Gongsun roughly inspected the body parts in the bag and said, "The deceased is a man. His fingers are very thick and there are calluses on his hands. He may be doing manual labor or practicing martial arts. There is only a small half here, there should be others..."

Let the government officials look around to see if there are other similar bags.

Zhan Zhao also wanted to look around, but just as he was about to leave, he felt someone tugging on his sleeve. He lowered his head and saw the fourth son with his face raised, pointing upward at him.

Zhan Zhao raised his head, and there was a dense tree crown above his head.

"Cat." At this time, Bai Yutang also pointed upward, indicating to Zhan Zhao to look.

Zhan Zhao looked in the direction of Master Wu's finger and saw a black thing exposed on a tree branch.

Zhan Zhao frowned and jumped up the tree. He saw a bulging black cloth bag stuck on the branch of the tree. He jumped down with the cloth bag and opened the bag. Sure enough, there were also some corpses inside.

"Why is it on a tree?" Gongsun visually checked that the tree was not low, and felt a little confused.

"Master Zhan!"

At this time, several government officials who were not far ahead turned around and waved, saying that there seemed to be one in the mountain stream.

"Mountain stream?" Zhan Zhao ran over to take a look.

There is a small valley in front, about two feet high, with a valley below.

The government officials pointed to a protruding rock halfway up the mountain. There was also a black cloth bag on it. There was also one on the gravel beach next to the valley at the bottom of the mountain.

Lin Yehuo also ran to the mountainside and took a look, "Tsk, tsk" and shook his head, "Good guy, this corpse was thrown into pieces!"

Zhan Zhao went down and picked up both bags.

Gongsun counted them and found that they were all there, except that one head was missing.

This forest is not small, and the murderer's method of dumping the body made it difficult to predict where the head would be thrown.

Zhan Zhao had no choice but to send someone back to organize two hundred government servants to come over and search the mountain like a blanket.

As a result, the head was not found after searching from morning to afternoon.

…

In Kaifeng Mansion, Gongsun had put all the body parts together.

When Zhan Zhao returned to the Yamen, he went straight to the widow's room and asked Gongsun about the results of the autopsy.

"The man is about forty years old. There is only a corpse without any clothes." Gongsun pointed Zhan Zhao to look at the incisions on the corpse, "It should have been split with an axe. The bones were minced, and some places were chopped repeatedly.

"

Zhan Zhao frowned, "Why do you have to chop it repeatedly? Is there any deep hatred?"

"It may be that there is a grudge or the murderer is cruel by nature." Gongsun said, "but it is also possible that the murderer is not strong enough."

"Not strong enough?" Zhan Zhao touched his chin, "So the ax didn't cut off when I hit it, so I need to chop it off twice more?"

"Yes." Gongsun nodded and picked up a small plate next to him, "I found this thing in my pocket."

Zhan Zhao leaned over to take a look and saw a small section of red nail.

"Broken armor?" Zhan Zhao took the plate and looked at it carefully.

"I just asked Chen Xing'er to take a look at it. She said that these are water-dyed nails. This color is very popular recently. There is gold powder in the red. The broken half should not be in the flesh, so this person's nails are still there.

It's quite long. She said someone with nails this long might be a dancer."

"The dancer..." Zhan Zhao asked Gongsun, "Sir, do you think the murderer is a woman?"

"It's possible, or he was involved in dismemberment and dismemberment." Gongsun pointed to the four bags, "The body was divided into four bags without heads. After draining some of the blood, each bag only weighs about thirty kilograms.

"

"It's indeed not heavy, but it's not easy to throw the body into a tree." Zhan Zhao felt that if a woman who didn't even have the strength to chop up the body threw a body bag weighing thirty kilograms into a tree,

, it seems a little difficult.”

Gongsun also nodded, indeed the method of throwing the corpse was quite strange.

Zhan Zhao asked Gongsun if there was any clue to the identity of the deceased.

Gongsun shook his head in embarrassment, "Not even a mole was found on the body. The murderer was very careful in handling the body. Except for this nail, which may have been accidentally broken while carrying the body parts, there are really no other clues."

Zhan Zhao felt that it was a bit difficult to handle. How about checking if there was any missing middle-aged man first?

Gongsun also proposed to check for men around forty years old who had disappeared within three months.

Zhan Zhao ran to the lobby to find Mr. Liu, the master in charge of recording the case.

When Lao Liu heard this, he shook his head and said, probably not.

Sure enough, after carefully checking the files, there was indeed no report about the disappearance of the middle-aged man.

After all, Kaifeng is an imperial city, and there is an endless stream of merchants and travelers coming and going. If the missing person is a local, there may be relatives and friends who report the case. But if a passing person is missing, it will not be discovered for a while.

Zhan Zhao sighed and returned to Miaomiao Tower.

The yard was quite lively. Xiao Sizi and Zhao Pu were sitting at the table eating grapes. Not far away, Bai Yutang was teaching Wang Lin Qinggong.

Facts have proved that the Fifth Master will do whatever Tianzun tells him to do. This morning, the old man asked him to teach Wang Lin Qing Gong. When he came back to Bai Yutang just now, he was summoned by Wang Lin.

As soon as they heard that there was a "master class" available, Wang Lin's two brothers, Shen Mao and Nangong Qin, also came over. Together with Liangchen Meifang, who had finished practicing ball, a group of people were there to listen to the lessons.

Bai Yutang's Qinggong is very different from Zhan Zhao's.

Although Yan Zifei can be regarded as the most powerful light kung fu in the world, this thing is not something that ordinary people can learn and requires "exquisite bones".

This is not the case with Bai Yutang's Shadow Follower. This set of light skills is extremely effective in actual combat. Although it is not easy to learn well, Fifth Master teaches people to be serious and responsible. He is not like Tianzun, who just practices it once and is done.

It won't be you, little idiot...

But no matter how patient you are, you can't resist meeting a little idiot.

Wang Lin didn't know whether he followed his grandfather Yao Wang or had some problem with his understanding... He could learn other kung fu so quickly, but this Qing Kung Fu... everyone who came to take the class had learned it, but he couldn't.

This was the first time that Master Wu encountered this kind of situation. He wondered if he had not taught carefully and was still there to help Wang Lin analyze the problem...

Zhao Pu was eating grapes and shaking his head. Who said that Bai Laowu had a bad temper? He was really at a disadvantage if he had no expression.

Zhan Zhao walked into the yard, sat down next to the fourth son, and then lay down on the table.

The fourth son tilted his head and looked at Zhan Zhao, feeling that he was like a melted cat... so he peeled a grape and gave it to him to eat.

Zhan Zhao ate the grapes and sighed.

Bai Yutang looked in his direction.

Xiao Sizi poked Zhan Zhao, "Maomao, aren't you very good at Qinggong? Can you give Xiao Linzi some advice?"

Zhan Zhao looked over there for a while, stretched out his hand to hold his chin and checked, but felt that there was nothing wrong. This child was like a weight, the lower body was very stable, but he couldn't jump up...

Zhan Zhao shook his head at Bai Yutang - no one is perfect, and everyone has different talents. Just like if they can't learn to swim, Yao Wang may be lacking in his natural lightness skill.

Wang Lin is also autistic, squatting aside and feeling aggrieved.

The fifth master patted his shoulder to comfort him, but with a "goo" sound, a small four-legged snake came out of Wang Lin's collar and looked at the fifth master with its big eyes.

Bai Yutang took half a step back and froze on the spot.

Xiaoliangzi rubbed his hands with his sleeves, feeling very sorry for him because he was surrounded by his enemies!

Wang Lin hugged his little four-legged snake and squatted aside to continue to be autistic. Nangong Qin and Shen Mao comforted him, saying that there would always be a way, don't worry.

"correct……"

Zhan Zhao suddenly remembered that he might be able to ask Lin Yehuo about the red nails. Although he didn't know why he wanted to ask him, he always felt that Lin Yehuo should have researched all red things.

"Where is Lin Yehuo?" Zhan Zhao asked the fourth son.

Xiao Sizi said, "Xiao Linzi and Zou Zou went to the Bird Garden to build a dog shed."

"Oh..." Zhan Zhao reached for the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

At this time, Bai Yutang walked over to him and sat down.

The fifth master also sighed, what should he do if he can't teach him well? He can't deal with his master.

The fourth son was very curious and asked the three adults, "Well, Maomao Bai Bai Jiujiu, how did you learn Qing Gong when you were young?"

The three of them said in unison, "Just find a hole and throw it in..."

After saying that, the three of them looked at each other, and were speechless - Daqing is a teaching passed down from our ancestors.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Pu said to Bai Yutang, "I know where there are pits nearby..."

Fifth Master looked back at Wang Lin, and finally shook his head, "Forget it, if something happens... Brother Sihai and King Yao will have to fight for me."

Zhan Zhao also felt a little emotional, "So today's children are slow to learn kung fu, and they are still too pampered."

Bai Yutang and Zhao Pu both nodded in agreement.

The little fourth son made inferences by analogy and asked, "Did Zun Yin Yin and Yaoyao be thrown into a deeper pit before?"

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang both nodded. Zhao Pu thought it might not just be a pit, but a valley or mountain stream.

"Where was Yaoyao thrown into before?" The fourth child held his chin in curiosity, "Was he thrown into the ground?"

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang both laughed - it must have been thrown from the sky...
To be continued...