Because of the investigation, the courtyard was lit up with a lot of lights, bright as daylight. Jiang Mingyue took a close look at the courtyard where she was, and saw that there were not many shoes, clothes and hats left on the ground, among the things that were left behind by the owner when she hurried away. It was full of blood, but there was no corpse of the dead soldier.

"The things on the ground can't be cleaned up yet," Qiao Zhen said, seeing Jiang Mingyue looking down at the ground, "There may be evidence here..."

Qiao Zhen said half of his words. When Jiang Mingyue suddenly moved forward, General Qiao shut his mouth. Jiang Mingyue stopped before a pool of blood. After staring at the pool of blood for a while, Qiao Zhen heard it. Jiang Mingyue called him: "Come and see, General."

Qiao Zhen walked to Jiang Mingyue's side and looked at Jiang Mingyue's fingers pointing to the ground. In this pool of blood on the ground, there was a slender dagger. Qiao Zhen squatted down hurriedly, and did not call the officer who was investigating the case to come over. Qiao Zhen did it himself and picked up the dagger from the blood.

The dagger has no sheath and is only one-third the size of an ordinary dagger. It is made of fine iron. This is a weapon for murder, and it is impossible for ordinary people to have such a weapon.

"Very sharp," Qiao Zhen said to Jiang Mingyue after carefully examining the dagger in his hand, "but there is no lettering and no craftsman's mark."

There is nothing here. It is impossible to find its owner with this dagger, and then follow the vines to find the person behind the scenes.

Qiao Zhen sighed. He has had no luck these days, and his luck is so bad that his grandmother's house, he said, how can the material evidence lie on the ground, waiting for him to pick it up?

Jiang Mingyue: "I can't find anything right now, but it's a physical evidence anyway, and it might be useful in the future."

Qiao Zhen held the dagger in his hand, and nodded at Jiang Mingyue. He didn't need Jiang Mingyue to remind him, anyway, this is a physical evidence, how could it not be stored properly.

Seeing Qiao Zhen still staring at the dagger, Jiang Mingyue squatted and saluted General Qiao, turning around and walking on a bloodless place, Miss Jiang Er slowly went outside the courtyard.

Outside the yard, the old lady pulled Zhao Lingyun and looked up and down, "Is there anything wrong with you boy?" the old lady asked. Before Zhao Lingyun could speak, the old lady said anxiously: "Why do you think your child is so anxious? ?? My old lady chased behind and shouted, but didn't call you at all!"

The old lady just asked Jiangyu and Zhao Lingyun if they were doing well. In fact, the old lady herself looked very bad at the moment. Her hair was scattered, her white hair was exploding, the walking stick she held her hand was gone, and her clothes were gone. It's dirty, and all the buttons on the placket are missing. The old lady was skinny and withered, and looked like a miserable face. Without the jewels of the rich old lady, the old lady seemed to be an escape now.

"There is no peace of mind," the old lady complained and complained, and tears came down. Today's incident scared her to death!

Jiangyu was beaten on the back by the old lady several times, Zhao Lingyun listened loudly, and grinned at Young Master Jiang. That means, it hurts, right? Take it! But as soon as Master Zhao began to gloat, the old lady beat him again.

This time it's Jiangyu's turn to grin at Zhao Lingyun, doesn't it hurt? Take it!

I was beaten up with emotions, but when the beating was over, the old lady regretted it. Jiang Mingyue hasn't married yet, so don't beat her future grandson-in-law first.

Zhao Lingyun was not used to it at first. His grandmother, Mrs. Wu, couldn’t beat him. Mrs. Wu was a daughter of a family and she hadn’t worked with anyone in her entire life. Even so, his mother, Mrs. Zheng, would not be able to beat him. Don't want to look at him more. The old man froze and looked at the regretting old lady, and both of them were embarrassed.

"Then what," the old lady wanted to find the wrong way to expose the matter.

Zhao Lingyun scratched his head, his heart warmed, he was here with the old lady, and he was treated like Jiangyu. The old lady was really anxious to get angry for him. Zhao Lingyun could tell, "I, I didn't see you," Mr. Zhao said in a low voice to the old lady: "You called me?"

Old lady: "Forget it, now I'm talking about what's the use of this, you are all fine."

"I'm here," Zhao Lingyun immediately asked the old lady to invite non-existent merits, and said: "I'm here, and the second lady and Brother Yu will not be in trouble. No matter how great Zhao Lingxiao is, I can't beat him! "

Old lady: "You beat the son of the dead?"

Jiang Yu said in a huff: "Don't mention it, we wanted to fight, but before we hit him, the court was blown up."

You guys got together, didn't you call that Zhao Lingxiao? The old lady doesn't know what to say about these two in front of me, but if you two are a little capable, it wouldn't be the case, right? "That's right," the old lady shuddered when she remembered Jiang Mingyue coming again. This is the little killer in their family. "Your second sister didn't do it, right?" The old lady looked at Jiangyu and asked.

"How is this possible," Zhao Lingyun said before Jiangyu could speak: "With me, how can I be angry with the second lady? Also, the second lady is tired to do it with him? Is the fake fairy worthy?"

Whether you deserve it or not, the old lady can't worry about it anymore. Jiang Mingyue didn't kill the son of King Tushan again, and the old lady started to thank God and Buddha again in her heart.

"Milk," Jiang Yu asked at this time: "Did you see Zhao Lingxiao when you came in? That **** is running so fast, I don't even know to stay to save someone."

The old lady gave a dry cough, and the people in the Hou Mansion at the back either looked down at their feet, or looked up at the sky, or raised their hands and scratched their cheeks. In short, they had different expressions. They didn't just see Zhao Lingxiao, their old lady even beat Zhao Lingxiao with a cane.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Lingyun asked, the old lady's expression was uncomfortable, and the people in the Anyuan Hou Mansion all looked like this. "Old lady," the expression between the big master's eyebrows and eyes became fierce, and said: "Zhao Lingxiao Disrespect you? What did he do? Did he pretend to fart again?"

"Zhao Lingxiao!" Jiangyu jumped before the old lady could speak.

"Okay," the old lady beat Jiangyu again, and said: "It's your turn to be a hero? I gave him a few crutches in front of the door."

Zhao Lingyun widened his eyes, and said in disbelief, "Really?"

The wish that Fuwang's two fools hadn't realized for many years, let the old lady come true?

Old lady: "It's not a few shots. There are too many people. I can't use it for the old lady."

It was also because of the large number of people that Zhao Lingxiao couldn't use his best body skills, which made him not avoid the old lady's crutches. Furthermore, Shi Ziye was not crazy enough to start with Mrs. Xu in public.

"Old lady!" Zhao Lingyun called out.

"Oh," the old lady was startled, why did she call out suddenly?

"Where did you beat him?" Zhao Lingyun asked seriously: "Did you destroy the fake fairy or broke his arms and legs?"

old lady:"……"

My old lady, will my grandson-in-law be so good here in the future? With a few waves of crutches, I will be able to maimed King Tushan?

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