Beauty is sick

Pei Zhe froze and blinked, as if to confirm whether there was any problem with his ears.

Jin Lingjiu withdrew his hand, and said: "Don't get excited, be careful of fetal gas."

"..." Pei Zheqi laughed, grabbed Jin Lingjiu's hand, and pressed it firmly on his wrist, "Don't worry, my fetus is stable, you can touch it a few more times to say hello to the child."

Jin Lingjiu shook his hands, and looked at him with three points of fear, three points of shock, and four points of are you crazy: "?"

This effect is what I want, Pei tortured and ground his teeth: "Pei is a clean person and has never been involved with other people. If I am happy, the child must be yours. After all, you and I did such an intimate thing last night. Oh, no, you should touch your stomach to say hello, come on, touch it, and see if the child will kick you."

Jin Lingjiu was stunned, all he knew was to pull his hand back.

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Pei Zhe let go of him in satisfaction, raised his head cheerfully, and then froze in place.

Lin Jingkong, Yun Wuyang, and Zhonglimei came over at some time, and they were looking at him with similar complex expressions. Pei Zhe can assure you that they deliberately took a second look at his waist and abdomen.

Pei Zhe: "...it's not what you think."

"Last night, something intimate." Lin Jingkong wiped his face, "Blame me."

Pei Zhe: "..." It's really your fault!

Yun Wuyang looked confused: "My son is pregnant with a young son? No, my son can't conceive... right?"

Pei Zhe took a deep breath: "Did you leave your mind and never come back? Of course you can't get pregnant!"

Zhong Limo persuaded: "Be careful, calm down, don't—"

Pei Zhe felt comforted, and Mr. Zhongli was the most stable.

"Don't move your tires."

"..."

Pei Zhe has lived to this day, and finally realized for himself what it means to be forgiven for doing evil by heaven, but not to live for doing evil by oneself.

A small episode that makes the atmosphere subtle.

Lin Jingkong came back to his senses first, and asked the housekeeper to invite the magistrate's wife.

Pei Zhe was depressed, and forced himself to forget what happened just now. He squatted next to the painted traces of the corpse, looked up at the beams of the house: "Commander Lin, how high is your old friend from the ground when he is hanging?"

"Probably..." Lin Jingkong recalled, "It must be as high as a stool."

Zhong Limei: "It's not that high, it's less than 25 centimeters from the ground."

Pei Zhe thought for a moment, and called them over: "Yun Wuyang, you pick up Mr. Zhongli, hug your waist, lift up, and lift as hard as you can."

Zhong Li was shocked when he heard the words, and when he was about to refuse, Yun Wuyang hugged him: "No, don't, let me down!"

Although Yun Wuyang is small in stature, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, so he is relatively strong, so it is not a problem to lift Zhongli Mo: "Mr. Zhongli, don't move around!"

Pei Zhe: "In order to solve the case, Mr. Zhongli cooperates, you don't want to be a suspect anymore, relax, try to take off all your strength, and fall as if you have no bones."

Zhong Li is ignorant and unable to speak out, trying his best to complete the boneless state he said.

Pei Zhe rubbed his chin: "Less than twenty centimeters, Yun Wuyang, protect his waist, do your best to make his upper body upright."

Jin Lingjiu: "This is not good, his weight is too much lower than that of Mr. Zhifu."

"It makes sense." Pei Zhe paused, "Let's put it down, Commander Lin, I'll replace you."

Zhong Limo patted his chest and walked a little further away silently. Lin Jingkong was caught off guard and was called by his name. He was stunned for two seconds: "Who should I hug?"

Pei Zhe: "Yun Wuyang hugs you."

Lin Jingkong: "?"

Yun Wuyang: "?"

Pei Zhe: "Hurry up, here you are about the same weight as the magistrate."

The magistrate is short and fat, Lin Jingkong is tall and strong, they are indeed about the same weight.

Wouldn't it be good to find someone who is similar in size to the magistrate?Lin Jingkong said indifferently: "It's too far away, I'll help you—"

Yun Wuyang was extremely repulsive: "My lord, if I don't hug him, you might as well kill me!"

Lin Jingkong swallowed back the interrupted words, opened his arms and took a step forward, smiling badly: "Come on."

Yun Wuyang looked at him suspiciously: "What's here?"

Lin Jingkong smiled: "I'm here to kill you."

Yun Wuyang: "..."

Lin Jingkong agreed, Yun Wuyang will be easy to deal with, Pei Zhe said lightly: "Commander Lin has been hugged, you are not afraid, are you?"

"Who said I wouldn't dare!" Yun Wuyang glared fiercely at Lin Jingkong who had defected, "Hug it!"

Lin Jingkong was much heavier than Zhong Limo, Yun Wuyang took all his strength to hug him up, and secretly slandered him, he didn't look fat, but he was so heavy when he was hugged, he didn't know what to eat.

Seeing that he was struggling to hug him, Pei Zhe didn't ask for more, carefully observed the height of Lin Jingkong's feet from the ground, and gestured twice with his hands: "It's still not right."

Lin Jingkong said leisurely: "It's okay, take your time, I don't mind."

You don't mind, you didn't do anything to co-author, Yun Wuyang blushed, he gritted his teeth and said, "You can shut up!"

Jin Lingjiu looked him up and down: "Put it down."

Yun Wuyang, as if he had received an amnesty, immediately let go of his hand, and shook his arms to relieve the soreness: "My lord, please do your work first, don't call me if you have something to do."

Pei Zhe didn't even raise his head: "Look at how promising you are!"

After bullying the puppy, Lin Jingkong was in a good mood: "Master Pei, what are you doing?"

Pei Zhe: "Master Zhifu died of a broken neck bone. He was hung up by the murderer after death. The dead person cannot bear the force and cannot move. It takes a lot of effort to hang up. Our suspect now is the concubine Tian Qi, She can't hold the prefect at all, so the one who hangs him up is the accomplice. According to the experiment just now, this accomplice should be a man, taller than Yun Wuyang, with great arm strength, able to lift the prefect with one hand."

Lin Jingkong disagreed and said: "It's not realistic. The weight of the magistrate is not easy to hold, and you have to use one hand. How strong is that arm?"

This is indeed a suspicious point, Pei Zhe said to himself: "How did you hang it up? It can't be by flying, right?"

Jin Lingjiu lifted his chin and reminded: "There was more than one person present at that time."

Pei Zhe looked in the direction he indicated and saw two chairs: "Tian Qi? You mean, she stepped on the chair to help hang the corpse up?"

Lin Jingkong and Yun Wuyang immediately ran to the chairs.

Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu looked at each other, and the latter said softly, "Would you like to bet on our luck?"

Pei Zhe: "How to bet?"

"Murder was killed in a hurry that night. The murderer may not have time to clean up the scene. You sealed off the scene after you arrived at the magistrate's mansion. No one went in again. The murderer must have no way to clean up the traces left." Jin Lingjiu laughed, "I bet the murderer didn't have time to wipe it off. Get rid of all traces."

Pei Zhe's eyes sparkled, and he looked at Lin Jingkong and Yun Wuyang without making a sound.

There are two chairs in the lobby, placed directly opposite the door, with a square table in the middle, Lin Jingkong and Yun Wuyang are standing next to each.

The two moved very lightly, grabbed the back of the chair, lifted the chair up halfway, and examined it carefully.

Zhong Limo asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Yun Wuyang: "Look for clues!"

Zhong Limo hesitated and said: "But if you step on the chair, just look at the top of the chair, you can't step on the bottom."

Lin Jingkong and Yun Wuyang froze, put down their chairs silently, determined not to admit their stupidity just now.

Pei Zhe broke the deadlock: "Is there something on it?"

Both denied it.

Jin Lingjiu was not surprised at all: "It seems that luck is not very good."

"Not necessarily." Pei Zhe looked around, walked to the Bogu rack in the corner of the room, turned around there twice, and pulled out a low stool from the corner, "I was just wondering if the chair would be a little high and still so It is bulky, and moving from there to the center of the lobby is a long distance, if it is Tian Qi, will you choose something that is closer and lighter."

Yun Wuyang's eyes lit up, and he urged: "My lord, quickly check if there are any shoe prints on it."

"Don't look at it, no." Pei Zhe came over with a low stool, "The murderer can hide it, and he has no time to polish the shoe prints?"

Yun Wuyang suddenly looked sleepy: "It's wasted effort again."

"Who said that? This low stool is still useful." Pei Zhegang was about to explain, but seeing Jin Lingjiu's expression was calm, he changed his mind, "Can Mr. Jiu explain the use of this low stool?"

Jin Lingjiu met his teasing gaze, and realized in his heart that he must have found something on the low stool.

"My lord, don't you give the things to others and let him guess directly?" Yun Wuyang said carelessly.

Pei Zhe's thoughts were seen, and he didn't feel uncomfortable. He prolonged the tone and pointed out: "If you are an ordinary person, you can just watch it."

The implication is that Jin Lingjiu is not an ordinary person.

Jin Ling stretched out his hand without changing his face: "Then let me, an ordinary person, take a look."

Pei Zhe was startled.

Jin Lingjiu took the low stool and looked it around. When Pei Zhe didn't realize it, he put the low stool back in his hand: "Everyone in the house was poisoned that night, and only Tian Tian had the opportunity to administer the medicine. Seven, the master and the servants didn't cook the meals together, which meant that she had to dispense the medicine several times at different times, so she didn't have time to scrub. It was very likely that she stayed in the kitchen that night and did not leave. "

He paused here and smiled: "Luck is really good. Not only did Tian Qi not leave the kitchen that day, he hadn't washed his hands yet, and a small piece of dried vegetable leaf stuck to the leg of the stool, but I think this clue is meaningful. It’s not big, it’s been too long, and it’s hard to tell what kind of dish it is.”

Everyone was silent for a long time.

Lin Jingkong said with emotion: "As expected of the Ninth Young Master, you and Mr. Pei are really amazing."

Pei Zhe said indifferently: "Don't take me with you, I'm not that smart, I guessed randomly."

He stretched out his hand and rubbed against the side of the low stool: "I just think this powder is quite similar to Mongolian sweat medicine."

Jin Lingjiu took his hand: "I'll smell it."

The three who were silent just now continued to remain silent, Pei Zhe froze for a moment, and joined the silent army.

Jin Lingjiu put Pei Zhe's finger close to his nose, and sniffed for two seconds: "It is indeed Mongolian sweat medicine."

Pei Zhe murmured: "You can even smell this?"

Jin Lingjiu: "This kind of Mongolian sweat medicine works well. It's quite common in Jianghu, so you can smell it. If you use other medicines, it's not necessarily so."

Yun Wuyang took a breath: "Is this the point?"

Lin Jingkong doubted his life: "Isn't it?"

Zhong Limei's reaction was normal, but the two words were extremely difficult: "No."

Jinling Jiu: "?"

Pei Zhe managed to hold back and didn't ask the question "Are you a dog's nose?"

The low stool was to be brought back to the yamen, and Pei Zhe handed it directly to Lin Jingkong, although the evidence would be of limited use.

The scene of the crime has been inspected many times, Pei Zhe has no airs at all, and simply squats at the door waiting for the magistrate's wife.

Jin Lingjiu couldn't make such a down-to-earth move, so he stood beside him: "What do you want to ask later?"

Pei Zhe didn't hide it: "Tian Qi's miscarriage, test her attitude."

Jin Lingjiu: "Do you suspect that Tian Qi's miscarriage is related to her? Then she was coerced and had to help Tian Qi kill the prefect?"

"Not necessarily." Pei Zhe looked up at him, "I have a ridiculous guess, do you want to hear it?"

Jin Lingjiu was curious about how absurd it was that made him say such a thing, "I would like to hear more about it."

Pei Zhe: "Master Zhifu is not young. He has married so many wives but has few children. Just now the housekeeper said that the wives have a good relationship and there is no drama of jealousy. They should not be murdered if they can't conceive a child. It may be a coincidence that one wife can't conceive, but the magistrate has nine wives, all of them have been unable to conceive after so many years, do you think it's normal?"

"It's really ridiculous." Jin Lingjiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You mean, the magistrate has a hidden disease?"

Pei Zhe waved his hand: "It's just a guess, but I think it makes sense."

Jin Lingjiu: "It doesn't make sense. The magistrate is not childless. Don't forget that he also has a daughter. Tian Qi also diagnosed Ximai."

Pei Zhe waved at him: "It's because I haven't forgotten, that's why I think there's some truth to this ridiculous guess. Come here, and I'll tell you."

Jin Lingjiu was really curious about where his reasoning came from, tangled up for two seconds, lifted the hem of his clothes and squatted side by side with him.

Pei Zhe glanced at his hand holding the hem of his clothes, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "Among so many concubines, only the prefect's wife and Tian Qi are the targets of our suspicion. Coincidentally, only these two have been pregnant with the prefect An adult's child, the difference is that the wife is born, and Tian Qi has a miscarriage."

Jin Lingjiu couldn't help laughing: "Because they were both pregnant, they are murderers? Or, because they are murderers, they are both pregnant? You don't make sense."

"Listen to me first!" Pei Zhe twitched unhappily, "First of all, let's assume that the magistrate really has a hidden disease, which can explain why he has no children, so Madam and Tian Qi's children have problems. We have been together for so many years, I feel that Mrs. Zhifu knows more or less about the hidden disease of Lord Zhifu."

"The prefect's wife is in front, she gave birth to a daughter, if the prefect has a hidden disease, then this daughter is not his child, which points to one thing, this is not speculative. If Tian Qi is pregnant, the prefect's wife will know her It's a fake pregnancy, do you think she will go to Tian Qi because of this?"

Jin Lingjiu didn't answer directly: "If you find it, there will be endless troubles."

Pei Zhe smiled: "That's right, but for her daughter, she will definitely go. If Tian Qi is favored, her children must also love it. Didn't you say it before, the magistrate specifically mentioned it in his letter to you?" This matter shows how much he looks forward to the child in Tian Qi's belly. From the fact that the magistrate's wife quickly dismissed all the concubines, it can be seen that she is a person who thinks about it, and she will definitely not sit still."

"Tian Qi is able to plan all this at a young age, and her thoughts are not deep. When the wife of the prefect finds her, she will definitely find out the hidden disease of the prefect, and in turn threaten the prefect's wife. The relationship between the prefect and the prefect's wife is not good. How good it is, for the sake of herself and her daughter, one can imagine how the prefect's wife will choose."

The joke on Jin Lingjiu's face faded away.

Pei Zhe turned his head and saw him with a serious face and a surprised tone: "You don't really believe it, do you? You said it was absurd and unreasonable just now."

Jin Lingjiu said seriously: "I think your analysis makes sense, we can follow this line to investigate, maybe we can find out the truth as soon as possible."

Pei Zhe's face collapsed: "How to check this line, whether there is a hidden disease or not is not something that a doctor can find out, besides, the body of the magistrate is almost rotting, and the only thing that can be found is maggots. Actually, I still have some information about the magistrate's illness. If I don’t tell you more about my guess, maybe you will feel that this guess is not so reasonable.”

"Master Zhifu is not sick, and the child is real. That is, the wife of the Zhifu made it impossible for others to conceive a child, and caused Tian Qi to have a miscarriage, and then Tian Qi threatened him with the matter of the child." Jin Lingjiu quickly pointed out a few key points , shook his head, "I thought so at the beginning. After hearing your deduction just now, I felt that it was unreasonable. Tian Qi used the matter of Miscarriage to threaten the prefect's wife. If the prefect's wife killed Miscarriage, So what can she do?"

Pei Zhe was stunned when he heard this: "So, maybe I'm right? If that's the case, there are too many twists and turns, right?"

"It's very possible, but there is still a question, whether Tian Qi is pregnant or not." Jin Lingjiu said.

Pei Zhe frowned slightly: "Do you suspect that she is a fake pregnancy? It is not impossible. Tian Qi had planned to kill the magistrate, and it is unlikely that he will conceive his child. If Tian Qi is really pregnant, then the magistrate Madame caused her miscarriage, she will definitely not let it go."

"So I'm leaning towards a fake pregnancy." Seeing the magistrate's wife coming with the housekeeper from a distance, Jin Lingjiu pushed his arm, "While you're trying to find out, by the way, ask which medical clinic diagnosed Tian Qixi's pulse , maybe we don’t need to search for people all over Huaizhou city.”

The written evidence that can help Tian Qili to fake pregnancy and deceive the magistrate must be an accomplice in the medical clinic, and other doctors are not so courageous.

Madam Zhifu looked unhappy, and nodded to everyone.

Pei Zhe didn't hesitate, and asked directly: "I heard that the magistrate has a concubine named Tian Qi. She was diagnosed with Ximai last year, but she had a miscarriage within two months. Is it true?"

The magistrate's wife twisted her hands together: "Yes, it's true."

Pei Zhe: "What's the matter with miscarriage?"

Mrs. Zhifu: "The weather was bad that day, and the road was slippery. She didn't pay attention when she was walking, slipped and fell, and then had a miscarriage."

Pei Zhe understood, and met Jin Lingjiu's eyes: "Dare to ask Madam, do you still remember which doctor came for the consultation?"

The magistrate's wife was not sure: "Is it the east of the city?"

The housekeeper said at the right time: "It was Mr. Wu who came to see him. He has the best medical skills. The master specially ordered him to come to see him."

Pei Zhe's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and a face appeared in his mind, how could it be him?

At this moment, the servants led the army commander over.

Lin Jingkong was shocked: "Have you found someone?"

The officers and soldiers nodded, hesitated to speak: "I found it, but I can't catch it."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Jiu'er: It's the happy pulse.

Little Tanhua: Yours, come and touch it, and say hello to the child.

Although, have you two forgotten that a man cannot get pregnant.