Shangshu of the Criminal Department stiffened his brows strangely when he was halfway wrung up, his heart moved, and he turned his head to look over, "What?" Got something new? ”

He asked so quickly and urgently that he was stunned before he reacted, "My lord, there is indeed a new discovery. ”

He stood up, tweezers in his hand, holding a handkerchief or something.

"This is what has just been found in the corner of the deceased's shirt, and it is embroidered with words, and I hope that the identity of the deceased can be found from this veil."

I have to say that this unexpected discovery is indeed gratifying.

Shangshu of the Criminal Department almost couldn't wait to take the handkerchief in his hand, and in a hurry, he forgot to care that the handkerchief was stained with blood.

Hurriedly shook off the crumpled handkerchief, and squinted his eyes slightly at the nearest lamp.

"Why worry about being alone at dusk, and the sun falling in the west has no color."

The veil that has completely changed to its original state has nothing else except for the two lines of poetry without a head and a tail, which do not look like poems and do not have words.

The Shangshu of the Criminal Department was disappointed for a while and held on to the faint hope, and stared at the handkerchief for a long time, but finally couldn't find more useful information from this stained handkerchief.

frowned and glanced at the corpse, then moved his gaze helplessly to Yan Zuo's face, and said in a deep voice, "You continue to check it again to see if there are any useful clues." ”

With that, he hurried out of the morgue with the handkerchief in his hand.

He's not good at these women's stuff, but there's always someone who does.

He had a vague premonition that the identity of the deceased could probably only be found from this handkerchief.

As soon as the order was issued, a yamen naturally sent the person in the city who was best at identifying the materials and provenance of the veils to the yamen.

Two hours later, the first definite news finally arrived.

This cloth is a rose sold by a fabric shop called Chunyi, of course, this fabric is not unique to Chunyi.

It's the girls who like to use this material to make handkerchiefs, and it is precisely near the spring that there is a drunken Qinglou.

With a goal, it's easy to get things done.

"Take this handkerchief and give it to me to the drunken bed, and ask the girl one by one, and you must ask the owner of this handkerchief."

The Shangshu of the Criminal Department was full of ambition, thinking that following this handkerchief as a clue, it was a sure thing to ask about the identity of the deceased from the drunken bed.

It's a pity that he rejoiced too early.

The yacha came down from the drunken bed, but none of the girls admitted that it was the veil she had embroidered.

When the Shangshu of the Criminal Department saw the yacha coming back dejectedly, his heart sank immediately; However, he was not discouraged, he believed that there were clues in hand, and the identity of the deceased would be found out sooner or later.

"Make a few more copies of the words on this veil, and send a few more people out to inquire."

In the lobby, Shangshu of the Criminal Department paced a few steps, thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Split these two lines of words separately and combine them into adult names and try to ask." ”

He always felt that such a precious thing as the deceased must have an extraordinary meaning, and perhaps whose name was embedded in the two lines on it.

A day later, the yacha finally had a further clear message back.

"Huang Yan? Why colorless? ”

Reading these two names, Shangshu of the Criminal Department smiled bitterly and breathed a sigh of relief, "What is the relationship between these two people?" What is the identity of the deceased? ”

"Lord Yu, this yellow face is a girl ring in the Dark Fragrance Garden, He Wuse-He Wuse is a captain in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing."

The brows of Shangshu of the Criminal Department who had just loosened his eyebrows immediately twisted again, and the yacha then said, "The relationship between He Wuse and this Yahuan, well......, according to his subordinates, these two people probably have a secret affection, He Wuse seems to be raising money to redeem this Yahuan." ”

"Wait,"

Shangshu of the Criminal Department interrupted urgently, "How is this He Wuse's family relationship?" ”

Yacha sighed, "This is an orphan, who has no relatives and no reason in the capital, and it took more than ten years to be appreciated, and he was just promoted to captain in less than three months, who would have expected to die like this." ”

Shangshu of the Criminal Department frowned, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, "No relatives and no reason?" ”

So he died for days and no one found out?

No one went to the Yamen to report the case?

"Do you find out who he had a grudge against?"

According to the results of the autopsy, He Wuse was obviously killed in a fight with someone.

Yan Shoujing thought very simply, the other party probably cared about the identity of He Wuse's little lieutenant, so he didn't do anything, and killed someone and simply destroyed the corpse.

But after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong, so he had to pinch his eyebrows and wave his hand to signal the yacha to check down.

However, this time the investigation was not as smooth as before, because the Yacha conducted an in-depth investigation and found that He Wuse had a very good reputation in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, which was equivalent to indirectly ruling out the possibility of being killed by someone.

Only one result was drawn from the investigation, that is, He Wuse was on vacation when he had an accident, so no one knew what he was doing at that time.

However, with the exact date, and the inference that the body was sunk in the moat, the investigation has finally progressed.

On the night of He Wuse's vacation, a drunk man who had slept in an alley drunk to death accidentally witnessed someone fighting near the inland river where the houses were scattered.

According to the description of the drunken man who was unexpectedly awakened by the sound of fighting, the murderer who killed and sank He Wuse's body should have been a tall middle-aged man.

Pretending to be dead, he continued to sleep in place and listened to the end of the fight, and then listened to the sound of the fight gradually approaching, before finally sneaking away.

"A middle-aged man with a bearded face and a fierce face?"

The criminal department Shangshu repeated, but his mood became more and more irritable.

The case was not as easy to solve as he expected, and the more he investigated, the more mysteries seemed to become.

Fortunately, there is still an incomplete eyewitness, even if the clues are unclear, they can still be traced, and they can continue to be pursued.

Probably because of the high pressure of the Criminal Department, the actions of the yacha were actually very efficient.

This time, it only took two days to accidentally discover a "murderer" similar to the drunk's description

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After several open investigations and secret visits, Shangshu of the Criminal Department finally found out the case of the nameless corpse that was accidentally discovered.

But after finding out the truth, instead of feeling relieved, Shangshu of the Criminal Department frowned and sighed when he was writing the recital.

However, no matter how difficult it was to write, he finally wrote the fold well, and after briefly stating the facts of the case, he sent the fold to the palace.

"Is that so?"

Emperor Chu flipped through the folds in the imperial study, and the more he read it, the more his face stinked.

After closing the recital, he thought for a while after the imperial case, and suddenly ordered in a deep voice, "Come on, check for me, who is now the captain of the seventh team of the third battalion of the Beijing suburb battalion." ”