Shen Yinqiu listened to what Agent Li was saying and looked at his every word and action.
His upright face looked a little honest.
Because he was waiting for Mrs.
Right Prime Minister to come and identify the body, he had nothing to do.
Moreover, Agent Li spoke very quickly.
After listening to it for a while, Shen Yinqiu looked at Wan Qiyan and saw that he was listening very seriously and not perfunctorily.
Shen Yinqiu, who never let go of any clues, had no choice but to analyze what Agent Li said, but all he said was the identity of the victims, and there were no other clues about the murderer at all.
But think about it, every time a body is found, it is after the murderer dumped it.
After about half an hour, Wan Qiyan and Agent Li were still talking from time to time.
Finally, there was movement at the door.
Two government servants came in with a middle-aged man and a lady, followed by several servants.
Shen Yinqiu has met Mrs.
Lian, but now she looks a little unrecognizable.
She is so old and feels like she has aged dozens of years, and her complexion is also very bad.
The man who accompanied her put his arm around her shoulders to give her support.
He had an extraordinary bearing.
He should be the right minister.
When Wan Qiyan saw them coming in, he stretched out his hand to signal Agent Li to stop.
Agent Li also saw the high-ranking officials coming and stepped aside readily.
Shen Yinqiu felt that Wan Qiyan was very good at being a good person.
They pretended to be the disciples of the prince, but they were not looked down upon by the other agents compared to these high-ranking agents.
Agent Li didn't use any honorifics when he first arrived.
He said it directly, and when he stepped back, he bowed his hand to Wan Qiyan.
It was not respectful but at least it was respect.
Wan Qiyan glanced sideways at Shen Yinqiu, and Shen Yinqiu nodded and followed him to meet him.
"Young man, I have met your right prime minister."
Everyone saluted to your right prime minister.
The right minister just waved his hand silently and asked Wan Qiyan: "Lead the way, go and have a look."
No matter who you go to see, you will understand.
Shen Yinqiu felt that his throat was a little sore after saying this, and Mrs.
Lian started to cry.
She did not dare to cry because of the presence of outsiders, so she could only wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.
This scene is sad to watch.
Wan Qiyan led them directly to the outside of the morgue without any courtesy.
Wu Zuo was already waiting at the door.
When he saw the right minister, he bent down and saluted.
Shen Yinqiu felt strange.
It wasn't because she was afraid that Mrs.
Lian wouldn't be able to see the scene that she asked her to identify some features on the corpse and now she let them in.
Then what was she doing specifically studying corpses?
Wu Zuo opened the door and invited them in.
Wu Zuo was in front, and the right minister and his wife were behind.
The smell as soon as she opened the door took Shen Yinqiu's breath away.
It was probably the first time for the Right Prime Minister and the Right Prime Minister's wife to smell it.
One cried and covered his nose with a handkerchief, and the other frowned.
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Wu Zuo came to the corpse and lifted the white cloth.
In an instant, the right minister's wife screamed and fell into the right minister's arms, almost half fainting.
The right minister probably didn't want to stay here any longer, so he went out with his wife in his arms.
Shen Yinqiu now knew his role.
It turned out that he had to scare the other party before he appeared.
The door of the morgue was closed again, and both the Right Prime Minister and his wife were invited to the main hall to rest.
It took a quarter of an hour for the Right Prime Minister's wife to relax from the Right Minister's shoulders and burst into tears without holding back any longer.
Of course, no one would laugh at her at this time.
Wan Qiyan said: "Madam, please don't be too sad.
The body has not been identified yet.
Maybe you are a valuable daughter."
"There has been no news about other missing women in Beijing recently.
Only my poor Xin'er has not been found yet.
It's all because of the disaster star of Shen Mansion.
Anyone who has anything to do with her will not end well for my poor daughter."
Mrs.
Right Prime Minister urgently needs to transfer her anger to others, so that she will feel better.
However, Shen Yinqiu was present, and Wan Qiyan's face turned cold, but he didn't show it at all.
All he said was that he patted Shen Yinqiu on the shoulder and said, "Take the right prime minister's wife to the side pavilion to talk."
Shen Yinqiu blinked at him innocently, and Wan Qiyan smiled faintly.
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Shen Yinqiu would have wanted to continue teasing him.
When he heard the cry of the Right Prime Minister's wife, he could only restrain his expression and lower his head to ask her to move. .
The wife of the right prime minister glanced at the right prime minister, and after getting the jaw head, she led the maid and the boy down.
Shen Yinqiu was now a servant, and in order not to expose himself, he deliberately lowered his voice, but it still appeared soft.
Thinking of her small body, everyone who heard her spoke already assumed that she was a eunuch.
Shen Yinqiu understood the looks they were giving him, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice quickly.
It was better to be a eunuch than to find out he was a man.
The right minister's wife still looked very grief-stricken.
She sat down with the support of her personal maid and held her forehead with her hands.
She was really very haggard.
I heard that Lian Xinyi listened to her mother very much, and her mother was very strict with her and had many rules.
She was not always very gentle with her.
I didn't expect that Lian Xinyi's accident would cause such serious harm to her.
I have met people who loved their daughters very much before, but when the family was in decline, they would send their daughters into a pit of fire without blinking an eye in order to climb into power.
Shen Yinqiu tried his best to talk to her in a gentle tone.
At this time, unless Lian Xinyi appeared in front of them intact, it would be useless to try to persuade Mrs.
Right Prime Minister.
After confirming it again, I don’t know what words to use to comfort me.
"Madam, please listen to me.
Does Miss Lian have any birthmarks on her body?"
Shen Yinqiu asked her softly.
After the other party heard this, another tear appeared in the corner of her eye.
She wiped it with her handkerchief, opened her eyes and grabbed Shen Yinqiu's arm.
She asked, "There is no birthmark on the left abdomen of that corpse, right?
It's light red.
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There is one."
It’s about the size of a thumb, there’s no right or wrong.”
She was very emotional.
Shen Yinqiu's hand was painful from her nails, but he had to tell her cruelly: "Madam, the skin on the front has been peeled off, and the birthmark is not visible."
The right minister's wife was stagnant for a while, and then began to sob softly.
Tears were streaming down her face, and her eyes were so red.
If she sheds more tears, would she go blind?
Shen Yinqiu took the opportunity to break free from the tightly grasped wrist and thought.
After she got over her excitement, Shen Yinqiu continued to ask: "Miss Lian probably didn't wear any red string on her ankles."
"Red Rope" A glimmer of hope rose in the eyes of Mrs.
Right Prime Minister, "My daughter doesn't wear anything at her feet except for some jewelry on her hands and neck."
She said and asked the maids around her frequently to confirm, "Are you right?
, Miss never wears accessories on her ankles, right?"
"Yes, yes, the day the young lady was kidnapped, because she planned to rest, she had already taken off her jewelry, and she didn't like to wear jewelry on her feet."
Under the master's questioning, these maids quickly said no.
However, one piece of information was provided.
It was when Lian Xinyi was taken away that she was going to bed, so most of the jewelry would be taken off.
Shen Yinqiu was still thinking about some of the traces she had observed before and asked about the circumstances under which the work was formed, so she already had a rough idea of it.
Not only did Xinyi not look like a girl from an ordinary family, but the hands that had soaked the body didn't look like a peasant girl.
"Well, it's not my daughter, right?"
Seeing her silence, Mrs.
Right Prime Minister asked her anxiously for confirmation.
Even if my daughter is not safe, it is better than seeing a dead body.
Shen Yinqiu did not dare to make excuses, but only dared to say: "There is a half chance that it is not the case."
"What's the other half?
If you need to ask anything, just ask, and then you go find my daughter.
You have to find her quickly."
Faced with the eagerness of the Right Prime Minister's wife, Shen Yinqiu breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.
He had seen the other party crying before, and his mind was probably occupied by sadness.
Now he had some hope, and he could be more serious so that he could check the details.
"Madam, calm down.
Please carefully recall what marks there are on Miss Lian's body.
The scars must be on the back or arms."
Shen Yinqiu said earnestly.
Everyone in the Lian family is deep in thought.
Even as the right-hand wife of Lian Xinyi's mother, it is impossible for her daughter to be familiar with all aspects of the body when she is older, so most of them only rely on their childhood memories, but She also brought along the maid who was serving Lian Xinyi personally.
No one knew her master's body better than the person who served her closely.
But these people didn't even think about it even after thinking about a cup of tea.
Shen Yinqiu was a little dumbfounded as she stood, and sighed secretly: "You don't wear forehead jewelry on your feet, right?
Your hair is longer than your buttocks, there are no scars on your forehead, and there are no crescent scars on your fingers."
The right minister's wife listened blankly, recalling her daughter carefully, and then passed by Lian Xinyi's personal maid who was waiting for her.
She nodded sharply: "My lady has no bare feet.
Make sure she doesn't wear any jewelry.
Her hair is down and it does go past her hips.
There is no hair on her forehead." hurt Scars, my young lady likes to play the piano, she doesn’t even use needles and threads, and she protects her well without any scars.”
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After saying this, the maid herself began to get excited, “Madam, that one is not a young lady, really not a young lady, the young lady is still alive" Shen Yinqiu looked at them crying with joy.
They didn't know where they were, so they were happy too early, but she also prayed that Lian Xinyi would be fine.
However, if the person in the morgue is not Lian Xinyi, then who is it?
No one has reported a missing person these days.
What can be confirmed is that this body corresponds to the tenth victim.
Shen Yinqiu sent Mrs.
Youxiang, who was rarely smiling, back to the main hall.
As soon as Mr.
Youxiang saw Lian's expression, he knew the result.
He stood up and ordered in a superior tone: "We must find the true daughter as soon as possible."
Wan Qiyan bowed his hands slightly: "Of course, sir, don't worry."
"You have been searching for several days.
I really want the Prime Minister to rest assured and find it for me immediately."
At this time, anger appeared on his face.
Shen Yinqiu looked at Wan Qiyan, whose expression remained unchanged.
From the prince to such a villain, Transformation was something he could easily achieve.
After they left, Shen Yinqiu walked to Wan Qiyan and muttered to himself: "He can only lose his temper.
They obviously have people in the house, so what's the use of being angry with you."
Shen Yinqiu was just unhappy with the right prime minister's attitude, but since he held power, he could only say a few words secretly behind his back.
Wan Qiyan didn't seem to care.
Looking at her smart eyes, he felt that it was as if the disguise covered her true face, but this girl was still so attractive.
He touched her head and said, "Didn't you feel offended during the confirmation process with Mrs.
Right Prime Minister?"
Shen Yinqiu admired him so much that he still had time to worry about her.
She glanced at him and said firmly: "No":