The Delicate Lady Coroner Chapter 170: Nine ileum 02

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Chapter 170 Nine Ileum 02

"There is a case." Wu Xiang got straight to the point, with a serious look on his face.

Bo Ruoyou knew there was another case when he saw Wu Xiang entering the house, but he looked at the sky and asked suspiciously: "When did the case happen? How come it is so early?"

"Two days ago, someone came into the city to report that their child was lost. At that time, I asked Hou Yang to take people out of the city to help search for him, but to no avail. At dawn today, the servant entered the city and arrived at the government office. Say the child has been found."

Bo Ruoyou's heart trembled, "The child was killed"

Wu Xiang nodded, "Yes, I haven't left the city yet, but it's a long way back and forth, so I came to see you first."

Snowflakes were flying, and the cold morning wind blew on people's faces, cutting them like knives. Bo Ruoyou nodded quickly, "Wait a minute."

After she finished speaking, she ran into the front yard and met Cheng Yunzhi getting up and coming out. He was wearing a thick fur-collared cloak. When she saw Bao Ruoyou in a hurry and Wu Xiang standing at the door of the courtyard, she knew No, "Is there a case?"

"There is a family with a missing child outside the city. I'm going to have a look."

Aunt Liang has prepared breakfast. Bo Ruoyou asked Uncle Liang to pack a plate of bean cakes and then went back to the room to change clothes. Because it was snowing, she also wore a thick cloak with moon white embroidered orchid patterns, and she also put on the trunk On the way, he followed Wu Xiang and left home.

Cheng Yunzhi stood under the eaves, but there was worry in his eyes.

Walking on the road, Bo Ruoyou ate bean cake while listening to Wu Xiang's words outside the carriage, "The owner of this family is surnamed Wen. He is not from the capital. He came from Luozhou for the Buddha's birthday ceremony at Xiangguo Temple. They They arrived at the foot of the Xiangguo Temple on the third day of October, and later attended the Buddha's Birthday Dharma Ceremony on the fifth day of October. They originally wanted to go back to Luozhou, but because the seventeenth day of this month was the birthday of Amitabha Buddha, they stayed for an extra month. Normally Live in the inn at the foot of Xiangguo Temple."

"Two days ago, on the twelfth day, their servants went into the city to report that the young master at home was missing. Hou Yang took three people out of the city to help find him, but they searched everywhere at the foot of the Xiangguo Temple. We went to the small town and searched the mountain in front of Xiangguo Temple, but no trace of Young Master Wen was found. At that time, we suspected that Young Master Wen had been abducted, and the couple was very sad."

"Usually in such cases, a missing person is recorded first. If he was really abducted by a kidnapper, there is really little the government can do. When he came back that day, Hou Yang took someone to draw a portrait, and then went to the city gate and After checking the city, no one was found, so they suspected that they were going south to Luozhou. The Yamen told the Wen family about this, and the Wen family immediately sent people to Luozhou, planning to search for them on the way. Luozhou goes to the Luozhou government office to report to the official."

Bo Ruoyou frowned when he heard this, "Mr. Wen and his wife didn't leave?"

"Mrs. Wen fell ill because she didn't see the child and it was not suitable to rush, so the Wen family sent a servant back first."

Bo Ruoyou asked again: "How old is the child?"

"Just six years old." Wu Xiang sighed.

Bo Ruoyou's heart tightened and she subconsciously closed her cloak. She suddenly remembered, "I was also at Xiangguo Temple on the twelfth day. Recently, Xiangguo Temple is indeed preparing for the Buddha's birthday ceremony on the 17th day. In the temple There are so many pilgrims, but can anyone tell me how the child was lost?"

Wu Xiang didn’t know this, “Why are you at Xiangguo Temple?”

Bo Ruoyou said: "I have been doing rituals for the death anniversary of my father and mother from the seventh day of the Lunar New Year until yesterday. I didn't return to Beijing until yesterday afternoon. I have been doing fasting rituals in Xiangguo Temple for the past seven days."

Wu Xiang looked surprised and said: "They said the child was lost outside the mountain gate. Xiangguo Temple has set up a porridge shed under the mountain gate in the past few days to give out porridge. There are no natural disasters around the capital this year. I went to drink porridge. Most of them are people from inside and outside the capital, looking for good luck, so the town under the mountain gate is quite lively these days. The child was lost near the porridge shed. The time of loss was the evening of the 11th. At that time The Wen family anxiously searched for him in the town for half the night, and even went to Xiangguo Temple to ask. There was really no way they could do it until they came to report him early the next morning."

Bo Ruoyou just returned from Xiangguo Temple yesterday. Naturally, he knew that there were many tourists inside and outside the temple in the past few days. At this time, Wu Xiang said again: "The child was found in the mountain behind Xiangguo Temple today."

Wu Xiang's eyes darkened, "I don't know how he got to the back mountain. The front mountain and the back mountain are very far away. It's also strange that the sky turned dark after Hou Yang and the others finished searching the town and the front mountain. He thought that the child would not be alone. I ran to the back mountain but didn't find it."

"How was it discovered?"

"It was discovered by a young novice from Xiangguo Temple yesterday afternoon when he was practicing in the back mountain. There were a few wild cats in the temple. The wild cats ran into the forest following the smell. They felt something was wrong and followed them, and then they discovered the body of the child. ."

Wu Xiang's voice gradually became heavier. The person who died was a six-year-old boy. The boy's body was also found by a group of half-year-old children. You can imagine how frightened they were at that time.

"The temple knew that someone had lost a child, so they invited Mr. Wen into the temple last night. Mr. Wen recognized his child at a glance and was heartbroken at that time. It was too late at that time, so they went to the temple at dawn today. Send someone into the city to report to the government."

After hearing this, Bao Ruoyou sorted out the cause and effect. Thinking that a six-year-old child was killed, she couldn't figure out who wanted to kill the child. However, since she didn't see the body, it was not necessarily an accident, so she decided Make up your mind not to make assumptions.

The first snowfall overnight made the fields outside the city covered in pure white. They walked all the way to Nanshan. Halfway through, the snow foam gradually thickened, and the cold wind rushed into the carriage. Bo Ruoyou's hands and feet were a little cold, and he looked up into the distance. , the surface of the Luohe River was covered with ice, and the two sides of the river were as white as white and could not be seen to the edge, while the peaks of Tingshan Mountain farther away were also white with silver.

Xiangguo Temple has been built for a hundred years, and with royal support, it is now the largest Buddhist temple in the Zhou Dynasty. At the beginning of the year, Lin Zhao went south to send the Buddhist classics from Famen Temple to Xiangguo Temple for collection. He left the capital and walked along the After walking about ten miles from the official road, you turn to the southeast avenue. After walking another ten miles, you reach Nanshan. Nanshan is not far from Tingshan, but it is a single peak with gentle mountains. Xiangguo Temple is modeled after Famen Temple. It is built on the mountain, but it is more majestic and majestic than Famen Temple.

Due to the large number of people who came here to worship Buddha, and the inconvenience of daily commuting from the capital, a small town was gradually formed at the foot of the mountain. The town was a hundred feet away from the mountain gate, so as not to disturb the purity of the temple, including inns, restaurants and markets. It is all ready, and during the New Year and festivals, or when the Buddha's Christmas is approaching, it is full of tourists and bustling.

Bao Ruoyou is from the capital, and she had business matters when she came to Xiangguo Temple the last two times. Therefore, before today, she had never gone to that market town. Today, the carriage passed the mountain gate without stopping, and they went straight to the inn in the distance to search for articles. The gentleman and his wife.

The so-called market town is just a main street running for two miles. Inns and shops stand on the street, and there are some residential houses deep in the alley. It is only around noon at this time, because the snow is getting thicker and thicker, it is difficult to see pedestrians on the street. From the half-opened doors of each house, we can see that there are many guests inside.

Mr. Wen and his wife lived in an inn called "Fanyin" on the street. Most of the people in the town were people who worshiped Buddha, so the shops everywhere had names that catered to Buddhism and had a Zen feel. Wu Xiang went to the shops Before dismounting, Bao Ruoyou also got off the carriage. As soon as she walked up the front steps, she felt strange.

Although other store doors are closed, at least the voices inside can be heard, but here, inside the door, it is quiet.

Wu Xiang called the door, and soon someone opened the door from the inside. Bo Ruoyou saw a blue-shirted clerk at a glance. The clerk took a look at Wu Xiang's official uniform, and turned around and shouted: "Brother Yachai, you guys The official you were waiting for is here!"

As he spoke, he opened the door and respectfully invited Wu Xiang and his entourage in. Hou Yang greeted them from inside.

Wu Xiang went to pick up Bao Ruoyou, while Hou Yang and others came first. He saluted Bao Ruoyou, pointed at the sad-faced middle-aged man in silk robe following behind him and said, "This is shopkeeper He. Mr. Wen and his wife are in the guest room, and Mr. Wen’s body is in the backyard."

Shopkeeper He came forward to salute respectfully, but the sorrow on his face did not diminish. Wu Xiang ordered him to invite Mr. Wen and his wife, and looked at Hou Yang suspiciously. Hou Yang said softly: "Last night Mr. Wen and his wife sent Mr. Wen to The body was brought back. This morning, all the tenants in the inn have moved to other places to live. Now the only one left in the inn is Mr. Wen’s family."

Wu Xiang sighed, not feeling strange, and raised his chin to gesture to the backyard, "Go to the corpse first, and lead the way——"

Hou Yang led the two of them through the lobby, exited from the side back door, and then walked out of a corridor to the backyard. There was a landscaped atrium between the backyard and the front hall, which was covered with snow at the moment. , built with beautiful branches and jade, walking through the corridor, Hou Yang pointed to the house with the door closed not far away and said: "The body is parked here. There is not much else here, except for a lot of shops selling incense and candles, and there is a mourning hall in the house. ."

As he walked to the door, Hou Yang pushed the door open. The room was spacious. Judging from the gray marks on the ground, the only furnishings had been moved away. Two square tables were put together to form a long case. The body of a boy with bruises on his face was lying quietly on it. There was a bowl of bright yellow lamp oil at the boy's feet, with a wick inside that was lit by a Yingying candle.

Bo Ruoyou entered the door and his eyes fell on the boy's body with scrutiny. The boy's clothes were dirty and had signs of being torn. His shoes were missing, and one of his white socks was missing, leaving him exposed. There were black bruises on his hands and one foot, as well as wounds covered with **** scabs. Judging from the dense scars on his body, he had been dead for many days.

Putting the cage down, Bo Ruoyou rubbed his stiff hands and opened the cage to prepare for the autopsy. But at this moment, a mournful cry came over, along with the woman's sobbing accusations.

"The government officials finally came. I said that day that I would go to the back mountain to find Jin'er, but why didn't I go? It's all you, it's you who killed Jin'er——"

The voices were getting closer and closer. Bao Ruoyou and Wu Xiang took a step forward and soon saw Shopkeeper He walking over with four or five people.

The man and woman walking in front are both in their thirties. They are dressed in rich clothes, but their looks are very haggard. Naturally, they are Mr. Wen and Mrs. Wen. Mrs. Wen is holding a handkerchief in one hand, her eyes are full of blood from crying, She relied on Master Wen's help to walk steadily. When she saw Hou Yang, the accusation in her eyes deepened, "It's you. I remember you. You were with someone that day. You thought the back mountain was too far and you didn't want to look for it, so you Back to the capital, if you go, Jin'er may still be alive, my poor Jin'er——"

"You are official servants of the government. You are ruthless when using your status to plunder people's wealth. I asked you to help save lives but you refused. You... you are simply accomplices..."

Mrs. Wen burst into tears as she spoke. Mr. Wen stroked her back and apologized to Hou Yang. Hou Yang blushed at the scolding and looked at Wu Xiang with some unmistakable look. Wu Xiang frowned. Sorry, I don't have enough confidence to refute.

At this time, Bao Ruoyou took two steps out and said, "My condolences, the manpower of the government is limited, so we can only look in the most promising direction. Sometimes our judgments are wrong, and there will naturally be omissions, but... The young master died before the twelfth lunar month. Even if the government officials went to the back mountain that day, they could not save the young master——"

Mrs. Wen was extremely sad and angry. After hearing this, she immediately stared at Bo Ruoyou gloomily, "Who are you? How do you know when my son died?"