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Zuo Wuxun suddenly said: "The county magistrate told me that because the silver hairpin that fell in the second lady's room was too abrupt, you suspect that the murderer is a man?"

Qian Qianqian is about to say that this is the smoke they released deliberately, the purpose is to confuse the real murderer, not really suspecting that the murderer is a man.

Ning Yin caught the point all of a sudden: "What else did the county magistrate tell you?"

Zuo Wuxun clenched his fist with one hand and pressed it to his lips, coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice with a hint of a smile, "They say you have brain problems, but the obvious answer is a detour."

The implication is that the county magistrate also knew that the appearance of the silver hairpin did not directly indicate that the real culprit was a man, let alone determine the answer.

Ning Yin, money and money: "...that's not what we intended."

"The county magistrate has discussed with Catcher Wang, and nine out of ten murderers are members of the Chen family. They understand your intentions, but this matter involves several lives, so you must not act rashly." Zuo Wuxun said seriously.

Ning Yin nodded.

When the three of them came to the dry well in the backyard, the police officers had already gone down to check it out. This was the second time they went down the well. The first time they went down the well, they found nothing. A clay doll, and the back of the clay doll is engraved with two words, nannie.

Wang Catcher held the clay doll with a handkerchief, and lifted it up to look: "This clay doll is quite old, but it is well preserved."

At this point, Catcher Wang paused, and he asked Ning Yin who was silent: "Brother Jiuxian, do you see what's wrong with this clay doll?"

"I'm against the clay sculpture..." Ning Yin was about to decline, but his eyes accidentally moved to one place. He trotted to the edge of the well, kicked the mud with his toes, and some paper ashes appeared in front of everyone.

Wang Butou raised his eyebrows: "What is this?" After speaking, he squatted on the ground and twisted it with his fingertips: "It was burned last night."

Zuo Wuxun also came, he took the clay doll, said: "The incense paper should be burned for the two young ladies of the Chen family, but this clay doll..."

Ning Yin, Wang Butou, and Zuo Wuxun looked at each other and said in unison: "It's the murderer!"

Wang Butou stood up, the official knife on his body moved because of his movements, Wang Butou immediately said: "Let all the servants of the Chen residence come over for questioning!"

And in the corner, a maid hiding in the dark stepped back cautiously, seeing that they didn't notice her, she trotted all the way to the west courtyard, and then knocked on a wooden door panting: "Sister Butterfly, Sister Butterfly. "

After a while, a maid opened the door, she stretched out her head to look around, and found that there was no one there, only a little maid, so she asked, "What's the matter?"

The little maid told Die Die what she saw at the dry well in the backyard, and then said blankly: "Wang Butou said he wanted to see all the servants in the mansion, I have to go back now, in case the aunt in charge doesn't see me Be angry."

Butterfly asked her to go back first, then closed the door with a heavy heart, and whispered in her mouth: "The hint is so obvious, why haven't I discovered it yet..."

Find?

Found what?

Hearing this, Ning Yin, who had spotted the little girl hiding in the corner a long time ago and came here specially, frowned. Seeing that the wooden door was closed, he had to turn around and leave, but he didn't notice that there was also a person behind him, two brains. The doors came together with a bang, a crisp sound.

Ning Yin covered his forehead and said with tears in his eyes, "You! Zuo Wuxun, why are you here?"

Zuo Wuxun touched his forehead, and said: "You chased after me without saying anything, I was worried, so I came to take a look."

Ning Yin was still angry with him in her heart, and brushed past him directly: "Oh really."

Zuo Wuxun chased after him, and looked helplessly at Ning Yin's angry back. Ever since he grew up, no one would throw face at him in front of him, and Jiu Xian did not give himself face over and over again, but he did not angry……

Zuo Wuxun himself was quite surprised.

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