When the book-traveling little detective meets the two-faced prince

After pointing, Lin Lezhi took his hand away.

"The person who committed this crime in Huaifeng Village could be a thief, or a murderer who was motivated by money, or even someone who had committed other crimes. County Magistrate Chang was not an eyewitness of the incident, Wu..."

When it came to saying Wu Sanshan's name, Lin Lezhi was obviously hesitant. After looking at Qiao Ying beside him, he changed his words and said, "Mr. Wu had already left Huaifeng Village a long time ago. Why could Magistrate Chang write in the letter so confidently that the thieves back then were a group of tomb robbers?"

When it comes to the word "tomb robbery", Lin Lezhi's tone becomes noticeably heavier.

"In other words, since Magistrate Chang is so sure, he must have found some clues to confirm the identities of these three people."

After saying that, Lin Lezhi looked at He Yu and shouted, "Brother He, please lend me your knife."

Hearing Lin Lezhi asking him to borrow a knife, He Yu drew the sword from his waist without hesitation, took a few quick steps and handed it to Lin Lezhi.

"Thank you."

Lin Lezhi rolled up his sleeves and took the knife handed to him by He Yu. The smoke-cloud scar that belonged to Jiang Lian'an was once again revealed to everyone.

This scar seems to carry some kind of magical spell.

Once it appears, it can lock people's attention and make people unable to look away for a while.

It seems that this scar is more mysterious than the complicated case in front of us, making people want to explore the secrets hidden behind the smoke and cloud pattern.

Lin Lezhi, who has been living with this scar day and night for nearly four months, has already looked at this scar countless times in private and has imagined countless possibilities in his mind.

Therefore, I have long been accustomed to this scar.

So, compared to others, I don’t seem to care so much about it.

After admitting that he was Jiang Lian'an, it was only natural for him to roll up his sleeves and get to work. Lin Lezhi was more focused on the case at the moment, his eyes fixed on the charred corpse on the ground.

Lin Lezhi squatted down in front of the charred corpse with a long knife in his hand. After putting the suicide note aside for the time being, he picked up a leaf from the grass next to him and placed it between the back of the charred corpse's hand and his own hand.

Everyone present didn’t know what Lin Lezhi was going to do, but just looking at the scene was terrifying and shocking.

Lin Lezhi frowned and looked focused. In front of everyone, he carefully used a knife to scrape off the burnt flesh on the corpse's arm.

For Lin Lezhi, who had never really practiced this, this was a delicate job. He held his breath and concentrated, his expression a little tense, with a solemn and uncertain look between his brows. The hand holding the handle of the knife was trembling slightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

After about half an incense stick of time, the flesh on the charred corpse's right arm was almost removed, revealing a part of the radius and ulna below the wrist.

At the same time, Lin Lezhi also quietly let out a long sigh. His expression was not as tense and solemn as before. He seemed to be relieved, and his frown relaxed.

After adjusting his mood, Lin Lezhi closed his eyes briefly. When he opened them again, there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

"Everyone, please take a look."

As he spoke, Lin Lezhi stood up, picked up the charred corpse's hand through the leaves, and lifted up the right severed arm. Since there was still flesh attached to the bones, he was able to lift up half of the severed arm.

But it looked a bit forced, and the rotten flesh connected to it seemed like it would break at any time.

There were several irregular scratches on the exposed radius and bones of the charred corpse.