Queen's Detective

When Yan Sanbai arrived at Wang's Mansion, Wang Min was still sitting in front of the Jingtang, guarding Wang Jingchuan's body every step of the way, with vigilance and stubbornness on his slightly youthful face.

But when Yan Sanbai appeared, he stood up abruptly before he declared his family name, with a gleam of joy on his face, "Is it Mr. Yan?"

Although he hadn't seen him before, Wang Min immediately identified this person as Yan Sanbai.My father said that Yan Sanbai has a very special temperament, he is the kind of person who can make people feel good at a glance.

"Sorry, I'm late." Yan Sanbai cupped his hands.

Wang Min quickly shook his head, "It's only been half a day since the golden hazel wings were released, and Mr. Yan can come here so quickly, I'm so grateful! Quick, come in quickly, my father, my father... is inside."

Wang Min held on for half a day, and now that Yan Sanbai came, he finally relaxed, the young man's heart was revealed, and he hurriedly pulled Yan Sanbai to go in, while the Dali Temple owner who was waiting outside hurriedly assigned a person to report Guan Qing's resignation.

"Wu Zuo, please come in with me." Yan Sanbai said, striding into the hall.

The scene in the quiet hall was exactly the same as when Guan Qingci left. Yan Sanbai squatted next to the corpse to examine it carefully.

Bai Ling's stranglehold was not tight, so Wang Jingchuan just kept his head bowed and kneeling, and was not hoisted up, and his tongue did not stick out of his mouth, which showed that the cause of death was not here.Wang Jingchuan's chest was stained with a large glaring bloodstain, which spread all the way to the cushion under him.

Yan Sanbai picked up a corner of his clothes, rubbed the dust stains on it with his fingertips, and scanned his whole body carefully.

He observed very carefully, with a concentrated expression, and he seemed not to be affected by the pungent bloody smell at all.

When he was doing the autopsy, he asked questions.

"Mr. Wang, please tell me about yesterday's situation in detail, both in the afternoon and in the evening."

According to Wang Min, at about three quarters yesterday afternoon, Wang Jingchuan said that he would go out to visit friends.Then, about an hour later, Wang Jingchuan came back, but locked himself in the quiet hall, and no one was allowed to enter.When midnight approached, the old servant Zhongbo got up to go to the toilet. He saw candles in the quiet hall from a distance, so he wanted to remind the master to go to bed earlier, but unexpectedly bumped into a strange man at the door of the quiet hall.

The strange man ran away immediately after being bumped into, and Uncle Zhong saw the shadow of the white silk on the paper window, and suddenly felt something was wrong, because the door of Jingtang was locked, so he quickly called Wang Min up.Then Wang Min led someone to break in, and what he saw was the current scene.

At this time, Wu Zuo gave the autopsy results, "My lord, Mr. Wang died of a sword wound. A sword pierced his chest and killed him on the spot. The time of death should be around Hai hour last night. As for the white silk, it was strangled after death. of."

This result coincided with Yan Sanbai's conjecture, "Then does he have other injuries?"

"It's about to be carried back to the Yamen for further inspection, but I've already taken a cursory look at it. Except for this fatal wound and the strangle mark on his neck, there is no obvious injury on Master Wang's body."

"Thank you." Yan Sanbai nodded to Wuzuo, indicating that he could take the body back for further examination, and then turned to Wang Min, "Mr. Wang, when you came in last night, were all the doors and windows in this quiet hall locked? "

"good."

Wang Min did not answer this question, Yan Sanbai followed the sound and saw a man with a heroic look on his brows just walking into the quiet hall.

"Master Guan." Yan Sanbai cupped his hands.

"You know me?" Guan Qingci and Yan Sanbai had never met before.

Yan Sanbai smiled, "Master Guan's Cloud Chasing Saber is as extraordinary as your bearing."

Guan Qingci looked at the knife in his hand. The style of his cloud chasing knife is a uniformly equipped standard horizontal knife. From the outside, it is no different from other horizontal knives, except that there is one on the handle that is not very conspicuous. Could it be that Yan Sanbai noticed the auspicious cloud pattern at a glance?

Guan Qingci secretly kept his mind on it, but didn't continue to talk about it, and talked about the case very efficiently.

"I have sent someone to check it out. This room is completely secret. The murderer was very clever. He must have killed Wang Jingchuan here by means unknown to us. Moreover, Wang Jingchuan died of Guihe. In the thirteen formulas, go back and come."

"What? Come back?!" Wang Min was shocked. Although his father had long since ignored the affairs of the world and retired to the market, he had also heard about the Thirteen Styles of Guihe from his father.

The thirteen moves of Guihe School are the essence of the entire Guihe School's sword skills, but the first five styles are easy to master, while the last eight are extremely difficult to practice. Except for the old master, Wang Jingchuan's master He Qingsong, and his second disciple Apprentice Lu Shuangxing, no one can practice it.

But in the year when the Li Dynasty was established, due to an accident, the old head died and Lu Shuangxing disappeared, so the last eight of Guihe's thirteen poses have been lost!

Yan Sanbai nodded, "Exactly, the wounds caused by the move of returning to come will be obvious, so it is easier to identify. In the past, Guihe Pai Qin Wang made contributions. In order to commemorate all the heroes who founded the country, His Majesty ordered people to kill all of them. People registered in the register, and the accident that led to the loss of the thirteen styles of Guihe was recorded in the files of Qianwen Pavilion."

"good."

Guan Qing resigned because he expected that Wang Min insisted on Yan Sanbai's investigation and would not explain anything to him, so he saw that Wang Jingchuan died after returning home, so he went to Qianwen Pavilion to check the case files.

"It's just that I'm still one step behind you." Guan Qingci looked at Yan Sanbai sharply, "You haven't seen a corpse before, how could you think of going to Qianwen Pavilion?"

Yan Sanbai rubbed his nose and said, "I'm just being prepared."

However, Guan Qingci obviously didn't believe his words, so he snorted coldly.

Yan Sanbai knew that the people in Dali Temple didn't want to see him as a job grabber, especially an outstanding person like Guan Qingci, so he touched his nose and didn't take it to heart.

"Mr. Wang, call Uncle Zhong and everyone who came into contact with Mr. Wang yesterday. I'll ask them something."

Wang Min moved very quickly, and after a while, the concierge Ah Fu, Uncle Zhong, and several maidservants of the Wang family gathered in front of the quiet hall.

"Everyone is polite. Next, I will ask you some questions. It is about your master. Please answer truthfully." Yan Sanbai always speaks in a leisurely manner, which makes people relax.Originally, the servants felt nervous when they were called over when there was a sudden change in the family, but because Yan Sanbai was gentle and polite, it eased a little.

"Okay, Ah Fu, let me ask you first, were you the first to see the master come back from outside yesterday?"

Ah Fu nodded quickly, "Yes, the master didn't look very good when he came back yesterday. I called him, but he didn't answer, just walked in with his hands behind his back."

"Is there anything different about him than usual?"

"This... I don't quite remember."

"Uncle Zhong, what about you, how many times have you met your master yesterday?"

The old servant Zhongbo is over sixty years old, and his back is a little bent. The death of the master made him look haggard. "When the master went out yesterday, I was the one who sent the master to the door."

"How does he look in mood?"

"A bit worried...but seems to be... a little happy."

"Happy? Are you sure?"

"It should be. The master said that he hadn't seen his old friend for many years, so he was very happy."

Yan Sanbai continued to ask: "Then that stranger who was outside the Jingtang last night, did you see his face clearly?"

Uncle Zhong frowned and recalled, "He's probably...a little taller than this Lord Guan, but he's older than you all and has a stubble. As for his specific appearance...the light coming out of the quiet hall is very weak, old Didn't see clearly either."

"That is to say, he has never masked?"

Uncle Zhong was very sure of this, "Yes, he is dressed in an ordinary way, and he has not covered it up."

Have you never masked...

Yan Sanbai had already asked all the questions he wanted to ask, so he said sorry and told everyone to leave first, then he asked Wang Min again.

"Then when did your father tell you that if something happens to him, he will ask me to investigate the case?"

"I remember very clearly, it was four days ago."

"Did something happen four days ago? It doesn't need to be special, ordinary things are fine."

Wang Min recalled carefully, he remembered the events of that day very clearly, because his father mentioned Yan Sanbai for no reason, as if he predicted that something would happen to him, which made people care.And that day Wang Jingchuan also spent most of the time in the Jingtang, except for...

"That's right! He went to pick up a painting early that morning!"

Hearing this, Yan Sanbai suddenly thought of something, turned around and faced the open door of Jingtang, pointed to a painting hanging in the center, that is, above the table in front of Wang Jingchuan, and asked: "But what about that?" Deputy Songhe returning to the mountain?"

"Exactly!" Wang Min was a little excited, Songhe, Songhe, does this have anything to do with Guihe Sect?

Wang Min knew that his father had been brooding over Tai Shifu's bizarre death for more than ten years.

Yan Sanbai already had a final decision in his mind, he asked: "Where did he go to get the painting?"

Before Wang Min could speak, Guan Qingci, who had been holding his sword in his arms and keeping silent, suddenly interjected: "Jibaotang."

Dali Temple's work efficiency is not high, and Wang Jingchuan's whereabouts four days ago were dug out so quickly.But Yan Sanbai was not as prejudiced against the people of Dali Temple as Dali Temple was to him. Hearing what Guan Qingci said, he couldn't help but cast a questioning look.

Guan Qing resigned: "Wang Jingchuan and the owner of Jibaotang are good friends. One month ago, Wang Jingchuan ordered a picture of the Eight Immortals in Jibaotang. He went to pick up the painting four days ago, but the painting was taken away by Jibaotang Quan Fu lost his bag. I have interrogated him, and he confessed that he acted because he was lured by a masked man."

Unexpectedly, Yan Sanbai frowned his black eyebrows like a distant mountain, "The masked man?"

"Exactly."

"That's right, this person must be the one who appeared outside the quiet hall last night! He killed my father!" Wang Min's eyes were red, and he suddenly thought of the truth, which made it difficult for him to calm down.

Yan Sanbai pressed his shoulder, "Young Master Wang, please calm down first. We are still not sure whether the person from last night is the same as the one who changed the painting, and since the murderer has prepared a secret room, it can be seen that he has already prepared and planned carefully. , so the distinction between masked and non-masked is worth deliberating. More importantly..."

Yan Sanbai hesitated to speak, Wang Min became a little anxious, "What's more important?"

Guan Qingci's eyes were still cold, he glanced at Yan Sanbai, and then said: "Since the thirteenth and eighth forms of Guihe have been lost, if no one has practiced them in the past ten years, then the murderer who killed your father It can only be one person—the missing Lu Shuangxing."

"How could this be..." Wang Min opened his mouth slightly, apparently unable to accept this answer, "My father once mentioned Master Uncle, he said that Master Lu was a hero and loyal, and their master and apprentice are in the same family. It is impossible for Master Lu to be like the outside People say you killed my Grand Master before he disappeared, so how could you come and kill my father?"

Guan Qingci looked at him, "Jian Chi Lu Shuangxing's character has long been praised in the world. If he really killed your father, then there can only be another explanation..."

"Master Guan."

Guan Qingci was about to say the answer, but Yan Sanbai suddenly made a sound and stopped him.

Wang Min was puzzled, looked at Guan Qingci, then at Yan Sanbai.

Yan Sanbai shook his head, "Whether Lu Shuangxing is the murderer is still unknown, and it is too early for us to make a conclusion."

Guan Qingci didn't speak anymore, it doesn't matter what happened, he just needs to solve the case.It's just that Yan Sanbai is really the same as the rumors...the benevolence of a woman.

Although Wang Min really wanted to know what the explanation Guan Qingci was referring to, but Yan Sanbai was entrusted by his father before his death, so he instinctively trusted him. Although he wanted to continue asking, he still held back.

Yan Sanbai changed the subject, "Young Master Wang, do you know where your father went to meet that old friend yesterday?"

Wang Min shook her head, her words were a little dejected, "My father didn't tell anyone, he went there alone."

"Then what clues can Master Guan find?"

Guan Qing shook his head.

Yan Sanbai understood that Guan Qingci could even find out Wang Jingchuan's whereabouts four days ago, but not yesterday, which shows that Wang Jingchuan walked very carefully.

In this way, he clasped his fists and said: "Master Guan, please check all the temples in the city. If there are places where plum blossoms are in full bloom, it is the place where Master Wang met his old friends. Although I was entrusted by the Wang family to investigate this case, But after all, one person is weak.”

"Temples? Plum blossoms?" Wang Min's eyes widened, not knowing why.

Yan Sanbai roughly explained, "Your father's sole is covered with a piece of plum blossom petals. Although the original appearance is covered by the mud, I can smell the fragrance of the plum blossom. And there are some plum blossoms on your father's sleeve. The incense ashes are not like the incense of ordinary people's homes, but rather like those in temples."

Only then did Wang Min suddenly realize that his eyes sparkled with splendor.

Guan Qingci's heart could not help but feel a little more turmoil. Yan Sanbai was really observant and frank, and he was not as annoying as he thought before.

Guan Qingci did not refuse, and what he thought most about was still to solve the case, and solve the case faster than Yan Sanbai.

It's just that Wang Min saw him leave, and felt a little suspicious, "Mr. Yan, but my father told me..."

"Young Master Wang, don't worry, I have my own measure. Since your father entrusted the matter to me, I will definitely do my best to find out the truth before Dali Temple." Yan Sanbai smiled slightly, and his appearance in white clothes was as gentle as The spring breeze in March calmed Wang Min's heart a lot.