The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Zhen Shicheng calmly retracted his gaze, and said to the Jin Wuwei who lined up in a row: "Please recall the abnormality after the dark of the hall, and now start with the first person. Remember, as long as you think it is abnormal, you can talk about it. It’s okay to come out, even if you make a mistake."

Emperor Jingming said at the right time: "Wang Hai, I want them to cooperate with Master Zhen."

The words of Emperor Jingming started from Jin Wuwei who was the first in the line, and he racked his brains to come up with the abnormality.

Zhen Shicheng listened carefully, and found no valuable information.

I asked Jiang Zhan soon.

Jiang Zhan arched his hands: "My lord, the humble duty is guarded near the entrance of the main hall. After the main hall suddenly becomes dark, it is difficult to see things for a while, and it doesn't feel right..."

With Jiang Zhan’s qualifications, he could not enter the palace as a errand, but Wang Hai knew that Emperor Jingming liked people who were pleasing to the eye, especially on such a grand occasion. Wouldn’t it be a hindrance to the emperor if he saw a crooked melon and split date, so he put Jiang Zhan with another person It was reversed.

"But it's okay." Zhen Shicheng said lightly, wanting to pave the way for you for so long, but I don't have to say it now.

Jiang Zhan hesitated: "The temple was a little chaotic when it first darkened, and the humble servant felt that Tongze had left for a while--"

Zhen Shicheng interrupted Jiang Zhan: "Since you can't see things, how do you judge that Tongze has been away for a while?"

Someone whispered: "It is said that some warriors can sense the breath of people nearby. I didn't expect this Jinwuwei to be such a master."

Jiang Ancheng touched his chin and wondered: His son is not such a person.

Jiang Zhan quickly gave the answer: "The humble post has no experience in entering the temple for the first time. After suddenly plunged into darkness, he couldn't help but call that Tongze several times, but he did not respond. The humble post thought that he should not be there. Well, why don't you say anything?"

Everyone: "..." It's **** reasonable.

"Who is that Tongze?" Zhen Shicheng asked.

Jiang Zhan looked at the Jin Wuwei in old clothes.

Zhen Shicheng looked over and asked: "Is it him?"

Jiang Zhan nodded.

"Can you tell me where you left at that time?"

The Jinwuwei looked innocent: "The humble job didn't leave, it was in the same place."

Zhen Shicheng pointed to Jiang Zhan: "In that case, he called you, why did you not say a word?"

Jin Wuwei said solemnly: "Humble duty is just abiding by his duties. As Jin Wuwei encounters an emergency, how can he protect the nobles? At that time, everyone is in a panic. What if someone does something evil and sneaks out? That’s why I don’t dare to be distracted from the humble job, and I can’t let people know where the humble job is, so that I can pay attention to various abnormalities.

Zhen Shicheng raised the corner of Yang's mouth.

This Jinwuwei can really talk about it.

He looked at Jinwuwei, and Jinwuwei also looked at him, the two of them met in midair.

An old clothes, a Tongze's guess, this is naturally not evidence.

At this time, Jiang Zhan suddenly said, "So it's because of this that you didn't say anything?"

Jin Wuwei nodded: "Jiang Er, you are still a rookie. It's normal if you don't understand this."

Jiang Zhan raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm a good newcomer, but I haven't finished what I just said."

Jin Wuwei looked at him blankly.

"Master Zhen, didn't I say that I didn't get a response at the time, so I touched the black and moved in his direction. Then I felt something rubbed my trouser legs, and it didn't take long for the hall to shine."

"What was the situation?"

"He is indeed at the same place, just two steps away. What makes me feel that something is not right is the thing that has rubbed my trouser legs——" Jiang Zhan looked at the man, his sword eyebrows curled slightly, "It's a soft ball...sir, Can I go and see at the door?"

After Zhen Shicheng nodded, Jiang Zhan walked quickly to the door.

The eyes of everyone chased him.

The door of the main hall is closed, and there are layers of curtains hanging on both sides. At this moment, several guards are standing there to prevent anyone from slipping away.

Jiang Zhan walked over and looked around, reaching into the falling curtain.

After some groping, he straightened up, with something in his hand.

Everyone saw the thing in his hand suddenly changed their complexion: it was a mess of clothing that was randomly crumpled, blue and black, with faint golden patterns.

Jiang Zhan walked towards Zhen Shicheng in his arms.

"This is Jin Wuwei's costume?" Zhen Shicheng asked Jin Wuwei commander Wang Hai.

By this time, Wang Hai had already ignored that the depressed murderer might come from the guards under his command. It was the most important thing to find the murderer as soon as possible and make up for it.

He nodded immediately: "It's Jin Wuwei's clothes."

"In other words, someone took off the clothes while it was dark and hid them..." Zhen Shicheng shook his clothes and checked them carefully, and found a small blood stain on the front of the clothes.

The clothes are blue and black, and the blood stains are actually very inconspicuous, but Zhen Shicheng and the murder case do not know how many times they have dealt with, and they can tell at a glance.

Zhen Shicheng carried his clothes and said, "The murderer was a thoughtful person. Although he stood on his side to avoid the splash of blood when he assassinated King An Jun, he was still worried that blood would splash on the clothes, so he wore it. Two pieces of the same clothes, after the attack, the outer clothes are quickly taken off and hidden, and they are perfect."

Zhen Shicheng stared at the Jin Wuwei and shook his head: "It's a pity, there is no flawless crime in this world, as long as you do it, there must be clues left—"

Jin Wuwei's face was extremely ugly, suddenly he flew towards Zhen Shicheng, but was dragged back after his feet were vacated.

Jiang Zhan rode on him, slapped twice with his full strength, and said angrily: "Are you addicted to killing? Even Master Zhen, you dare to move!"

In terms of kung fu, he is no better than this Jin Wuwei, and he is better than the first attack, and the chaotic fist directly beats people.

When Jinwuwei reacted and prepared to fight back, the tips of several long knives had nailed his limbs.

"Keep people under the knife!" Zhen Shicheng shouted, his voice overwhelming Jin Wuwei's screams.

The guards who shot looked at Jin Wuwei leading Wang Hai, and Wang Hai looked at Emperor Jingming.

Emperor Jingming took a deep look at Jiang Zhan before he said, "Ask it clearly."

It's not easy to find people out, what the aggrievedness of death before they were asked, Emperor Jing Ming had a deep experience.

Wang Hai immediately stepped forward and picked up the Jinwuwei.

"Take people to the back hall for questioning. Zhen Aiqing, Wang Tongling, Commander Han...you all come here, and the others stay in the hall for the time being." Emperor Jingming said, walking back with his hands.

The few named immediately followed, leaving the officials dumbfounded.

They also want to hear why King An was killed, the emperor is too cruel!

When he arrived at the apse, Emperor Jingming signaled that Wang Hai could ask questions and avoided the inner room.

The sound of torture came intermittently, and Emperor Jingming frowned, waiting for the result.

Two quarters of an hour later, Wang Hai walked in with a look of ashamedness and reported: "The emperor, that kid is a tough guy. It may take some time to ask..."