Beauty is sick

The servant was about ten years old, with a round face, big eyes, and a mole on his lip. He had not been in the house for a long time, and when he saw that he had caused trouble, he panicked and wiped Jin Lingjiu's sleeve tremblingly. : "My lord, I didn't mean it, I, my lord has a lot, I'll wipe it off for you."

He moved so fast that Jinling Jiuyi didn't dodge for a while. After realizing it, he turned sideways and pulled out his sleeve: "It's okay, you can go and clean up the teacup first."

Not only was the tea spilled, but the cup also fell to the ground and shattered. The blood-stained lines drawn on the ground were all wet and blurred.

The servant's face was full of panic, he was a little relieved when he heard his words, nodded his head hastily, and knelt down to pick up the broken porcelain pieces.

Jin Lingjiu stepped aside, looked down at his wet sleeve, couldn't see his expression clearly, he was still clutching the hand that was splashed with tea, the tea was hot, and the back of his cold white hand was scalded. It turned red.

The scene of the crime was not cleaned a few days ago, and splashing some tea would have little effect. Pei Zhe stood aside and did not criticize too much.

The servants quickly cleaned up the broken porcelain pieces, bowed and apologized to Jinling, and then left the lobby.

Pei Zhe had a look on his face, which was proved by the whistle just now.

Jin Lingjiu changed his temper today, and actually endured it, ignoring his wet sleeves, staring at Pei Zhe deeply: "Pei Lang's behavior is chilling."

Pei Zhe is a person who likes to joke. When he jokes, he always drags his tune so that people can tell that what he is talking about at this time is not serious. Jin Lingjiu does not look like smiling, and he speaks such things in that cold voice. For a moment Pei Zhe really couldn't tell whether he was serious or joking, especially Jinlingjiu's "Pei Lang" made his whole body tremble, wishing to jump back three feet away from Jinlingjiu.

"Ahem, what are you chilling or not? Mr. Jiu is talking nonsense."

"Nonsense?" Jin Lingjiu lowered his arms and stroked the back of his hand that was splashed with tea, "Everyone in Huaizhou knows that you and I have a very close personal relationship, so we can sleep together on the same bed and sleep on our feet. I was burned, but I didn't see Pei Lang worried, and said, are you chilling?"

Pei Zhe: "..."

Jin Lingjiu still didn't think it was enough, but he shamed him vigorously: "I have heard for a long time that Tanhua Lang is gentle and considerate, and he can still comfort happy prostitutes carefully, but when it comes to close friends, he is so unlucky."

Hearing Jin Lingjiu's accusation, Pei Zhe suddenly came up with an untimely idea, and wanted to ask him: Is your world too reckless? Shouldn't words like "Bo Xing" be used between you and me?

But can he ask?

Naturally it cannot.

Not to mention that I was the one who initiated the rumors, but I was not. Asking the ninth son of the first floor of the world if he is uneducated, it is not much different from the people who scolded the whole world. thing.

Misfortune comes out of the mouth, Pei Zhe has never done such things to provoke hatred.

So he just turned around and calmly shouted to Zuo Ping: "Why are you standing there, hurry up and change your ninth master's clothes."

I don't know what's wrong with the left screen, usually Jinlingjiu would be so nervous if something happened, he would walk around with the spare clothes, but today he didn't care at all.

Pei Zhe was suspicious, Zuo Ping went blind.

The magistrate's mansion is very gorgeously repaired, hundreds of times better than the crudely built bridge piers in Huaizhou City. In front of the lobby is a spacious yard. There are rockery and small ponds on one side of the yard. The branches in early spring are still bare, only thin and weak. branches hang over the chilly water.

Zuo Ping and Yun Wuyang stood under the tree by the pond, separated by a short distance, relatively silent.

In fact, before Pei Zhe yelled, Yun Wuyang tried to talk to Zuo Ping, he has a restless temperament, in Pei Zhe's words, he was a mute in his previous life, and he chattered non-stop in this life.

"Your son was splashed with tea, why don't you go and see?"

"Why don't you follow your son closely today?"

"Hey, Zuo, are you deaf or dumb?"

Asked a lot of questions, but Zuo Ping didn't give Yun Wuyang a single look, and didn't comment on the incident of Jin Lingjiu being splashed with tea.

The master's treatment was not much better than that of the book boy, and Zuo Ping didn't give Pei Zhe a look, and it wasn't until Jin Lingjiu spoke that Zuo Ping turned around and walked out.

They came in a carriage with spare clothes, Zuo Ping helped Jin Lingjiu change into clean clothes, and then carried the tea-stained clothes back to the tree without giving the onlookers a look.

Pei Zhe and Yun Wuyang who had witnessed everything: "..."

After changing his clothes, Jin Lingjiu let go of his clenched hands, and his tense expression eased. The tea on the ground was still wet, and he took two steps to the side, leaving two wet footprints: "Pei Lang, you Do you want to comfort me?"

Adding the character "Lang" to the surname suffix is ​​a more intimate way of calling. Women often like to call men this way to express the close relationship between a couple with deep feelings or a man and a woman who are in love.

Since the beginning of the dynasty, there have been kings, grandsons and nobles who are very masculine, so broken sleeves are not uncommon in the world. It is not a rare thing, but Pei Zhe asked himself, the relationship between him and Jinling Jiu is not as good as that.

Today, from meeting to now, every word of Jin Lingjiu is very ambiguous, as if he is sure that he will feel guilty because of the rumors, Pei Zhe gets more and more angry, and feels like a cat that has been grabbed by the neck, pulling him. Jin Lingjiu yelled back, teasing him endlessly.

Taking one step back to broaden the sky, and taking two steps back to ascend to the sky, Pei Zhe didn't want to retreat, and then he took a step forward: "It's necessary to comfort and comfort, Xiao Jiuer, be good, do you want my brother to blow your hands?"

He looked down, looked at the back of Jin Lingjiu's reddish hand, and smiled leisurely.

The temperature in the lobby dropped sharply, and the atmosphere became a little weird. Coupled with the ropes hanging from the beams and the mottled marks on the ground, when the small wind blew outside, I immediately dreamed back to the night that the prefect passed away.

Jin Lingjiu suppressed his smile, his expression was unpredictable, he couldn't tell if he was angry or what.

Just when Pei Zhe thought that this master was going to change his face because he couldn't keep playing, Jin Lingjiu walked up to him, put his hand forward, and said two words: "Blow it."

The end is bold and majestic, those who don't know think he is going to beat people.

Pei Zhe: "..."

Jin Lingjiu looked calm, Pei Zhe stared at his handsome face, and asked curiously: "I was not allowed to touch it before, why are you rushing to hand it over now?"

What he said was that when they first met, he was fascinated by ghosts and reached out to touch Jin Lingjiu's face, but was avoided.

"Is there?" Jin Lingjiu pretended to be surprised, "If I have to say, the past is the past, and the present is the present. At that time, there was no name or distinction. How can we compare?"

Pei Zhe: "..."

It's as if he's famous now.

"Of course you are famous now. Did Pei Lang forget it? It's your own recognition." Jin Lingjiu smiled ambiguously, "The whole city of Huaizhou knows about it. Don't you want to play tricks?"

Pei Zhe suffocated, and then realized that he had just said what was in his heart in a moment of inattention.

Jin Lingjiu was not too tired, and still raised his hand, as if he was sure that Pei Zhe would not dare to pick it up, and wanted to force him to bow his head and give in.

At this time, whoever backs down first is cowardly.

Pei Zhe raised his eyelids, took a deep look at him, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled slyly: "If Xiao Jiuer wants to, naturally I can't ignore the beauty's kindness."

So when the prefect's wife came over after finishing the matter, she saw Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu getting very close, the former holding the latter's hand to her lips, as if she was about to kiss her.

Both of them had good looks, and after making such an intimate gesture, they were unexpectedly a good match, and people couldn't bear to disturb them.

Yun Wuyang and Zuo Ping looked like they had eaten a fly. The prefect's wife couldn't bear to disturb them, but they didn't dare, for fear that what they saw was real.

Zuo Ping followed Jinling Jiu for a long time, and his ability to accept was tempered. First he recovered his complexion, and silently looked away. After Yun Wuyang came back to his senses, he ran towards the lobby and shouted angrily while running: "Jinling Jiu, let go!" My son!"

"..." Zuo Ping stopped him, "Look clearly, it's your young master who is holding our Ninth Master's hand."

Yun Wuyang said angrily: "What do you know, it must be Jin Lingjiu who drugged my son with ecstasy!"

Left screen: "..."

Zuo Ping endured it, and only stopped Yun Wuyang from letting him pass, without asking "Is there something wrong with you?"

Yun Wuyang's sudden voice woke up the duo of blowers, and also woke up the magistrate's wife. The magistrate's wife didn't change her face, and greeted Pei Zhe: "The master is gone, and I am the only one in charge in the house, not good. Let Lord Pei and Young Master Jiu have dinner, I wonder if the two of you have finished checking?"

The magistrate's parents are deceased, he has no brothers, and he has a young daughter, less than ten years old. After his death, only the female relatives are left in the house.There is a lot of gossip in front of the widow's house, even if the prefect's mansion is no exception, the people in the yamen did not follow, Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu are both men, they have stayed here for too long, and it is not good to hear it, and those who know it understand that they are the prefect When the adult's murder comes, those who don't know can't help guessing and making up other aspects.

As long as people are idle, they can do anything.

Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu looked at each other, the latter slowly withdrew his hand, looked up and down the magistrate's wife, and suddenly sighed: "Master Zhifu left suddenly, Madam was tired, old, sick, and dead, life is in various ways, fortunately, the mansion has left blood. , I also wish my wife and young master condolences."

Pei Zhe suddenly raised his head and looked at Jin Lingjiu with unclear meaning.

Madam Zhifu's complexion changed: "Young Master Jiu's memory is wrong, there is a daughter in the house, and there is no young master."

Jin Lingjiu was silent for a while, then smiled: "Did I misremember? Madame, forgive me."

The prefect's wife lowered her head slightly and said nothing, Pei Zhe slightly raised her hand: "If you bother me, let's take our leave first."

"Stop fighting, let's go." He greeted Yun Wuyang and Zuo Ping, who were making simple moves, and then walked out with Jin Lingjiu first, "Master Jiu, can you tell me your opinion?"

Jin Lingjiu didn't answer but instead asked, "Why aren't you called Xiao Jiuer?"

Yun Wuyang and Zuo Ping, who came up on their heels, changed their faces when they heard this sentence.

Yun Wuyang: Look, it was your ninth master who seduced my young master!

Zuo Bing: It was your young master who barked first.

The two were a step behind, staring at each other, not giving in to each other, and silently making eye contact.

Go out of the gate and come to the side of the carriage.

Pei Zhe smiled: "Ninth Young Master, I will apologize to you for the rumors. It is my fault for ruining your reputation. You don't have to use these words to run on me on purpose. How can you calm down? Just say That's right."

Jinling Jiuqi said: "Pei Tanhua can't afford to play anymore?"

Pei Zhe didn't say yes or no, lowered his eyelids, and said calmly: "I don't want to play with you about this."

There are several important points in this sentence, and I don't know which one he wants to focus on.

The atmosphere was inexplicably strange, even Yun Wuyang and Zuo Ping, who were walking behind, felt it, and temporarily stopped the unfriendly communication.

Jin Lingjiu folded his hands, unconsciously stroking the back of his hand that was scalded by the tea. The skin there was not very sensitive after it was flushed, but now it seemed that there was still an uncomfortable numbness.

He faintly felt something different in his heart, but he was not sure, so he raised his eyelids and looked at Pei Zhe.

Pei Zhe looked back, and the two looked at each other for a second, then they looked away tacitly.

In just a short moment, it seemed that nothing had happened, and it seemed that many things had happened, which made each other understand.

The carriage driver hesitated, "Let's go?"

"Let's go." Jin Lingjiu made a gesture of invitation, "Is there any spare time for Pei Tan, let's go to another place to talk about the case of the magistrate."

Pei Zhe refused: "I have something to do later, let's go tonight, Commander Lin has long wanted to invite you to the mansion as a guest, choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun, I will save face for him, I don't know if the ninth son is willing to reward you, come to the mansion Have a light meal?"

Jin Lingjiu withdrew his hand and said kindly: "It's my honor, so respect is worse than obedience."

After he and Zuo Ping got into the carriage, the driver immediately raised his whip and drove them away.

Pei Zhe stood still and watched the carriage go away.

Yun Wuyang looked at the carriage, then at Pei Zhe: "My lord, why didn't you agree to him?"

They were reading the dossier at the Commander's Mansion today, and they didn't plan to come out. They decided to come out after hearing that Jinling Jiu had come to the magistrate's mansion. They had no other arrangements in the afternoon.

Pei Zhe looked back, put his hands behind his back, and walked in the opposite direction of the carriage leaving: "I'm not interested."

Yun Wuyang couldn't tell what was wrong, but he just felt that Pei Zhe was in a bad mood, so he followed him for a while and asked, "My lord, where are we going now? It's dinner time, do you want to have a meal?"

Pei Zhe said lazily: "Go to the yamen and ask Lin Jingkong to treat you to dinner."

There was a magistrate hanged to death before, and an unknown dead body appeared in the commander's mansion later, two murder cases, the yamen has been very busy recently.

In the past, the magistrate was in charge of the Yamen of Huaizhou City. Now that he is dead, Lin Jingkong will take over temporarily. In the past, the yamen and the commanding army did not interfere with each other. The team came to dispatch.

When Pei Zhe arrived, Lin Jingkong was ordering people to buy food. There were only radishes and cabbage in the kitchen of the yamen, and the birds had faded away. , Take the account from the public funds.

Taking public funds for favors, officials often do this in private, Pei Zhe turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

Lin Jingkong pointed to the stool beside him: "Why did you come here in person today, what's the matter?"

Ever since he led the commanding army to pick people up from the inn, Pei Zhe had never been out of the commanding mansion, and he sent people to the yamen to get any files he wanted.

"It's something, a big thing!" There was more than one stool. After Pei Zhe sat down, he asked Yun Wuyang to sit too, "Come on, Commander Lin, don't forget to ask someone to add two more pairs of chopsticks."

Lin Jingkong: "..."

"How is the question?"

After finding out about Wang Zhenfu, Lin Jingkong and Pei Zhe talked in detail, and then Pei Zhe asked Lin Jingkong to secretly ask the people along the way from Tianxianglou to the Commander's Mansion to investigate whether they had heard anything about Sun Liu's death on the night of Sun Liu's death. What movement, or what has been seen.

Lin Jingkong felt dizzy at the mention of this, and handed the thick stack of papers on the table forward: "There are a total of 36 families along the way, nearly a hundred people, and there is no need to cause too much disturbance. Asked nearly half of the people."

Pei Zhe hurriedly asked: "What's the result?"

Lin Jingkong was expressionless: "No results, so far, there is no useful clue, I didn't say, is it really useful to ask?"

"Of course it's useful. Now all the clues point to Wang Zhenfu. To get rid of his suspicion, we must find his alibi." Pei Zhe took the stack of papers, flipped through them and said, "Sun Liu went to Tim Xianglou, many people can prove this. Cuiyun also recruited in her confession. Someone found her the next day and gave her a sum of money to tell her that Sun Liu hadn't left Tianxianglou all night and had been with her all night long. She is together, and based on her confession and the time Commander Lin found the body, we can basically determine when the murderer sent Sun Liu to the Commander's Mansion."

Lin Jingkong was puzzled: "If you want to infer the time of Sun Liu's death, let Wu Zuo do it, why go around such a big circle?"

Pei Zhe pinched a piece of paper, and looked at Lin Jingkong with a half-smile: "I said this morning that Yun Wuyang's brain ran away from home, and now it seems that Commander Lin probably left with him, but I didn't say that." The purpose of asking these people is to determine the time of Sun Liu's death, in this case, at least in Wang Zhenfu's part, there is no need to pay attention to the time of death."

Lin Jingkong was displeased with his way of speaking, especially displeased that he put himself and Yun Wuyang in the same category: "I still can't compare with Pao Zhan Jing, but I can't turn around occasionally, unlike him, who can't come back when his mind is gone. .”

Yun Wuyang heard that this was mocking himself, and he was particularly sensitive when facing Lin Jingkong: "Yes, Commander Lin is different from me, being able to run away from home means that you have brains, and you are the opposite."

Lin Jingkong: "..."

There was a table in the middle, about three meters away, Lin Jingkong and Yun Wuyang glared at each other angrily.

Pei Zhe turned his eyes around the two of them, and said rather strangely: "It's alright, alright, they can actually quarrel with each other."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two looked away and looked at him angrily.

Pei Zhe secretly slandered that this wave of hatred was really successful.

Both the master and the servant are not good people, Lin Jingkong snorted heavily, and said angrily: "Please trouble Master Pei for guidance."

Pei Zheyang smiled: "It's easy to say."

He had an expression of "Since you asked the question sincerely, then I will tell you mercifully", Lin Jingkong's teeth itch when he saw it: "Then tell me quickly, what should you pay attention to if you don't pay attention to the time of death?"

Yun Wuyang was also curious, and urged: "Sir, tell me quickly, if you delay, the food will not be as hot as it should be."

Pei Zhe stopped playing tricks and explained to the two brains who ran away from home: "On the line of Wang Zhenfu alone, what we need to pay attention to is not the time of Sun Liu's death, but the time when the body was sent to the Commander's Mansion. According to this point in time, we can roughly divide the murderer’s actions into two parts, the first part is that the murderer killed Sun Liu and transported the body to the commanding mansion, and the second part is that the murderer left the commanding mansion to deal with the aftermath.”

"We know that Sun Liu died before he was sent to the Commander's Mansion. Although he had other injuries on his body, according to the autopsy results, those injuries were not fatal. He died of suffocation. Foreign object, it can be concluded that Sun Liu was not drowned, but was suffocated to death. I have seen the Fangshi road map of Huaizhou City, from Tianxiang Tower to the Commander's Mansion to pass through the Huai River, which shows that the murderer did not die in Huaizhou City. Instead of staying by the water, they killed people before reaching the Huai River."

Lin Jingkong frowned, and raised his hand: "Stop, stop, why can't it be killed after the Huai River?"

Pei Zhe looked at him like a fool: "Yun Wuyang, please explain."

"Ah?" Yun Wuyang, who was caught off guard by the name call, looked confused, "I, son, I don't know either."

Pei Zhe: "..."

There were only three of them in the room, Lin Jingkong and Yun Wuyang looked at each other in blank dismay, their IQs were about the same, and they didn't mock each other this time.

Pei Zhe sighed faintly: "I only know now that Jinling Jiu also has advantages."

Both Lin Jingkong and Yun Wuyang didn't understand why Jin Lingjiu was involved, so they didn't answer, and looked at Pei Zhe silently.

Pei Zhe sat up straighter, and explained from the beginning: "Do you still remember the three questions I asked in Pinxianglou, in which it was specifically mentioned that the handwriting on Sun Liu's feet was not written in ink, but in cinnabar?"

Yun Wuyang nodded one after another: "I remember, the young master also mentioned the fake corpse fished out of the Huai River, and the 'blood' that flowed from it was faked by mixing cinnabar with water."

Pei Zhe: "Sun Liu's body was written on. The murderer pointed the death of the prefect to him in a clumsy and superficial way, and even used the same cinnabar. I'm afraid we didn't connect the two. The prefect was found in the Huai River." If you are the murderers, if you want to make Sun Liu and the magistrate closer, what method of death will you choose for Sun Liu if you have time?"

Yun Wuyang hesitated and said, "Drown?"

Lin Jingkong said in a deep voice, "That's right, it was drowned."

The fake corpse was found in the Huai River, and he ordered someone to take it back to the Yamen and disassembled it for inspection. Although it looked a little rough at first glance, the straw and sacks made like that can be called fine.

The head and face are soaked, and the body is bloated. If it is regarded as a person who died of drowning, on the whole, it fits very well, otherwise it will not be mistaken for a real person.

Afterwards, Lin Jingkong risked being ridiculed, and asked Pei Zhe specifically how he knew that the fake corpse belonged to the prefect. Pei Zhe replied at the time: "Of course, the old friends who meet each other day and night can't tell. Those who have just met the magistrate, can tell with a glance that the fake corpse is full of the shadow of the magistrate."

Lin Jingkong felt that although his words were a bit exaggerated, they also made sense.

Memory and eyes can be deceiving, and you may not even be trying to judge.

"The answer is correct, it is drowning. Drowning is the best way to connect Sun Liu and the magistrate. In fact, we can infer more than this from Sun Liu's death method. We will not consider other things for now." Pei Pei Folding the paper in Yang's hand, he explained, "The murderer should have killed Sun Liu first, and then thought of sending the body to the Commander's Mansion. The limitations of the dead are too large, and it is impossible to fully achieve the effect of the plan. Drowning and being suffocated Death is a kind of suffocation death, but there is a big difference between the two. Even if you immerse yourself in water after death, you can find out the real way of death by doing an experiment. If the murderer has the condition to choose drowning, how can he abandon it? Need not."

Yun Wuyang clapped his hands suddenly: "I understand! It's because Sun Liu died before reaching Huaishui!"

Pei Zhe raised his eyes lazily: "That's right, Yun Wuyang has already figured it out, Commander Lin can't turn the corner, can he?"

Lin Jingkong pursed his lips: "Turn around."

Pei Zhe stretched his waist: "Okay, then let's talk about the previous question. After the murderer killed someone, he sent the body to the Commander's Mansion. This is his first behavior. He left the Commander's Mansion and went to find Cui. Yun, dealing with the aftermath, this is the second act. Wu Zuo can only guess at which time period Sun Liu was killed. When the body of the murderer was transported to the Commander's Mansion, it was the murderer's first act."

"If someone hears or sees something, then this time must be later than Sun Liu's real death time, and also later than the death time given by Wu Zuo. In this way, the time range can be narrowed down a lot." Lin Jing Kong suddenly realized.

Pei Zhe flipped through the stack of confessions in his hand: "You told me before that Wang Zhenfu almost turned himself in. On the night of Sun Liu's murder, he was drunk and couldn't remember what happened. During the time of death given by Wu Zuo , he couldn’t be completely absent. It would take a long time for the murderer to kill Sun Liu and make preparations. If this part of the time is subtracted, it will be much easier to clear Wang Zhenfu of the murder suspicion.”

Lin Jingkong admitted that if Pei Zhe hadn't said it again, he definitely wouldn't have thought about it so much.

He was convinced: "Master Pei is highly intelligent, and the lower officials admire him."

Yun Wuyang was full of pride, as if the person being praised was himself: "That's not true, our son is unparalleled in intelligence!"

Lin Jing gave him a blank look, struggled for a while, and then looked at Pei Zhe: "I don't know something, and I hope Mr. Pei can answer it. Since we already knew that Wang Zhenfu was not the real murderer, why waste time looking for it?" Evidence that can prove his innocence?"

Pei Zhe hand paused: "How did Commander Lin know that he is not the murderer?"

Lin Jingkong replied: "Then Wang Zhenfu is very timid. When my people interrogated him, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak well. He wanted to pass out when he saw some blood. How dare he kill someone?"

Pei Zhe concluded: "That is to say, whether he is innocent or not, Commander Lin has no evidence, just speculation."

"What about assumptions?" Lin Jingkong asked back.

Yun Wuyang understood, stood up suddenly, and snorted at him: "Only stupid officials can make assumptions, and everything must be based on evidence. Even the Holy One has no right to close the case just according to his own ideas. Mr. Lin Is the commander so sure that he will never make a mistake? Maybe you think it’s no big deal to make a mistake once, but Lin Jingkong, have you ever thought that one of your mistakes may allow the murderer to go unpunished, or it may destroy a The life of an innocent man."

Lin Jingkong kept his word in Huaizhou City and rarely came into contact with cases. He had the keenness and informality of a general, but lacked the care and seeking truth from facts of a civil official. He had never experienced what Yun Wuyang said, and he couldn't understand what Pei Zhe was insisting on .

Someone knocked on the door outside: "Commander, it's time to eat."

Yun Wuyang did not continue to criticize, Lin Jingkong also rarely refuted, Pei Zhe put down the things in his hand, looked at the two people who were silent: "Aren't you hungry?"

The three walked out one after another, Lin Jingkong was at the back, when the door was closed, he stopped Yun Wuyang: "What you just said makes sense, I thought it was too simple."

After saying that, he followed the officers and soldiers who came to ask them to eat and left first.

Yun Wuyang looked at Pei Zhe in disbelief: "My lord, is there something wrong with my ears?"

Pei Zhe gave him a funny shudder: "It's almost done, how many times have I told you, you can't generalize after seeing people and knowing people, Lin Jingkong is not as miserable as you imagined."

Yun Wuyang looked down on Lin Jingkong, he used to have to refute when he heard such words, but today he curled his lips and remained silent, Pei Zhe knew that he had listened and did not continue to repeat.

In addition to the people transferred from the commanding army, there was no room for them to sit in one room, so Lin Jingkong chose two from the empty rooms in the yamen and used them as a dining hall.

When Pei Zhe and Yun Wuyang arrived, the dining hall was already full of people, with small mats and low stools, and everyone was holding their own bowls and chopsticks, which contained Yamen's special radish and cabbage, as well as Lin Jingkong's life. Meat dishes ordered from outside.

Lin Jingkong was serving rice, and he filled a spoon full of meat. He privately called this group of people brothers and sisters. He had no airs, and sat down among them with a bowl: "Lord Pei, do what you want."

The people in charge of the army and the yamen remembered to salute, but were stopped by Pei Zhe: "It's all hard work, let's have a good meal."

Lin Jingkong swallowed the meat with chopsticks, and looked at Pei Zhe and Yun Wuyang with great interest, and Tan Hualang's delicate skin and tender meat, he seemed to be a delicate person, he was a little curious, what did the master and servant think of their informal behavior , Will you be so disgusted that you turn around and leave after taking a look at the food.

There was a result within two seconds, and the development of the matter was beyond his expectation.

Yun Wuyang was very hungry, his eyes lit up when he smelled the aroma of the rice, and he howled directly: "My lord, there is meat!"

Lin Jingkong: "?"

Everyone who was startled: "?"

Lin Jingkong did not wrong himself or his subordinates for eating and drinking with public funds. Although the meat dishes ordered were big pot dishes, they were delicious in color and flavor. The boss has opened the shop for many years, and his craftsmanship is one of the best in Huaizhou City.

It's a happy thing to find delicious food while eating, and Pei Zhe is also in a good mood. He looked around, then turned to look at Lin Jingkong: "Commander Lin, here are some tableware."

Unexpectedly, these two people were so down-to-earth, Lin Jingkong was in a complicated mood, and pointed to the side of the stove: "The bowls and chopsticks we use are all brought by ourselves. There are yamen in the cupboard. No one has used them for a long time. I don't mind. Can use."

Yun Wuyang quickly took the dishes and chopsticks to wash.

After the meal was served, Pei Zhe and Yun Wuyang moved the stools and sat down without airs at all. They were more informal than Lin Jingkong, which surprised the others.

A group of elders got together to eat, so they couldn't avoid chatting a few words. Lin Jingkong didn't bother them, and occasionally made a small talk. Because of Pei Zhe's presence today, everyone ate silently, and no one spoke first.

Lin Jingkong likes to eat vegetables. After eating the meat in the bowl, he got up to fill it up. When he came back, he passed by Pei Zhe and Yun Wuyang, and found that they ate quite quickly, and half of the bowl of rice went down: "Master Pei, it still suits your appetite. ?”

Pei Zhe was busy eating and didn't have time to talk to him, so he pushed Yun Wuyang with his elbow, Yun Wuyang understood, swallowed the food and replied: "It suits your appetite, it's delicious."

Lin Jingkong: "..."

There was still work to do, and everyone left one after another after eating.

Pei Zhe had a small appetite, and he was full with just one bowl. He didn't leave after eating, so he filled a bowl of soup and drank it slowly.

When Lin Jingkong put down the bowl and chopsticks, Pei Zhe also got up: "I'm full, let's go Commander Lin, let's go see Wang Zhenfu."

He had been inferring the case based on the files and Lin Jingkong's dictation before, and he hadn't met the biggest suspect in the current Sun Liu case in person. There were some problems that he couldn't understand just by listening, so he had to see it with his own eyes. to ask.

At present, the suspicion has not been cleared, and Wang Zhenfu is being held in a prison.

Pei Zhe ordered Yun Wuyang to take the confessions of the people along the way. He hadn't finished reading the confessions to explain the case to these two people.

There was a distance between the prison and the place to eat, Pei Zhe and Lin Jingkong didn't walk too fast, it was right to digest food after a meal, and wait for Yun Wuhai by the way.

"Master Pei, you said that many things can be deduced from Sun Liu's death. Apart from what was mentioned before, what other aspects are there?"

Pei Zhe raised a finger: "First point, Sun Liu was suffocated to death, suffocated to death, the murderer killed him on a temporary basis, there must have been an incident between them, this incident does not have the usual The lethality of Sun Liu is such an insignificant matter that the murderer didn't think too much before killing Sun Liu, or Sun Liu's death was not in his plan, otherwise the murderer could not have thought that drowning is the last thing to do. Good way to die."

Listening to the meaning of his words, Lin Jingkong knew more than this, and said kindly: "What else?"

Pei Zhe raised another finger: "Second point, the murderer is quick-witted and well-informed. It took only a few hours from when we discovered the fake corpse to when he killed Sun Liu, but he was able to know about cinnabar and carried out such a The arrangement shows his mind."

Lin Jingkong was stunned when he heard that: "So that's how it is."

However, this is not over yet, Pei Zhe raised another finger: "The third point is the result of reverse deduction. The reason why the murderer wrote the murderer's words on Sun Liu's feet was to The death of Sun Liu and the magistrate are connected together. If we take this purpose as the premise and think in reverse, we can easily infer another thing, why the murderer transported Sun Liu's body to your house, Instead of finding a random place to throw it away.”

Lin Jingkong: "Why?"

Pei Zhe: "Because he wants to ensure that Sun Liu's body can be found in the shortest possible time, and at the same time attract as many people's attention as possible, what place is more suitable than your residence under Commander Lin?"

Lin Jingkong clenched his fists: "The murderer is provoking me."

"Judging from the series of things he has done, there may be such suspicions, but I am more inclined that he is not provoking you." Pei Zhe did not continue, and changed the subject, "Actually, in my opinion Come on, these three points are not the most important, the most important point is that we can be sure that the person who killed Sun Liu and the person who killed the magistrate are not the same, and there is no connection between the two cases."

Pei Zhe paused, and put it in a more appropriate way: "This is not just as simple as two lives, regardless of the murderer of the two murders, there are at least two forces behind the scenes in Huaizhou City. "

Lin Jingkong didn't continue to ask why, Pei Zhe was able to analyze so much from a simple one hour, and he felt a headache just listening to it, and he had a hunch that even if he asked about the last sentence, Pei Zhe would not understand it. explain.

When Yun Wuyang came back, Pei Zhe and Lin Jingkong had just walked to the prison, the atmosphere was different from before, Yun Wuyang felt something was wrong, and looked suspiciously at the two silent people.

Lin Jingkong went to ask someone to open the door, Yun Wuyang took this opportunity to whisper to Pei Zhe: "My lord, I wasn't here just now, did something happen?"

Pei Zhe took the stack of confessions and tapped him on the head: "What could happen?"

Yun Wuyang whispered: "There are many things that can happen, such as Lin Jingkong beat you, scolded you and threatened you!"

Pei Zhe: "...Don't think about things all day long."

Lin Jingkong beckoned, and the two cut off the conversation.

Wang Zhenfu was a handyman in Tianxiang Building. When Lin Jingkong seized Tianxiang Building, he took a group of people into custody, and he was one of them.

He was interrogated twice in total. During the first interrogation, he said that he drank alcohol, fell unconscious, and asked three questions. After less than half a day, he made a request on his own initiative, and this was the second time. interrogation.

During the second interrogation