Wei Yi helped Fang Ming up and said, "It seems that the clerk is very fond of this daughter-in-law to be married?" ”

Fang Ming hid his face and wiped away his tears, "Yes, Xinyi is a good girl." Although he is still young and has an arrogant temperament, he is a person with a good heart. Her character can be seen from the kindness and righteousness of treating the people in the family. Fang Ming pleaded with the lord to catch the bold wicked man and avenge his favor. ”

Wei Yi suddenly felt in his heart, the Li Xinyi in Fang Ming's mouth seemed to be different from what he saw last night.

He said, "Clerical Prayer is by the way. I have only made a preliminary examination of the scene, and when the dead body has receded, the cause of death can be determined by further examination, and it is too early to say anything. ”

Fang Ming said yes and lowered his head.

Wei Yi stood for a while, walked out of the room, closed the door, and ordered the officials to put a seal on it and guard it strictly.

******

Under the gold-lettered plaque of "Mirror Hanging", outside the three-foot legal table, a thin girl with a pale face, shook her head like a rattle, and said continuously, "My lord, the murder of the young lady has nothing to do with the slave maid, has nothing to do with the slave maid, has nothing to do with the slave maid." ”

"Presumptuous!" Zhang Wenxing, who was sitting on the Taishi's chair, patted the wood in shock, with a black mouth and a black face, "When the official asks you, you will answer truthfully, whether it has anything to do with it is up to the official!" Tell me, what did you see this morning? ”

The girl sobbed and said, "This morning, as usual, when the hour was a quarter of a minute apart, the slave went to wake up the young lady. After calling outside the door a few times and not responding, I thought that the young lady was sleeping deeply, so I pushed the door in. walked straight to the bed, but saw the young lady lying on the bed, only covering her face with a silk handkerchief, and never putting down the bedding. The slave thought that the young lady had woken up a long time ago, so she made up the futon and lay on the bed to recuperate. The slave didn't dare to move, so she quietly turned around. Unexpectedly, this turn took the silk handkerchief on the young lady's face and fell to the foot of the bed, young lady, she-"

The girl's eyes showed a look of horror, and she couldn't speak.

"So you went to sue Master Li, and Master Li sent someone to inform Fang Shushu again?" Zhang Wenxing asked.

The girl nodded hurriedly, "Exactly." The old man came out of the young lady's room, rolled his eyes, and asked the grandmother to inform the clerk, and then the old man covered his heart and fainted—and then the slave and maid were taken into the yamen by the eldest brother. ”

"So, apart from you and Master Li, no one else has ever entered your young lady's boudoir?" Zhang Wenxing asked again.

"Yes, sir." The girl hung her head.

From this point of view, the footprints of a man and a woman that appeared at the scene should belong to this girl and the master of the Li family respectively.

Wei Yi, who was standing behind the warm pavilion, thought about it and whispered a few words to the officials on the side.

The official listened to the order and told Zhang Wenxing.

Zhang Wenxing nodded and said, "What do you think is unusual when you pushed the door in this morning?" ”

The girl thought for a moment and said, "Clean, very clean." Usually the young lady gets up first, changes clothes and washes, and then cleans the room while the young lady is out for a walk, but this morning the slave maid opened the door and found that the floor was very clean, as if it had been cleaned, and the tables and desks were all shining, anyway, the places that could be seen were wiped down. ”

"What's so unusual about this? Won't it be your lady who cleans it? Zhang Wenxing said.

"No, it won't." The girl shook her head very affirmatively, "Miss is about to marry into the Fang family, so you can care about your appearance these days." I just dyed my nails last night, so I won't do these jobs. What's more, the room has never been sloppy, and the slaves and maids clean all day long, neither dirty nor messy, and the slaves and maids really can't think of how the young lady would have the idea of cleaning. ”

Zhang Wenxing nodded again, and the corner of his eye couldn't help but look at Wei Yi on the side, but found that he was missing.

After taking the girl into custody and sorting out the case file, Zhang Wenxing walked into the conference hall behind the lobby.

At this time, Wei Yi held the structural diagram of the Li family's mansion in one hand, and tapped his fingers on the table almost thoughtfully.

According to what the girl said, after the murderer killed Li Xinyi, he also cleaned up the scene and cleaned up the filth.

In this case, how can we explain the eight footprints of the third person scattered in the room?

The first reaction of ordinary people after committing murder is to flee the scene immediately.

But this murderer is not ordinary.

Instead of leaving immediately after the attack, he unhurriedly swept away the deceased's jewelry, cleaned the deceased's face, cleaned the scene, and cleaned up the filth.

With such a calm psychological element, even he, the "Seven Broken" detective who has captured countless murderers, feels incredible.

And, what's even more incredible is that such a sophisticated murderer actually left footprints, or eight?!

Convoluted!

"Your Excellency." Zhang Wenxing cautiously handed over the case file, "The footprints of the girl and Master Li have been taken, and the lower official will immediately hand over the documents for comparison." ”

Wei Yi took the case file, got plastic surgery, and started with his feet raised.

"My lord, the luncheon is ready, please!" Zhang Wenxing said busily.

Wei Yi waved his hand, "No, I'll go to Yizhuang to talk to him, and you can eat by yourself." ”

******

No profit can not afford to be early.

Because of the profit from the previous day, Shen Yueran got up early the next day, first went to the flour shop to buy noodles and then went to the dry goods store to buy lotus seeds, and then brought them back to the cake shop after purchasing all the goods.

Mix the dough, grind the filling, light the fire, brush the oil, bake, and bake two ovens of shortbread in one go, a quarter of noon.

The sun is thick, and the cake shop is too hot to treat people.

Shen Yueran was so hot that she ran out of the cake shop and stood in the ventilated place to fan the cool breeze.

It's too hot......

It's better to lie in bed than to be comfortable.

Thinking of the lazy food in the past five years, she couldn't help but laugh. No wonder Wu Zhaorong opened her mouth and closed her mouth "lazy girl", compared to the hard work of the past few days, she was a little too lazy before.

As soon as I was sweating, I saw a group of people walking towards this side from a distance, and a woman at the head shouted, "Yes, it's in the Meijia cake shop!" ”

Shen Yueran was overjoyed, the fragrance of the cake was overflowing, and the customers were like clouds, which made the wealth wide!

She hurriedly ran into the cake shop, walked into the counter, and smiled.

As the footsteps approached, the woman at the head rushed into the shop, pointed at her and said, "That's her!" Broom star! Don't let her run! ”

Shen Yueran was stunned and changed her face. The person who recognized it was one of the two girls who accompanied Li Xinyi to the cake shop yesterday.

In an instant, more than a dozen people poured into Mei's cake shop, some dressed as domestic servants and some dressed as girls, all of them were angry, revealing cannibalistic fierce eyes.

"What are you guys doing! This is a cake shop that sells bread, not jugglers! Shen Yueran shouted.

"Phew!" The girl said angrily, "It's you, it's you, the broom star, it's you!" If it weren't for you, how could the young lady be killed! ”

"Dead? Who died? How did he die? Li Xinyi's death was indeed unexpected, but at this time, Shen Yueran didn't want to know how Li Xinyi died, she only knew that if she didn't want to escape later, I was afraid that she would be the one who died unjustly under the fist today.

She tightened her teeth, and quietly picked up a shovel with one hand and reached into the oven.