My Goddess Chapter 087 Ah!

The county master opened the hall, and the two sides of the battle stood well one by one.

And the scenery on the side has also sat on the side of the chair specially prepared for him, the look is heavy, watching carefully.

The county master surprised the tree: "The name of the cousin, report the name."

She didn’t answer, always bowed her head.

Even ...

He clapped the back of the language and hummed the song on his mouth.

This makes everyone present feel strange.

This woman is not crazy, is she?

The county master was not willing, is preparing to shoot the shocking wood again, Ji Yunshu out of the voice to stop: "adult, it is better to bring Li Zhao."

Ji Yunshu's words, the county master always listened, so he ordered the court to go to prison to bring Li Zhao.

And for a short time, Ji Yunshu walked to the jade sister-in-law squatted down.

The tone was light, and said, “Jade, the language is asleep, it is better, I will take her to rest, okay?”

The jade sister-in-law hummed the song, and the eyes that were hidden in the mess were raised, and they also saw clearly the people standing in front of her.

"Is that you?You came to my house yesterday."

She was surprised at all, but with a smile, very sad.

“Will you give me the language?”

She was not noisy, still holding the Afghan language, gently shaking, humming in her ear.

Looking at the look of Yushu, there seemed to be something wrong, Ji Yunshu put his eyes on the Afghan language, and there was a bold guess in his heart.

“Dude, let me see if the language is good, I promise, I will not hurt her.”

"Don't touch my Albanian, I'm asleep, she's asleep, you don't quarrel with her, don't quarrel with her."

She said, smiling.

That way, it’s clearly crazy!

Ji Yunshu cautiously reached out his hand, and under the unknowingness of the Jade sister-in-law, touched the glittering feet of the Ayu, and his heart trembled.

“Is the language dead?”

At that moment, Ji Yunshu almost fell to the ground, his nose was sour, his eyes were red, and he ran out of tears.

This statement of Ji Yunshu surprised everyone in particular.

Especially Wei Wu and the third king.

From the village of Zhao, they did not find the abnormality of this little girl.

How did you die?

Now, Ji Yunshu finally understands why Yushu will be like this.

Some feeling of dementia!

The language is dead, probably her heart is dead.

Ji Yunshu was still in shock, she regretted it, she was very guilty, and yesterday she should have taken the Albanian language from that dark and humid room.

Looking at the lady who was always holding the body of the Albanian language, humming and humping.

It was as if a number of knives had been stabbed in the chest of the rabbi.

The county master was surprised, but he did not forget to command the service: "Go see, is the little girl really dead?"

“Yes.”

He was about to go to the front to pull the sister-in-law away to see if the little girl was really dead.

Ji Yunshu got up and reached out to stop the battle: "Let her hold her, in her heart, the Afghan language is not dead."

“Mr. Ji?”

"A mother, for the sake of their children, can do anything, even if they lose their lives, it is enough to show how much she loves their children, and now that the Albanian language is dead, she probably can't live."

It’s easy to understand, but few people understand it.

No one knows where the sympathy of Ji Yunshu comes from.

But the scene is clear.

He saw the tears in Ji Yunshu's eyes, and saw her look guilty and regretful.

At this moment, he was distressed, not only by the little girl, but also by Ji Yunshu.

Ji Yunshu's quivered lip, biting as if he had fiscinated his blood, and his body trembled a few times, but he still suppressed the emotion of the tear breaking down the dyke.

"I didn't kill you, you let me go."

Li Zhao's voice sounded from outside, and he was pressed in by the sultry.

When you come in, you get down on your knees.

In the prison was locked for two days, Li Zhaona's appearance has been completely swept, there are still a few straws in the hair, the face is dirty, the chin is all scum, the clothes on the body are very messy.

It took only two days to shut up and look like this, if it was a little longer, wouldn't it be enough to eat and drink Lazarus to solve it?

Li Zhaoyi came in, saw his sister, was suppressed to kneel down, and begged his sister.

"Big sister, you must help me, I don't want to stay in prison anymore, it's very dark, it's not good to eat, I don't sleep well, I've been having nightmares, big sister, you take me out."

“...”

Then, Mrs. Jiang's eyes, but has been with panic, straight down on the body of Yushu, Li Zhao has not yet noticed the abnormality of his elder sister, her knees moved, moved to Mrs. Jiang's side, leaning her head, or painstakingly begged.

"Big sister, you go to ask for your father, ask Grandpa, let them come to help, Dad will not help me, big sister..."

The noise is dead!

Ji Yunshu pulled away from that guilt and sadness.

He turned his head and said to Li Zhao, "The murderer is not you, you will not die."

At this conclusion, Li Zhao was shocked and looked at Ji Yunshu, and seemed to be unable to believe it.

You know, he's been having nightmares for two days!

“Am I really not a murderer?”

Li Zhao himself could not believe it.

There is such a brother, Mrs. Jiang is also three times unfortunate.

At this time, Li Zhao also suddenly noticed himself, the woman holding the girl.

He looked at her head, although Yushu's face was blocked by messy hair, but Li Zhao also recognized her in the next moment.

“Jade... sister-in-law?”

I can’t believe it, I fell to the ground.

This reaction is even bigger than Mrs. Jiang.

Everyone did not know what kind of person this jade lady was, so surprised that Mrs. Jiang and Li Zhao were so surprised, and even panicked.

Ji Yunshu had already packed up her emotions, and she slowly walked to Mrs. Jiang, saying, "I finally understand why Mrs. Jiang did not want to tell the truth, and finally understood why she clearly knew that her husband was dead, but he did not report to the officer, and his brother, buried your husband's body."

The voice was soul-spiring, so that Mrs. Jiang's whole person was nervous, and the green barracks exploded.

“What are you talking about?”Mrs. Jiang jerked her eyes to Ji Yunshu.

Now she still doesn’t want to admit it.

"Mrs. Jiang, Yushu is here now, she is the murderer of Jiang Master, and you, too, witnessed the whole process of her murder."

The word falls.

Full of excitement!

This is reasonable, I can't say, my husband was killed, he witnessed the whole time, since he did not report to the official, but also helped to bury the body.

Speaking out, no one will believe it.

The first person who does not believe, that is the county master.

He asked, “What?Did you see her husband killed?How does that explain?”

Ji Yunshu was not in a hurry, so she looked at Mrs. Jiang.

Very firmly said: "If I guess is correct, you saw Yushu kill, in fact, you are very happy, because you have long hoped that Master Jiang died."

“You... you talk nonsense.”

“Honestly?”Ji Yun Shu coldly smiled: "Well, that night thing, I will tell you."

Mrs. Jiang's eyes are wide open!

Ji Yunshu did not hurry, went to Li Zhao, looked down and saw, "that night, you were very drunk, in the yard, met a man Jiang master, you hold a test of the mood, you go to Jiang master to borrow money, but you did not think, Jiang master did not want to lend you money, but Jiang master did not want to lend you money, but also lost you a meal, and even said, to tell your sister, so you angry pushed him, Jiang master was pushed to the ground, sprained.

Here, Ji Yunshu went to the side of Yushu and said: "Master Jiang twisted his feet, so he could not get up for a long time sitting on the ground, I said before, the knife wound on Master Jiang's bones was from top to bottom, indicating that the murderer was taller than Jiang, but there is another situation, that is, Master Jiang sat on the ground, the murderer stood, stabbed him, and the murderer was Yushu."

There was no mood swing, and she still held the Afghan language and hummed it.

Ji Yunshu then took the knife out of his sleeve, held it in his hand, and said, "Just after Li Zhao left, Yushu took this knife, and went from the tree to the front of the Jiang Master, and killed him in the case of defense."

The old man asked, “What is the evidence?”

"The evidence is this knife in my hand, which I have rubbed with bruises on it, and it turns out that there is indeed blood on this knife."

“Could she have cut her wrist carefully?”

“Impossible.”Ji Yunshu concluded, and pulled out the reddish white paper, said: "This white paper, stained with the scar color from Jiang's ankles, and that color, in fact, is the color of blood clotting on the human body, attached to the bone, can only be displayed with white vinegar, just in fact, this color, and the blood on this knife is exactly the same, even into a lump."

"So, this is enough to show that the blood on the knife is the father of Jiang, and the person who killed the father of Jiang is the sister-in-law of the jade."

They were no longer surprised, but were surprised a few times.

And Ji Yunshu also continued: "Just at the same time as Yushu killed Jiang Master, not far away, Mrs. Jiang, will be this scene, all in sight, waiting for the Yu sister-in-law left, Li Zhao returned, he was very afraid, but Mrs. Jiang came out at this time, she let Li Zhao help her, buried the body together."

“No, no...” The county master held out his hand and frowned: “Why?”

Ji Yunshu looked at the A language in Yushu's arms and looked at Mrs. Shanggong.

“Because she knew that if the informant had it, her husband would not only have been a yin and yang, but an uncompromising beast.”

This statement, like Mrs. Chao Jiang smashed through, she was unstable and almost did not fall to the ground.

Ji Yunshu approached her two steps, the tone was heavy: "Mrs. Jiang is a very loving person, her family is the Li family, in her heart, face, greater than the life of a person."

"Don't say that."

Mrs. Jiang finally stopped.