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    Two knives in the abdomen

    To everyone’s surprise, Qiao Heng committed suicide in prison before the case could be heard in court.

    Looking at Qiao Heng lying in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, Qin Zhi felt flustered for the first time.

    Qiao Heng was wearing prison uniform, his shackles were still on, and there were no signs of torture around his body.

    Qin Zhi slowly walked closer and knelt down, feeling for the person’s pulse and then exploring Qiao Heng’s breath, but finally gave up.

    He lowered his eyelids. Qiao Heng didn’t know how to “breathe” like him, so how could he fake death.Suicide is real.

    He stared intently at the wound on Qiao Heng’s wrist that had been cut by the broken bowl of porcelain. The skin and flesh were turned outwards, looking very hideous.

    How painful it must be.Qiao Heng usually likes to complain to them, saying that he bumped into something and fell over something.But now he is lying here, soundless.

    What kind of truth could make this young man, who wanted to save enough gold and silver to go home and buy a gold hairpin for his mother, give up his life without even seeing his face?

    Qin Zhi covered his face.

    The piano master, King Jiang, Han Hao, Dai Chengan, and even senior brothers and junior brothers… he felt that everyone was suspicious.

    It’s crazy.

    How could King Jiang harm him?

    He suppressed these messy thoughts and stood up to find the Minister of Punishment, hoping to retrieve Qiao Heng’s body so that he could be buried alive.

    “No.”

    Wu Yutou, the minister of the Ministry of Punishment, shook his head very decisively, “The Ministry of Punishment still needs to conduct an autopsy. According to the procedures, the body can only be disposed of after the case is closed. But there are physical evidence of his murder, and the evidence is conclusive. He committed suicide out of fear of crime. According to the law, the body can only be collected after the owl’s head has been exposed to the public for three days.”

    Afraid of sin…Owl’s head…displayed in public…

    Qin Zhi felt his scalp numb when he heard this.

    He clenched his fingers and tried his best to control his emotions so as not to punch out.

    He knew Qiao Heng’s character and was sure that Qiao Heng had been framed, which already made him extremely angry.Now Qiao Heng couldn’t even put his body in peace, which made him even trembling slightly with anger.

    “There is no need for an autopsy. He did die by cutting his wrists.”

    Qin Zhi can use his internal force to pass over the corpse, and he can sense whether there are any abnormalities in the seven tendons and eight meridians of the deceased, thereby confirming the cause of death.

    “What’s the evidence?” Wu Yu’s business-like tone made Qin Zhi’s heart-blocking tone even more serious.

    Could he still say that he was from Xuanhui Valley and a capable person?If the rules in the valley were broken, everything he did after going down the mountain would be meaningless.

    He had never encountered anything so difficult.

    We must take care of King Jiang and not let him down, and we must maintain brotherly love without violating the law or breaking the rules in the valley.

    There are many problems in this world that cannot be solved by force.He could no longer strategize and tried to use the tricks in his script to get through.

    A feeling of powerlessness came over me.

    Xuanhui Valley taught him a weapon that could withstand thousands of armies, but he never learned what to do in this situation.

    The king personally slapped him and told him to “be well pampered” as a lesson learned from the past. His chest rose and fell for a long time, but in the end he was not impulsive.

    The Ministry of Punishment’s autopsy was extremely detailed.

    Seeing the corpse of the man he regarded as his younger brother with his belly cut open and being offended repeatedly, Qin Zhi’s eyes grew redder and redder.

    The autopsy results were as he said.

    Qin Zhi looked at Wu Yu with blazing eyes. Wu Yu deliberately looked away from him, as if he was deliberately making him angry.

    “What about the piano master? What was the cause of death?” Qin Zhi asked.

    “Double swords entered the abdomen.” Wu Yu’s voice was cold, “Qiao Heng’s double swords.”

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