space player

Chapter 103

If the female ugly really doesn't want to go back to the Heavenly Court, then it's not impossible to let her go, but there must be a solution. Now that she refuses to say it, Zhao Chengping has nothing to do with her, so let's put it on hold.

After putting away the roster of gods, Zhao Chengping suddenly remembered those Japanese dramas about passionate teachers. The students he had replaced back then were now replaced by teachers.

My dream back then was: It would be great if I had such a teacher.

The dream now is: I hope these gods and uncles can be like the students in Japanese TV dramas, as long as they just pour a few words of chicken soup, they can wake up, quickly accumulate merits, and go back to where they should go.

There were a lot of things in his head, the pressure in his head showed signs of increase, and his whole head was swollen. Zhao Chengping got up and walked to the yard.

Even though it is the middle of winter, the yard is still full of flowers and plants, with red plum blossoms and honeysuckle green. There is no such thing as winter's bleakness.After all, it is a place where flower fairies gather. Although they cannot make the flowers bloom against the clock, they have also found many seasonal flowers and plants to decorate their lives.

Standing under the plum blossom tree, bursts of dark fragrance linger all over the body, and it is rare to steal half a day of leisure.

It's a pity that soon, the voice of the Barefoot Immortal broke his tranquility:

"Master, the young master and miss of the Luo family have come to see you."

This place was told by Zhao Chengping to Luo Xinyuan. Ever since he knew that Luo Xinyuan was a reborn person, Zhao Chengping felt that there might be something between them, and he didn't want others to know, especially in the Zhao family, no one knew who was thinking. Somewhere, maybe the walls have ears.

It's more convenient to talk about things here than at home.

Zhao Chengping turned around, and there were two brothers and sisters of the Luo family standing side by side in the corridor. Luo Xinyuan was fine, but Luo Sifang's appearance was not normal. heart.

This look is very familiar, just like those female classmates and colleagues who used to watch idol dramas, howling to give birth to monkeys for the male god in their hearts, and wanting to lick the screen.

If it's about the production of wine jars, it's enough for Luo Xinyuan to come alone. What will Luo Sifang do?
Zhao Chengping suppressed the question in his heart, and walked from under the tree: "Hey, what kind of wind brought you two here today?"

He looked at Luo Xinyuan: "Did something happen in the kiln?"

"Yes, the person who died in the town today was an old kiln worker I invited from a neighboring town. He said he had left early. I guessed he should arrive today, but I didn't expect..."

"How do you know it's him?" Zhao Chengping asked suspiciously
Luo Xinyuan said: "People from the security brigade took a painting and looked for people to identify it everywhere. Although they couldn't see the face, they could see it from the back of the figure, so I sent someone to take the painting to a neighboring town to ask about it. , the people around him saw that he was right."

Why did this matter have something to do with Luo Xinyuan again?
"My kiln worker said that he has a lot of experience in making porcelain, but he is not as good at making pottery as the potter named Zhu from a neighboring town. They say that this potter named Zhu is blessed by the God of Fire, and in his hands In fact, even if there are kiln changes, they are all changes in a good direction, and there have never been any mistakes."

But part of this Zhu kiln worker stayed in the town, and the rest disappeared.

"Does he have any enemies?" Zhao Chengping asked.

For those highly skilled craftsmen, there will always be a few people who covet his skills, or are jealous of his skills, and it is not without motives to kill.

"No." Luo Xinyuan said, "Because his skills are too high, and he usually only takes a few big jobs that others can't handle. Because he can handle the jobs, so the porcelain kilns in Taiping Town have become many. Where the boss is willing to recruit kiln workers, it can be said that he alone has driven the business in that large area."

"And he is also friendly and enthusiastic, willing to teach others. If someone is jealous of his skills and kills him, he would have killed him long ago. Why do we have to wait for him to come to our town to kill people?"

Luo Xinyuan sighed, and continued: "The skills of these kiln workers are passed down by word of mouth, there is no secret record, he is alive, only valuable to other colleagues, and when he is dead, those skills will never be lost. It was known."

"Have you told Feng Dayong?" Zhao Chengping asked.

"No, I heard that you told Feng Dayong the possible identity of this person. I think telling you the clues first will be more helpful to solve the case than telling Feng Dayong." Luo Xinyuan said very seriously.

Zhao Chengping held his forehead and thought to himself: "I don't want to have to deal with solving the murder case."

Forget it, this is life.

"Why don't we go and see where the body parts were first found."

Zhao Chengping put on his coat and came to the dead end with the Luo brothers and sisters.

This alley is only two streets away from the busy street, but because it is the most remote end of the town and it is a dead end, no one comes here on weekdays. Those wicker frames are also responsible for cleaning the streets of the town. The hygienic leaves are piled up by the old man, and a lot of fallen leaves need to be cleaned up in autumn. These wicker frames are very useful.

And the two sides of this dead end are just the warehouses of a few big companies, usually no one lives there, the nearest one is the house of the fairy training class, and ordinary people here will not be heard.

"There are no traces of scratches on the ground." Zhao Chengping squatted on the ground and looked at it for a long time. The whole town is covered with bluestone slabs. Can't see anything.

Now there are only one person's footprints and a series of dragging marks on the moss. That is the record of Old Man Ye coming in a hurry in the morning and then crawling out again. Zhao Chengping checked carefully for a long time. There was no blood, and there was no blood on the wall. Any scratches or scratches.

Now it can only be roughly determined that this is not the first scene.

From here, it takes about 10 minutes to walk to the town entrance where half of the right foot was found.

According to the person who found it, the half of the right foot was thrown on the side of the road at random, and it was not deliberately buried or thrown into deeper grass.

"Is it possible that it was thrown away, but was picked up by wild dogs or something?" Luo Xinyuan asked.

Zhao Chengping shook his head: "I looked carefully at that half of the foot, and there are no traces of animal teeth on it."

Maybe, after killing and dismembering the body, the murderer wanted to escape with the body, but accidentally dropped it at the entrance of the town?

"That means the murderer has the ability to escape from the town with the corpse, so why did he leave a piece of arm here?" Zhao Chengping couldn't figure it out.

Luo Sifang suddenly said, "Maybe, the person who left the arm and the person who dismembered the body are not the same person?"

If it was two people who committed the crime together, it would be easy to explain, but why are the two people still disagreeing and dropping body parts everywhere?

(End of this chapter)