I rely on solving the case to attack the king of hell

Back at Dali Temple, Hao Yidian was busy with the autopsy and Liu Yu was busy with the aftermath, leaving only Yan Han and Zai Yue to hold a small meeting with Duan Qiankun to discuss the case.

They are all his own people, and Duan Qiankun is 12 points careful and respectful. He rubbed his hands and cautiously asked: "Master Yan, do you think there is anything unusual about this murder case?"

Yan Han nodded calmly.

Duan Qiankun asked again: "There are 33 people in Zhao's house today, do I need to arrest them all, and you will interrogate them yourself?"

Yan Han didn't answer, but asked, "Have all the statements of these people been recorded?"

Duan Qiankun nodded and said: "The recording is over, and the scene has been searched carefully, and there is nothing unusual about both."

Yan Han thought for a moment, then said: "It's good to find someone to watch them, don't startle the snake first."

Xie Zaiyue didn't speak for a long time, Yan Han turned his head to see that he was staring at a porcelain vase in a daze.

Yan Han took the bottle out of his hand, and said dissatisfied: "What are you looking at?" Why don't you look at me.

Xie Zaiyue was taken aback for a moment, then pointed to the bottle, weighed it and said, "I have a feeling that the problem may be in this bottle of fragrance."

Yan Han stared at the porcelain bottle in his hand, and asked, "What is this?"

Xie Zaiyue: "This is the protagonist of today's fragrance tasting, Qing Lexiang."

Yan Han opened the bottle cap, sniffed it slowly, and wrote lightly: "The smell is very special, but it can't be seen how good it is. Zhao Xinnan actually held a banquet for this kind of thing. Why did Zaiyue say that there is something wrong with this fragrance?"

Xie Zaiyue was silent for a moment, and said: "Maybe I was thinking too much. After all, we chose this perfume by ourselves, and I also smelled Zhao Xinnan's bottle of incense, and there was nothing unusual about it."

The room was silent for a long time, Yan Han suddenly stood up, and said: "The Zhao residence was too chaotic just now, we haven't seen the corpse yet. Zaiyue, shall we go find Lao Hao, maybe there is something mysterious about Qian Xiang's corpse."

Xie Zaiyue nodded and followed Yan Han to the morgue.

The morgue has always been the most deserted and least visited place in Dali Temple, but at this moment, it is quite noisy in front of this gate.

A middle-aged woman and two maids were kneeling in front of Hao Yidian, crying loudly.

Hao frowned a bit, but there was nothing he could do.From the corner of the eye, I saw Yan Han and Xie Zaiyue coming, as if seeing a savior, he let out a long sigh of relief, then pushed the woman, saying: "Those two are the leaders of our Dali Temple. If I cry in front of you, it is better to beg them."

When the woman heard this, she immediately turned her head to look. Seeing that the visitor was dressed luxuriously and had an extraordinary bearing, she immediately came to the front in three steps at a time. Just as she was about to cry, she found a taller adult looking at her coldly. .

This grown-up is beautiful, but his expressionless face and majestic eyes are daunting.The woman subconsciously put away her aggressive appearance just now, and stood in front of Hao Dian with her hands down, unable to utter a word.

Xie Zaiyue asked: "What's going on?"

Hao pointed to the woman helplessly, and said, "This is Mrs. Qian Xiang. She made a fuss about not allowing us to perform an autopsy."

Yan Han shifted his eyes to the woman and asked, "Why not?"

The voice was cold, the woman shivered for no reason, and then she replied: "My lord... I can't watch old Qian die without a whole body!"

Hao said patiently: "This is to avenge your husband, how can you call him dead without a whole body?"

The woman made a knife gesture with her stomach and said sadly: "I heard that the dissection will pull the stomach open, and all the heart, liver, spleen and lungs inside will fall out. This, this is too scary. My old Qian is a poor man. Can't you let him go in peace?"

Xie Zaiyue took a step forward and advised, "Sister-in-law, if the murderer is allowed to go unpunished, will Lao Qian feel more at ease?"

The woman continued to shed tears, still looking unacceptable.

Xie Zaiyue winked at Yi Dianhao who was standing stupidly, and Yi Dianhao immediately stepped forward to hold the woman up, and said in relief: "Madam, don't worry, my master is very skilled. After the dissection and suture, you will definitely It doesn't look like he's been stretched."

Xie Zaiyue: "..." I just want you to help her down to rest, big brother.

As soon as the woman heard what Yi Dianhao said, she cried even more fiercely.

Yan Han stood aside, wondering what to think, and said for a while, "Zaiyue, let's go in and have a look first."

As soon as Yan Han spoke, the woman stopped crying with sobs, Yi Dianhao took the opportunity to help her to rest.

Xie Zaiyue and Yan Han walked into the morgue quickly, and Hao stepped forward to follow, but unexpectedly, Yan Han said solemnly: "Old Hao, you wait here for a while."

Hao didn't understand at all, and he didn't dare to ask, so he stopped his feet and stood obediently at the door.

The two walked to Qian Xiang's corpse, Yan Han condescendingly looked at it for a while, and murmured: "It really is."

Xie Zaiyue was puzzled, "What did your lord find?"

Yan Han didn't speak, but stretched out his hand to cover Qian Xiang's head.After a while, six clusters of flames appeared above his head, and one of them was particularly dazzling.

It was exactly the same as Li Mingcai's situation at that time!

Xie Zaiyue widened her eyes and said in amazement, "How could this happen!"

They came to the world to catch the evil person who did evil because of the expansion of evil thoughts, but why did the evil person become a victim this time?

Yan Han said: "The desire for the nose, one of the six desires, is for the fragrance and fragrance. This cluster of flames is the desire for the nose of Qian Xiang."

Xie Zaiyue was strange, but he still did not forget his mission, quickly took off the purple jade gourd, and attached it to the restless flame.Sure enough, the cluster of flames gradually faded, and after a while, they were no different from other flames.

Just as Xie Zaiyue removed the purple jade gourd, a piece fell on the cold wooden board.

Familiar fragments, glowing with a faint blue light.Xie Zaiyue hesitated to touch the fragment, he was afraid to touch it lightly, and the fragment disappeared inexplicably at his fingertips just like last time.

Yan Han firmly said: "Zaiyue, pick it up."

Xie Zaiyue has always believed in Yan Han, so he slowly stretched out his hand to touch the weird fragment.It was indeed the same as last time, the fragments disappeared at the fingertips as soon as they touched his skin.

Xie Zaiyue looked at her hands in disbelief.

Yan Han glanced at him tenderly, and said slowly: "The cause and effect of the past life are slowly revealed, Zaiyue, are you afraid?"

Zaiyue didn't speak, but still looked at the place where the fragment disappeared.

After Li Mingcai's case was settled last time, he had a strange dream, which should be related to his previous life.And seeing Huangquansuo in a dream, Zaiyue suddenly discovered that the fragments that fell from Li Mingcai and Qian Xiang's six desires were part of Huangquansuo.

Could it be that... I am the lock?

Although the lock seems to be very powerful, it can guard the eighteen levels of hell, and has cultivated human nature, but a living person suddenly knows that he was just a lock in the past, and this gap still exists objectively.

And this Yan Shaoqing treats him with green eyes, is it because of his status?

Glancing secretly at the people around him, he was so graceful and graceful, so beautiful and powerful.Zaiyue suddenly felt that it didn't matter if it was a lock from the underworld, at least he could stay with Yan Han all the time.

"Lord Yan, I'm not afraid." The young man raised his clean face, his gem-like eyes were full of firmness.

Yan Han smiled lightly, and promised: "There is nothing to be afraid of, because I... will always be by your side."

Heart warm and sweet, Xie Zaiyue nodded seriously.

Yan Han said: "Look at Qian Xiang's body, there is something strange."

Xie Zaiyue turned around, lifted the white cloth covering Qian Xiang's body, and a corpse with a distorted face appeared in front of him, and the faint sour smell that was floating in the air just now suddenly became apparent.

Xie Zaiyue covered her mouth and nose, bent down, and carefully measured the money.

Qian Xiang is in his 40s, but he doesn't look old, and he looks good. He can be recognized at a glance in the crowd, and he is tall and can be called a stalwart.

In addition to a purse with some scattered silver on her body, she also carried a bottle of her own fragrance.Different from Zhao Ji, Qian Ji's scented dew is packed in an unpretentious porcelain bottle, and only the name of the scented dew is plainly written on it.

"Chunyulu." Xie Zaiyue read, "I heard that Qian Ji is famous for this fragrance, and Qian Xiang always carries it with him. It seems that he is very proud of Chunyulu."

Yan Han uncorked the bottle of Chunyulu, took a quick sniff, and showed some appreciation, saying, "It's better than Zhaoji's Qingyue."

Xie Zaiyue leaned over curiously, lowered his head, and happened to meet Yan Han looking up, and Yan Han's soft lips brushed his face inadvertently.

Suddenly he was a little dazed, wanting to savor the touch just now, but the sour smell emanating from Qian Xiang's mouth made him forget the beauty in an instant.

Why do my emotional scenes with Master Yan always happen in the morgue?Xie Zaiyue thought depressingly that he didn't see Yan Han raised his hand and caressed his lips in a daze.

Xie Zaiyue was a little embarrassed for a while, so she didn't smell the incense again, but squatted down and continued to examine Qian Xiang's body.

Qian Xiang's hands could not be called delicate, and there were still thin calluses around the palms.

Suddenly, a familiar scent came, Xie Zaiyue grabbed Qian Xiang's right hand and smelled it carefully.

"Qing Le Xiang." Xie Zaiyue frowned.

Yan Han also lowered his body, squatted beside Xie Zaiyue, and said, "You all tried the fragrance just now, so it's not surprising that he has this smell on his hands now?"

Xie Zaiyue still frowned, "Although the words are correct, I always feel a little strange. The smell in his hand is very strong, it should be poured out a lot, and the smell is most obvious on the index finger. I remember... King Jing said that the incense should be poured on the wrist, but Qian Xiang is an expert, why would he pour it on the index finger?"

Yan Han thought for a moment, and asked, "Where was the bottle of fragrance when the money was equal?"

Xie Zaiyue took out two bottles from his waist, one was painted with peonies, which was the one chosen by King Jing at that time, and the other was painted with rhododendrons, which should be the fragrant dew of Qian Xiangtiao.

Yan Han took it, looked at it carefully, opened it and smelled it again, except for the difference in the bottle, the taste and color of the two are exactly the same.

Yan Han said: "It seems that Lao Hao should also test these two bottles of incense."