There was a murder in the capital.

Mo Xingle held licorice in his mouth, grabbed the railing of the arch bridge and looked down.

The headhunters of Jingzhao Mansion searched the river to see if there was any physical evidence left.

This is close to the southwest waterway, the nearest Xiangfang from the scene is not the people's residence, but the Wanghuo Tower, the coal shop iron shop, the end of the line of sight is the military academy field, that is where Yicang is located, and ordinary people will not come here.

The headcatcher is also repeating the description of the first person who found the body: "...... That's how it happened, and it was found that the person was a soldier who had changed guards and returned home. After the examination, he said that there was only one wound on the forehead, the cervical vertebrae were broken, and there were no other internal and external injuries...... The initial judgment was that he hit his head on the ground, broke his neck, was exhausted on the spot, and died in the middle of the night, when the soldiers were still on duty, and it should have nothing to do with him. ”

"Alas. Mo Xingle turned his head and spit out the grass roots, sighing faintly.

"My lord, what have you discovered?" the head catcher asked, and he heard him say: "Don't you think it's so pitiful, this woman originally wanted to commit suicide by throwing herself into the river, but she didn't expect that the weather was dry, the riverbed was exposed, and in the middle of the night she couldn't see whether there was water in the river, so she stupidly jumped down, and just hit her to death, alas." ”

The head catcher is full of black lines, "My lord, please be serious." ”

"I'm serious, why am I not serious?" Mo Xingle asked rhetorically. The girl had chosen a remote and uninhabited place, and was looking for death in the middle of the night, and she said that there were no other wounds on her body, only a fatal wound and scar, which was consistent with the fallen posture and the blood left behind, and there was no other suspicion. Prove that she really committed suicide, not that he killed her. Let me ask you, if you want to be killed, then will you choose pillars, stone statues, or choose a high place, such as Wanghuo Tower, Wangyuntai, Dongshan on the outskirts of the city?"

Head catcher: "The subordinates don't want to die." ”

Mo Xingle: "Hey, I'll tell you seriously, you should be serious." ”

The headcatcher pursed his lips, "Pillar or wall." ”

Mo Xingle: "By the way, if you want to die, you can kill you by finding a hard stone wall in your yard, even if you don't want to disturb your family, you can find a remote alley to die." But no matter how you choose, you will not choose a place with a bridge and water, it is a river, not a wall. Did you find anything else, like maybe there were any letters in the sachet or something?"

There are bridges, water, and willow trees, which can easily be associated with the willow tops on the moon, and people are about after dusk.

It's a remote place, and few people pass by after dark, creating a good place for children to meet?

What Mo Xingle thought of, the head catcher could also think, "The deceased didn't have any letters on him, but he carried ten taels of silver......"

"Newspaper—" Catcher's voice interrupted him, "a burden was found at the bottom of the bridge. ”

Mo Xingle and Catcher walked down the bridge quickly, and the four pairs of eyes watched Catcher open the burden.

The baggage is full of women's clothes, and if you turn it over carefully, there are silver hairpins and copper bracelets hidden in the clothes, and there is some weight on the hands.

"Wait, and then we'll go over there together. ”

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The recent business of Sun Niang's Foot Shop has been mainly serving set menus, paired with a variety of summer drinks to quench your thirst.

It's already very hot on this day, and when I see hot food again, I feel like my whole person is going to melt, and I lose my appetite, or it's a bitter summer, but on the other hand, eating cold things for a long time is not good for my body and stomach. Ah Yao re-set the recipe and thought about it, so her head hurt.

With the fragrance to attract the hungry insects in the stomach, the colorful colors catch the eye, and the two prongs go hand in hand, and the diners naturally move their chopsticks.

Wash the cucumber and cut it into strips, pour on the sauce prepared by soy sauce vinegar and a little camellia sauce, the fresh sour and refreshing with the spicy taste that rushes straight to the nasal cavity, the appetite is great; stir-fried radish sauce, the sauce is rich in materials, first stir-fry the diced pork, add fresh soup, soy sauce and diced radish to continue to burn, wait until it boils, then pour in the blanched soybeans and fried golden tofu, simmer until the juice is collected, the radish sauce is ready, pour a spoonful of thick and thick radish sauce on the wheat rice, very good for rice.

The side dish is mixed with spinach, slightly more accurate is mixed with spinach puree, the blanched spinach is chopped into puree, wrapped in tofu cloth and twisted to remove the juice, put it in the bowl, the spinach and sea rice in the bowl are clearly distinguished before the diners eat, half is red sea rice powder, half is green spinach puree, sesame paste, soy sauce vinegar, camelina juice, sesame oil, green onion and ginger mixed with the sauce together, eat it yourself, pour the sauce into the spinach and mix well.

The meat is sweet and sour cherry meat, and the pork belly with skin is braised in small clove knives, and the final cooking looks like cherries one by one.

Served with barley and winter melon soup at the end.

Unexpectedly, a group of customers gathered, their preference for sweet and sour cherry meat is so much that they can't wait to eat three meals a day, and they must go to the store at noon and bring their own dishes, chopsticks and food boxes, and pack them to take home to eat at night before leaving.

"Boss, come to ten copies of Huadiao drunken chicken......"

A catcher hurriedly ran over, and without raising his head, he reported the name of the dish and ordered, and was interrupted by Sun Niang: "I'm sorry, you haven't been here for a long time, the small shop has changed the menu for a while, and currently only serves sweet and sour cherry meat packages, which include fried radish sauce, cucumbers, mixed spinach, sweet and sour cherry meat, with soup, do you want it?"

"Eh, it's changed, I'll take a look......"

Looking at Sun Niang's fingers, he suddenly had a surge in his stomach, covered his mouth and rushed outside the store, and the guests who passed him and entered the store could still hear his heart-rending retching.

"Are you okay?" Sun Niang looked at the official with concern.

He didn't eat much, and he couldn't vomit anything when he retched, but when he saw the color of the sweet and sour cherry meat, he remembered to be a subordinate...... No, I can't think about it anymore. He waved his hand, "Is there any light and delicious meat dish, no braised pork, no braised pork, no red ......"

"I'll have to ask ......"

Sun Niang went and returned, and finally took ten pieces of hibiscus chicken slices back to recover her life, but unfortunately a certain brother was not very satisfied, and pouted: "I want to eat braised pork." ”

"Gasp-" The poor catcher leaned against the wall, and of course, there was nothing.

Head catcher: "Master Mo, didn't I invite you to bully my diligent subordinates?"

Mo Xingle and the head catcher squatted in the courtyard outside the autopsy room to eat, and after eating for a while, he still missed the braised pork and complained: "I still want to eat." ”

"Shut up, you don't want to. ”

Just as they were arguing, a new clue came.

The identity of the deceased was confirmed, and the family of the deceased sent a scholar to him, saying that he was the murderer and asking the official to bring him to justice.

"It's interesting. Mo Xingle put down the dishes and chopsticks and strode forward: "I'll take a look." ”

The headcatcher hurried to follow.

Jingzhao Mansion Ya, the mirror on the hall hangs high, the family under the hall chases a scholar and pinchs, the official is like an old hen, stretches out his hands, Xiucai hides behind him, and the other officials hug the male owner of the house, and there is chaos.

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