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Not long after his screams fell, several figures rushed in from the outside. Liu Qingfeng was the first to rush in and asked, "Master Lin, what happened?"

However, when he saw Zheng Jian lying in a pool of blood, his complexion suddenly changed. He stretched out his arms to block the people behind him, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Everyone back up, back up!"

Then he quickly looked at Lin Xiu and said, "Master Lin, just stand there and don't move!"

Wen Changbo's son died in the Cleaning Department, which was an extremely serious case. After getting the news, the cleaning official rushed to him, and looked at Zheng Jian who was lying in a pool of blood with no breath in shock, and then looked at him. Immediately looking at Lin Xiu, he asked, "What happened, how did Mr. Zheng die!"

Lin Xiu turned pale and shook her head, "I don't know either. I was asking him about the details of the case when Zheng Jian suddenly covered his throat and fell to the ground. He twitched a few times and then stopped moving..."

When Zheng Jian died, only Lin Xiu was by his side, and Lin Xiu was naturally the one with the greatest suspicion.

But his suspicion was quickly cleared.

Because... there is no murder weapon.

Wu Zuo examined Zheng Jian's body. The cause of his death was a fatal wound on his neck, and his throat was sealed with a sword.

The police officers had already searched Lin Xiu's body, and there was no murder weapon on him, but no murder weapon was found in this small room that could be seen through at a glance, as well as the entire file warehouse.

Considering that Lin Xiu's ability is ice, he can condense ice blades to kill Zheng Jian, but Liu Qingfeng checked with his eyes, and there is no ice shavings left in the whole room. If Lin Xiu killed people with ice blades , will definitely leave traces on the scene.

The magic of ice can create ice out of thin air, but it cannot make the ice disappear.

Various clues indicated that he had nothing to do with Zheng Jian's death.

At this time, the author also found out, he pointed to a few petals on Zheng Jian's body, and said: "My lord, petals, there are petals, that female assassin did it!"

Sealing the throat with a sword, leaving flower petals at the scene of the crime, this is the usual killing method of the female assassin who can be invisible.

So far, there is no suspense in the case.

You can guess with your feet that it was Zheng Jian who forced the brothel girl to death, and happened to be seen by the female assassin, so she chased after the official department, killed Zheng Jian, and avenged the brothel girl.

Half a year ago, Qin Cong, the son of Uncle Zhongyong, died in the same way.

Lin Xiu, who was at the scene of the crime, saw nothing and watched Zheng Jian die, and she had a reasonable explanation.

Because the assassin's ability is stealth, Lin Xiu of course cannot see her in the invisible state.

The Qing official secretary looked at Lin Xiu and said, "This case has nothing to do with you, it surprised you."

Lin Xiu shook her head, and said, "I'm fine, but that female assassin is so rampant, she dared to fight in the Cleaning Department, she must be caught as soon as possible..."

Qing Li Si Lang Zhong said: "This is the matter of the Department of Different Arts..."

Because every time the female assassin committed a crime, she would leave traces on the scene. Flower petals were found on Zheng Jian's body, and his throat was sealed with a sword. It was obvious who did it, and the case was quickly closed.

For this kind of case, the Department of Cleansing Officials only wanted to find out the murderer, as for arresting people, that was the business of the Department of Abnormal Techniques.

Zheng Jian's body was quickly carried away, and the blood on the scene was cleaned up, but the Cleaning Department was not calm.

The son of the first uncle died here, and the doctor wanted to give an explanation to Uncle Wenchang and the court.

As for the arresting yamen servants, they also put up all their energy and searched for the trace of the female assassin. If she hadn't left, they would catch her, but there would be rewards that could never be spent in a lifetime.

Liu Qingfeng leaned against the door of the case file storehouse, looking at Lin Xiu standing in the courtyard absent-mindedly, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Including Lord Langzhong, everyone in the Cleaning Department believed that it was the female assassin who killed Zheng Jian.

But only he knew that when Zheng Jian died, there was no third person's footprint in that room.

The female assassin wanted to achieve this, in addition to being invisible, she also had to be able to fly...

He didn't intend to tell anyone this secret.

He walked up to Lin Xiu slowly, and said in a low voice, "Master Lin was frightened, but it's nothing. Zheng Jian deserved to die, and that female assassin can be regarded as killing harm for the people..."

……

In the archives, Xu Wenshu was asking the procuress of Pinfang Pavilion about the prostitute.

He spread out a piece of paper, picked up a pen and asked, "What's the name of that prostitute who died in your building?"

The bustard recovered from the shock, and quickly said, "Haitang, her name is Haitang."

After Xu Wen wrote down the name, a figure walked over and said, "Her name is Chen Yu."

The old bustard also seemed to have thought of something, and immediately said: "Yes, yes, he used to be called Chen Yulai..."

Seeing the word "Begonia" written on the paper, Xu Wenshu looked up at Lin Xiu and said, "Anyway, it's all the same, I've written everything..."

Lin Xiu shook her head and said, "It's different."

She once said that she didn't like the name Haitang, it was given to her by others.

Her name is Chen Yu, which is her own name.

Xu Wenshu sighed, had no choice but to throw away the piece of paper, took another piece of paper, and wrote: "Prostitute Chen Yu..."

Lin Xiu said again: "Minister Chen Yu, she has already redeemed herself."

Xu Wenshu was taken aback, and asked, "Didn't you say there was no redemption?"

The old bustard hurriedly said: "It's redeemed, it was redeemed just this afternoon..."

Xu Wenshu crumpled the paper on which he had just written four characters, took a piece of paper, handed the pen to Lin Xiu, and said, "Why don't Master Lin write it..."

After throwing this errand to Lin Xiu, he walked out of the document library.

The old bustard looked at Lin Xiu, thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "My lord, I remember you, you are the young master who came to our building half a year ago, Haitang has been thinking about you every day for the past six months..."

As she talked, her voice gradually became quieter, and she asked: "The money for her redemption was given to her by the young master, right?"

Lin Xiudao: "I killed her."

The old bustard said again and again: "My lord, don't think so. When Haitang died, she was smiling. If you blame yourself for her death, she will die with regret..."

She sighed and said: "She is a poor girl. She sold her body in the past to make a living. There was no other way. After she redeemed herself, she became an innocent woman. Even if she left, she left innocently." , you don't have to blame yourself for this, I think she doesn't want to see you blame yourself..."

……

"My son, my son!"

"You died so miserably!"

"How can you let Dad send a white-haired man to a black-haired man!"

"Damn assassin, if this old man catches you, he will definitely tear you to pieces!"

"Wen Changbo mourns..."

"Life can't be resurrected, so mourn and change..."

"That female assassin shot very quickly, it shouldn't be painful to let the young master go..."

……

In the Qingli Department, upon hearing the news of Zheng Jian's death, Uncle Wen Chang rushed over crying with snot and tears, and several officials from the Qingli Department whispered comfort.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected, Lin Xiu just thinks they are noisy.

He stepped out of the Clean Officials Department, and suddenly his nose felt cold.

Lin Xiu raised her head, and there were numerous snowflakes falling from the sky.

Snowing.

This winter, when the first snow fell in Kyoto, Zheng Jian, son of Wen Changbo, died.

Few people know that a prostitute also died in this case.

No one knew her name, and no one cared what wronged her, because she was originally an unknown person.

There are too many people like her in Wangdu, and it is not worth talking about.

The snow fell heavily, and after a while, a thin layer of snowflakes appeared on the ground.

Lin Xiu stepped on the snowflakes, and soon left two lines of footprints behind her.

At this time, he didn't realize that a line of footprints appeared out of thin air on the ground with a layer of snowflakes just a dozen feet away behind him...

Chapter 110

In a few days it will be New Year's Eve, and the matter of Wen Changbo's death of his son will soon be overwhelmed by the celebration of the New Year, and no one will mention it.

It snowed all night in Wangdu yesterday, and until the next morning, the snowflakes were still fluttering.

When getting up in the morning, the common people sweep the snow in front of the door into piles, and the children build snowmen on the side of the road. Occasionally, there are snowball fights, and a snowball is accidentally thrown to a passerby, and a group of children scream strangely and disperse.

In the School of Altered Arts, the students had been on vacation a few days earlier, and only the students who lived in the capital occasionally came to the academy.

In Tianziyuan, Zhao Lingyin and Princess Minghe had been waiting for Lin Xiuxiao for half an hour.

Princess Minghe said: "Is he not going to come today?"

Zhao Lingyin shook her head and said, "I don't know, he didn't say anything yesterday."

Lin Xiu has always been very punctual. I don't know if she forgot today, but she didn't come to the Academy of Different Arts to practice with them.

In Martial Arts Institute, on the school grounds, Xue Ning'er was wearing a snow-white jacket and kept rubbing her hands, her little face was already flushed from the cold, but she still didn't meet the person she wanted to see.

Changchun Palace.

The imperial concubine leaned against the palace gate with her spiritual pet in her arms, her eyes looked in the direction of the palace gate from time to time, and her eyes gradually became lost.He murmured: "It's already this hour, he probably won't come again today..."

outside the city.

Somewhere at the foot of the mountain, a mound of earth rose.

In front of the mound, there is also a wooden tablet, which says "the tomb of Chen Yu, the daughter of the people".

The heavy snow was still falling one after another, and a layer of snow soon fell on Lin Xiu's head and shoulders.

Chen Yu's hometown is in the south of the Yangtze River, and he was sold outside by his parents when he was a child. Apart from the old procuress of the brothel, he has no relatives or friends in the capital.

According to the practice of the Clearance Department, unclaimed corpses are usually thrown to mass graves and buried hastily. If there is money on the corpse, the kind-hearted arrester will buy them a straw mat. Just dig a hole and bury it.

The old bustard of Pinfang Pavilion had a bit of conscience, and took her body from the Cleaning Department and buried her here.

Not far from her grave, there is a crooked stream, and further away is Yunshan Mountain. It is winter now, and the sky and the earth are all white. But when the ice and snow melt in spring, it will be a beautiful landscape. screen.

When the old king's father and daughter died, Lin Xiu didn't have any deep feelings except sympathy and injustice.

But Chen Yu's death touched Lin Xiu a lot.

Even if they only met three times, without her, there would be no Lin Xiu now.

She has the grace to save Lin Xiu's life.

That's why Lin Xiuhui personally took action against Zheng Jian in the Department of Cleaning Up Officials.

He really couldn't help the murderer who didn't beat her to death.

Her wish was just to be an ordinary person, but they didn't even give her such a chance.

Lin Xiu stayed in front of this new grave for a long time, carefully cleared the weeds in a radius of three feet, and put a bunch of freshly picked plum blossoms on the grave before leaving with the old beggar and the salesman.

Not long after the three of them left, a new row of footprints suddenly appeared on the snowy ground, extending from behind a tree by the stream to the front of the grave.

On the plum branch that Lin Xiu placed in front of the grave, a plum blossom fell from the branch and floated to the top of the tombstone.

……

School of different arts.

Princess Minghe looked at Lin Xiu with a frown, and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing, and you didn't say anything if you didn't come, causing us to wait for you here for so long."

Lin Xiu apologized, "I'm sorry, I have something to do temporarily, we can start now."

In the past, he would practice double cultivation with Princess Minghe in the morning, but now it was afternoon, even after the usual time to go to the Changchun Palace, the imperial concubine and the little guy were probably waiting for him.

After double cultivation with Princess Minghe, after walking out of her yard, Zhao Lingyin asked Lin Xiu, "What happened?"

Lin Xiu asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Lingyin said: "Your face is full of things."

Lin Xiu almost forgot that Lingyin had the same power of observation as a spy. Princess Minghe couldn't tell that he had something on his mind, but she couldn't hide it from Lingyin.

Lin Xiu asked: "Do you still remember the Haitang girl we met yesterday?"

Zhao Lingyin glanced at him and said, "Of course I remember, you went to take care of her tofu shop?"

Lin Xiu shook her head and said, "She's dead."

Zhao Lingyin was stunned for a moment, then said in disbelief: "How is this possible, we saw her yesterday!"