The sky was gloomy and the air was filled with dampness.

Compared with the clear blue sky a few days ago, today's Qingyu County is completely shrouded in a layer of bleakness, as if a heavy rain is approaching...

On the mountain path, a team of more than 20 people was slowly moving forward.

Gao Yuanchun, who has been staying in the county government office for many years, rarely walks such a long mountain road. He often wipes the sweat from his neck, panting, and regrets coming with him.

Looking at Chen Mu who was frowning and thinking beside him, Gao Yuanchun asked, "Are you sure it works?"

"Unsure, but 80% speculation."

Chen Mu smiled and said, "After Liu Xiangjun's death, Xue Caiqing cast a human Bodhisattva in the temple to worship, which shows how deep the sisters' relationship is, most of them are guilty.

So when Liu Xiangjun was buried, Xue Caiqing would definitely leave something in the coffin. What would it be in the opinion of the adults?"

Gao Yuanchun thought for a while and said, "It will leave behind what Liu Xiangjun is most nostalgic for during his lifetime."

"That's right!"

Chen Mu's eyes flashed, "Although Liu Xiangjun was betrayed by her lover, she still loved this person very much. So if it were me, I would leave the token of love about them or the things about love about them in the coffin to accompany her."

"Second!" Hearing this dissection, Gao Yuanchun's eyes shone and he patted Chen Mu on the shoulder, "You kid is really amazing."

"It's better to cultivate it by adults." Chen Mu flattered every day.

Gao Yuanchun laughed and his eyes fell on Li Qianhu, his face darkened again: "He really wanted to catch you in the yamen before."

"I know, so I can only tell the case."

Chen Mu was helpless.

Li Qianhu's reaction gave him a sense of crisis.

There must be news from the capital, making him feel confident. If the case is not solved, he may be arrested by this guy.

Originally, Chen Mu planned to draw the most important information from Xue Caiqing.

After all, he was just a guess about the lover, which was not 100% certain, and there were always some doubts that could not be solved.

Unfortunately, Xue Caiqing's strong counterattack blocked his regular investigation.

Only a worst-case scenario can be taken.

After all, digging people’s graves is too unauthentic.

Soon, the group passed through several sparse woods and came to a relatively secluded hill.

Liu Xiangjun's tomb is next to a giant tree with twisted branches and intertwined.

The tombstone stands horizontally and is shrouded in green shade.

Chen Mu first carefully observed the grave and the surrounding situation. After roughly knowing it, he signaled the constables to dig the grave.

"Taiwan, it's probably going to rain soon this day."

Zhang Awei leaned over to Chen Mu, looked up at the sky and said, "It doesn't feel auspicious to dig a grave on rainy days."

Chen Mu looked into the distance, but saw black clouds rolling around.

It seems that the world will be swallowed up in the next second.

"It depends on luck."

Chen Mu pulled out a dog tail grass and held it in his mouth, and said lightly, "I don't believe that I can even cheat the zombie."

Li Qianhu also noticed the rain seemed to be coming, and scolded, "Everyone is quicker, have you all eaten one by one? Hurry up!"

Unfortunately, the digging is fast, and the rain comes even faster.

The faint thunder rolled from far to near. Soon, raindrops fell down like tears from a woman's broken line, hitting the leaves and making a "pa" sound.

Looking at the dark clouds stacked above his head, Chen Mu's heart suddenly became irritated by ominousness and became inexplicably irritated.

Is there something wrong with one link?

Chen Mu frowned.

As the coffin was exposed little by little, the raindrops that had been made from dots finally became larger and intertwined obliquely, as if washing away the dirty dust on the coffin.

"Open the coffin!"

Li Qianhu issued an order.

The four detectives jumped out of the pit, took out the tools they had prepared, and began to pry the nailed coffin.

Listening to the chisel thud, Chen Mu's heart also jumped up.

wrong!

Something must be wrong!

"Wait first!"

Chen Mu suddenly called the person who opened the coffin.

Li Qianhu looked at him dissatisfiedly: "So what's wrong!"

"Let me think about it first."

While patting his head, Chen Mu walked back and forth by the grave, stuffing all the cases about Liu Xiangjun into his mind and conducting a detailed analysis.

Poetry Conference Case.

Ju Chunlou tragedy.

Mu Xianger's case.

The case of Hanwu Temple.

The case of Princess Lu Wuyi.

Sharp, Chen Mu realized that he seemed to have overlooked a point, but he couldn't remember what it was.

The rain is getting more and more rapid.

The misty curtain floated down from the sky, like silk threads, and mist became a piece.

"Damn, what are you talking about? Open the coffin!"

Li Qianhu didn't want to stay in the pouring rain. Seeing that Chen Mu didn't say anything for a long time, he simply ordered it directly.

Chen Mu wanted to stop him, but looked at Li Qianhu's cold eyes and could only give up.

"What is it! What is it! Think about it!"

Chen Mu patted his head hard.

He remembered the conversation with Xue Caiqing in the carriage, he remembered the process of Lu Wuyi's statement of his escape, he remembered the intensive transcripts, and he remembered some information that Mu Xianger left in the letter before leaving...

"squeak--"

The sound of the coffin lid being forced to be pried up echoed clearly in the green fields in the mountains.

At the same time, a thunderbolt exploded in his head, and a silver snake-like lightning flashed through the thick gray-black clouds, illuminating the originally dark sky.

The sky is filled with dark clouds, and lightning is thunder and lightning.

Immediately afterwards, the heavy rain poured down with crackling sounds, and the broken branches flew through the sky.

The yamen and the guards present were all shocked by the cold weather, and they were like heavy rain on their bodies, and their intuition was full of bone-cold.

"Open it for me!"

Li Qianhu wiped the rain from his face and roared angrily.

The yamen runner who came to his senses shouted and lifted the lid of the coffin together. After seeing the corpse inside, everyone covered their mouths and noses. Some timid people avoided their heads and did not look directly.

Chen Mu had no reaction. He stared at the corpse carefully. Although it was corrupt, he could still identify it as a woman. Chen Mu was also sure that it was Liu Xiangjun lying in the coffin.

"What are you still standing there? Find me!" Li Qianhu shouted.

The four yamen runners could only pinch their noses and endured the strong vomiting to search in the coffin. Soon a detective raised a scroll and shouted, "There is a painting here!"

"Give it to me!"

Li Qianhu looked happy and took the scroll thrown up.

Seeing this scroll, Chen Mu felt relieved and knew that his speculation was correct. This scroll must have been left by Xue Caiqing, and judging from the tomb and scroll, it was obviously the corpse was placed when it was buried.

"Now let's see who that lover is, is it the same as I guess."

Chen Mu murmured.

Li Qianhu opened the scroll that was infected by the bones and was somewhat old, and everyone surrounded him and walked forward.

When everyone saw the content in the painting, their expressions were stunned at first, then became strange and looked at each other.

"This is impossible!" Yun Zhiyue covered her mouth.

Chen Mu felt something was wrong and stepped forward.

A ray of white light flashed through the sky, illuminating the person in the picture - wearing a bad suit, hanging a token on his waist, holding an iron ruler, with a handsome appearance. Although it is slightly different from a real person, it can still be recognized that the man in the picture is Chen Mu!

The person who signed the letter - Liu Xiangjun!
To be continued...