Yang Qiuchi packed up the inspection equipment and opened the door and came out. Song Yuner, Song Qing and the pretty girl Hongling were all sitting at the door waiting.

Yang Qiuchi was a little curious: "What's wrong with you three? Why don't you go to bed, why are you staying here?"

Song Qingyouyou said, "I can't sleep."

"Yes, the weather is so stuffy, it seems to be raining, right, second grandma." Hong Ling said obediently.

Song Yuner made them both look like a white-collar worker: "What are you doing around the bush? Isn't it just that he didn't go back, can't you two fall asleep? What are you doing when you get the weather?"

"Hehe," Yang Qiuchi smiled and said to Song Yuner: "Yun'er, what about you? Since you don't think the weather is stuffy, why don't you go to sleep? Why are you staying here? "

"I? I have nothing to do, just walk around. When I see them here, I will come and take a look."

Song Qing smiled and said, "Lie! When I came to Hong Ling, you were already here. Hehe."

Song Yuner glared at them, turned around and asked Yang Qiuchi: ‘Hey! What kind of axe detection are you? Have you found something wrong?

Yang Qiuchi shook his head sadly: "I have checked halfway, but I still haven't found a suspicious axe."

Song Yuner comforted Yang Qiuchi, and saw that it was already three o'clock in the night, she said goodbye and went back to her room to sleep.

The next day, the electricity charged for a whole morning was barely enough. Yang Qiuchi spent the afternoon and evening to continue testing, but the result was that the thin iron chain extracted from the deceased's neck could not be found with the same scratch marks as the broken marks of the thin iron chain extracted from the deceased's neck.

It was wasted two days, and dozens of axes were tested for the collapse of the folds, but nothing was found.

Yang Qiuchi was frustrated. Thank you for your hard work, but he was afraid that there would be no effect. Is it because he had a wrong test? No, Yang Qiuchi was very serious about the test. Even if there were any clues of suspicion, he would not let go of it. But just now, he compared the tests of hundreds of chopping and scratches, not to mention the same traces, there were not even similar ones.

What is the reason? Did you find the wrong cut incision? The real cut incision was not detected? It is impossible. You are carefully inspecting it with an axe. As long as there is a roll or a collapsed part on the cut incision, the general Qiuchi conducted a comparison and inspection of the cut incision marks without exception.

However, despite being very careful, Yang Qiuchi still did not find the weapon to cut the iron chain. Could it be that the real weapon was not extracted? Or, the weapon was not an axe at all?

That is not an axe or a hatchet, what would it be? Yang Qiuchi couldn't think of it. If the clue was broken, why would it continue?

That night, Song Qing was waiting for bed. Jie Ling served Yang Qiuchi. After Song Qing washed up, took off her clothes and went to bed, she went to the outer room to sleep.

Yang Qiuchi was lying on the bed without any sleepiness. This is what he is like. As long as he has something to do in his heart, he will not have a good sleep.

Song Qing was worried that Yang Qiuchi was sick, so she stroked Yang Qiuchi's forehead with her hand and touched her own, not realizing any abnormality in her body temperature. She asked in surprise: "What are you thinking?"

"I think about the case. I can't find out the real murderer in one day. My heart is just hanging."

"Don't think about it. Let's have a day at Yinling Mountain tomorrow to relax, okay? I'll see that you have been busy solving cases these days and have taken time to relax. Maybe you'll have inspiration! Besides, you're busy with official duties all day long and ignore others. They're locked in this yamen all day long, and they're going to be suffocated to death!"

Yes, this floating corpse case was quite tricky. Now there is no way to solve the clues of imbalance, so it is better to go and relax. Song Qing's words just now made Yang Qiuchi feel a little distressed. She turned her side and hugged her smooth body, and asked, "Yin Lingshan? Where is it? Is it far away?"

"Not far!" Song Qing listened to Yang Qiuchi's words and found Songzhi Kingdom, and happily held Yang Qiuchi close to him, saying, "I heard that it is more than ten miles outside Bazhou City. The peaks are steep, and Taoist temples are lined with mountains and bamboos. It is so beautiful."

"Is that so? Is my clay doll beautiful?" Yang Qiuchi teased her.

"The clay doll is not beautiful," said Song Qingyouyou. "The clay doll is not as good as others, as beautiful as Hong Ling, as Rou of Sister Zhihui, as understanding as Miss Bai, and even more as virtuous as Sister Xiaoxue."

"But, no one else has any clay dolls."

"What do I have?" Song Qing asked curiously.

Yang Qiuchi's foreign Chinese pointed his fingers on her tender and smooth face, "My mud doll has a dimples that no one else has. When she smiled, she was fascinated by your dimples! I was fascinated by your dimples!"

Song Qing burst out laughing: "I'm just a little dimples, but there aren't anything else that looks good, right?"

"Yes, your teeth are neat, white and shiny, and they are so beautiful, and they have this skin and this figure..."

"Okay, let's see what you praise." Song Qing said angrily. "It's good that you like it, but I'm afraid that one day, Qingqing will get older and you will never like Qingqing again."

Yang Qiuchi hugged her gently in his arms: "How could it be? Don't be blind."

Song Qing is still a half-aged child after all, and Cang Lao is still so far away from her, so she quickly forgot about this, shook Yang Qiuchi, and said coquettishly: "Then have you promised to accompany Qingqing to Yinling Mountain tomorrow?"

"Anyway, the clues of the case have been cut off, so it's better to go and relax." Yang Qiuchi sighed, "We have come to Bazhou, and it's not too short. We haven't gone out to have fun yet."

"That's great!" Song Qing smiled and pulled Yang Qiuchi to her body, hugged her tightly, and gave a grateful kiss.

Early the next morning, Yang Qiuchi told Song Yuner to go to Yinling Mountain to play together. Song Yuner was very happy. She was the age she liked to play the most.

Yang Qiuchi brought the two sisters of the Song family, as well as the pretty girls Hong Ling, Shuang'er, Xue'er, and under the protection of Nangong Xiong and Xia Ping's personal nurses, he brought a lot of food and set off in a sedan chair.

After walking for an hour, I arrived at the foot of Yinling Mountain. When I looked up, I saw that the mountain was steep and majestic.

Although he was amazed, after seeing such a high mountain, Yang Qiuchi was a little worried about whether he could climb up.

Nangong Xiong proposed to find a few slide rods and take them to the mountain.

This slide rod can be regarded as a means of transportation unique to Sichuan, and is specially used for mountaineering by nobles and wealthy families in Dagong. The structure is very simple. Two long bamboo poles and a small bamboo chair is tied in the middle for those who sit on the slide rod. Two people carry it in front and behind, and stumble and lift it up.
Chapter completed!