Help! I just woke up and was stabbed by a big kid

Seeing that he was lost in thought, Jing Yuanshou did not dare to speak for a moment and just looked around.

It was daytime now, and the windows in the house were covered with translucent paper, so it was still very bright. The paper ash on the ground was not completely burned, and there were some damaged pages left. Jing Yuanshou picked them up and saw that they were just some ordinary books.

The lantern on the table had burned out, leaving only a piece of wax; the lampshade was placed aside, with a string of blood splattered on it.

Jing Yuanshou picked it up casually, looked at it, and put it back on the table. The bloodstains on the bottom of the lampshade fit perfectly with the table, and it seemed that it was placed like this when Hu Mengzhu was slashed in the throat.

Jing Yuanshou stared at the blood splatter for a long time, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

He looked at the bookcase.

The bookcase was a multi-treasure structure with drawers at the bottom. The inside had been checked and there was nothing left.

The treasure chest was leaning against the wall, with a clear trail of blood splatter on it, but at the end of the bloodstain, there was a strange blank space.

Jing Yuanshou leaned over to take a closer look.

The wall that the treasure chest was leaning against should have been splattered with blood! But the blood spots were cut off at the edge of the horizontal board, just like...

There is a secret compartment!

Jing Yuanshou began to grope around.

"What are you doing?" Jingcun had finished thinking and looked at Jing Yuanshou who was tinkering around in front of the bookcase like a thief: "What did you find?"

Jing Yuanshou recounted his guess in a flurry of words, then pointed to the bookcase and said, "There must be a secret compartment in here! Otherwise, how could there be no blood splattered on it? Even if there was something blocking it, there wouldn't be no bloodstains on the entire compartment."

Jing Cun and Jing Yuanbao also came forward, and the three of them studied the secret compartment for a long time.

No mechanism was found anywhere, and finally Jing Cun pressed lightly on the wall, and the door of the secret compartment popped open.

There was nothing inside, and a string of bloodstains matched the blood outside perfectly.

"It seems that after Hu Mengzhu opened the secret compartment, the killer cut his throat with a knife." Jing Yuanshou said.

Jingcun said: "It seems that he was forced to come here. He was wearing pajamas, barefoot, and the clothes on his back were torn. He was threatened when he was sleeping."

Jing Yuanbao nodded and looked at Jing Cun with admiration.

Jingcun's mind was in a mess. The sudden inspiration he had just received gave him a bad feeling, but he could not find the source of this feeling.

With something on his mind, he went to see Hu Mengzhu's bedroom again, and the situation there was exactly the same - Mrs. Hu was dead, killed by a single knife, the quilt was open, and Hu Mengzhu was indeed forced into the study.

Those things that were burned must be the evidence of Hu Mengzhu's communication with the person behind the scenes.

There was no one alive in the entire Hu Mansion. Everyone had their throats slit to death, including Hu Mengzhu's children, wives and concubines. Even the Western puppy raised in the backyard was killed, perhaps because they were afraid that the dog's barking would attract soldiers.

Jing Yuanbao also came back with the confessions of the guards in the surrounding official residences: "They were probably afraid of getting into trouble, and they all gave the same answer: they saw nothing and heard nothing."

Jing Yuanshou frowned and said, "They are all servants of prominent officials. It is not easy to arrest them and interrogate them. Sir, what do you think?"

He looked at Jingcun.

Jingcun did not answer for a long time. He paused for a moment, and finally spoke, but what he said was irrelevant: "Yuanshou and Yuanbao, you two should keep an eye on the Hu family. I have to go to Donglin Guard immediately."

"Ah? Okay." Jing Yuanbao said.

Jingcun left in a hurry. The gate of Hu's mansion was already filled with onlookers. The Jinwu Guards in the city tightly blocked the perimeter of Hu's mansion and did not let anyone in - especially the emerging profession that had quickly emerged after the heyday of Hangdou Bookstore: journalists.

He used some tricks to bypass this group of wanderers who were trying to get information and make extra money, and returned to the base camp of the Donggong Donglin Guard.

"Lord Jing?" The captain of the Donglin Guard was not in today's operation. When he saw Jing Cun suddenly turn back, his face became serious: "What happened?"

"The Hu family was wiped out." Jingcun said, "But I'm not here to ask about this. Please give me a list of the people who accompanied the team to search the Sarhan residence in Yuning Prefecture."

The captain of the guard stood up and walked towards the wing where the files were stored. He said, "The Hu family was destroyed... Oh my God. Wait, when Sarhan's house was searched, it wasn't just our Donglin Guards who were there. There were also soldiers brought by the governor of Yuzhou at the time, and Zhong Hao's own people... There were so many people."

"Count our people first." Jingcun said. He believed that anyone who could notice such details and speak out boldly must be someone from their Donglin Guards - ordinary soldiers usually did not dare to tell him such seemingly useless details.

The captain of the guard searched for a long time and finally took out a list.

There are ten names written in neat small characters on it.

"Your Highness was still hiding his incompetence at the time, so he only sent ten people to blend into the team." The captain of the guard said, "I'll send someone to call them."

Jingcun sat down, not in the mood to drink tea. He just wanted to find out who had knocked over the porcelain vase.

Soon, eight people walked into the house in an orderly manner and saluted Jingcun.

"Two more people have been sent out and cannot come back for the time being." said the captain of the guard.

Jingcun asked directly: "Back then, a gallbladder bottle was found in Sarhan's palace. Who still remembers this?"

Someone stepped out and said, "Master Jing, it was me who was in the room at that time."

Jingcun was very happy to have found the person who was there: "Oh? Do you still remember the details of that time?"

"I remember!" the man said, "Master Jing also felt that something was wrong? I heard it very clearly at that time. The iron gall bottle fell to the ground first, followed by the porcelain bottle! But at that time, Master didn't think it was wrong, so I..."

He looked guilty and excited: "My Lord, you still remember what I said!"

"I suddenly thought of this incident today and found it strange." Jingcun's face was solemn: "Do you recognize the person who accidentally broke the gallbladder bottle?"

The man shook his head. "At that time, in order to avoid suspicion or something, there would be no soldiers from the same faction in the room. That person should be from Luoyang. He speaks standard Mandarin, but he is not a brother of the Donglin Guard."

"Since he is from Luoyang, he must be the one brought by Zhong Hao?" The captain of the guard said, "I will contact him right away."

Jingcun nodded: "Hurry up. I will report this to His Highness."

The captain of the guard thought, what happened? It was just the sound of a bottle... But Jingcun was a man of great intelligence and power, so he had to do his job well.

……

Jingcun went to the palace and told Qin Zhaoyue about this.

Qin Zhaoyue did not wonder how he could get away from the Hu family's affairs, but pondered for a moment.

The extermination of the Hu family was already a very serious matter, and Jingcun suddenly brought such an old news. He had to digest and think about it carefully.

"You mean, that person deliberately led us to discover the bile bottle?" Qin Zhaoyue asked.

"That's exactly what I'm guessing." Jingcun said, "If he intends for us to discover that thing, what is his intention?"

He paused.

"Friend or foe?"