Queen's Detective

"Drive!" The three fast horses rushed out of the imperial city, and the raindrops slapped on the coir raincoat and hat, splashing a cloud of mist.

Half an hour ago, a falcon from Luoyang, the eastern capital, flew through the rain and flew into the Chang'an Palace, bringing bad news from afar—the oiran of Luoyang City, Miss Qin Sang from Qianjiang Tower, fell to her death.

This news changed the face of the King of Luoyang, who had always been flattered and humiliated.

Many people know that Luoyang King Li Yan has a very close relationship with Huakui Qin Sang, and this time the Empress Dowager celebrates her birthday, there is news from Qianjiang Building that Qin Sang will take the girl in the building to Chang'an to perform dances under the order of Luoyang King.The fact is exactly the same, Li Yan took the first step, while Qin Sang delayed his departure for a while.

Unexpectedly, the beauty is unlucky.

But what really changed Li Yan's face was the murderous intent hidden in the spring rain.

Yesterday, Luoyang City also had a spring rain.But the spring rain is as thin as silk, and the sky still looks very clear.But in the attic at the highest point of Qianjiang Building, countless weak candles were lit.

It is like a lighthouse, standing high above Luoyang.

Everyone couldn't help looking up, but they saw a blush like a falling shadow, and in an instant, it fell on the open space in front of Qianjiang Building.The dark red blood flowed, mixed with the rain and spread.

On the large open space, several huge words in blood suddenly appeared--If you have a bad heart, you should be punished for your crime; With my blood, I will take your life.

And that beautiful oiran was lying in the middle of the bloody letter, with a golden step sticking crookedly on her temple, 'tick', 'tick', dripping blood.

In the middle of the night, the spring rain has just stopped.

The three fast horses drove in the starry night to the closed gate of Luoyang City.The guards on the city tower raised their torches and asked, "Who is here?"

The passenger on horseback didn't answer, and a token was accurately thrown at the soldier. The soldier took a closer look at the torch and shouted, "It's the prince! Open the city gate——"

The visitors were naturally Li Yan, Ling Ding, and Yan Sanbai.Qin Sang's death and the bloody character seemed unusual, so Li Yan decided to rush back in a starry night.Fortunately, Chang'an is not far from Luoyang, the three of them have martial arts, and they arrived in half a day.

At this time, Luoyang was completely silent, and there was not even half a person on the long street in the middle of the night.However, the lights in the Qianjiang Building were still brightly lit. Ying Falcon brought back Li Yan's letter first, and Luoyang Inspector Jia Qing was waiting here early, pacing back and forth at the entrance of Qianjiang Building, with an anxious look on his face.

It's just that Jia Qing, as the governor of a state, shouldn't show such a serious expression no matter how anxious he is. After all, although the dead person was familiar with the Luoyang King, he was just a prostitute.

So when Li Yan saw him for the first time, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Jia Qing didn't dare to hide anything, "My lord, Li Yihai's son Li Qian is dead."

At this time, a gentle voice sounded from behind Li Yan, "When did he die?"

Jia Qing looked over and saw a man in white taking off his bamboo hat, with a little rain on his hair, coming out from behind Li Yan.

"Who is this……"

"My servant is Yan Sanbai." Yan Sanbai cupped his hands.

"He's here to help me investigate the case. If you have any clues, you can tell him." Li Yan confessed, and walked into the lobby of Qianjiang Building first.

The candles in the building were all on, and the girls were all rested in the room, only the middle-aged bustard, Jiuniang, sat inside with a worried expression on her face.

Seeing Li Yan coming in, she couldn't help showing joy, and hurriedly stood up, "My lord! You're back, Qin Sang, she, she..."

Jiu Niang was about to cry, and Jia Qing told Yan Sanbai about Li Qian.

Li Qian's father, Li Yihai, is a well-known rich man, he is kind and charitable, and has a good reputation in Luoyang City.But his son Li Qian is quite well-behaved, he has neither a good name nor is he a dandy like some rich kids.

And it was such a person who had no impression in the hearts of Luoyang people. An hour ago, he was found dead in a ruined temple on West Street. His death was extremely miserable.

"How miserable?" Yan Sanbai asked.

"I was disembowelled by the murderer, and my heart was gouged out." Jia Qing had already seen the corpse, and the bloody and bloody appearance on his chest really made him feel terrified, and his heart is still throbbing at this moment.

Qin Sang died just a day later, and Li Qian died unexpectedly. Coupled with the bloody words, it is inevitable that people will associate it. No wonder Jia Qing's face is so ugly.Yan Sanbai thought about it, and asked, "Where is the place where Qin Sang fell?"

"I'll take you there." It was Li Yan who spoke, he comforted Jiuniang a little, and then led Yan Sanbai upstairs.

He is very familiar with this place. He has been here many times before, and he walked through the stairs one after another. When he opened the door, a heavy red gauze curtain swayed gently in the breeze. When he opened it, he could see the A woman who loves scarlet clothes like him is sitting in front of the dressing table by the window, quietly playing the piano.

When she turned around, there was a cinnabar mole in the corner of her eye, which was bright and moving.

Now that Yiren is not there, behind the swaying red gauze curtain, there are only candles all over the room, placed on the bed, on the Eight Immortals table, on the dressing table, and on the floor, densely packed, making the whole room extremely strange.The gauze curtain swayed and swayed, shaking so much that one's heart could not wait to tremble along with it.

Suddenly, a faint female voice came from behind, seeming to be sighing:

"I've finally waited for him, Dong Lang...he's finally back."

"Who?!" Jia Qing's scalp was numb, and he immediately turned around and stopped drinking, and put his right hand on the hilt of his sword instantly.Suddenly a woman came out of the door, looking at them with a smile, "Master Governor, don't worry, the little girl Qiu Chan, I'm greeting all the adults."

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be a ghost here!" Jia Qing's raised heart relaxed a little.

That Qiu Chan was born extremely beautiful, with an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and soft waist, but those eyes are too seductive, adding a bit of enchantment out of thin air, "In the middle of the night, the little girl is naturally the girl in the Qianjiang Building. "

Jia Qing was not moved by the beauty at all, and looked at her coldly.

Yan Sanbai said casually: "Girl, why did you say that just now?"

"This little brother is more kind." Qiu Chan smiled and said: "The little girl heard that His Royal Highness Luoyang came back, so she waited early and wanted to provide some clues for the prince."

"Clue? But that sentence just now?" Yan Sanbai asked.

Qiu Chan nodded, "Sister Qin hasn't been quite right since the lord left, and she looks a little nagging. A few days ago, I came to her room to look for her, and before I opened the gauze curtain and walked in, Sister Qin Said this to me through the curtain."

"Does Miss Qiuchan know who Dong Lang is?" Yan Sanbai asked.

But Qiu Chan chuckled, "Isn't it the world-famous Dong Lang? The prince and Sister Qin have always been close, so I must know this—the non-existent Dong Lang."

At this time, Li Yan had already entered the room alone, and opened the gauze curtain with a folding fan, avoided the candles all over the floor, and looked around.Hearing this, he turned around and said, "Dong Lang is the protagonist in the Fengyue Storybook "Butterfly Dream" written by Meng Bisheng. Qin Sang loves to read this book most, and he can't put it down on weekdays. .”

But how could the characters in the book come to this world to find her?

"Ms. Qin is not sick, is she?" Ling Ding asked suspiciously.

"Perhaps there is a man similar to Dong Lang in the world." Yan Sanbai said, and went into the room to check carefully.Too many candles illuminated the room very brightly. Jia Qing said that no one had touched the furnishings in the room since the accident, and even kept the candles burning.

The window on the west side was open, and Qin Sang fell from here.And on the sill of this window, there are three candles in total, the candles are evenly distributed, standing firmly upright, without any trace of being moved.

Yan Sanbai looked at it for a while, then turned his back and looked intently at the candle in front of him.Countless flickering candlelight made his eyes blurred, but soon, in the blurred candlelight, a stunning woman in scarlet clothes walked slowly.Light your feet in the gaps of those candles, walk through the reserved path, walk to the window, and jump down!

But no, the candle on the window sill was still intact.

Qin Sang walked to the window and was pushed down from the window.At this time, the murderer should still be in the room. He lit a candle and put it on the window edge, and then left without anyone noticing.

Thinking of this, Yan Sanbai turned around and asked Qiu Chan: "When Qin Sang fell from the building, was anyone in the building seeing him?"

"Xiaoyue saw it." Qiuchan said, "She is Sister Qin's personal maid, but according to her, when she came in, she only saw a piece of clothing, and it was too late to rush over, and there was no one else in the room at that time. "

Jia Qing came over and said in a deep voice: "Master Yan also thinks it's weird? Qin Sang landed on her back, she should have been pushed downstairs, but according to Miss Xiaoyue, Miss Qin committed suicide completely. And the candle , and it was obviously put on later.”

At this time, Li Yan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly turned his head and asked, "How many candles are there in total?"

Yan Sanbai was stunned, looked around a few times, and said: "There are a total of one hundred and eight, is there something special about this number?"

"One hundred and eight...it's really not bad." Li Yan's eyes suddenly flashed a light, "Meng Bisheng also has a story book "Infatuated Nie Hailu", in which the woman once lit a hundred and eight in order to avenge her fickle lover. The eight candles cast witchcraft and cast a curse, causing the heart and lungs of the philanderer to shatter and die."

"Curse? Could it be that bloody word?!" Ling Ding opened his mouth wide when he heard it. This is really surprising. Just now Jia Qing also said that Li Qian's heart was gouged out!

Neither Yan Sanbai nor Jia Qing had read any Fengyue storybooks, so they both looked at Li Yan inquiringly.Qiu Chan leaned against the door and smiled, as if she didn't care about life and death, "Isn't it? If you have a bad heart, you should be punished for your crime; with my blood, I will take your life. Tsk tsk, it's just a heartless man, kill me!" It’s good, why bother to ruin your own life?”

Hearing this, Ling Ding couldn't help but shudder, this woman is so cruel.

Another gust of cool wind blew, shaking the shadows of the candles in the house, and some candles burned for too long and reached the end early, so they were extinguished.Inside the house, it was suddenly much darker.

Looking at the sudden extra darkness in the room, Ling Ding couldn't help leaning closer to Li Yan, thinking of the ruthless and fatal curse.

Yan Sanbai kept staring at the window without saying a word.

Suddenly, he moved, walked up lightly, tapped his toes on the dressing table, and saw the candlelight of the three candles on the window sill flickering, and a white shadow fell on the roof opposite the Qianjiang building under the moonlight. superior.

Jia Qing's pupils could not help constricting, "The candle is not down!"

Li Yan leaned out the window and looked down. Yan Sanbai waved his hand at him standing on the roof much lower than here—in fact, there is another possible explanation for the question just now, that is, Qin Sang's lightness skill is very high, just like Yan Sanbai is as tall.