Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"My lord, maybe it's...love killing."

Before entering the door, Jiang Linyuan whispered in Junziyou's ear, "If it is said that General Zhang met Bai Yourong before his death, the possibility of love murder is very high. After all, he is the leader of Nanfeng Pavilion, and he is also a well-known Bai Gongzi in the capital." Well, there are many people who are willing to spend a lot of money and have a smile, so it is hard to guarantee that no one will be jealous because of this, seeing him as a dislike, and in a fit of anger..."

As he said that, he also made a gesture of raising and lowering the knife, which looked quite like that.

The gentleman who has always advocated emotional freedom didn't understand the meaning of his words, couldn't figure out why someone would kill someone because of love, his eyes slowly moved to Bai Yourong, after staring for a while, he seemed to understand.

If it's this person, maybe...

"Wait, you said love killing? Wouldn't it be very dangerous for me to be courted in public just now?"

"My subordinate feels that if you can't give a reasonable explanation to this case, it will be more dangerous..."

Jiang Linyuan didn't trust Bai Yourong from the beginning, especially after he proved his suspicions, his doubts about him increased instead of diminished, and he didn't want him to get too close to Jun Ziyou, so he sent him to another room for interrogation , and then dragged the reluctant gentleman into the scene of the crime.

"There are only adults and lower officials in Dali Temple. This matter has not been notified to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to intervene. I am afraid that the work of the autopsy will be handled by us. Your Excellency must cheer up."

"What? When you came back from the Ministry of Punishment, did you really only bring a few pieces of torn paper?"

Jun Ziyou thought that he would at least bring back a coworker to work with, but unexpectedly, he was really empty-handed.

Sure enough, Ye Lanchen still remembered his hatred and deliberately wanted to make it difficult for him.

There was nothing he could do, as he said, even if you were riding a tiger, you couldn't stay longer in the mountains of swords and seas of fire. As a last resort, you had to cover your mouth and nose, open the door and enter the scene.

The oncoming bloody smell made his stomach churn, making him feel nauseous, retching from time to time, Jiang Linyuan handed him a handkerchief with a wink, and told him to cover his mouth and nose so that he wouldn't vomit here.

Junziyou approached and took a general look at the situation at the scene. The blood splattered on the ceiling and walls, and the blood on the ground that covered the soles of his boots were mostly from the deceased Zhang Hongyi.

He moved the dead man's head a little, and found that the fatal wound was on the neck. The incision of the wound was very neat, and the head was almost beheaded, leaving only a little flesh and skin connection, which was simply horrible.

"This kind of method, I am afraid that only the execution ground's executioner..."

"Really? I don't think the murder weapon is necessarily a blade."

Being stared at by the dead man's staring eyes, Jun Ziyou felt quite uncomfortable, and fearing that the death would affect the subsequent investigation, he covered Zhang Hongyi's face with a veil and turned to look at another corpse.

This young lady named Jiang Jun is indeed quite attractive, her clothes are half uncovered, she can see that her figure is extremely attractive, compared with Bai Yourong, she is a little more charming, it seems that she definitely does not lack the favor of distinguished guests on weekdays.

"Tsk tsk, what a pity."

Jun Ziyou inspected Jiang Jun's body full of regrets, and found that the deceased's hair was wet, which was a bit out of harmony.

He twisted it with his hands, and there was no blood stain between his fingers, and there was a faint fragrance. Other than that, no fatal trauma was found, only a few thin scars between the ten fingers of the dead man's hands. Slightly blackened, but this is not enough to hurt life.

"Could it be that it was poisoned?"

He pinched Mr. Jiang's jaws again, forcing the deceased to open his mouth to investigate, but there was no sign of black lips and tongue. It was difficult to determine the specific cause of death for a while.

The confused Jun Ziyou had no choice but to get up, starting with the death conditions of the two deceased, to find out the reason.

"Yuan Fang, what do you think these two people... were doing before they died?"

Jiang Linyuan looked at Mr. Jiang, who was disheveled, and then at Zhang Hongyi, who was dressed neatly. His face flushed, "My lord, don't embarrass me by saying such things."

"This is Qinlou, and it's in the inner room. It's normal for you to have wild dreams, but I think it may not be what you think."

Hearing that there was no unusual movement outside the door, Junziyou took the courage to pull off the thin shirt that was not very tight on Mr. Jiang's body. When he saw the body of the deceased, Jiang Linyuan obviously gasped.

Not only was he overwhelmed by his proud figure, but also shocked by the messy scars on his body.

"This……"

"In the Qin Tower, this kind of thing happens from time to time. In order to seek excitement, people will do anything, and these poor people in the dust can't help themselves. In order to survive, they must have suffered a lot."

Jun Ziyou's heart was full of pity, he covered the thin shirt back, and closed Jun Jiang's wide eyes.

Jiang Linyuan asked: "Your Excellency thinks that this may be because Mr. Jiang couldn't bear General Zhang's atrocities, so he committed murder in a fit of rage, and later thought that he would not escape legal punishment, so he committed suicide in fear of crime?"

The man shook his head, "If it were you, would you think about how to commit suicide after impulsive killing? Ordinary people would think about how to escape from the scene and escape from the capital as soon as possible. Besides, if he really couldn't bear it, then he can finish it on his own at any time, no need to deal with it." For General Zhang to attack, you must know that murdering a court official is a felony involving relatives, if he still has family members alive, I am afraid that he would not lend him ten courages."

"So, my lord thinks he is the victim, not the suspect?"

"Not necessarily. Before I find out how the scars on his hands were caused, I don't want to make any unfounded judgments. I am responsible for the living, and even more respect for the dead."

Jun Ziyou wiped the blood on his fingertips, looked around, and suddenly froze.

Only then did he realize that the walls on three sides of the room were stained by the splashed blood, even the ceiling was not spared, only the side of the door was so clean that not even a single drop of blood was stained, it was extremely weird.

He immediately turned his head to confirm the location of the body, sniffed the veil he had just used to wipe the blood, and stomped his feet angrily.

"I was deceived. Someone dared to play tricks under my nose. Linyuan, go check the butcher shops inside and outside the capital, and ask if any live sheep have been stolen."

"Sheep? Is this..."

"Just now I felt disgusted, and I haven't sniffed it carefully. The bloody room is not human at all. This may not be the first scene. The murderer made such a mess on purpose to cover up something."

As he said that, he began to sweep the blood away, and as expected, he found something strange.

Right under Zhang Hongyi's palm, there is a word hidden in a blood book - "crow".

"My lord, could this be written by Raven?"

"not necessarily."

Jun Ziyou only answered two ambiguous words, and urged Jiang Linyuan to start investigating what he had confessed, while he himself sealed the door of the scene of the crime, washed off the blood on his hands, and went to see Bai Yourong.

Ordinarily, people who are suspected of murder should be fidgeting and restless, but this one is so indifferent, as if nothing to do with him, holding a scroll in the room, smoking a hookah leisurely, seeing the gentleman swim into the door and coughing a few times, before putting down his hand Open the window to disperse the smoke in the room.

"My lord is frowning, but the investigation of the case is not going well?"

"Compared with the case, I'm more curious about you who can turn a blind eye to the tragedy that happened around me."

"My lord is serious. If I care, I will be regarded as a related person involved in the case. I didn't expect that I would be suspected if I didn't care. It's really difficult."

The way he frowned did not appear to be confusing, even Jun Ziyou couldn't bear to be harsh, so he softened his tone: "I only have three questions, this is your best chance to prove your innocence, so you have to think carefully about what you say."

"So that's it. Is this the third question from the Shaoqing Jun of Dali Temple? You must know everything..."

Before he finished speaking, a crisp sound interrupted his words. Before Jun Ziyou had time to react, he saw Bai Yourong standing by the window fall to the ground, a cool wind whizzed by his ears, and when he looked back, it was actually A dagger was nailed to the wall.

In order to prevent someone from attacking him again, Jun Ziyou leaned over, closed the window and pulled Bai Yourong to a safe place to check his situation.

The man's injury was not serious, the dagger passed in front of him, leaving only a faint bloodstain, but the injury was horizontal under the eyelid, almost hurting the eye, if there was a scar, his future Half a life can be ruined.

"Don't touch it! Hold on, I'll go to the doctor right away."

Bai Yourong had tears in the corners of his painful eyes, but at the moment Jun Ziyou grabbed him, he held the man's hand instead, pointed at the murder weapon that injured him just now, and was speechless.

Reminded by him, Jun Ziyou found a note stabbed on the tip of the knife, and when he unfolded it, there was only one word written on it.

"die……"

Hearing him chanting like this, Bai Yourong backed away in panic, changed her look of not being motivated, and said in a panic: "Could it be that the next person to die will be me..."

"Don't panic, maybe it's not for you."

Jun Ziyou folded the letter and stuffed it into his cuff, helped Bai Yourong up, unable to bear his wronged look, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Don't cry, the wound will hurt if it is soaked in tears, don't worry, Dali Temple will never let you be helpless..."

In the middle of the conversation, Bai Yourong threw himself into Jun Ziyou's arms, which made the latter very at a loss as he didn't know whether to hug or push.

I have to admit that no matter the man or woman who has been in the flower building for a long time, they all have one set of seductive skills. Even a hard-hearted gentleman like Jun Ziyou can't bear to push him away.

"My lord, I'm really scared, I'm really scared, can you help me, please..."

Just at this moment, Jiang Linyuan pushed the door open without knocking, Jun Ziyou had no choice but to open his hands, proving that Bai Yourong posted it by himself, and he didn't rely on his power to handle the case for personal gain.

"Yuanfang, I, you... came just in time, please help me to invite Dr. Jiang here, something happened..."

"...The lower official feels that it's not a coincidence, it's not a small matter."

"Don't stand and talk without pain in your back, you almost killed yourself just now!"

After listening to his narration, Jiang Linyuan's expression was serious. After seeing Bai Yourong's injury, regardless of Jun Ziyou's obstruction, he entered the room and opened the window to look out.

"Since the intention is to send a message rather than hurt people, I don't think the other party will stay here any longer. My lord, please look here."

Junziyou followed after him, he was dumbfounded when he saw the situation outside, and almost fell out of the window in excitement, but fortunately, Jiang Linyuan gave him a hand, so he didn't let him fall downstairs.

"This...what's the situation?"

Outside the window is not a bustling city, on the contrary, it is a quiet place in Nanfeng Pavilion, with only three brightly lit guest rooms on the same floor.

In other words, the dagger that conveyed the message could only fly out of these three rooms.