Queen's Detective

"Everyone, please see that there is also blood on the back of this blanket. It stands to reason that the blood flowed from Master Wang's body, and it soaked the blanket, so it is not surprising that there is blood on the back, but here, it is very strange." Yan Sanbai Draw a circle with your finger on a round bloodstain on the back of the blanket, "How can the blood that is not on the front soak into the back, it is unreasonable."

"Then maybe the murderer got the blood on Master Wang's body, and then grabbed a blanket for some reason, leaving this blood mark?" Li Yan asked.

Everyone was wondering how Wang Jingchuan was killed in the secret room before, but Yan Sanbai's deduction completely subverted the truth.

"That was also an explanation, but then the cat told me that wasn't the case."

When Yan Sanbai was talking, everyone went to look at the cat.Although the cat regained its freedom, it didn't leave, and paced around Yan Sanbai with its tail up.

The most anxious person in the room was Wang Min, "Cat? What's going on?"

"Let me make a long story short. In the afternoon, I met the second lady. The second lady said that the cat was bleeding and hoped that someone could help stop the bleeding. But I checked and found that there was no wound on the cat, but there were blood stains on the front paws. .So the blood is not its, whose blood would it be?"

"Meow~" the black cat called out in response to the occasion.

When it comes to blood, everyone thinks of Wang Jingchuan, but Jingtang is a secret room, how could the cat run in and get bloodstained?

"In addition, after a detailed autopsy, Wu told me that there were bruises on Mr. Wang's elbows and other joints, and they were caused after death, and I just smelled high-quality pine wood on the blood on the cat's paw and the blood in Jingtang. the taste of."

Yan Sanbai swept over everyone present, paying close attention to their facial expressions, "So I deduce that Master Wang was killed outside Wang's mansion, and then he was wrapped in a blanket and put in a box without anyone noticing it." When he was carried into the Jingtang, the blood flowed too much, so the box leaked and dripped on the ground, and he happened to be stepped on by a passing black cat. During the transportation, Master Wang’s joints were bruised due to the collision.”

"This..." Wang Min and the others couldn't help opening their mouths, no one expected it to be like this.

Yan Sanbai continued: "The murderer was very cautious. He must have known in advance that there was a blanket in the quiet hall, so he found one that was exactly the same. I am afraid that Master Wang was kneeling on this blanket when he was killed, so his blood was well preserved. Come down, it looks like he died in the quiet hall, the blood on the back of the blanket can be explained, it was accidentally stained when carrying it. But no matter how cautious the murderer is, he still can't guarantee one thing, that is the blanket. Old and new. The patterns of the blankets used in the mansion are all the same, but the one in Jingtang looks newer than the others."

Li Yan couldn't help but want to applaud him. Yan Sanbai was not impatient when investigating the case, but all the clues were actually in his mind, and it was difficult for others to peek at one or two of them.

Whether it's a black cat or a blanket, ordinary people probably won't take it to heart.

"Also." Yan Sanbai looked at Wang Min, "Master Wang likes to be clean, doesn't he?"

"Yes, my father likes to be clean the most." Wang Min replied.

Yan Sanbai nodded, "When I visited Mrs. Wang during the day, I saw the clothes hanging in the room by Mr. Wang. All the hems were clean and not damaged. But Mr. Wang only went to Wan'an Temple once yesterday, and he didn't wait for it. The old friend came back to Jingtang, how could there be dust on the hem of the clothes, or even scratches? It can be seen that he must have gone to another place."

All the details are connected in series to form a picture that is completely different from the established facts that everyone sees.

Under the cool moonlight, Yan Sanbai spoke slowly.Everyone seemed to fall into his rhythm, and seemed a little silent.

Only Li Yan, from his perspective, could sometimes see the flash of light in Yan Sanbai's eyes.

"Brother Yan, then... where did my father go yesterday?" Wang Min became more dependent on Yan Sanbai psychologically, and even changed his address.

Yan Sanbai shook his head, "I don't know either. The only thing that is certain is that the person who came back yesterday afternoon was not Mr. Wang. Someone pretended to be him, so he didn't talk to anyone along the way to avoid flaws. Tonight I called everyone here just to let you recall carefully again, but if there are any missing clues, you should let me know as soon as possible. That’s it, everyone should leave.”

Old servant Zhongbo sighed heavily, as if he hadn't expected such twists and turns.

Everyone dispersed, Yan Sanbai called Wang Min to stop, and whispered a few words.Hearing this, Wang Min immediately showed a surprised expression, "How is this possible?!"

"Hush." ​​Yan Sanbai put his index finger on his lips, "Don't say anything, just do what I say, even if I guess wrong, it doesn't matter, you know?"

Wang Min nodded hesitantly.

Li Yan wanted to go up to hear what they were biting their ears on, but as soon as they approached, the black cat arched its back and exploded.

Li Yan showed a wry smile, "Brother Cat, I've already been scratched several times by you, should I let go of my anger?"

"Meow!" Brother Cat dismissively.

Yan Sanbai looked over, Li Yan spread his hands.

"This cat is... the one my little sister hugged?" Wang Min suddenly recognized it.

"Yes." Yan Sanbai knelt down and reached out to the cat.Li Yan just wanted to tell him to be careful, but saw that although the cat was vigilant, it backed up a little, but did not completely avoid it.Yan Sanbai's slender hands with ten fingers touched the cat's back, stroking the shiny black and soft fur.

Yan Sanbai suddenly smiled, and turned to Wang Min and said, "This cat has provided some clues to this case, how about giving it a bowl of food?"

The cat does not belong to Wang's family, it is probably a wild cat outside.But Wang Min felt that what Yan Sanbai said was reasonable, so he responded, and turned around to go to the kitchen to get food.If the case is really solved because of this, then this cat will be the benefactor of their Wang family. Dad said that one must repay his kindness with gratitude.

Li Yan squatted on the ground and continued to confront the cat.

The slender phoenix eyes meet the big round eyes, and the high moon casts a cool light, which is very interesting.

Li Yan is a person who can find pleasure in the subtleties.

Suddenly, a white hand holding a small copper box appeared in front of his eyes.

A warm voice sounded, "I just heard that you were scratched by a cat? Just put some on this, it will be fine if you get sick."

Li Yan looked up, and saw that Yan Sanbai's eyes were sparkling even with the light behind him.

He didn't answer, but held out his hand.

Yan Sanbai opened his eyes wide, asking, "Huh?"

Li Yan also asked with eyes, "You put it on me, didn't I get hurt because of helping you?"

Yan Sanbai was speechless.

Thinking about it this way, it seems right, besides, he is a prince with a rich body, but today he went to help catch the cat and was injured, he should express something out of emotion and reason.

"Then stand up and I'll paint it for you."

The two stood facing each other, and Li Yan raised his sleeves to expose his wrists. There were three parallel paw prints on them. They didn't bleed much, but they looked quite painful.

The medicine in the copper box is in the form of a paste, which is very cool when applied to the skin.But Yan Sanbai's fingertips were warm, and when he lightly applied it on Li Yan's wrist, the round fingertips were still stained with moonlight.

Li Yan kept watching his smearing movements, as if possessed by a demon.

After Yan Sanbai finished painting, he checked that it was almost done, then pursed his mouth and blew on the wound, "It's done."

"Pfft..." Li Yan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Yan Sanbai was stunned, "Is there something wrong with the behavior just now?"

"No, no." Li Yan quickly waved his hands, but unexpectedly, he sneezed.

"My lord caught a cold?" Yan Sanbai glanced at the bright red brocade robe on the ground, secretly thinking that it's not good, the wrist has just been smeared with medicine, if he catches the cold again, his crime will be serious.

That's why Li Yan felt a little cold. It was also because he had practiced martial arts since he was a child. Otherwise, on this February day, standing in the night wind with his coat off, how could he bear it.

"It's not in the way." He leaned over and picked up the outer robe, shook it casually, and threw it on behind him, looking casual and at ease. He didn't care whether the outer robe was dirty or not. He even wrapped a cat just now. How can there be a brocade robe? The prince of jade food.

"By the way, I think you whispered to Wang Min just now, are you suspecting that there is an inner ghost in Wang's mansion?" Li Yan asked.

"Yes, so I purposely stated the inference just now in front of them. If there is an inner ghost, then his reaction must be abnormal."

"Who do you suspect?"

Yan Sanbai was afraid that the ghost was still watching, so he moved closer and said a name.

At this time, Wang Min came back with food, and when he saw Yan Sanbai and Li Yan so close together, he was stunned.

Brother Yan and King Luoyang... Are they so friendly?

Wang Min said that a guest room was prepared for Yan Sanbai.Li Yan had his own place to go, so he didn't stay any longer, but this prince was extremely unconventional, he didn't patronize the good front door, and went over the wall in a touch of red.

At the gate of Wan'an Temple, the loyal servant was still sitting alone on the stone steps in front of the gate, thinking to himself—why the young master hasn't come back yet.

He waited until there were few people, and when the sky was old, he finally saw a very chic and reckless figure at the end of the long street, with his hands behind his back, like an emperor patrolling the street.

That must be the King of Luoyang without a doubt.

Ling Ding was moved to the point of tears in his heart, it's great that his prince still remembers him.

Not far away, in the teahouse where the breeze was blowing, a wisp of smoke was blown out by thin lips, blurring the moonlight in front of my eyes.

The moonlight in that mist is like a flower in a mirror, beautiful but far away.

The sound of clanking sanxian echoed in the night sky, playing a soothing tune, with Wu Nong's soft murmur, plucking the strings with slender fingers, and the person who plucked the strings smiled and asked, "Is there anything bothering you, the hero?"

"Your playing the sanxian is quite annoying."

"Cut, dead smoker."

The person playing the sanxian raised his eyebrows, "The people you are looking for are all dead, no matter how much you swallow, you can't spit them back. Hey, maybe that handsome young man is hunting you everywhere now."

The smoker turned his head, his light green stubble hadn't been shaved off, his slightly curly hair was tied up casually, and he looked handsome, but with a vicissitudes and maturity that people couldn't see through.

His voice was very magnetic, "No matter how loud you are, that handsome young man can arrest you too."

"The No. [-] scholar is handsome. He doesn't look like you, a bearded bum. I wish I could be caught."

The sanxian sounded again, and the wanderer suddenly smiled, twirling the slender tobacco rod in his hand.

The next day, a hasty knock on the door disturbed the early morning in Wang's mansion.

As soon as the concierge opened the door, someone came in striding in, carrying the cool wind from last night and the dust from the road.

The people who came were Lu Lingge, the current head of Guihe Sect, Wang Jingchuan and Lu Shuangxing's younger juniors.

Behind him are two disciples of the Guihe Sect, Wang Qi, the first disciple, and Lu Boyuan, the second disciple.

Wang Min has been tossing and turning for the past few days because of the murder of his father, so he hasn't woken up yet.On the other hand, Yan Sanbai woke up at dawn, walking alone in the courtyard of the Wang Mansion, and the black cat was lying on the side of the well, staring at him as he walked back and forth.

However, the black cat was suddenly startled by the sound of footsteps, and jumped away. Yan Sanbai turned around, and saw Lu Lingge and his two disciples walking in.

The two sides met for the first time.

Lu Lingge was established at a young age, he was considered a rare young head in Jianghu sect, and he was a decent person, and his reputation in Jianghu was very good.

He probably already knew about Yan Sanbai's existence from the letter, so he recognized him at a glance.

"Hero Yan."

"Don't dare to be a hero, the head of Lu can just call my subordinate by his name."

At this moment, A Fu, the concierge who chased all the way in, was in a hurry to wake up the young master. The head of Lu is a distinguished guest, so he can't neglect it.He first looked around and wanted to find Uncle Zhong. In the past, Uncle Zhong would call him. He is the closest to the young master's family, but now it's all clear, why haven't he seen anyone?

So he muttered a few words while walking, and within a few steps, he was suddenly stopped by Yan Sanbai.

"What did you just say? Uncle Zhong hasn't gotten up yet?"

Ah Fu didn't know why, "Yes, yes..."

Hearing this, Yan Sanbai frowned, suddenly thought of a possibility, grabbed Ah Fu and left.

"Which house does Uncle Zhong live in?"

"Right, right there!"

Lu Lingge and the others hurriedly followed, not knowing what happened to Yan Sanbai.But he was really in a hurry, and even used lightness kung fu in the small Wang's mansion.

When the three of Lu Lingge arrived, Yan Sanbai had already broken in, took out a copper coin and attacked the beam in a blink of an eye.

The white silk was cut off, and the old servant with gray hair fell to the ground.

"Uncle Zhong!" Ah Fu exclaimed, and hurried over to help Uncle Zhong up, his eyes full of disbelief.

Yan Sanbai stretched out his hand to detect his breath, although the breath was weak, there were traces to follow.So he immediately took out a small porcelain bottle, fed a pill into his mouth, and at the same time ordered: "Ah Fu, quickly call your young master over."

Ah Fu rushed to call, at this time two of Lu Lingge's disciples came over to help move Uncle Zhong to the bed.

"How is Uncle Zhong?" Lu Lingge's eyes were worried.

"It's nothing serious, I fed him a Jiusheng Pill, and he'll be fine after a few days of rest."

At this time, Uncle Zhong coughed a few times and woke up.Those cloudy old eyes slowly swept over Yan Sanbai and Lu Lingge behind him, and finally, he sighed faintly, just like the one he sighed before leaving the Jingtang last night.

As expected, Yan Sanbai guessed correctly, there is an inner ghost in Wang's mansion, and this person is the most unlikely and sincere loyal uncle, so when he told Wang Min last night, he couldn't believe it.

It's just that Yan Sanbai didn't expect that he just wanted Uncle Zhong to show his feet, but forced him to hang himself.

Wang Min came, and he ran so fast that his collar was not fixed.

The moment he ran in, he held Uncle Zhong's hand tightly, and asked him nervously if he was okay.In the heart of this half-grown boy, he was still unwilling to believe that this old servant whom he had always loved like a grandfather would be an accomplice in killing his father.

Seeing the concern in Wang Min's eyes, Uncle Zhong looked even sadder.Last night when Yan Sanbai called them all together to say those words, he already had a premonition that he would not be able to keep the secret any longer, so he simply thought about the rest of his life, but he never expected...

Wang Min's eyes were red, and when he saw that Uncle Zhong was indeed fine, he couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Zhong, what's going on?"

Only then did Uncle Zhong tell the whole story.