Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

Chief Fan She said with a mournful face, "Since I heard the conversation between Hengsheng and Ms. Meng, I began to secretly show my affection to Yinniang. One day, Yinniang brought me a picture and asked me if I knew the person above."

"The person in that painting is Meng Tian, ​​the Shu Tong of the Meng Mansion who was burned to death 20 years ago?" Jiu Ru asked.

Fan Shechang nodded, with a dazed look on his face: "It's been so many years, I can't recognize it at first glance. But the painting is so similar and lifelike, it's exactly the same as Meng Tian back then. Also with..."

"Then you found out that this painting is very similar to a person..." Zhao Ran said, "You point him out."

Chief Fan She didn't dare to raise his head, and slowly raised his hand to point at Meng Chengtian, causing an uproar in the crowd.

How could it be Meng Chengtian? !Zhao Ran's eyelids twitched, and Jiu Ru asked, "You didn't make a mistake?"

Fan She said with a bitter face: "Little saint, how dare Fan dare to lie now?"

"Miss Meng..." Jiu Ru pondered for a moment and spoke.

Meng Qingwan's eyes under the veil turned around, and Jiuru continued indifferently: "Miss Meng, please take off the veil, please?"

"Little saint, what do you mean?" Meng Qingwan's voice under the veil was sharp and authentic, "Are you trying to humiliate our Meng family?"

Director Meng Shan seemed to sigh: "Since the Meng family is here to cooperate with the investigation, then according to the words of the little sage, it doesn't matter if you take off your veil."

Meng Qingwan took off the veil from her face, again to Zhaoran's surprise, under the veil, Meng Qingwan's phoenix eyes and thin lips were not unbeautiful, but just like half a cold moon, with a chill in her beauty.

"See clearly?" Meng Qingwan sneered, "Everyone knows that I look like my mother since I was young."

Looks like mother... Zhao Ran took a deep breath.

Meng Qingwan stood up slowly. She was tall and graceful, and said, "Brother, the Meng Mansion has been in the Book City for thousands of years. The Meng Mansion is not only our Meng Mansion, but also the Meng Mansion of the Academy, the Meng Mansion of the Book City. Father He once taught us that in life, there is a yellow sky above and a thick soil below, and everything we do is obvious and obvious, so we can have right and wrong in life, but we must not lose our magnanimity."

Meng Chengtian looked at Meng Qingwan, and said after a while, "So it was you."

Meng Qingwan straightened her back: "I have endured this matter for a long time, but brother, you make mistakes again and again."

She turned her head and said, "Sufen, bring the painting up."

Sufen, who was at the bottom of the steps, came up with her head down, took out a scroll from the armhole, walked to the lamp and slowly unfolded it to everyone.

I saw that the person in the painting was wearing green clothes, smiling before saying a word, and he didn't seem to be doing anything outstanding, but it made people feel that he was self-contained. This is Meng Tian, ​​the school boy of the Meng Mansion back then.

Sure enough, he was [-]% or [-]% similar to Meng Chengtian.

Once again, the people under the steps were excited, and they clearly looked at the sky, and Meng Qingwan, who was standing indifferently, knew that he had been fooled.

Meng Qingwan wore a veil from the very beginning, deliberately giving them the illusion that there was something ulterior about her appearance, but in fact it was Meng Qingwan's appearance that was the most flawless, because she didn't look like that at all. The people in this painting.

The one who looks exactly like the person in the painting is Meng Chengtian.

"I drove Yinniang out of the mansion not because she stole out of the inner mansion, but because she had bad intentions in holding this painting." Meng Qingwan sighed, "The worst thing I did was For the sake of the mansion's reputation, and considering the relationship between brother and sister, I gave Yinniang a sum of money to keep the painting secret. If I could have told my father about this frankly at that time, this would not have happened Brother, you won’t get into such a deep situation…”

As she spoke, tears rolled slightly in her eye sockets, and then gently wiped away the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Such an understatement made Meng Qingwan, who had a cold temperament, suddenly seem a little softer. It reminded me of how much suffering she had faced in the past few days, facing one murder case after another. Live pity.

Zhaoran lowered his head and suddenly saw his own fingers, they became unreal again, and he would disappear.

His eyes were wide open, and his fingertips seemed to be drifting along wisps of moonlight, and he quickly retracted his hands into his sleeves.

Meng Chengtian sneered and said, "My sister is in a hurry to get rid of the relatives before the case is tried, sir!"

Meng Qingwan turned around and looked at Meng Chengtian, with a sad and desolate expression on her face: "Brother, do you think I will show this painting here without knowing it clearly? The head of the team told me everything. In order to cover up her affair, she set fire to Meng Tian to death, but she accidentally left an embroidered shoe on the fire scene. Maybe it was someone who did it, but the sky was watching. It just so happened that the pearls that fell from this pair of embroidered shoes were caught. You picked it up. After Nanny Song found out about this, she hid the other embroidered shoe with ulterior motives. The team leader, the person who killed Nanny Song was the one who stole the embroidered shoe! Today I let Hengsheng went to your room and found it..."

She pointed at Hengsheng with her sharp pale fingers, and Hengsheng, who had been hanging his head, stood up, and took out the beaded embroidery flower that was only known but never seen from his sleeve.

There is a thumb-sized pearl on the light pink embroidered shoe. Maybe too many years have passed, the pearl is covered with dust, and it looks slightly yellowed. This shoe from 20 years ago has traces of time passing, but it seems to have been taken from a certain place. These fragments of time are firmly embedded in it.

Looking at this embroidered shoe, others seem to have seen Baimei running out of the burning study in a panic. She accidentally fell on the threshold and dropped a shoe. She struggled to get up from the ground, The fire was licking the oiled paper window and it was already burning fiercely. The light of the fire reflected her slightly tearful and terrified eyes. She got up from the ground and disappeared into the darkness in a hurry wearing a shoe without looking behind her again. middle.

Meng Chengtian didn't look at the shoe, but looked at Hengsheng with a smile: "Where did you find it? Under the jujube tree in the study? When we were young, we often hid things there."

Hengsheng lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"The witnesses and the material evidence are all there, so what else can you say?" Meng Qingwan said.

Meng Shan let out a long sigh, and said disappointedly: "Chengtian, it's really you. Why did you do such a thing? Even if you are not my own, but I have raised you with my own hands for many years, and you will always be in my heart They are all sons. How can you do such things as killing your mother and killing people."

As he spoke, tears rolled down his face, and the townspeople became angry: "The chief of the mountain, the dragon begets the dragon, and the phoenix begets the phoenix. Such a son is a snake breeder!"

Meng Chengtian took a step back, looked around, and said with a smile: "I've had enough of this damn place! Whoever you want to stay, stay!"

There was only a loud bang, and there was a thick fog in front of the steps. The team leader hurriedly shouted: "Quick, don't let Meng Chengtian run away!"

The people below panicked for a while, and when the fog cleared, Meng Chengtian was nowhere to be seen, and Jiuru's seat was empty, but he stood in front of someone in a daze. Chief Fan She was killed."

Fan She's long and thin face had two big eyes protruding forward, like a grasshopper that has just passed the autumn dew. He had a dagger stuck in his vest, and he died of exhaustion.

"This Meng Chengtian is really crazy!" The team leader was furious, Meng Chengtian ran away in front of them, and killed an important witness who testified against him before leaving.

Zhaoran slowly stood up, he crawled out of the coffin and encountered the case of Wudeng Lane, the case of Buddha's mother, and the case of Yinli. It was a big deal.

The murderer of this case never showed a far-sighted layout, but it was one round after another, seamlessly connected.

He was the most skilled killer of all the cases.

He has only one flaw, and now this flaw has also been eliminated by him.

Meng Qingwan looked at Zhaoran: "I think the facts of the case have come to light. My father has suffered a lot. When the little sage comes back, please bother to tell him. We won't wait for him."

After she finished speaking, she supported Chief Meng Shan and led the Meng Mansion up and down.

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The master outside the city suddenly grabbed the first little donkey, his face changed color and he said: "Oh no, I fell for it."

"Tricked, what are you fooled by?" The carriage happened to hit a rock, bumped up and down, and the head of the magistrate happened to hit the carriage frame.

The master said: "This man killed everyone involved, including Yinniang, the shopkeeper of the bookstore, Nanny Song, and even his own mother, Mrs. Meng, but why did he keep Fan Shechang?" Woolen cloth?"

The magistrate touched his head and said, "Then why did he keep Chief Fan She behind on purpose..."

Master pulled the rein, sat on the little donkey and sighed: "It's a good way to kill people with a knife!"

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Zhao Ran looked around for a while, before Jiu Ru turned back from a distance: "Meng Chengtian has someone to meet him, I watched them hide in Xishan."

"Why don't they go out of the city and stay away, but still hide near here?" Zhao Ran murmured.

Jiu Rudao: "It seems that you don't think Meng Chengtian is the murderer."

"He's not." The most direct reason is that Zhaoran's limbs are starting to become illusory again, but he can't tell Jiuru about this, so Zhaoran can only say, "I rely on my intuition."

"Intuition alone is useless."

Zhao Ran took Jiu Ru's hand: "So we're going to ask someone."

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Su coughed in the room: "Is it Zhaoxian?" The smile on her face froze when she saw Jiuru.

Zhaoran pulled Jiuru and said, "I have something to ask Mrs. Su."

Su coughed violently: "I know what you want to ask. You want to ask about that painting. Yes, that painting belongs to me. Yinniang found it from me and stole it. Last time I did that on purpose. Said, it is to have more doubts for you to investigate Yinniang and Ah Tian's death."

Zhao Ran said: "Meng Tian has been dead for nearly 20 years, and his voice and appearance must have been blurred in other people's memories, but Su Aniang, who carefully preserved the portrait of her late husband, must have recognized that Meng Chengtian looked very much like her. dead husband."

"What can a painting prove?" Su coughed lightly a few times.

"It's true that it can't prove anything...but it can be used for revenge." Zhao Ran said, "When you found that Meng Chengtian looked exactly like his dead husband, you thought that Meng Tian could never die by accident. He was deliberately burned. dead."

Su Shi coughed twice again: "After all, he deserves to die, who made him have an affair with the mistress?"

"He didn't have an affair with the mistress, but was coerced by Chief Meng to share the bed with Baimei, so that he could give birth to the eldest son Meng Chengtian and the second daughter Meng Qingwan one after another for the Meng family who couldn't have children at all."

Su Coughed violently, panting, "You, you..."

Zhao Ran said, "Do you want to ask me how I know?"

"Because of Meng Qingwan's sentence, I have looked like my biological mother since I was a child..." Zhao Ran said, "Her words unintentionally revealed the truth. It is not that she is not an illegitimate child, but she was born like a biological mother."

Su Shi gritted her teeth and said with red eyes: "Ah Tian grew up in the Meng Mansion since he was a child, and he obeyed Meng Shan's words. The only thing he didn't obey his orders was to marry me, a foreign girl who fled to Book City. Ah Tian and I After getting married, he became more and more afraid of going back to the Meng Mansion. Once he even told me that if something happened in the future, he would let me take the child away... It's a pity that I couldn't listen to him. Yinniang is also dead."

Zhao Ran said: "We came here to ask you another matter. Nanny Song once gave birth to a child. Is this child... also belonged to Meng Tian?"

Su shook her head: "I never said that to Ah Tian, ​​he only told me to be careful of Baimei, and never mentioned anyone else."

"Is it possible... that what Su Aniang gave birth to was not Yinniang, but another child." Zhao Ran said, "Although this child was secretly replaced by the Meng family, after she became an adult, she knew about it through some means. His own background, he may have tried to contact you, do you have any impression."

Su's cough was out of breath, she waved her hands and said, "I have to think about it."

Jiu Ru nodded: "Then you have a good rest."

As soon as Zhaoran walked to the door, Mrs. Su said again: "I heard from Yinniang before that Miss Meng likes to drink tea, but not to drink leaf tea, but to drink round tea with spices... This habit has nothing to do with I'm somewhat similar."