Detective Case of Black Belly

But then again, fortunately today is a rest day, otherwise it would not be good if the group of yellow-mouthed children in the academy watched my husband be picked out by the people in the yamen for questioning.

Unexpectedly, it was Jia Rushi's daughter who was the first to see. She was sweeping the floor in the front yard. She was obviously surprised when she saw two outsiders, but she also put down her broom and came over.She is at the right age, wearing a light pink dress, with a graceful figure, bowing gracefully, it really makes people feel good.

There was no trace of sadness on her face. I wonder if the news of Cao En's death had not reached her ears yet? "Fu Qingkai, the magistrate of Qinghe County, Mr. Fu, Wu Yuyan, the arresting head of Qinghe County." Wu Yuyan pointed to Fu Qingkai, and then pointed to himself.

"Hello, gentlemen. My daughter's name is Jia Huan. Excuse me, what can I do for you?" With such a decent attitude, Fu Qingkai found it difficult to explain why she came.

"Excuse me, where is your father?" Wu Yuyan didn't have such troubles, and still asked freely.

"Father, he is resting in his room." After all, it was the sons and daughters of the boudoir, and the official came to visit suddenly, with a somewhat panicked look on his face.

"That troublesome girl led us the way." Fu Qingkai said.

The three of them walked towards the inner courtyard, "I don't know, my lords, what can I ask my father for?"

Pretty girls really love beauty, Jia Huan led the way, turned his head to ask the two of them, there was a faint fragrance floating in his gestures.The pair of emerald jade inlaid gold earrings on her ears, even Fu Qing thought this man was very unique and novel.

"I want to ask your father for some information about the murder case. Miss Jia is weak, so don't listen to it." Fu Qingkai said very considerately, Wu Yuyan's eyes wandered for a while, and he settled down again Calm down.

Jia Huan lightly knocked on the door, "Father, father, Master Fu and Butou Wu of the yamen have something to do with you."

The door of the room opened suddenly, and a skinny man with a shrunken face looked at them unkindly, and there was a faint smell of alcohol wafting from the room.

"Why did you come out to welcome guests, Aunt Zhao? There are no rules, so don't stay in the room properly." There was a slap in the face, and at the end, Jia Rushi's dark purple lips were still about to spit out some complaints, maybe it was an obstacle Yu Fuqing and Wu Yuyan were present, but they didn't make a sound.

Jia Huan gave a blessing and left with red eye circles.

Whenever this kind of embarrassing thing happened in front of him, Fu Qingkai was particularly envious of Wu Yuyan's iceberg face that never changed when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

For example, now, Fu Qing is so embarrassed that he doesn't know how to start.But Wu Yuyan asked straightforwardly, "Mr. Jia, do you know the news that Cao En is dead?"

Jia Rushi snorted, "I still know how to call him a gentleman." After all, Wu Yuyan was tall and tall, and he was a member of the imperial court, so he was no longer the little disciple who could play hands-on whenever he wanted.

Jia Rushi just sarcastically said, "I know, why?"

"According to Cao En's disclosure before his death, he and Ling'ai wanted to get married at the end of this month. Now that he is dead, what about Ling'ai's marriage?"

"In this world, there are only men who can't marry a wife. How can there be a woman who can't marry?"

"I heard that Cao En contributed a lot to the establishment of Moxiang Academy?" Fu Qingkai asked.

Jia Rushi's expression suddenly became a little uncomfortable, "Once you have money, you naturally want to decorate your face decently, donate some money, leave a clear name, it's a matter of little effort."

"But why don't you leave a good name on the stele outside the academy?" The expression on Jia Rushi's face suddenly became ridiculous, and Fu Qingkai could almost read from his expression, "How can I forget this?" Well, what can I say. 'the meaning of.

Wu Yuyan and Fu Qingkai looked at him with half-smiles.

He lowered his head and sighed, "When I used to teach students, they were all in private schools built with thatched houses. Master Wu also knew that when it was windy and rainy, classes had to be suspended. Eight years ago, even the thatched thatched The house was also torn apart in a typhoon, and my little daughter and I had no shelter at all. At that time, Cao En had a son left by his former wife’s house, and asked me to come over and be the teacher.” There was no strong expression. , Jia Rushi looks ten years older.

"Those two years were uneventful and there were no twists and turns. Later, when my daughter grew up, I felt it was inconvenient to depend on others, so I saved up some savings and thought about renting a house outside. Cao Enna proposed to me Donate to a college. He said sincerely, saying that he was making some contributions to the county, and raised some other charitable funds, but he didn’t want the name of the donor.”

"I'm a scholar. I spend my whole day buried in books. I only think that he is the most kind-hearted person in the world. In addition, my daughter was still young at the time, and was about the same size as his son. I don't know the dirty idea he had. Before A few months later, he proposed marriage to me, and I naturally refused, but he spread it everywhere and said that I agreed. I was really suffocated. I was so happy that he died. I was more than ever before last night. I drank a few cups of medicinal wine. But my lord," Jia Rushi said earnestly, "his death has nothing to do with me."

Wu Yuyan believed what he said, and it had nothing to do with what he said, because Wu Yuyan could smell the smell of Chuanshanlong, Fangfeng, and Duhuo in the faint alcohol smell from that room, all of which were medicinal materials in the rheumatic bone pain wine.The night before Cao En's death was cloudy and rainy, so clear half mud footprints were left on the window sill.Even if Jia Rushi is old and frail, Jia Rushi should have suffered from rheumatism in those few days, so how could he have the strength to kill someone?

Wu Yuyan shared his thoughts with Fu Qing, "Your nose is quite sharp." Fu Qing said with emotion. "My sense of smell is indeed more sensitive than ordinary people, but it is also because my father also suffers from rheumatism, so I am familiar with it. If it is other medicinal materials, I am afraid I cannot distinguish it." Wu Yuyan explained. "How did you think to ask Mr. Jia, 'If you wanted to kill him, how would you do it?'" Wu Yuyan would occasionally have some unexpected words and deeds, just like hiccupping for Fu Qing that day.

"If the half-footprint on the window sill was left by the murderer, he must not be tall and can't fight hard. So go in from the back garden, sneak into the room, wait for Cao En to fall asleep, ride on him, wrap him in a quilt, and mess around. Stabbing to death with a knife, such a process is more in line with the clues left at the scene of the case."

"Mr. Jia said that he can kill with poison, which is quite in line with his weak physical strength." Fu Qing touched his chin, "So even if the murderer is not tall, he still has strength. Otherwise, Cao En's role in pain It might knock him over."

The two of them were walking and chatting, planning to go to Cao's mansion to investigate again. Suddenly, a child ran out of the way and hit Fu Qing's belly hard. Fortunately, Wu Yuyan helped him in time, otherwise he would really fall. upside down.Fu Qingkai hadn't said anything yet, but the child started howling, and an evil-looking woman came out, grabbed the child, and indiscriminately accused Fu Qingkai and Wu Yuyan of walking blind.

Wu Yuyan turned slightly to block Fu Qingkai's front.Neither of them were wearing official uniforms. Fortunately, a sharp-eyed woman recognized them and grabbed her to whisper a few words.The old woman stopped her mouth resentfully, and wanted to say something nice with a shy face, but was slapped in the face by the hem of the clothes raised by the two of them as they walked.

"Does it still hurt?" "A little bit, I guess it's blue." Wu Yuyan frowned, "The child is naughty, and if you don't discipline him, you will get into big trouble sooner or later." Hit this one, you can't hit her hard, and you can't beat that woman if you scold her, she really suffers from being dumb." Seeing that Fu Qing was still clutching his abdomen, and walking a little slowly, Wu Yuyan subconsciously wanted to reach out his right hand to grab his shoulder, and turned back. When overwhelmed, he put down his hand again.

Everyone in the Cao Mansion is already dressed in hemp and mourning, and there are white elegiac couplets hanging everywhere.Cao En's son and his family were kneeling before the coffin.Seeing the two of them coming, he got up quickly, and the housekeeper handed him a warm pad, and he rubbed his face vigorously to wake up.

Cao En's son is called Cao Lang, but he was born upright, with a slender figure, and he looks like his mother's side.His words were also gentle and reasonable, "My lords, do you have any clues or can I help you?"

Fu Qingkai said with some shame, "I don't have any very sure clues. I came here this time to take a look at the back garden of the mansion. We suspect that the murderer sneaked into the mansion from there." .”

"Master Fu's deduction is very possible. That place is the biggest gap in my house. Among other things, the servants are sometimes lazy and slippery, and they all go through the side door in the back garden."

The housekeeper was standing beside him, extremely ashamed, "It's all because of the negligence of the villain."

"Tsk, you only have one pair of eyes, so it's inevitable that you've missed something, so you don't need to blame yourself." Cao Lang continued, "I've advised my father to change his residence. If my mother didn't like that house before she was alive, my father would not have insisted on living there. It's gone." This was beyond Fu Qingkai and Wu Yuyan's expectations, the lecherous person is also a long-term lover.

While Cao Lang was talking, he led the two of them into the back garden. Suddenly, a little maid came out from around the corner with her head buried. The master has to go to the temple to burn incense to go to bad luck.

"Bold! How dare you be so reckless!" Cao Lang was also taken aback by the sudden appearance of the little maid.The little maid was so frightened by the accident that she knelt and shivered on the ground, and even the things she was holding tightly in her hands were scattered all over the floor. They were some jewelry powder wrapped in a pink handkerchief or something.

The housekeeper of Cao's mansion picked it up and looked at it for a while, "The second-rate goods should not belong to the lady's wife's room. Could it be that you stole the dowry from some big maid?"

The charge of stealing was charged, and the little girl's voice changed in fright, "No, no, sister Ling'er made an order with the peddler the day before yesterday, and asked me to pick it up today." His face was even uglier. If the master wasn't present, he might have roared.