou's sword eyebrows wrinkled, her eyes dropped, and she saw the wet marks on the ground. .

It was the wet mark left by two people, like footprints, but incomplete, and even after being dragged on the ground, Huo Weilou squeezed his knuckles, "Sou! Just left soon."

Ning Xiao didn't expect Huo Weilou's worries to become true. He quickly dispersed with people. Cheng Yunzhi who followed up saw that Bo Ruoyou was really gone. He was sweaty and said, "Youyou just returned to the house just now. What's the matter? Where did the people go? Lord Hou is here now, does he know that the You Youhui will not happen?"

Huo Weilou was standing at the back window, his eyes seemed to be deep and calm, but the anger of thunder was brewing in the depths of his pupils. "The murderer in this case is on the run, for a moment. Benhou only learned that the murderer had seen her for an autopsy before. Benhou was worried that the murderer would come to seek revenge, so he brought someone to see him, but he didn't want to be one step too late."

As soon as the words fell, there was another muffled thunder in the sky, and a Bai Lian cut down in the air. The white light instantly reflected Huo Weilou's face. The killing intent on the sharp face of Jun's face was revealed at this moment, as if it really was Yan Luo.

The dark night like the ink, and the heavy rain like this, seemed to be able to conceal all the traces of the ghosts. Huo Weilou could not imagine where Bo Ruoyou would be taken, let alone what she would encounter. After more than 20 years, his heart suddenly began to spasm uncontrollably, and a trace of dull pain spread. He folded his back and breathed out with difficulty.

Suddenly, Ning Xiao yelled in the backyard, "Master Hou, I found out—"

Huo Weilou's back straightened, a cold light burst into his eyes, he jumped out of the window sill and walked into the rainy night again.

...

The sound of thunder awakened Bo Ruoyou, who was fainted. She was still unclear, but she felt that ice and cold water was constantly splashing on her body. Her neck hurt so badly and her hands were cut back. She was tied behind her, there was something hard in her abdomen, and people were bumping up and down. She opened her eyes laboriously, but the rain instantly penetrated, and she closed her eyes tightly, and the sound of crackling rain around her. I don't know where I am at all.

After half awake and half dizzy like this for a long time, Bo Ruoyou realized that she was being carried on her shoulders. Although she was thin, only a man with strong strength could carry her. She was in a daze, she knew later. Afterwards, a terrible thought came into being.

It's no wonder that there are no women's close-fitting clothes in the boudoir, and there is no room for menstruation. If the murderer is a man, he likes women's skirts and dresses, why bother to prepare for this?

She was cold all over, but she wondered why the murderer didn't kill her directly, but brought her out.

What would the murderer do at such a risk?

Her thoughts were intermittent, and her body gradually became numb with pain. I don't know how long it took before her internal organs shifted after a violent impact, and her throat was filled with a smell of sweetness.

The murderer threw her to the ground.

A faint pain groaned from his throat, Bo Ruoyou curled up, she didn't know how long it had been in the rain on the road, but at this moment, she felt that the crackling rain seemed a bit far away, and there was no cold water on her body anymore. She He curled up into a ball, trembling and slowed down for a long time, only after the pain was relieved, and his consciousness gradually recovered.

Before she opened her eyes, she smelled a familiar rancid smell at the end of her nose, and then there were footsteps and rustling sounds echoing in her ears. When she opened her eyes hard, she first saw a little Tuan Huoguang, and then she saw a young woman with a red girl...No, it was a young man with a red dress.

The man is not born tall, but his figure is pretty handsome among the women. He is facing the fire, holding a mirror in one hand and a silk scarf in the other, and is carefully wiping his face. There were two exquisite boxes beside him, Bo Ruoyou looked a little familiar, and his dull head turned for a while before remembering that it was exactly the same as the rouge box in Han Sheng's boudoir.

With a click, he opened the box, and he began to rouge himself.

He found an exquisite knife from nowhere, used the knife to cut out a grain of rouge, and then melted it into the palm of his hand, dipped it with his fingertips, and then smeared it on his face and lips little by little. His hands were slender and thin. This kind of grayish white feeling that is rarely seen in the sky, at this moment, is reflected in the bright red rouge, which is inexplicably shocking.

Bo Ruoyou saw the scar on his hand, especially the five fingers of his left hand facing her.

Knife, hand with a knife...

Bo Ruoyou shuddered and finally knew where he had missed.

There are all paper knives in Han Qi's room, but there are a lot of jade seals on his shelf, but the whole room, but the only one that can be used to engrave jade seals has not been found.

Han Qi is good at calligraphy and painting, and he is also good at mounting paintings, but his hands are clean and tidy, but not the hand holding a knife.

The engraved person is his "sister".

Han Sheng smeared his face into a gorgeous face, coupled with a red dress on his body, it was as terrifying as a red-clothed ghost who would eat people, and when he thought that she was a man, it was even more so. Kind of weird feeling.

Here is a dilapidated house, the ground is full of dust, the doors and windows are all dilapidated, only the roof can block tonight’s heavy rain, the thin ruoyou fell on the hard ground, the rain on his body soon fell under his body. It was muddy, she opened her eyes and looked around, trying to find vitality, but her hands were cut backwards, and she lost the strength to move her fingers.

Suddenly, the people by the fire looked over.

Realizing that she was awake, Han Sheng pulled out a weird smile on the corners of his lips. He put down the rouge, and put a small baggage beside him, and then took a silk paw and that delicate carving knife, and walked slowly to Bo Ruo. Come by your side.

Bo Ruoyou squeezed her body subconsciously, but Han Sheng walked to Bo Ruoyou's side, but turned her over with great strength. He tore off the robe of Bo Ruoyou's left shoulder behind her, and took her whole The thin and white left shoulder was exposed.

The skin wetted by the rain appeared more moisturized, and Han Sheng was a little fascinated by brushing the cinnabar mole. He seemed to be more satisfied. He raised his hand and wiped her skin with a silk kerchief. The cautious appearance was simply It's like wiping some jade porcelain.

No matter how calm and calm Bo Ruoyou was, she was also attacked by fear at this moment. She moved her lips, but her voice seemed to have been pierced by a blunt knife, and she could only make two hoarse voices.

Han Sheng paused behind her, and suddenly said, "You are a widow. You want to know that after a person dies, the skin will be dull and the blood will turn black. Therefore, this person's flesh and blood must be in the first place. It’s good to be peeled off when you’re alive."

"You have examined their bodies, it should be the clearest, but you probably never thought that one day, you will become like them—"

A cold and sharp hard object touched her left shoulder. Han Sheng's hand was extremely stable and accurate. He slowly drew a perfect arc on his shoulder. He gave a light tusk, and seemed extremely satisfied.

"Have anyone seen it? It's so beautiful, just like me, but it's too beautiful to attract jealousy..."

His tone seemed to be smiling, and it could be heard in human ears, but Bo Ruoyou shuddered like some cold-blooded crawling snakes and insects, and her bare shoulders shuddered slightly more visible to the naked eye.

This made Han Sheng dissatisfied. He grabbed her by the collar and dragged her towards the fire. He waited a little closer to the fire before stopping. He was facing Bo Ruoyou's back and looked at her. The body was still trembling, and suddenly I asked myself, "Do you want to kill you before you can take off your skin and flesh?"

He said again: "You are different from them. I want you to live and watch yourself being stripped of flesh and skin. You are the author. You have seen so many dead people's flesh and flesh, but you must have never seen yourself before. , Seeing that I am just like them, will you regret doing the work? Will you regret being involved in this case?"

"However, this is where you should end up..."

If someone hears this, she must be afraid and regret it, but Bo Ruoyou only heard Han Sheng hate her. She only felt that at this moment, she was as weak as a fish waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board. I found out that the family found that they would go to the government to report to the official. Huo Weilou knew that he would definitely come to rescue her, but was it still too late?

She said laboriously: "Why do you hate me..."

The rough voice seemed to be an old man, Han Sheng's tone fell cold when he heard this, "Of course I hate you! If it weren't for you, my brother and I would have been forced to such a degree?"

Speaking of Han Qi, Han Sheng’s tone was even more vicious, "You don’t know how difficult it is for us, you don’t know how difficult it is for him, he is a prodigy, a talented man in the world, but he lingers for me, copying those unfavorable words Ben, imitating those paintings that he doesn't like, and ghostwriting for the wine and rice bags, if it weren't for you, how could this case be ended like this?"

When Han Sheng mentioned Han Qi, his tone became more intense and painful, as if half of the anger in his heart was caused by Han Qi.

Bo Ruoyou opened her eyes and said with great effort: "But...your brother, he pleaded guilty..."

Han Sheng's complexion suddenly changed, his stern change turned into panic, and a little irritable, "No! It's not my brother, it's me... I killed the man, and it has nothing to do with my brother. How can he plead guilty? No, you have no evidence. , Even if he confessed his guilt, you can't condemn him to death. It's damn, too damn, do you want to bend it?!"

After he finished speaking, the hatred in his eyes became deeper. Looking at Bo Ruoyou curled up on the ground, he suddenly looked around a little anxiously, as if he wanted to find a rope immediately and strangle her to death on the spot.

Bo Ruoyou didn't speak any more. She huddled together, motionless, as if she had exhausted all of her energy after saying that word. Han Sheng sneered, then picked up the carving knife and gestured at Bo Ruoyou's shoulder, but he She clipped Bo Ruoyou's hands back, which always made her shoulder blades a little uneven. He twisted his eyebrows impatiently for a moment, and then lifted his hand to untie Bo Ruoyou's back hands.

He was worried, and tied Bo Ruoyou's hands in front of him, so that it stretched Bo Ruoyou's back, which was good for him to stab him, but Bo Ruoyou's shoulders and back were still trembling lightly, which always made him feel irritated. However, he was determined to skin her alive, so he had to hold her firmly with one hand.

"I watched you take my brother away with my own eyes. You still want to hold me, want me to slay the law, but there are so many kings in this world? The humble will be bullied for the rest of their lives, and the rich can be the one for the rest of their lives. People, my brother must be suffering now, but it’s okay. My brother is not guilty, and the government will always let him go, and I will find the crime my brother suffered from you..."

The sharp pain made Bo Ruoyou clenched her teeth in an instant, but she was still motionless, as if she really only shuddered and lost consciousness. She also let Han Sheng put down his vigilance, he cut the knife carefully, and painted it first. The circular fan shape traced one after another small dots. Just as he pierced Bo Ruoyou’s skin, his hand on Bo Ruoyou’s shoulders also loosened, and the anxious expression on his face gradually settled down, as if Fascinated by the general detailed and precise depiction.

Bo Ruoyou calmly touched the knot on her wrist. It was a slip knot that was hurried out when he was in a hurry. Although the tie was extremely tight, Bo Ruoyou was familiar with such knots. She was very gentle and gentle. , Let go of her hand, she turned her back to the fire, and now she opened her eyes, and she could vaguely see a piece of wood lying one foot in front of her.

She did not move immediately. The tingling on her shoulders made her body consciousness more and more clear. She could even feel that the tip of the knife on her back had carved out a small half circle. Han Sheng used the knife very accurately and was afraid It destroys the perfection of the arc, and the knife is not heavy. Just when Han Sheng bent over for a while, feeling tired and straightening up to exhale, Bo Ruoyou climbed forward abruptly, picking up the broken wood on the ground and hitting back with all his strength. Come here.

Han Sheng was immersed in the painting. What did he think that the half-dead Bo Ruoyou untied the knot by himself and touched the object that attacked him. Before he could react, the broken wood slammed on his left cheek.

The blow was not deadly enough, but it made Han Sheng fall to the right. The golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and the high ribs swelled more quickly on his face. Bo Ruoyou wanted to hit his temples. However, Han Sheng squatted halfway, higher than her expected height, and only hit her face, but this was her only vitality.

Bo Ruoyou got up and ran out.

"stop--"

Han Sheng covered his face and shouted. He held a carving knife in one hand and chased him with a stern look. Bo Ruoyou was weak on his body, stumbled, his skirt was loose, and his feet tripped on the ground from time to time, even so. , She still ran in the direction that seemed to be the exit of the main entrance.

At the moment of life and death, Bo Ruoyou gritted her teeth and tried her best, but she saw that she was about to run to the door, but she tripped under her feet. She couldn't help but threw herself down in the direction of the door. If You hadn't gotten up yet, she heard the footsteps behind her, she tried to get up, but the skirt was stepped on the next moment.

Han Sheng's breath was approaching, and Bo Ruoyou looked back subconsciously. As soon as she turned her head, a bright light pierced her eyes. It was the enraged Han Sheng who pierced her body with a carving knife. At that moment, there was never a desperate feeling. After hitting Bo Ruoyou, she knew that the only vitality had never escaped, and Han Sheng was afraid that she wouldn't have to wait until she was skinned and would kill her first!

She closed her eyes subconsciously.

This moment was longer than Bo Ruoyou had imagined. It was so long that tears could not be restrained from falling from the corner of her eyes. She thought of Cheng Yunzhi. If she died, he would be seriously ill, and no one would serve him in the future. She also thought of Cheng Yunzhi. Huo Weilou, she didn't wait for him, and he would definitely be angry. The murderer had a chance to harm others by a single move, and she was mad at her stupidity——

Bo Ruoyou waited desperately for the knife to fall, but waited for her few thoughts to flash, the knife never fell on her, but at this moment, amidst the roaring tinnitus and crackling voices , She heard the messy and approaching footsteps, and a loud "bang" settled beside her. She opened her eyes suddenly and saw Han Sheng who fell on the ground first, with a stick in his chest. The dagger, **** color came out from under his robes, and he curled up together in pain.

Bo Ruoyou stared blankly, but he didn't even react. At this moment, a footstep sounded behind her. She hadn't turned her head yet, and a long arm had already embraced her in her arms.

More footsteps came around, someone was talking, someone took Han Sheng, but Bo Ruoyou's ears rumbling, but she couldn't hear a word. She lifted her eyes with the last trace of strength. I saw a pair of bloodshot phoenix eyes.

Bo Ruoyou didn't want to cry, but the moment he saw him, tears couldn't help but the phoenix eyes felt more distressed for a while, he pulled off his robe to wrap her up, hugged her and walked out. Bo Ruoyou's tight body finally softened weakly, and without the will to support, she fainted almost immediately.

"Lead the horse--"

Huo Weilou walked into the rain and shouted in a dumb voice. Ning Xiao led the horse over. Huo Weilou put Bo Ruoyou on the horse's back and turned up again. When he tightened the reins, he commanded, "Let Ming return to the river." Hou Mansion, go to Cheng's house and say it again."

When Ning Xiao’s answer was not settled, Huo Weilou galloped into the rainy night. He galloped all the way, and the people before him were taken into his arms. He was anxious and distressed. It’s good to fly back to the Hou Mansion. The embroidered clothes ambassadors accompanying him are also riding horses. When others are stationed in front of the Hou Mansion, there are already embroidered clothes ambassadors who have come back to tell the story, and Father Fu has changed his expression from the inside. Came out.

"What exactly is going on?"

The two of them were soaked. Although Bo Ruoyou was wrapped in Huo Weilou’s robes, it was useless. She was already unconscious. Father Fu followed Huo Weilou and held her arm, feeling like holding ice under his palm. Said: "How good is this? Where is the injury?"

Huo Weilou walked in with Bo Ruoyouji, "It hurts his shoulders and neck."

As soon as he saw Bo Ruoyou, Huo Weilou inspected it. Father Fu frowned when he heard it, "Don’t talk about the injury. People are freezing. The old slave has to prepare hot water, and at least he has to wipe his body and change into clean clothes. Don't worry, Lord Hou, Ming Gongzi is coming soon too."

Huo Weilou did not respond. Father Fu ran all the way to give orders. When Bo Ruoyou hugged him to his bedroom, Hot Water also mentioned the inner room. However, Father Fu looked at the big men full of the room and was a little confused for a while. , They are all men, who will change clothes for Youyou?

Huo Weilou's eyes were wrong, "Put it in the penthouse."

The penthouse was the place where Huowei Building took a bath. Father Fu realized that he immediately sent hot water to him. After half of the hot water was filled in the tub, Huo Wei Building held Bo Ruoyou and put her in.

The hot water did not reach his chest, Huo Weilou looked blue and white, and the eyes of Bo Ruoyou, who seemed to be silent, were dark, and Mr. Fu hurriedly said: "Lord Hou is watching, the old slave will pick up Mr. Ming..."

Everyone filed in, then filed out, waiting for everyone to leave, Huo Weilou had just soaked her hand in hot water to clean her face. The rain and tears on her face were mixed, and the heart and liver of Huo Weilou felt painful.