General Raiders [Unlimited]

After the love talk, the two returned to the topic again.

When Zou Jingcheng woke up, it meant that he had finished the okra's death scene, changed back to his original clothes, and all the things hidden in his pockets fell out.

I saw that in addition to the bamboo plaque with Aunt Yao's name on it that he mentioned earlier, there were also some women's combs, hairpins, jade articles, etc., among which there was a hanging plaque.

Open this listing, inside is the horoscope of birth date, next to it is a baby name "Shuo'er".

Nan Yuan looked at the sign and couldn't help but think of something.

"Could it be that this is the listing of the painter Meng Yi?"

Zou Jingcheng nodded, "Then Meng Yi should have confirmed that her mother belongs to Aunt Yao through this listing."

Nan Yuan: "What do you mean?"

Zou Jingcheng: "Take a closer look at Aunt Yao's belongings."

Nan Yuan picked up the comb and flipped it left and right.

Suddenly, he found that the word "Suo" was engraved on the inconspicuous place at the bottom of the comb.

The next moment, he picked up a hairpin next to him.

Sure enough, the word is also on the hairpin.

And the jade and embroidery, without exception, all have traces of this word.

He handed these unremarkable lettering to Zou Jingcheng who was beside him.

"It seems that Aunt Yao has been thinking about this child all the time? Could it be that the artist said that Aunt Yao abandoned him for something else?"

Looking at those words, Zou Jingcheng frowned slightly,

"There is a possibility. However, it is not ruled out that the artist carved it himself. As you said just now, let's go to the madam's room to confirm."

With that said, he took off his coat again and handed it to Nan Yuan,

"Put it on like you did before."

But this time, Nanyuan didn't obey obediently.

Reminiscent of his previous mood when he saw Zou Jingcheng wearing a skirt, he couldn't help but chuckled and said,

"Zou Jingcheng, are you jealous?"

Zou Jingcheng's eyes suddenly closed down,

"What did you say?"

Nanyuan: "You think I'm dressed too sexy, and I'm afraid of being seen by others, so I feel very itchy and uncomfortable, is that so?"

Zou Jingcheng glanced over his head and said in a deep voice,

"I don't know what you're talking about. It's cold at night. I advise you to put on your coat."

However, instead of putting on the coat, Nan Yuan reached out and grabbed the fabric on his shoulders...

Zou Jingcheng couldn't help but grabbed his wrist, his voice gradually became hoarse,

"What exactly are you doing?"

Nan Yuan: "Not only did I not feel cold, but I felt a little hot. I don't know if my heart is hotter..."

Just as he was about to grab the fabric and pull it down, suddenly, he found something, and couldn't help but let out a "Huh——".

He lowered his head and lowered the fabric on the shoulder.

I saw that the fabric was not a thin layer, but there were several layers inside.

At this moment, he no longer teased Zou Jingcheng with this, but studied the structure of this dress.

But he saw that the fabric on his body could be stretched out, so that the clothes with very little fabric turned into a robe with a lot of fabric in an instant, and the excess fabric on both sides could wrap around the whole body two or three times.

"Fuck, what kind of fancy dress is this?"

Nan Yuan couldn't help but frowned, never seen a piece of clothing that can shrink so easily?

And Zou Jingcheng also realized the unusualness of this dress.

After carefully studying the structure of this dress, he said in a deep voice,

"It's not clothes, it's a swaddle!"

Nan Yuan was stunned, "Swaddling baby?"

Zou Jingcheng nodded, "It is the cloth used to wrap babies in ancient times. When the wind is strong or it is cold, the cloth can be stretched to wrap the baby in it to keep out the cold, and when the weather is hot, the cloth can be shortened to expose the baby. Limbs and breasts, to cool the baby."

Nan Yuan looked down at his clothes again,

"So, this little stone is not wearing clothes, but swaddling clothes?"

Zou Jingcheng lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said,

"Thinking about it carefully, the speeches of Shuo and Shi are somewhat similar, and in local dialect, they are almost the same..."

Nanyuan suddenly thought of something,

"Could it be... this old bustard doesn't regard Xiao Shizi as a male favorite?"

Zou Jingcheng nodded, "It's very possible that she regards him as her own child."

Nan Yuan and Zou Jingcheng had never thought of this point before.

After all, when raising a man in the boudoir, the first thing that comes to mind is the relationship between men and women. Never thought that there can be a relationship between mother and child?

Nan Yuan: "Then why did the bustard give Xiaoshizi aphrodisiac?"

Zou Jingcheng: "I have researched before, and the ingredients in the aphrodisiac are tonic ingredients. For men, they have a great tonic effect. Therefore, the old bustard gave Xiao Shizi this medicine, probably just to make him tonic. It’s just the body, but, what I didn’t expect is that if it’s supplemented too much, it turns into poison instead.”

Nan Yuan nodded his head intently.

It seems that the truth is much more complicated than they imagined.

If you look at it this way, the bustard has always been thinking about her child, then why did she abandon him in the first place?

Is it forced by the situation, or are there other reasons?

It is useless for them to be suspicious at this moment, the most important thing now is to go to the madam's room to find the answer.

After all, there was a dead body in the madam's room.

At that moment, the two of them came to the old bustard's residence again.

After Zou Jingcheng took out the sign with the birth date on it, he instantly unlocked the lock on the door that was condensed with resentment.

After opening the old bustard's room, a rancid smell came over his face in an instant.

At this moment, Nan Yuan saw a person hanging from the beam of the house.

Although they vaguely guessed the cause of death of the corpse through the hole in Xiaoshizi's room before, both of them were shocked when they saw the corpse.

Because, this corpse is not the bustard, but the corpse of a man.

Zou Jingcheng couldn't help frowning,

"This is the painter Meng Yi."

After the door was opened, a gust of wind blew up, shaking the corpse from side to side.

Nan Yuan couldn't help being surprised,

"Why is the painter's body hanging here?"

Zou Jingcheng gestured to the corpse, and said in a deep voice,

"If you go forward and touch the corpse, you may be able to know some new plots."

However, this time, Nanyuan did not follow suit.

He turned his head to look at Zou Jingcheng, and said in a deep voice,

"Zou Jingcheng, are you giving me points?"

Hearing this sentence, Zou Jingcheng was taken aback for a moment.

Nan Yuan: "Actually, I discovered not long ago that there are many topics that you don't do yourself, but you leave them to me. Do you want to give them to me?"

Zou Jingcheng couldn't help taking a deep breath.

He lowered his head, showing a self-deprecating smile,

"Senior, it seems that you have become much smarter."

Nan Yuan chuckled, "That's called Ai Wu Ji Wu, after all, the person I like is so smart, I can't always hold him back..."

Zou Jingcheng: "I think it's more appropriate for you to use the two words of "obsessed with ears and eyes", or "close to Zhuzhechi."

Nan Yuan: "Then how do you show that I like you?"

Zou Jingcheng couldn't help but took another deep breath.

Unexpectedly, once Nan Yuan became serious, he would be so straightforward...

Zou Jingcheng could hardly bear to tell Nan Yuan the truth.

He pinched his arm, trying to pull back his thoughts.

Now is not the time to talk to Nan Yuan, after all, in the examination room, every minute and every second is precious, there is no time for them to waste...

"Okay, I'm going to touch the corpse, but I don't know if the time is correct and if it can trigger the plot."

Saying that, Zou Jingcheng walked to the corpse of the painter Meng Yi, and reached out to touch his corpse.

In a blink of an eye, he felt his shoulders sink again.

He turned his head, only to see Meng Yi's wraith was already leaning on his shoulder.

However, what was strange was that Meng Yi's wraith was holding his shoulder with one hand, while the other was supporting it with his head.

Zou Jingcheng couldn't help reaching out and pinching Meng Yi's sleeve.

One of his cuffs is empty.

In other words, his right hand is incomplete.

At this moment, Nan Yuan walked towards Zou Jingcheng and said,

"The painter's wraith attached to you?"

Zou Jingcheng nodded, "Senior's guess is quite accurate."

Nan Yuan smiled, took out the bronze mirror on his body,

"After all, I have a cheating tool on me. You can tell if you have it as soon as you take a photo."

As he spoke, he looked at Zou Jingcheng, "Do you have any new clues?"

Zou Jingcheng took out the handkerchief, "I have almost all the information about the painter here, and now there is only one information about the murderer."

Nan Yuan wondered: "The painter didn't commit suicide? Was he killed?"

Zou Jingcheng nodded, "The strangle marks on his neck are a bit abnormal. If he was hanged, the strangle marks on both sides should be higher and curved, but the reality is that the left and right sides of his strangle marks are almost in a horizontal line, so, He was strangled and hung there, and..."

He patted his right hand,

"His right hand was chopped off."

Nan Yuan couldn't help being stunned, he suddenly remembered something,

"Chuntao seemed to be missing a right leg at the time, and the artist lost a right hand. Is there any connection between this...?"

Zou Jingcheng frowned slightly,

"I don't know yet, but I think I should be able to confirm who the murderer is."

Nan Yuan was startled,

"Could it be... this painter is a talkative again?"

Zou Jingcheng shook his head, "No, the painter didn't say anything, but Miss Qiukui told me about all the people in the Chunlou, and I remembered them all in my mind. Now I compare them one by one, and one of them is always the murderer."

Nan Yuan: "...how many people are there in this Chunlou?"

Zou Jingcheng: "Girls, stewards, servants, maids, gardeners, thugs, all these people are finally together, there are nearly a hundred of them."

Nan Yuan: "..." How the hell can you remember all of them?

This is the gap between a top student and a bad student...

After waiting for a while, Zou Jingcheng's clothes changed into a painter's gown.

Obviously, he figured out the identity of the murderer.

Zou Jingcheng: "The painter was killed by Uncle Zhang, the steward of the brothel."

Nan Yuan was stunned, "Why did he kill the painter? Are they related?"

After Zou Jingcheng was silent for a while, he took out the listing card again and reached out to open it...

At the same time, Nan Yuan felt that the scene in front of him changed instantly.

Nan Yuan found that he was hugged by a woman.

And at the window beside them, there was someone watching them, but it was Zou Jingcheng.

He didn't see the body of the bustard, nor did he see the portrait of the bustard. How did this trigger the death plot?

And...why is Zou Jingcheng included in his plot?