The deceased, female, aged between fifteen and eighteen, was slashed in the throat and died, without any signs of struggle, as if she had suddenly been cut in the throat by a knife in her deep sleep, and died between the first and last moments of the night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for the identity of the deceased and a more detailed autopsy, it will be further ascertained and determined after Shi Qizuo, Zhen Wenpo, and the officials carry the body of the deceased back to the yamen.

Not only was the murderer vigorously replaced many objects related to the Buddha, but even the only two connected window sills in the compartment were covered by a very large and long black cloth, which was tightly covered, blocking the light from the window, and failing to refract into the compartment through the window edge.

The tabletop, which originally had a small stove and a Buddhist celadon tea set, was replaced by an oil lamp that was still shining faintly.

It's on, it's always on.

Yin Seventeen asked, "Did this oil lamp be lit since the murderer entered the chamber to kill the woman, or did the murderer light it up after the woman's death?" ”

She looked at Zhan Yan, and then at Hua Zilai.

Zhan Yan didn't react, probably still thinking about how to answer her question.

Hua Zilai simply: "I'll go check on the other pilgrims in the chess courtyard!" ”

That's one answer.

Maybe it can really make the flower ask something.

After the official took the body of the deceased back to the yamen, Cimei and the others also returned to the Zen courtyard on the left side of the backyard, leaving only a disciple of the wordless generation to assist Zhanyan and others in the chess courtyard to inquire or check on people and things.

This disciple's Dharma name is inaction.

After Wu Wei took the flowers to the other guest compartments to meet the pilgrims, only Zhan Yan and Yin Seventeen were left in the side room, and they continued to check at the scene of the crime.

Yin Seventeen walked around, returned to the bed again, she carefully inspected all the corners of the bed, not even the gaps in the bed board, and finally looked through the bedding:

"Except for a pool of blood under the table where the deceased was sitting, there was no trace of blood in other places, I think it was either cleaned up by the murderer, or the deceased was originally sitting on a stool, but the murderer suddenly cut his throat from behind, and died instantly!"

Zhan Yan also agreed with Yin Seventeen, and he pointed to the two windowsills that were still covered with black cloth:

"I'm wondering, what the hell does this black cloth mean?"

Yin Seventeen climbed off the bed, but she didn't find anything on the bed.

Suddenly thinking of something, she hurriedly ran to the door of the compartment and looked at Wuwei to see if he had returned.

Zhan Yan followed behind Yin Seventeen, and also looked at the hand-copying verandah outside the door:

"What's wrong?"

Yin Seventeen turned around and stepped over the threshold and entered the chamber, she looked at everything in the compartment and said:

"I checked on the bed for a long time, the original gray-blue futon in the temple was under the newly changed rose-red bedding, no matter which set of bedding did not see the slightest wrinkle, this is not normal, unless the deceased has just stayed in the Qianguang Temple and has not spent a night in the temple, and last night was the first night the deceased spent in the temple, and she was killed before she went to bed to rest!"

Zhan Yan said: "So you were looking for Wuwei just now?" ”

Yin Seventeen nodded: "I want to confirm with him!"

As soon as Wu Wei and Hua Zilai returned to the door of the carriage, they heard the last two words of Zhan Yan and Yin Seventeen, and couldn't help asking:

"Amitabha! Although the donor asks, Wuwei will definitely try his best to answer for the donor. ”

Yin Seventeen asked her questions about Wu Wei, and Wu Wei said that the deceased arrived at the Qianguang Temple after yesterday afternoon, and last night was the deceased's first night in the Qianguang Temple.

Killed just after moving in?

Could it be that the murderer followed the deceased all the way to the Qianguang Temple?

Or is the murderer already in Senguang Temple, waiting for the arrival of the deceased?

Yin Seventeen, showing faces, and flowers come from the same time, such a question arises in their hearts.

Five of the eight guest rooms in the chess courtyard were inhabited by pilgrims, and Hua Zizi asked the other four people except the deceased, but found nothing.

It's not that he didn't hear any movement when he was asleep, or that he didn't pay attention, and he didn't know when the deceased was resting with the oil lamp, and when the oil lamp was lit again until dawn.

Probably no one knows the answer to this question except the murderer and the dead.

Wuwei quietly guarded the door of the compartment, waiting for the three of Zhanyan to ask questions at any time, or what he needed to do.

Hua Zilai stood in front of the bed and stared at the rosy red bedding, thinking about it all the time.

Yin Seventeen and Zhan Yan stood in front of the two connected windowsills, looking at the black cloth that deliberately blocked the light from the outside.

Yin Seventeen suddenly said: "It is very likely that this black cloth was used by the murderer to prevent other pilgrims from being aware of the murder that was taking place in the chamber, so as to cover up the murderer's actions of killing the deceased......"

Zhan Yan said: "It is very possible, but there is also another possibility......

He looked at Yin Seventeen, and Yin Seventeen came to his senses a little:

"If we close the door......"

Try it when you think of it.

After calling Wu Wei into the chamber, Yin Seventeen closed the door of the chamber.

The room suddenly dimmed, and all the light came only from the small oil lamp on the table, which was obviously daytime, and the door was closed, but the room was as dim as night in an instant.

Yin Seventeen looked at the two windowsills that were tightly covered by black cloth, pointed and asked:

"What do you think a windowsill covered with a black cloth looks like?"

Hua Zilai had already walked from the bed to the windowsill: "Night! In the dark of night, the windowsill is so dark whether it is closed or opened! ”

That's right.

Hua Zi is right.

Zhan Yan said: "The murderer must have his intention to arrange the crime scene like this, but what is this intention, we still need to confirm step by step, at least the black cloth on the windowsill and the oil lamp on the table, these arrangements are all trying to tell us - dark night!" ”

Yin Seventeen nodded: "Yes, the night!" ”

Night?

What do these two words represent?

What exactly did the killer want to tell them?

Is it related to the deceased who was killed, or is it related to the motives of the murderer?

The three people in the compartment fell into thinking at the same time, and even Wuwei unconsciously wrinkled their brows.

Silence, even slowly approaching silence.

After a while, Yin Seventeen looked at Wuwei with a side face, and suddenly asked:

"When you found the dead, was the door of the chamber closed or open?"

Wu Wei was slightly stunned by Yin Seventeen's sudden voice: "Yes...... Closed. ”

Yin Seventeen asked again, "Then how did you find the deceased?" ”

Wuwei said: "The nephew who sent the fasting meal in the morning found out, he called for a long time, but he didn't hear the response of the female benefactor in the wing, so he reached out and knocked on the door, but accidentally pushed open the door that was not latched at all. ”

Closed!

Yin Seventeen thought about the appearance of the deceased when he was found, and while thinking about it, he hypothesized with the other three people in the compartment:

"If the deceased had not had her throat cut and she had not died, then the first time we saw the deceased when we stepped into the wing, it was not like she had been sitting at the table last night and sleepy, and gradually falling asleep on the table? And such a situation is usually not that there is still work in hand, such as a female red or something like that, or she is ...... Wait for others? ”

The deceased was not holding anything in his hands, and there was no possibility of needlework or embroidery such as female red in the wing, or sewing clothes.

Then there is only a second possibility left - wait for someone!

Although he felt that Yin Seventeen's conjecture was a bit conjectural, Zhan Yan and Hua Zilai both said that it was not impossible, and Wuwei didn't think so much, so he didn't express his opinion at all.

Hua Zilai said: "Half of the possibility, the other half may be that the deceased is not sleepy, so sit at the table and drink water or something for a while, it is not impossible." ”

Zhan Yan then said: "Well, it's all possible, since what I said is that most people who can't sleep late at night will do so when they are out sleeping, and the seventeen hypotheses are more bold, the reason why the deceased didn't sleep late at night is because she is still waiting for someone, assuming that this assumption is true, then who is the deceased waiting for?" ”

New problems have arisen.

A question that extends from assumptions.

Yin Seventeen muttered, "Yes, if the assumption is true, who is she waiting for?" Could it be a murderer? ”

Could it be a murderer?

No one has been able to answer this question so far.

In the dark of night, in a completely enclosed room, there sat a young woman at the table, late at night, but she did not feel sleepy, she got up and sat down at the table, and then the murderer was mercilessly killed.

So how did the murderer get into the wing?

It is impossible to enter through the door.

If she enters through the door, the deceased suddenly sees a strange murderer entering the door, and she cannot help but be frightened, and when people are suddenly frightened, they will instinctively scream, either screaming or shouting for help.

The murderer would not take such a risk, then there would only be two connected windowsills left.

After climbing into the wing room from the windowsill, the murderer himself used a knife to cut through the unaware deceased.

Yin XVII said that it was possible - in the dark night, in a completely enclosed room, there was a young woman sitting at the table, it was late at night, but she sat at the table with a sense of sleep, and finally when she was almost sleepy, the person she was waiting for came.

And this man is the murderer.

The deceased did not know that the murderer was the king of Hades, who had come to take her life, and she had no defense against the murderer.

She went to open and close the door for the murderer, and unexpectedly, the murderer slashed her throat and killed her, and then helped her to the table to sit down again.

The murderer arranged the position of the deceased lying on the table to sleep, and changed almost all the furnishings in the compartment, and then disappeared into the night without a sound and escaped.

Which one is more likely?

No one can tell.

But Yin Seventeen believes in his own intuition.

Her sixth sense told her that things were most likely going in the direction she was thinking!

Zhan Yan said: "The murderer replaced all the items related to Buddha in the array room, why is this?" ”

Hua Zilai said: "I didn't come up with this, I just looked at the rose-red futon that the murderer deliberately changed and felt familiar, especially the colorful azaleas on the futon......"

When Yin Seventeen heard the azalea, he suddenly remembered its flower language:

"The flower language of azaleas is - beautiful and gorgeous, and business is prosperous."

When Hua Zilai heard this, he secretly whispered the eight-character flower language that Yin Seventeen said several times.

Yin Seventeen saw that the flowers looked pensive, and turned his head and said to Zhanyan:

"As for why the murderer replaced all the Buddha objects in the chamber, I wonder if the murderer will ...... with the Buddha What's the misunderstanding? ”

When she said this, Yin Seventeen unconsciously looked at Wuwei, and her eyes were full of hope that Wuwei could provide some information in this regard for her three of them for reference.

Wuwei was a little dazed by Yin Seventeen, and he was stunned for a long time without speaking.

Zhan Yan also remembered the purple sandalwood Buddha bead that was deliberately pinched in the courtyard wall at the end of the academy, and couldn't help asking:

"Little Master Wuwei, in recent years, has anything bad happened in Qianguang Temple?"

Wuwei clasped his hands together and said softly:

"Amitabha! The master didn't dare to be, the three poor masters called Wuwei Wuwei, as for whether there have been any bad things in the temple in recent years, Wu Wei knows, this is not. ”

No?

Is it that Wuwei doesn't know, or is there really nothing?

Zhan Yan and Yin Seventeen thought that they had to ask the other monks in the temple more, especially the old monks who had been in the Qianguang Temple for a long time.

Yin Seventeen asked again: "Then Wuwei, do you know how many Buddha beads made of purple sandalwood are in the temple?" ”

Wu Wei said: "Purple sandalwood is a high-quality material, and those who can have Buddhist beads made of purple sandalwood are probably only the senior brothers and brothers, uncles, and ancestors and masters who have no words and above in the temple." ”

Zhan Yan said: "Is it your generation? ”

Wuwei nodded: "Exactly, Wuwei belongs to the wordless generation, and there is a string of purple sandalwood Buddha hand beads in his hand." ”

Wu Wei stretched out his left hand, and sure enough, he saw the purple sandalwood Buddha bracelet coiled twice on his wrist.

Yin Seventeen asked, "Can you take off Rong Seventeen?" ”

Wu Wei said: "Naturally. ”

took off the purple sandalwood Buddha's hand beads that Wu Wei handed over, and Yin Seventeen looked at it carefully.

The Buddha beads are oily and black, the primary color of deep purple and brown is almost black, the surface is smooth and bright, like a copper mirror can be seen, and it is like a beautiful jade.

This is exactly the same as the Buddhist beads she picked out of the courtyard wall at the end of the academy.

In the dark, I counted the number of Wuwei's purple sandalwood Buddha hand beads, a full eighteen, plus the main beads engraved with the word "Buddha", a total of nineteen.

Nothing more, nothing less.

This can only confirm that the purple sandalwood Buddha beads placed in Huazi do not seem to have been lost by Wuwei this string of Buddha's hand beads, but it cannot prove that Wuwei can rule out the murder suspect.

Wu Wei didn't know what Yin Seventeen was doing with his Buddha's hand beads, but Zhan Yan knew.

So when Yin Seventeen shook his head at him gently, Zhan Yan knew the answer.

After returning the purple sandalwood Buddha's hand beads to Wu Wei, the seventeenth path of yin:

"After noon, I have to trouble Wuwei to summon the masters of your temple who are not characters and above to come to this chess courtyard."

Wuwei naturally has no objections, he has long been instructed by the abbot master Cimei, and everything is subject to the three messengers of Zhanyan, Yin Seventeen, and Hua Zilai, just carry it out and do it, and strive to solve the murder case that occurred in this guest house as soon as possible, so that the deceased can wash away his grievances as soon as possible, and let the Buddha return to tranquility as soon as possible.

Wu Wei just asked, "What do you need to bring?" ”

This sentence exposes the essence of inaction, wisdom and foolishness.

Yin Seventeen couldn't help but glance at Wuwei more.

Wuwei seems to be ignorant, ignorant of the world, and not all of them are intelligent, and sometimes his reaction is quite slow, or even unable to react, but in key matters, he understands it very well.

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