In the following days, Yuan Zhize stayed in the palace and rarely went out, Chen Qian came a few times, but not to find Yuan Zhize, but to look for clues about the assassination.

Originally, according to Yuan Zhize's statement, his ability should be quite good, maybe he has a fight with Sherlock Holmes and Di Renjie, but the reality is a big disappointment.

He simply chatted with me and a few of the guards about the night, then went around the carriage and departed in a good way, hoping that such a man would find the murderer, and that would not be in the hope that the sow would go up the tree?

A few days later, one evening, Yuan Zhiyu appeared in the palace again, different from the previous swaggering through the market, this time he only brought three entourages, and they were all dressed in cloth, if it was not for careful observation, he could not be connected with the king of Chengdu now. As soon as Yuan Zhiyu entered the door, several servants vigilantly closed the main entrance of the palace.

"Big brother, how is the situation?" Yuan Zhiyu posted it and asked in a low voice, "Let's go into the house first, and talk about it at night." Yuan Zhize patted him on the shoulder, his face unshocked. I knew that they were waiting for news from Chen Qian, and I was very curious about what clues the great detective could find, so I carefully asked if I could sit on the sidelines and listen, Yuan Zhize thought about it and was noncommittal.

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and the city was no longer noisy and lively during the day, and occasionally a few dogs barked from a distance, dotted with a few candles. Just as I was yawning, Chen Qian finally appeared, only to see him dressed in light clothes, without a retinue, and hurriedly walked into the door.

"The two princes have been waiting for a long time. After Chen Qian entered the door, he first apologized, but Yuan Zhize didn't care, pointed to the seat next to him and said, "Brother Chen, don't be polite, please take a seat." As he spoke, he picked out the wick of the candle with a skewer. Although it was only a side hall, the light of a candle was obviously not bright enough, and the faces of the three people were a little more strange in the flickering candlelight.

"Brother Chen, is the truth of this matter clear?" Listening to Yuan Zhize's question, Chen Qian shook his head and briskly spit out the words "no result" from his mouth. How can you investigate clearly, just like your cunning appearance? I sneered secretly, sneering at this great detective who had not investigated the truth clearly but had no shame in the slightest.

Yuan Zhize was disappointed, looked at Yuan Zhiyu for a while, and said slowly: "Even Master Chen can't investigate the truth, it seems that this case is a mystery." Since there is no clear investigation, why did Lord Chen meet with my two brothers?" Yuan Zhize's words implied a bit of reproach. Yuan Zhiyu also stared straight at Chen Qian, with a fierce look on his face.

Chen Qian still looked complacent, and said leisurely with the tea in front of him: "Although I didn't find out the truth, I found a few interesting suspicions. Yuan Zhize raised his eyebrows, as if attracted by his words, but the expression on Yuan Zhiyu's face was a little complicated, and he muttered, "What suspicions did you find?"

"Humble position, this gives the prince a little doubt. Chen Qian said, dipped his finger in the tea, smeared it on the table, and I walked to the side of the table softly, driven by curiosity.

"Lord, please see, this is the situation I deduced from everyone's rhetoric. At that time, the prince's guard of honor was heading from east to west to the palace. Chen Qian gestured with his hand, and finally landed on the table, signaling that the water point he left behind was the palace.

When the prince's carriage passed by this street entrance, a woman suddenly shouted that the Qiang soldiers were coming, causing the people at the scene to be in chaos, scattering and fleeing, separating the carriage from the guards behind. While everyone was panicking, the thieves mixed in with the flow of people and projected silver needles to feed poison at the prince's carriage. ”

Chen Qian said and put his hand into his arms, carefully took out a paper bag, opened it and saw that there were five silver needles lying quietly inside, and the needles were a little black. "These two pieces must have been seen by the prince, they were taken from this girl by Lang Zhong, and the other three..."

Chen Qian pulled out three silver needles with darker colors with his hands and said, "It was found from the carriage by the lowly position." "It turned out that I was stabbed by this small silver needle, I couldn't help but lean forward to take a good look, and I was about to reach out to take it, but my hand was held by Yuan Zhize violently.

"Don't touch it, there's still poison on it!" Yuan Zhize's words frightened me and quickly shrank back.

Chen Qian showed a victorious smile on his face: "Lord Wang, this suspicion exists in the poison fed by the needle!" The three of us raised their heads sharply, figuring out what he meant.

Chen Qian stood up and paced around the room, blending into the darkness for a moment. "According to common sense, if you assassinate, the goal is to put people to death! But this assassin is so strange, with so many poisons in the world that will kill when you see blood, but with this chronic poison that has never been heard of before, it can actually give us ten days to find an antidote, which is really..."

"Presumptuous! surnamed Chen, is it possible that you still want to curse my brother?!" Yuan Zhiyu slapped the case angrily, and his roaring voice trembled a little.

Chen Qian's yin laughter sounded on the opposite side: "Don't be angry, the prince is just reasoning, and he has no other intentions." With the wisdom of the prince, he could definitely guess that this assassin was inextricably linked with the people around the prince, and even hid by the prince's side. ”

I felt a chill in my back. Just based on the suspicion of the poison he used, Chen could completely conclude that the mastermind behind the assassin was definitely not Guan Neihou, because this move was meaningless to him, and he might even get into trouble. Chen Qian sat back in his seat and took a leisurely sip of tea.

"What do you mean... Is there a ghost around me?" Yuan Zhize pondered for a moment and asked coldly, with a murderous look in his eyes.