Feng Chuan looked at the door, and she seemed to be sure that it must be him.

A group of them went to the place where Master Wu said that he often went to look for it.

It was in a gambling house that he was found.

"You're the eldest young master of the Wu family, aren't you?" She opened her mouth to ask, and the man was full of ruffians, shaking his head and saying, "Who are you?" After a while, he turned around and said slowly: Heh, the people of the Yamen?

Several officials stepped forward to protect Feng Chuan, Feng Chuan raised his head and asked him, did he send someone to kill the three members of the Zheng family, did he kill Li Decai?

"What did you say?" He got up, and the official immediately blocked in front of Fengchuan.

After a while, he twisted his head, tilted his ear, and said that he didn't recognize these people at all, so why did he say that he killed them?

"Why did you leave a room at the inn?"

"Official, you are really joking, I left a guest room, and I killed someone, I have silver, I am willing to keep a room, I don't live and be comfortable, what, can't I?"

His smug appearance made Feng Chuan's teeth itch.

The official looked at him and said, "Where did you just go?"

"I've always been here, and these brothers may testify for me." After saying that, the people on the side nodded their heads.

"Then I want to ask you, where were you on the twentieth of this month?"

He laughed, he said that he had a bad brain, and that he was either sleeping or playing at that hour, and he couldn't remember.

"Did someone named Li Decai look for you?"

He replied in the affirmative that he didn't know this person at all, who knew who it was.

He was hard-mouthed, saying that he didn't recognize Li Decai. I don't know what the Zheng family is.

"Since you don't recognize it, why does your room in the inn have the fragrance of oil-paper umbrellas, and why do you have iron filings on Li Decai's body?"

The young master of the Wu family was silent. looked at Feng Chuan, and said that the madman broke in by himself that day and said something inexplicable, and he did quarrel with him a few words, but he left by himself, and he didn't chase him out, so forget it.

"It's noon, then. The slave in your family went to the inn, and then the Zheng family died, how can this be counted? ”

He rolled his eyes. Pouting and smiling, "What does this have to do with me, my minions have been there, and it was my minions who killed people." There were a lot of people coming and going at the inn. Why don't you say it to others? ”

Feng Chuan asked a few officials to look at him, vowing to find evidence, otherwise he would never give up.

He quickly returned to the inn, "Shopkeeper, do you have a man on the twentieth of this month, who is thin and weak, and came to find the young master of the Wu family." ”

The shopkeeper thought carefully and nodded in response. There is indeed one.

He also put a bunch of umbrellas at the door, and people entered. The things were left outside, and he said that he was going in to find someone, but after a while he came out and found that the umbrella at the door was missing, and then a person secretly told him something, and he left.

"What does this person look like, do you see it?"

The shopkeeper smacked his lips, he didn't pay attention to this at the time, but this man was wearing a black dress, which is strange when I think about it now.

Feng Chuan deduced that this man was probably the one who killed the Zheng family.

Now that Young Master Wu is dead and does not admit it, she is curious about where these iron filings come from.

Feng Chuan went to the two blacksmith shops again, one of which was on the road to the market from Li Decai's house.

It was the old man before, and he saw Feng Chuan's impatience on his face.

"Girl again, you?" He hurriedly began to do the work in his hands.

Feng Chuan took it out and asked again, on the 20th, if there was such a person.

"Nope!" The old man replied categorically.

Feng Chuan looked at the old man, "You lied. ”

He lowered his head when he spoke, and his tone was affirmative, without thinking, indicating that he had already prepared the answer in his heart.

"You are good at remembering the stars, I showed you once last time, and you didn't ask the second time, so you said no, but you were the only blacksmith on the road he passed, if you don't admit it, I suspect that you killed someone."

"I didn't."

The old man put down what he was holding, and his emotions became tense.

His hands trembled slightly, saying that when he was old, how could he have the strength to kill and harm others?

"Since it's not you, it's good for you to tell the truth."

Feng Chuan pressed him, and the old man told the truth.

As soon as I opened the door that day, I met the man, who held a hairpin in his hand and asked himself if he could set jasper beads around the pearl.

At that time, the old man took a look and said that he was a blacksmith shop here, and he couldn't make jewelry, so why didn't he go to the shop at that end.

He looked at it and said: the shopkeeper there can only make their style, and he wants to make a special hairpin for his beloved.

At that time, the old man felt that the man was infatuated, so he responded, but he tried a few times and couldn't do it, so he asked the man to take it away the next day.

"Official, you have to believe me, I'm an old man who won't kill people for a hairpin, what do you say?"

Feng Chuan asked if he knew his sweetheart?

"I didn't ask, after all, I wasn't familiar with it, and I didn't care. When you came to ask me that day, I was so frightened that I didn't dare to say that I had met him. ”

The old man's eyes were pertinent, and what he said this time was indeed the truth.

It seems that Li Decai is very good to the woman he loves.

When he died, he didn't forget the hairpin.

"Okay, we'll come back to you if there's something."

Feng Chuan grabbed the official with one hand, and was overjoyed, she suddenly thought about whether he wanted to protect the woman he loved, so he went to the young master of the Wu family.

"You're saying that the person he likes is—"

Feng Chuan inquired several times and went to Wang's house.

In the evening, the maid pushed open the door, and out of it was the woman she had seen that day.

"Girl?" She looked at Feng Chuan curiously, dressed in a yamen style, which surprised her, it turned out that women can also be errands.

Feng Chuan looked at her and gently spit out a few words, "Li Decai, do you recognize it?" ”

Miss Wang's eyes showed a hint of resentment, and she kept avoiding Feng Chuan's eyes and was silent.

"Do you like him?" The eldest lady of the Wang family was asked by Feng Chuan's words, and her eyes were red.

He's dead.

She knows.

It's just that I don't know how to say it, and the family doesn't allow me to be with him.

The character of the Wu family has long been heard of by himself.

It's just that she can't go against her father's arrangement.

But that day, when she heard that Li Decai was dead, she almost turned her back on her anger.

It turned out that she loved him, but it was too late to say anything.

"I suspect that his death has something to do with the young master of the Wu family?"

Miss Wang was even more sad, he knew that he could do anything for his own sake, but why did the young master of the Wu family kill him?

"We still have evidence now, so we can't confirm it, you are married to the Wu family, do you know who this young master of the Wu family is on weekdays?"

She thought about it, after all, she hadn't met a few times.

She only knew that the name of one slave was Jia Wang, and she didn't know anything else. (To be continued.) )