"This is the morgue, there is no tincture oil inside. Moreover, after I entered the morgue, I never came out and there was no chance to prepare tincture oil at all."

"This..." Zhao Hu was slightly panicked.

"Also, where do you say I am arguing with Wang Zhulu?"

"It's in the morgue." Zhao Hu was a little puzzled about her question.

"So, according to what you said, Wang Zhuzuo and I were arguing by the female corpse, and then I killed him directly and set fire?"

"Yes, that's it." Zhao Hu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Qingran withdrew his gaze from him, leaned over slowly, took a small piece of burnt flesh from the crack of the floor tiles and put it under his nose and sniffed it, "Human flesh, cooked, quite fragrant."

Looking at the strange smile on the corner of her mouth, everyone present couldn't help but tremble and their stomachs began to sore.

"This piece of flesh should have been left accidentally when lifting the corpse. If I guess correctly, Wang Junzuo's burned corpse should be here." She said as she raised the burned flesh in her hand in front of everyone.

This time, facing Han Qing's look, Zhao Hu looked directly at Zhou Zheng.

"Cough..." Zhou Zheng covered his lips and coughed, nodding, "Young Master Han said it well, Wang Junzuo's body was indeed found here."

No one noticed that since he came to Jingzhao Mansion, Su Qingran had already taken the initiative without realizing it.

She kept throwing away questions and directly led everyone away!

Then, she raised her foot and crushed the blackened floor tiles under her feet, "It's the most burning here, and the fire last night should have been from here."

Zhou Zheng frowned suspiciously, "Where the fire started? What does it have to do with this case?"

"Of course it's related."

Su Qingran threw away the burnt flesh in her hand, smiled, revealing the shallow pear nest, "This is the fire point, and it is also the place where Wang Junzhu's body was discovered. Can it be said that Wang Junzhu was here when the fire broke out?"

Everyone thought about her words and nodded slowly.

"Zhao Hu, you said I killed Wang Junzuo at the place where the female corpse was parked. So why should I do this and drag Wang Junzuo's body to the door to burn the body?"

Yes, this doesn't make sense!

There is no need to kill people in the room, and then drag them to the door to burn the body.

"this……"

Zhao Hu's face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes drifted.

"Han Qing, your analysis is really wonderful, I admire you." Bailihe smiled and shook the bamboo fan.

Unexpectedly, she had found the murderer before she could see the body.

Su Qingran glanced at Zhao Hu and ordered sternly, "Touch your hand out."

"what you do?"

"Why, are you scared?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Look at it." Zhao Hu stretched out his hand directly.

Su Qingran looked carefully and saw the oil stains in the cracks of his fingernails, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

When Zhao Hu pointed her in Dali Temple, she noticed his hand.

Sure enough, the truth was the same as what she thought!

"Zhao Hu, Wang Junzu was yours, and you also put the fire in the morgue, right?"

Zhao Hu looked panicked and immediately denied, "You, don't swear by others. It's obviously you who did it, why did you wrongly accuse me?"

"Unfortunate?" Su Qingran sneered, "Look at the remaining turmeric oil on your hands, what else can I say?"

The tincture oil of this era is the oil of plants and animals, which can help burn.

However, in ancient times without soap, it was difficult to wash the tincture when it was stained with the hands, especially those that remained in the cracks of the nails, which were even more difficult to clean.
Chapter completed!