Peony Lantern (4)

  The man's face is good-looking, but what's even more handsome is his pair of hands.

  Her slender fingers, wrapped in the soft glow of the lamp, were not only white and delicate but also perfectly shaped, making them a top-notch hand model. However, what made this pair of hands even more remarkable than their shape was their sense of movement - so nimble, so precise, that they seemed to have a life of their own, as if infused with an aura of vitality. Yet, somehow, these hands also exuded a faint, subtle air of menace.

  What stunned me was that a pair of perfect and flawless hands were pinching a small, silver, oddly-shaped knife, cutting the tiny flowers placed on the stone table.

  Apart from my beloved mentor, I never thought that in this world (no, actually it's another world) there would be others who share the same hobby of dissecting flowers for fun.

  And it was under the faint light of a dark night that I dissected, and the flower that was dissected turned out to be... Osmanthus!

  The osmanthus flower is so small, you know!

  This body's eyesight is extremely good, and I'm hiding in the thick grass, actually very close to him. So I clearly see that pair of hands' movements are extremely fine, using that small knife to carefully remove each petal of the small flower, then one by one take apart the almost invisible stamens and pistils, cut open the calyx and ovary. Finally, the man lightly says "hmm".

  He turned his head in the direction where I was and lightly broke into a smile.

  Objectively speaking, this smile is enchanting to the extreme.

  "Since you've come visiting in the dead of night, why bother hiding?" The man said with a smile, his voice sounding exceptionally pleasant.

  I walked out from behind the trees.

  The man looked at me with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He slowly stood up, tall and slender, with a handsome face, exuding an aura that seemed to dominate the entire garden, causing my heart to tremble slightly, with an inexplicable feeling.

  This person is by no means an ordinary person.

  "Girl," he suddenly smiled, his voice with a hint of teasing, "you got me to cut off one."

  I walked closer and saw a black paper on the stone table, with neatly arranged Osmanthus flower petals and stamens, extremely small, like microorganisms. Next to his hand was indeed where the stamen had been broken off.

  "What are you doing?" I asked.

  "Exercise your fingers, exercise your eyesight, exercise your brain." The handsome guy said with a smile.

  "Who are you?" I asked again.

  The handsome guy burst out laughing: "Miss, shouldn't I be the one asking this question? You're wearing such... distinctive clothes, you must not be a local, right?"

  I looked down and saw that I was wearing a set of pajamas designed by myself, which were in the style of modern home wear, consisting of loose-fitting shirts and long pants.

  Terrible, I was so nervous that I even forgot to change my clothes!

  The handsome young man, seeing that I was somewhat embarrassed, made a timely self-introduction: "I am Ren Sheng, the chief clerk of Feng County."

  The chief clerk is an official position in the county government that manages official documents, also known as the third most important person in the county. How can a small county like Fengxian hide such an outstanding figure? Moreover, Ren Pingsheng, this name sounds too good!

  "With a bamboo staff and hemp sandals, I can travel lightly and surpass horses; who fears? With a straw cloak, I can brave the wind and rain all my life!" I couldn't help but blurt out.

  The man's eyes faintly revealed a hint of astonishment. It was only then that I remembered Su Dongpo had not yet been born at this time.

  "What a great sentence! You're truly an extraordinary and elegant girl! May I ask your name?" The handsome guy smiled slightly.

  "I'm a bit embarrassed to say this."

  "Firefly girl, what a nice name." Ren Ping sat down and blew gently towards the stone, those dissected flower petals disappeared with a whoosh, leaving only the small dissection knife.

  "Come to the garden at midnight, but can't sleep?"

  "I see a peony lantern floating over here," I said.

  Since Ren Ping Sheng is the chief clerk here, he must have known about the case that happened last night, and he would naturally understand the connection between the peony lanterns and the case.

  As expected, Ren Ping furrowed his brow and said: "Can there be such a thing? I've been here for an hour, but I haven't seen any peony lanterns..."

  As he spoke, he looked up at the sky, I don't know what he was looking at, because there was nothing in the sky.

  "Firefly girl, are you interested in the peony lanterns? If you're not afraid, I'm going to do something now, would you like to come with me?"

  I stared at him in amazement.

  Ren Ping Sheng smiled again, it seems he loves smiling a lot, and his smile is warm and very good-looking.

  "The man died suspiciously last night, and the coroner couldn't figure it out either, saying it was a sudden rupture of the heart and gallbladder. Now I'm going to take a look and get to the bottom of how he really died."

  Investigating a case and performing an autopsy - isn't that the job of constables and coroners? You are the chief clerk...

  Ren Ping Sheng seemed to have seen through my doubts and whispered in my ear: "Don't spread the secrets of Feng County outside, okay? The difficult cases here are all handled by the chief clerk behind the scenes!"

  I believed this from the moment I saw him dissecting osmanthus flowers. Ren Ping's demeanor gives people a very warm feeling, but the aura inside his body is somewhat impenetrable. However, in any case, it can be categorized as "the same kind"; that's right!

  "I want to go!"; The silly woman inside me is quietly crawling out. Actually, I'm mainly afraid of ghosts, but now that there's this big living person by my side, I'm basically fearless.

  "Let's go!"; Ren Ping shuang casually patted his clothes and took down the lantern hanging from above.

  I followed the unfamiliar handsome guy into the morgue. It's strange to say, but today this county government office is also unknown how it was, and not a single person was met, just like a dead house.

  The corpse was placed on a simple bed, surrounded by several other identical beds, resembling the appearance of a train sleeper car. However, only one corpse was placed here today, covered with

  Cover with a white sheet.

  Ren Ping opened the sheet, and the body was **. He turned his head to look at me, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, because I was staring intently at the body.

  I discovered his astonishment and hastily reined myself in. However, following a stranger to see a corpse in the middle of the night was already sufficient proof that my mental state wasn't normal, and I didn't know what else I needed to pretend in front of him.

  Ren Ping sheng lightly smiled and took out a handkerchief from his bosom, handing it to me: "Cover your mouth and nose?"

  I pulled out two homemade masks from my pajama pocket (how did this thing end up in the pocket of my pajamas and there were even two of them, I don't quite understand either, anyway I took them out) and handed one to him.

  He learned from me and put on a mask. The mask soaked in self-made disinfectant water looked very funny on the face of the handsome guy in ancient costume, and the guy's eyes were curved into a smile.

  "Hmm, this method is really good! You're not ordinary at all! Miss, you're a mystery!"

  Ren Ping Sheng pulled out a pair of extremely thin silver silk gloves from his sleeve and put them on his beautiful hands, then skillfully flipped open the corpse's eyelids, lips, and examined the conjunctiva, nasal cavity, oral mucosa...and continued down to the vertebrae, hyoid bone, limbs, and nail seams.

  I was amazed at his technique and the speed of his examination. Even with a professional eye, it was really too professional. Moreover, he didn't even need to take notes, which meant that everything was stored in his brain.

  Before long, he raised his head, smiling and looking at me, saying lightly: "Liuxuan girl, what do you say, how did he die?"

  Datang Chang'an Evening News Flash Report

  Reporter: I'm here to announce the latest news. From today until next Sunday, for 8 days, Chang'an Evening News' "Chang'an Mystery" column will be serializing "The Anatomy of Flowers" with double updates at 12:00 and 18:00. Now, let me interview the author. Hello, Author.

  Reporter: Hello! Author?

  旁白菌: No need to call, I've gone to the background to vomit blood. Double updates or whatever, for brain-dead and hand-disabled guys, it's basically a fatal blow. So, go wash up and sleep, everyone.

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