Friends are always teasing me [Transmigration Book]

Speaking of the process of handling the case, Mo Liang was as excited as if he had eaten a Snickers bar.

This started from the moment Mo Liang and Wei Lan acted separately and left the Yamen.

Ma Han saw that he walked like a duck, and also like a crab, crossing his legs and walking in a horse gait, which was quite miraculous.

He couldn't help asking: "Brother Mo, what kind of kung fu are you practicing?"

It is said that there is a Beast King Village in the martial arts world, and the disciples in the village are all realized in the form of animals to practice external skills.For example, Mantis Boxing, Eagle Claw Boxing, and Monkey Boxing are all famous and popular martial arts.

Brother Mo, what kind of skill did you practice?Duck skill?Crab work?

Mo Liang glanced at him, and said angrily: "Practice your sister, my butt hurts!"

A dead Lanzi, he didn't even do the foreplay, he went straight to the attack, and now his chrysanthemum is still throbbing, sweating in pain.

When he goes back, he is absolutely forced to protest with the minister. Certain powers of this supervisor must be abolished!

Ma Han didn't understand why he was angry, and was taken aback for a while.Immediately thought, it might be because his sudden appearance disturbed his and Wei Lan's good affairs, so he became inexplicably angry.

You can't blame him for this matter, it's just that the two of them are too bold, in broad daylight, under the wall - no matter what, they should find a place where no one is there!

Fortunately, Ma Han is generous and doesn't care about him.

The yamen servant outside the door was clever, seeing Mo Liang coming out, he immediately led the horse over.

Mo Liang curled his lips and said, "I can't (can't) ride a horse, prepare a sedan chair for me!"

The yamen servant was stunned. He hadn't heard of a head catcher sitting in a sedan chair.

Seeing him in a daze, Ma Han hurriedly said, "If you are told to prepare the sedan chair, prepare the sedan chair, don't hurry up!"

But there is only one sedan chair, and that is Mr. Bao's big green woolen sedan chair.Even though Mo Liang had the guts to sit down, they didn't have the guts to lift it up.

The yamen servant made a compromise and set him a carriage.Anyway, the cushion is also soft, and his buttocks are not tired.

At the entrance of Yuelai Inn, the left-behind yamen servant saw Mo Liang's walking posture, and his eyes widened.Just as he was about to speak, Mo Liang said, "Don't ask!"

The yamen servant was stunned, his mouth opened, and Mo Liang hurriedly said: "Don't say anything!"

The yamen servant had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.

When he saw a man from the Western Regions tied into a big rice dumpling, sitting on the ground and kicking his legs, he hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

The yamen servant covered his mouth and shook his head.

Mo Liang grabbed his hand away and shouted, "I'm asking you something!"

The yamen servant said with a mournful face, "Don't catch the head, you told me not to say anything."

"Damn!" Mo Liang cursed, and dropped an iron fist.

While rubbing the bag, the yamen servant said: "Hui Mo catch the head, the murder weapon that killed the deceased belonged to this person, and he still lives next to the deceased. During the day, the waiter and shopkeeper of the shop witnessed him having an argument with the deceased. There is a serious suspicion! And the most important point! Most murderers are ugly! Just because of his appearance, he is definitely not a good person, and he must have a criminal record."

Relying on his years of experience in solving cases, the yamen servant clenched his fists and spoke with certainty.

After hearing this, Mo Liang moved his face closer, looked at it for a moment, and said, "Well, the appearance is a bit obscene."

"My lord, I'm wronged! You can't treat me as a criminal just because I'm not good-looking! We had a quarrel during the day, but strictly speaking, I'm a victim!" This man spoke fluent Chinese, but he was a little Xinjiang accent.

During the day, he accidentally wet the trousers of the deceased, and the deceased lost his temper with him, and the two quarreled, and finally the deceased snatched the beautifully crafted Persian knife from him.

"So you held a grudge, so you killed him!" the yamen servant insisted.

"I'm wronged, I'm wronged, my lord!" The Western Regions man looked at Mo Liang, "If I really killed the person, why didn't I run away? Are you waiting here to throw yourself into a trap?"

"That's not bad." Mo Liang touched his chin and nodded, agreeing with his statement.

The man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Mo Liang say, "Tie it up first."

The expressions of the people from the Western Regions are quite rich.

When Mo Liang wanted to investigate the scene, the yamen servant took him up to the second floor.

The room where the deceased was located was Tianzi No. [-].There are a total of six rooms on this floor. If you look at it from the floor plan, there are three rooms at each end of the corridor, which happens to be in the shape of "non".

The dead man's room is at the end of the corridor, which is located on the left hand side from the floor plan.

The room is still the same as when the crime happened, and the officials have not moved.

The deceased was lying at the gate, and there was a large pool of blood under his body, which had now dried up.The furnishings in the house are messy, and there are several obvious traces of fighting.

Wu Zuo stood by and explained: "The deceased had several stab wounds on his body, and finally died of excessive blood loss. The knife on his back is the murder weapon, matching the size of the wound."

He paused, and then said: "The time of death is estimated to be from Chenshi to Sishi."

Mo Liang raised his eyebrows, how long has it been?But think about it, there is no advanced science and technology in this era, so naturally there is no way to give the precise time of hours, minutes, and seconds.

Wu Zuo saw Mo Liang raised his eyebrows, bowed and said, "If the corpse is dissected, we can determine a more accurate time of death based on the residues in the deceased's stomach."

Mo Liang didn't make a sound, but squatted down, grabbed the wrist of the deceased, opened his hand and saw that it was holding a chess piece.

"horse".

Everyone was stunned.

There was a chessboard on the tea table, the edge was stained with blood, and the chess pieces were scattered all over the table.

Mo Liang arranged the chess pieces, and sure enough, only the red "horse" was missing in the end.

He twisted the "horse" in his hand and asked, "Is this chess belonging to the deceased?"

The shopkeeper who stood by the side and waited for orders at any time said: "My lord, this chess is a decoration in a small shop, and every room with Tianzi has it. Our boss is a national player, nicknamed 'Natural Chess Player'."

"Natural?" Mo Liang frowned, "It doesn't sound like a compliment."

"What did you say, my lord?"

"Forget it."

"Oh." The shopkeeper blinked blankly.

"When the deceased was being hunted down, he didn't use other things to resist, but just grabbed this chess piece and held it tightly."

"Maybe the deceased wanted to leave some clues before dying!" Ma Han had a flash of inspiration, "Maybe it's hinting to us who the murderer is!"

Everyone is watching him.

"By the way, he must be trying to hint to us that the prisoner's surname is 'Ma'!" Ma Han yelled towards the hall, "Hurry up and bring me that murderer named 'Ma'!"

However, none of the people present had the surname Ma, except——

Everyone is watching him.

Ma Han finally came to his senses, and shouted: "What kind of eyes are you looking at? Are you suspicious of me! Why should I kill him, and I don't know him!"

The man from the Western Regions who was bound said, "General murderers are ugly."

Ma Han jumped up: "You say I'm ugly? I'm so handsome and suave, and he's known as the most beautiful man in our Majiazhai. I take a shower every day and shave every day, yet you say I'm ugly? Believe it or not!" Blind your kryptonite eyes!"

Mo Liang held his forehead, "...you shut up."

The people present looked at him with eyes that were no longer suspicious, but basically confirmed.

Holding the rope, the yamen servant tried to persuade him, "Brother Ma, we will work together anyway, don't worry, I will never let you suffer."

After all, he wanted to come up and tie him up.

Ma Han hugged Mo Liang's arm, not afraid that the man in front of him has a habit of cutting off his sleeves, and he likes to rape him, so he said with a mournful face, "Brother Mo, save me! It's really not me, blah blah."

Mo Liang pulled out the arm that was held by him, rubbed the center of his brows, and sighed: "Put down the rope, the prisoner is not him."

According to the results of the on-site investigation, no one entered or left the inn from Chenshi to Sishi yesterday, and there were no guests on the first floor.

The room on the second floor was facing the street. If someone entered through the window, they would definitely be discovered by people on the street. There was no way for Ma Han to enter the room of the deceased to commit crimes.

Therefore, the murderer can only be the tenant who lived on the second floor with the deceased, as well as the shopkeeper and the waiter.

However, Mo Liang already knew who the murderer was.

His index finger passed over a group of people who were in danger, and finally stopped above a person's head.

"The murderer is you!"

"So that's how it is, a hint of chess." Wei Lan on the horse looked at the prisoner who was bound behind him and was walking behind the horse, and smiled with squinted eyes.

The murderer was the tenant who lived in Room No. [-], Tianzi, on the second floor.

Judging from the floor plan of "Fei", it is the first room in the upper right corner.

The deceased went to catch the "horse" just before dying, just to imply that the murderer was the tenant of this room.

"But with this chess piece alone, he will be convinced? What about the modus operandi? They made such a big noise during the fight, how did they hide it from the tenants on the same floor? Also, what is the motive for the murder?" Wei Lan's "Detective Soul" came up up.

On the way back, Mo Liang also rode a horse.Of course it wasn't because his butt didn't hurt anymore, it was just that he didn't want to lose his position in front of Wei Lan, so he endured the pain and sat on pins and needles on the saddle.

That's why he answered anxiously: "The motive is because the deceased robbed him of his business many years ago, and he has always held a grudge. As for avoiding other people's eyes and ears, it is because the man from the Western Regions named Bo Erqiu played the flute in the room and Blowing loudly."

"Blow... Blow Xiao." Wei Lan's face suddenly turned red.

"It's not that 'blowing Xiao', you idiot!" Mo Liang roared, "I said, can you read less pornographic books!"

"Nonsense. I haven't touched this kind of literature for at least ten years. When you say that, I really want to revisit it."

"Fart, don't you revisit me too much!" When he flicked, the ass hurt even more.

Wei Lan shrugged her shoulders innocently in that room, and blame me if you want to rush into my trap.

As for the modus operandi and the motive for the murder, it was naturally not Mo Liang's reasoning, but the torture of punching and kicking to force the prisoner to confess.

Ma Han and several yamen servants also participated.

Master Bao would be very angry if he found out, so they have made up their minds to hide it from Master Bao.

Poor Master Bao has no idea that his subordinates have lied to him about so many things, but even if he knew, he probably wouldn't have the energy to blame them.

At this moment, he was curling up in the emperor's arms, gasping for breath.

The emperor was full of "sex" and asked him three times in a row.

But he was too ashamed to see anyone anymore.

Qiu Muheng held his face, forced him to look at him, and said word by word: "I'm serious."

Bao Longtu hurriedly avoided his sight, but Qiu Muheng refused.

"Look at me, this is an order."

"..."

"I'll say it again, I'm serious about you."

I wonder how smart Mr. Bao is, but now he can't even utter a single word.

Qiu Muheng looked at him and sighed for a long time: "It doesn't matter if you don't answer me now. But don't run away, do you hear me?"

The emperor really saw him through.

But, how can he afford the emperor's kindness?

Bao Longtu lowered his head.

"I will call you into the palace from time to time in the future, you should be mentally prepared." Qiu Muheng said this when getting out of bed.

Bao Longtu suddenly raised his head, and said: "Emperor, Your Majesty... No, no! If it is known to others, then the Emperor's reputation..."

"Will someone accuse me of being a fool?" Qiu Muheng suddenly smiled, "Hu Hai once said, 'My wife lives in the world, and it's like riding through the gap between six horses. Now that I have come to the world, I want to know What the eyes and ears are good at, and what the poor mind wants to enjoy, so that I can live forever." Although Teacher Shao Ke taught me not to learn from him, I actually envy him a little."

He tidied up his clothes and looked back at Bao Longtu who was stunned.

"It would be too cowardly for me to give up what I like in order to keep my reputation through the ages. I can't be timid just because I care about the evaluation of future generations."

"..."

"And you know, I don't ask for many things in my life. But I'm also very greedy, and whatever I ask for will come true. You know my temper."

There were not many things he wanted in his life, but Bao Longtu was the most important one among them.

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My wife lives in the world, like riding six horses across the gap.Now that I have come to the world, I want to know what my ears and eyes like, and what I want to be happy, so that I can live to the end of my life. It means: this life is like a white horse passing by, and it is very short. Since I have become the emperor, I should live in my lifetime Have fun.