As soon as dawn was dawn, the sound of carriages and horses came from outside Qi Mansion.

The one who came was also Xuan Qingwei, who came from Licheng, who came to get money.

If Shen Hao did not come forward, Wang Jian would naturally handle everything.

He brought a chair and Shen Hao sat in the atrium where the main entrance of Qi Mansion entered, with a small table next to it, with a teapot and a teacup on it. In front of him was the dismantled Jingguan, sixty-one heads neatly placed on the ground.

"Suck..." After taking a sip of tea, Shen Hao sat without saying a word, as if calm.

As noon approached, Wang Jian came to hand in the office.

"Xiaoqi, the 750,000 taels of silver have been packed, and there is no difference. The remaining 250,000 taels have been put into our own private accounts. After this matter is settled, we can go back and distribute it to the brothers according to the rules."

"Well, is the news from the yamen back?"

"I'm back, I'm about to tell you."

"Um."

Wang Jian pondered his words for a moment, and then said, "According to the records in the yamen, Wuyang City has reported two missing cases in the past two months. One of them has been found, and the other has no news yet."

"Only two?"

"Yes. There are detailed records for every case reported in the yamen. There are indeed only two cases in the past two months."

Shen Hao put down the teacup, but things were not as he expected, which made him a little confused. After a moment, he asked, "Where are those portraits of the Qi family?"

"I have already obtained all of them. I found three acquaintances who have contact with the Qi family and described them in cross-descriptions."

Wang Jian waved, took a thick stack of portraits from a strong man next to him, and then presented them to Shen Hao with his regular hands.

Shen Hao took the portraits one by one and looked at them very carefully. Each portrait would be compared with the heads not far in front of him.

"Qi Wen, Yes, it's up to...Qi Hengwen, Qi Hengzhi, it's up to..."

"Qi Hengbing...no."

"Qi Wenyuan...no."

"Xiao Chongliu...no."

Three of the sixty-one portraits were found without a similar head match.

In fact, it is not completely clueless. Although these three people cannot match the heads of Qi Wenyuan, Qi Hengbing, and Xiao Chongliu, they are not able to match the heads of the sixty-one heads on the ground, they are also three of them that are beyond recognition.

"Xiaoqi, these three heads should not match these three people." Wang Jian judged from the side.

But Shen Hao did not speak up, put down his portrait without saying a word, and then took another written information about Qi's family and read it carefully.

Qi Wenyuan, 67 years old this year, is the head of the Qi family.

Qi Hengbing, forty-one years old this year, is the only son of Qi Wenyuan. He actually manages all the business of the main house. He once had a son and a daughter, but they all died early.

Xiao Chongliu, Qijia Butler, is fifty years old this year, manages Qijia Accounting and Warehouse, and is single.

When the coroner asked people to clean up the fragments of Qi Mansion today, he had detailed investigation records of all heads, especially these three heads that were not visible. Shen Hao had seen the information before. The age of Qi Wenyuan and the other three heads was probably comparable to these three heads that were beyond recognition.

But Shen Hao has his own ideas.

He didn't bother me to be dirty, so he picked up the three unrecognizable heads, held them in front of him and looked carefully, and even pried open the mouth of the head and looked at his mouth.

Wang Jian was surprised. He hadn't seen his own little flag take a case so seriously for a long time.

After a long time, Shen Hao put three heads on the small table next to his hand, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said, "This is not Qi Wenyuan and the others' heads."

"Ah? No!" Wang Jian jumped up in shock when he heard this. He didn't understand why these three heads were not Qi Wenyuan and the other two?

"Look at their teeth." Shen Hao pointed to the three heads on the small table and asked Wang Jian to pry them open by himself, giving Wang Jian some advice.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jian hurriedly came to the table, grabbed a head, and pried open his mouth and looked in as he said.

I heard Shen Hao speak on the side: "Look at their teeth, especially the back groove, are they seriously worn?"

"Hmm? Yes, it's serious."

"The Qi family is a wealthy family, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are rich. And it can be traced back to more than a hundred years ago. Which of these generations is not a good family? Even when they are old, they should not experience such serious wear and tear. I wonder if you have ever seen ordinary old people in the countryside. Their teeth look like this. This is caused by long-term chewing of brown rice and coarse grains."

When Wang Jian heard these words, he verified them one by one in his heart and found that what Shen Hao said was indeed true, but such details were easily overlooked.

"Xiaoqi, you are so amazing. You can think of such details. I admire you! But... if these three heads were not Qi Wenyuan and the other three? Where are the real Qi Wenyuan, Qi Hengbing, and Xiao Chongliu? Are they not dead?"

A series of questions immediately emerged in Wang Jian's mind, causing him a little brain pain. He has never been very good at dealing with such strange cases.

Shen Hao waved his hand and stroked the three heads on the small table to the ground. He looked at the heads like a melon, and smiled and said, "Not only that, you also heard the coroner say last night that there were about three of the fragmented corpses, and that the death time was earlier than the other corpses, and these three heads were also parts of the three.

That's why I asked you to arrange someone to go to the yamen to check the people who have recently disappeared in Wuyang City."

"What do you mean is... these three dead bodies were not only not the Qi family, but were deliberately killed and stuffed into the Qi family?"

"right."

"But, but why do you do this? Who did it?"

"I don't know. But it should be related to Qi Wenyuan, the three people who live and die but cannot see the corpse. So next you need to continue digging deeper into the Qi family's background and pay special attention to the matters related to Qi Wenyuan and the other two. This matter is very troublesome, but there are no other clues for the time being. Let me tell you not to be careless if you work hard."

"Yes, Xiaoqi, I will arrange it immediately. Even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will have to figure out the details of the Qi family!" Wang Jian patted his chest and promised.

After Shen Hao said that, he got up from the chair and walked out of the door.

"Xiaoqi, where are you going?"

"I don't know, just go around and sort out my thoughts."

"Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No, hurry up and do your business."

......

Shen Hao left Qi Mansion, and then chose a direction casually to wander slowly along the main street. Whenever the case was broken, he would walk around and let go of his mind. Maybe he would have a new idea in the next second?

Now the clue is broken on the head.

Three people who are beyond recognition are not members of the Qi family, so who are they?

Why would anyone get three irrelevant people to kill and make up the numbers?

Are these three people, Qi Wenyuan, Qi Hengbing, and Xiao Chongliu dead?

And why are the blood of those people who should have shed so much? Where have they gone?
Chapter completed!