C4

The environment of the memorial hall wasn't bad, but there were very few people who came. After all, this was a place where the dead stayed, and ordinary people would feel unlucky, not to mention the fact that the death of the memorial hall was unnatural.

Especially after the tragedy that happened yesterday, the commoners did not even dare to approach him anymore.

Logically speaking, the memorial hall should be extremely quiet. However, Tang Ming and Luo Ling could hear miserable wails from afar.

After confirming the identity of the deceased, we will go outside of that area early in the morning. Right now, we are in the middle of a commotion, saying that we need to see the corpse, that we need to see the dead, that we need to see the dead, that we are the only son of someone other than that area. Lin Hao awkwardly explained, "But, what technique is that? How can we allow Steward He to see our child?"

As Lin Hao spoke, he brought the two of them to the front gate of the memorial hall. A 60-odd old man was crying and gasping for breath, his hands trembling as he bitterly begged the guard guarding the gate.

"The last time I saw him, he looked to be just over fifty. I didn't expect him to age ten years in one night." Lin Hao couldn't bear to turn his head away.

Tang Ming looked at the white-haired and slightly fat Member He and was speechless for a moment.

This man has a good temper. He has done a lot of good deeds since he was born. Almost all the people in the town have received favor from him. Although his son's actions are shameful and have ruined his reputation as a servant, it is still admirable." As Lin Hao spoke, he couldn't help but sigh, "What skill did one have to be an heir at such a young age to think of giving away a white-haired man to a black-haired man?

Luo Ling nodded his head: "That is truly pitiful."

Tang Ming disagreed, "It's not pitiful, but it's not up to us to decide."

"Hey, hey, hey! Senior Brother, you're too cold-blooded. Aren't you pitiful besides Captain He?" Luo Ling put his hand on Tang Ming's shoulder and shouted loudly. Tang Ming glared at Luo Ling.

"Be quiet, or else I won't mind igniting your acupoints again, allowing you to stay in the inn without moving for the rest of the day." Tang Ming's smiling expression immediately caused Luo Ling to tremble, no longer causing a ruckus.

"Head!" When the guard saw Lin Hao, he felt as if he had finally escaped from a sea of suffering.

When Captain He heard the guard's voice and saw Lin Hao, he immediately came over and said with his hands clasped together, "Constable Lin, I beg of you, please let me see my child. I promise you, I won't do anything, I just want to see my son."

Lin Hao gritted his teeth as he looked at the smiling guard.

"Constable Lin, quick! The old man is begging you! Please!"

When Luo Ling saw that the 60-year-old Official He was begging for his child, he couldn't help but ask, "Um, is it okay if he meets you?"

After hearing Luo Ling's words, Tang Ming did not deny it. Instead, he turned to Lin Hao and asked: "Can we enter now?"

In fact, Tang Ming understood that Luo Ling's words were a bit too much. Logically speaking, during a case, the corpse could not be shown to outsiders, not to mention the fact that he was an old man.

In terms of emotion and logic, these were not good choices. It was just that Tang Ming's words implicitly expressed his support for his junior brother Luo Ling.

Tang Ming also had his own thoughts. Firstly, he wanted his innocent junior brother to grow. Secondly, Steward He's attitude didn't give up until he saw his child. It wouldn't be a problem for Steward He to see his dead brother for a bit.

Lin Hao looked at Sir He with a troubled expression. He gritted his teeth and said, "Other than Sir He, let's talk first. I'll let you go in and take a look at your son, but you have to be mentally prepared. Your son's body …" "Not good."

"Good, good, good!" "Thank you, young master. Thank you so much."

Luo Ling embarrassedly scratched his head while Tang Ming coldly snorted. Seeing that the situation wasn't looking good, Lin Hao quickly said: "Young Hero Tang, Young Hero Luo, please."

Tang Ming nodded. "Sorry for the trouble."

The room where the remains were placed was not big, nor was there any unpleasant smell. Tang Ming, who was a martial arts practitioner, had sharp eyes and could tell from afar that his limbs had been sewn with needle and thread. As for the surface, it was concave and bulging.

When he thought of this, Tang Ming felt that his stomach wasn't feeling well again.

"Ah!" Before the three of them could react, he had already pounced on them.

"Don't!" Lin Hao quickly stretched out his hand, but he didn't even manage to grab a corner of Steward He's clothes. Tang Ming, who was closest to Steward He, turned a blind eye to it and pounced on him.

Although Einherjar Wannabe wasn't very fat, he pounced on her entirely. What technique could possibly be hidden inside the rotten flesh of his skin? When Einherjar Wannabe saw this, he trembled uncontrollably, "This …" "This …"

After half a day, he still could not say anything. Instead, his eyes rolled back as he fainted.

All of a sudden, the originally quiet room turned into a mess. Tang Ming glanced at Luo Ling and said, "Good intentions in doing bad things."

Luo Ling shrunk back in fear. "I …"

"Stay by the side and don't cause any trouble. Otherwise, I'll send you back to the sect right now." Tang Ming's tone was full of meaning: "It's impossible for my sect to protect you for the rest of your life. You should grow up, Junior Brother."

While speaking, the several guards finally sent Captain He out. Only then did Tang Ming have the time to examine the corpse.

"Young Hero Tang, did you find anything?" Lin Hao cautiously asked.

"According to the books left behind by my predecessors, this... Young Master He should have taken the Worryfree Water six hours before the waiter bumped into the corpse. " Tang Ming carefully moved the corpse as he said, "We heard the sound at the hour of the morning, so the murderer must have done it at the hour of the day."

"Worryfree water?" Puzzled, Lin Hao asked, "Why would this poison appear?"

"It's not convenient for me to explain. I can only promise Constable Lin that the Worryfree Water won't appear in large amounts in front of ordinary people. Please rest assured Constable Lin." When Tang Ming explained, he found that the black tattoo on his neck, because it was located at a broken part of his neck, was hard to discover. Tang Ming frowned, "Constable Lin, this Young Master He has been tortured by Mo?"

"How could this be? We can't even see him in person. When facing this Young Master He, everyone will more or less give him some face and turn a blind eye." Lin Hao squatted down, and when he saw the tattoo on He Yao's neck that he could vaguely make out, his eye sockets shrunk.

"What did the waiter say?" Tang Ming stood up and wiped his hands with a cloth.

Tang Ming remembered that when the corpse was found, there were a few wooden sticks by the corpse's side, which should have been used to support the corpse. Tang Ming wanted this corpse, but Lin Hao naturally wanted it too, so he wanted it too. He even scolded the waiter for being crafty, and the oil on the floor was not wiped clean? "

"Yes." Lin Hao didn't understand why Tang Ming would ask this.

"The place where the constable fell is where I saw the waiter fall. Is it the same place?" Tang Ming thought for a moment, "Perhaps, that oil was intentionally smeared by the killer, and that path is the only path that leads to the storage room. The waiter has to go clean every day at noon, so the killer should know about this inn, or at least know that the waiter will go to the storage room to get the tools."

Lin Hao's eyes lit up as he praised, "You're worthy of being a Cloud Sky Sect disciple. To be able to find such a small clue."

"Constable Lin, you're flattering me." Tang Ming smiled humbly and said, "Please go and check if this Young Master He was taken into the inn by himself, when he was still young, or when he was unconscious and brought into the inn."

Before Lin Hao could respond, Luo Ling, who had been silent all this while, spoke up: "That night, I heard something. I thought it was the waiter, so I didn't mind."

Luo Ling embarrassedly scratched his head, "Isn't that the case? Senior Brother had been practicing all night and I was bored, so I ran over to Senior Brother's room to be a gentleman? Not long after, someone started to move outside. Senior Brother probably did not notice. "

Tang Ming quickly asked, "Maybe we can distinguish his gender, weight, and height from his footsteps?"

Luo Ling was dumbfounded. After a long while, he opened his mouth and asked, "Who …" Who would pay attention to that? "

Tang Ming immediately showed his disdain on his face, "What's the use of having you?"

In just one sentence, he had succeeded in causing Luo Ling to become speechless. Tang Ming continued to chat with Lin Hao without a care in the world: "This person still needs constable Lin to quickly inquire about him."

Lin Hao habitually ignored Luo Ling: "Of course."

"By the way, could I trouble you to bring my junior brother with you, Constable Lin?" Tang Ming looked at Luo Ling with a smile that wasn't a smile: "We have to find him something to do in case he jumps around all day."