The coroner and the concubine doctor pursue the murderer in the Dali Temple

Xiao Mubei said, "Among this group of people, there must be the so-called landlord of the coffin shop. This is an important clue."

"But this landlord is so cautious that he uses carrier pigeons to send messages. I wonder if Bai Yu and Hei Mu's Qing Gong... can catch up with the carrier pigeons?"

Upon hearing this, the Baiyu and Heimu on the tree lost their balance and fell down together. They all looked at Chu Yunxi with resentment, then flew up the tree again. "Princess, do you really think we have wings?"

We can do martial arts, but we can't fly!

Xiao Mubei received the resentful looks from his two subordinates, but pretended not to notice them and continued to discuss with Chu Yunxi, "If we can't catch up, how about luring the snake out of its hole?"

Chu Yunxi frowned, "Of course we can, but I'm afraid that our search of Lou San's house yesterday may have alerted them. I don't know if they will be on guard. If they don't commit crimes in the near future, then it will be difficult for us to catch them."

"Right."

As they were discussing, Li Jinghong hurried in and said, "Your Highness, there has been another suicide at the east gate of the city. The deceased is a young man in his twenties. He was walking normally, but suddenly he broke out into a run and crashed headfirst into the city wall. The soldiers guarding the gate tried to stop him but failed."

Chu Yunxi stood up suddenly and said, "Let's go and take a look."

There were already many people surrounding the east gate of the city. Although the soldiers blocked the scene in time, more and more people gathered, with three layers inside and three layers outside.

Chu Yunxi and Xiao Mubei finally squeezed in, revealed their identities and saw the dead person covered with a white cloth. The moment Chu Yunxi lifted the white cloth and saw the dead person, she was almost certain that this was also a drug addict.

Because this person's appearance was too similar to Lou San, he was emaciated, with sunken eye sockets, and even though his face was covered in blood, it could not hide his sallow complexion.

There was a big hole on his head and blood was all over the floor. Chu Yunxi gave him a rough check and found no other injuries on his body.

"Did you see him being hit to death with your own eyes?" Chu Yunxi asked the captain of the city gate beside her.

Seeing that King Dingbei had come personally, the captain naturally did not dare to slack off and said respectfully, "Yes, girl, many people saw it with their own eyes. He was walking just fine, but suddenly he ran very fast and crashed into the city wall. We realized something was wrong and wanted to stop him, but it was too late. By the time we came over, he was already dead."

"Do you know his identity?"

"I already know. It's Mr. Zhang from Yunshan Street. He has an old mother at home. I've sent someone to notify her."

Chu Yunxi's heart sank. The mother and son depended on each other for survival. The death of her only son must be a fatal blow to the old mother.

Sure enough, not long after, the messenger came back alone and told the captain, "When Mr. Zhang's mother heard that her son had died, she fainted and could not be woken up."

The captain looked at Xiao Mubei in embarrassment. Xiao Mubei hesitated for a moment and said, "Take the body back to the Dali Temple first."

The captain naturally had no objection. Li Jinghong was directing the people from the Dali Temple to carry the body away when Chu Yunxi suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"

Li Jinghong hurriedly asked people to leave. Xiao Mubei didn't understand what Chu Yunxi meant. Chu Yunxi whispered in his ear, "Aren't you trying to lure the snake out of its hole?"

Yes, isn’t this a ready-made bait?

Chu Yunxi and Xiao Mubei whispered again, and Xiao Mubei said loudly: "Go to Zhang's house again to invite the family members."

This time, it was people from the Dali Temple who went. The people watching outside were all talking about Zhang's mother fainting. Some were sighing and some were waiting to see the excitement.

After a while, a tall man came back with the constable, shouting as he walked, "Everyone make way, I am the deceased's cousin, please make way."

As soon as he squeezed in, he howled loudly, "Ah Sheng, why are you so miserable? What are you worried about? ..."

Chu Yunxi turned her head away with a look of utter misery on her face, "Senior Brother, the show is over."

After howling for a while, Wen Rulan raised his head. There was not a single tear on his face, but he still sobbed and said, "Sir, could you please take my cousin to the carriage over there? I want to take him home."

The brothers from the Dali Temple naturally felt obliged to do their part. They evacuated the crowd, carried people, and gained some favor in the process.

Many people say, "The Dali Temple is quite humane."

"People from the Dali Temple aren't that difficult to talk to."

"The detectives at the Dali Temple are pretty good. They are willing to help and are friendly when they need to help."

A group of friendly detectives helped a cousin with exaggerated acting skills to send the person back to Zhang's home. Zhang's mother was still unconscious. Chu Yunxi took her pulse and listened to her heart and lung function. She shook her head and said, "She was too shocked and too old. Her heart and lungs are damaged. I'm afraid she won't wake up in a short time."

The only family member could not wake up and the body could not be kept for long, so the "cousin" had to take on the heavy responsibility and began to arrange Zhang Xiucai's funeral.

The people from the Dali Temple returned the body and left. Wen Rulan ordered a coffin and hired someone to set up the mourning hall. Of course, all these expenses were charged to the Dali Temple. Who asked the Dali Temple to use people as bait? Naturally, they had to help with the funeral.

Everything was arranged properly. Mr. Zhang was also put into the coffin and the lid was closed. Wen Rulan, the cousin, could finally take a break. He said to himself, "I haven't told my wife yet. I better go back."

They left as soon as they said they would, and soon all that was left in Zhang's residence was an empty mourning hall and Zhang's unconscious mother.

Of course, Wen Rulan soon appeared on a big tree with lush branches and leaves in the yard. Even if he closed his eyes, the sound of a leaf falling in the yard could not escape his ears.

The night passed quickly.

When the first trace of dawn appeared in the sky, Chu Yunxi barely kept her eyes open and appeared in Xiao Mubei's study.

"How is it, any news?"

Xiao Mubei looked up from the file and said, "No, nothing happened last night."

"Could it be that the murderer really has noticed something?" Chu Yunxi sat with her chin in her hand, her face full of disappointment.

"It's possible that after last night, the murderer would not dig out Mr. Zhang's heart again?"

Chu Yunxi nodded. "From the previous corpses whose hearts were dug out, they were all dug out on the day of death, basically no more than six hours ago. If it's more than a day, the heart should not be of much use."

Xiao Mubei said: "It seems that the murderer may have noticed something and become alert, so he will not take action for the time being."

"not necessarily."

Wen Rulan's voice came from outside the door, and then someone else came in. Chu Yunxi asked in surprise, "Brother, did you make any new discoveries?"

"Not really," Wen Rulan sat down and poured herself a cup of tea without hesitation and drank it all. "Have you ever seen drug dealers stop because their place was shut down?"