The same plan as Zhao Mou, people who are familiar with each other are trying to find ways to establish a connection between roles.

However, some identities are destined to be unable to live in peace. For example, Song Xue's daughter and Quinn's bandits, let alone act together, just to make the "bandits" not use their hands and feet to intimidate the "chicken gold", it will take time.

After a while, everyone scattered.

There is no time limit for this mission. They have no intention of collecting their corpse of the mission target as soon as they come up. There is no need to remind everyone, and they also know that the mission is dangerous.

What if the identities of these corpses are different, the one who gets the wrong one will die?

In any case, they plan to collect more information before starting the task, perhaps avoiding all the wrong answers and safely clearing, and hiding in a certain place in the charity village.

Zhao Yijiu picked up a wing room where there was no body parked, and sat on the dusty table and chair and asked Zhao Mou to bandage him the wound.

Without the physical fitness of the deducer, the wound recovered very slowly. There were extremely deep wounds on his arms and back of his hands. He didn't care too much. After removing the cloth strips that were sloppy around the wound, he found that both wounds were ulcerated.

Zhao Mou's brows frowned slightly.

"What a reckless man."

Zhao Yijiu shrugged without objection, and a joke-like "brother" was barely swallowed back into her stomach.

Zhao Mou asked him to endure it, took out a knife from his bag, and cleaned the necrotic flesh for the wound. He scraped it while scolding:

"You guys are the most troublesome to the doctor. Do you don't care about your body? You can't move after it's rotten. I see how you still fight. If you regret crying, you have no place to cry."

"I have no choice. I lost the fight and was beaten by a very fierce person." Zhao Yijiu endured the pain indifferently and took the opportunity to reveal Yu Xing's situation to Zhao Mou. "But the man is gone, and the Saint and I have searched all the way but couldn't find it. Maybe it's because of evil that will be punished, and where did you die?"

"Oh? I heard what you said, why do you look like an enemy? Isn't it a good thing for the disappearance of an enemy? Why do you still want to find him?" Zhao Mou remained silent, "Raise his arm, leaned against the candle, and hide in the shadows and I'm going to lose sight."

Zhao Yijiu said, "...I originally had a grudge, but now I have figured it out. That guy can still make some money with me. Without him, no one will pay my reward."

At this time, there were only two of them in the room. Zhao Ruru went to inquire about the sedan girl under the name of the saint.

When the medicine was applied, the two heard that it was very lively outside.

It seems that someone has already taken a bucket to the outside of the charity house to fetch water, and someone is checking the body.

Someone also found a whole box of shrouds in the wing room, which was simple but very clean. He asked everyone to take out the shrouds together. Some people collected things in each room that seemed to be in the mouth, and finally found that only a few old copper coins were suitable.

Xiaoxiaoyizhuang has poor sound insulation effect, and everyone found out about the movement in the yard in a few minutes. Finally, the most important question surfaced.

"I searched all the rooms and could confirm that there were only three empty coffins in the village!" Nie Langfu lowered his body and reported to Song Xue sternly.

He pretended to fall in love with the daughter of a daughter at first sight, so he had the opportunity to obey orders openly.

This information was not exclusive. At least Zhao Mou and Zhao Yijiu could vaguely hear their conversation in the wing room.

The others were not far away, and they also had eyes, so they soon discovered this.

The atmosphere in the charity village has become a little different.

"Hey, there are only ten sets of shrouds." Luo Xiangfeng, dressed in a bandit, counted the number of shrouds, and was quite angry.

The pit has appeared.

They had fourteen people here, and there were fourteen corpses.

However, the number of shrouds, copper coins, and coffins corresponding to washing the body is reduced, including clothes, food, and entering the house is reduced.

Ten sets of mourning clothes, six copper coins, and three empty coffins.

This means... in the end, only three corpses can meet the conditions for being buried! Does this mean that only three deducers can leave the Yizhuang?

This is still the premise that the mission process itself did not kill them.

So how should we decide these three places?

Is it entirely based on your current abilities?

When Zhao Mou thought about competing for the quota, he realized the conspiracy of the Yizhuang mission.

"You can't be led by the nose." He said in his heart, put on the last little medicine, patted Zhao Yijiu, "It's so lively outside, let's go out to have a look?"

The two opened the wooden door of the wing room and saw that everyone became much more cautious when searching for supplies and information.

Zhao Mou leaned on the door frame for a while and decided to go to the front yard for autopsy.

He didn't let Zhao Yijiu follow him, but he walked over and saw that someone was checking their mission targets.

"This girl also understands the method of autopsy?"

Squatting beside a corpse and rubbing it was Song Xue. The other party was originally a team doctor in the surviving investigation team. He was good at medical skills and was not the same as him, a fake doctor.

Song Xue said lightly: "I don't understand. I have been pampering since I was a child, so where can I get the chance to come into contact with this."

She handed over a dissatisfied look and warned Zhao Moube to dig a hole for her habitually, and then explained: "It's just that this time I was arrested and experienced the horror of the world that made me a little curious about danger, corpses and other things. I just wanted to see what these corpses looked like. As for the cause of their death, you, the doctor, have to tell everyone."

Zhao Mou smiled, squatted beside her, and looked down.

The corpse was covered with white cloth, and only the one in front of him was lifted and blocked by Song Xue.

The swollen and white body soaked in water was exposed to the air, exuding a soft and slurred feeling that made people want to vomit.

Even though he was not a professional doctor, Zhao Mou could see at a glance that the deceased seemed to have died of drowning.

He checked again and found no obvious trauma on the body, so the possibility of drowning became even greater.

Zhao Mou opened the other white cloth one by one to compare and found that all the dead bodies were the same, including old and young, male and female, but there were still more elderly people, accounting for five-sevenths of the total. I don’t know what the matter is for the time being.

Yeshui Yizhuang...drunk corpses... pass through the Yejiang River in Longling... Could it be that these corpses drowned in Yeshui River, and were transferred to Yeshui Yizhuang by something?

The drowned people are very resentful and like to find scapegoats. Will these corpses turn into ghosts and let them let them die?

Zhao Mou thought of many possibilities in an instant. Just as he wanted to talk to Song Xue, someone hurriedly walked here.

"Since you are all slow, I'll start first." Luo Xiangfeng took a bucket of water and looked at the corpse. After noticing the different ages of the corpse, his face slightly changed and chose a young male corpse.
Chapter completed!