Yin Seventeen smiled. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although Hua Zilai didn't believe her words, he supported her very much in action.

How lucky she is to have such a colleague.

Hua Zi brought two bright lanterns from Zhao's shopkeeper, and Yin Seventeen carried one and began to search on the second floor again.

But God knows, even Yin Seventeen didn't know what he was searching for, and Hua Zilai was even more confused and tried his luck everywhere.

After searching all night, the two found nothing.

After a sleepless night, Hua Zilai's eyes were almost unable to open, but Yin Seventeen was still frowning and thinking about it energetically.

The flower stall sat at a round table facing the street on the railing of the stand, and said quite weakly:

"Seventeen, I think the man just knocked on the wrong door......"

Knocking on the wrong door?

No!

Yin Seventeen was sure that it wasn't, but she didn't refute it, because she really didn't find any suspicious clues on the second floor, did she not find it yet, or did she think something wrong?

The two lanterns were placed on the round table, the sky was already bright, the guests in the guest rooms on the second floor got up one after another to wash, and after eating the breakfast prepared by the inn, some left the room to continue the trip, and some continued to stay at the inn for various reasons.

There were more and more people coming to the stands, and slowly the eight round tables were gradually filled, and suddenly I don't know who shouted first, Yin Seventeen and Hua Zilai only heard the first scream.

The two looked for the source of the sound, and saw that it was a young man sitting on the round table stool in the middle of the stands, jumping away in shock, and there was still the aftermath of his screaming, and then the various questions and discussions of the other guests on the second floor.

For a time, the grandstand on the second floor was like a market rushing to the market, with noisy noises coming and going, all of which were expressed.

Yin Seventeen walked up to the young man, who was one of the three tables of guests when she passed the stands last night, and his originally delicate face turned pale with fright.

Following the young man's gaze, Yin Qiqi saw that on one of the round stools on the round table with oil lamps in the middle, two big characters as red as blood were written on it-attic!

The color of the stands table and stools is a light yellow close to the color of the original wood, and the two red dragon snakes leap on the round stool like a flying color, which is extremely eye-catching.

But Yin Seventeen clearly remembered that she had carefully checked all the tables and stools in the stand, and she did not find the two big characters of such a big thorn at that time.

Hua Zilai squatted down next to the round stool with the two big characters written on it, looked at it for a while, dipped his hand in the crimson color of the two big characters, and after his fingertips were stained with a little red, he raised it to his nose and sniffed it:

"This is written by fat powder and water, not blood!"

The young man obviously thought it was blood, Fang was so frightened that half of his soul was gone, and at this moment, hearing Hua Zilai say this, he asked with a half-stammer:

"Really, really, not blood?"

Hua Zilai shook his head with a smile and said, "It's really not blood, don't worry, it's okay!" ”

When Zhou Liang's people heard that it was not blood, they also approached the round bench from the original distance of at least ten paces, but Yin Seventeen, who had returned from walking around among the guests, stopped him, and pointed to Hua Zilai and said:

"Everyone, we are all officials from the Yamen of Hongsha County, and we are here to investigate a murder case, the words on this round stool I suspect are related to the murder case we are investigating, and please cooperate with you, don't come forward again, we will also do a careful investigation of this stool, if you have nothing to do, or disperse!"

The young man looked at Yin Seventeen, who was the same age as him, and asked in disbelief:

"Are you really an official?"

Yin Seventeen nodded.

is also wearing regular clothes, otherwise there is no need to reiterate the identity of the official of the yamen, as soon as anyone sees the official clothes on her body, they will know that she is an official and undoubtedly, why is the young man's questioning gaze.

Yin Seventeen admitted, and a few people next to him also muttered secretly, seeing that Yin Seventeen, who was only about fifteen years old, turned out to be an official of the Yamen, and it was really a hero and a teenager.

Yin Seventeen ignored it, she looked at the two big characters on the round stool, looked up at the surrounding of the stands, and said strangely:

"What about Zhao Youlai? There was such a noise on the second floor, didn't he come up to take a look? ”

After she finished talking, Hua Zilai was also looking at Yin Seventeen neck-to-neck, Zhao Youlai didn't know which corner he came out of, carefully and cautiously approached Yin Seventeen, and asked:

"Master Yin, are you looking for me?"

Hua Zilai teased Zhao Youlai and said, "You kid is too timid, right?" I hid until I couldn't see anyone! ”

Zhao Youlai half-cried and said: "Master Hua, didn't I think it was two big characters written in blood at the beginning!" I'm scared! The guts are about to break! It's like the two of you, that guts are fat! ”

The flower comes from a poor mouth, and this Zhao Youlai is also a poor mouth, and there is no end to it.

Yin Seventeen interrupted the poor mouths of the two and said: "Zhao Youlai, you go and get me paper, pen and ink, if there is cinnabar ink, then it will be better!" ”

Zhao Youlai immediately responded: "Okay! Yin master! ”

At this point, Zhao Youlai was very interested, and he didn't ask in a rambling manner, but after seeing Zhao Youlai leaving, he asked Yin Seventeen:

"What do you want pen and paper for?"

Yin Seventeen said: "I want to copy these two big characters." ”

Hua Zilai understood: "Yes, there will be a comparison if I encounter a similar one in the future!" You...... Okay? ”

This is questioning her ability to copy.

Yin Seventeen raised his eyes and looked at the flowers: "Why don't you ...... Flower big brother coming? ”

Hua Zilai hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, it's better for you to do this kind of meticulous work, I'll still do the rough work!" ”

Yin Seventeen sat down on another round stool next to the round table in the middle, looked at the oil lamp that was still lit in the middle, and said:

"Brother Hua, we have checked all the tables and stools in the stands, and we will not find anything, don't say that there are two red characters as red as blood, that is, there is not even half a red dot, but now there are two more red characters on the surface of one of the round stools, and after dawn, I remember that the oil lamp was blown out......"

Hua Zilai originally felt that something was wrong in his heart, but now that he was cut open like this by Yin Seventeen, he suddenly felt a chill:

"This, this oil lamp is still me, I blow out the ......"

Yin Seventeen didn't miss the slight stiffness on Hua Zilai's body, and couldn't help but smile lightly:

"Whether it's the big red letters, or the re-lighting of the oil lamp that has been blown out, these have nothing to do with any ghosts, but someone added them when we weren't looking!"

Hua Zilai was thinking about some ghost in his heart, and when he heard Yin Seventeen say the word "ghost", his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, but when he heard Yin Seventeen say "irrelevant", his heart was a little calmer, and when he heard Yin Seventeen say "Added", his heart was already settled, and then he thought of the guests who came to the stands after getting up in the morning on the second floor:

"There are seven or eight guests on the second floor who came to the grandstand just now......"

Yin Seventeen affirmed: "Seven people, including us and Zhao Youlai, a total of ten people. ”

Hua Zilai said: "Yes! Of the seven, the young man was the closest, and he was the most likely to do something, and as for the others, I really hadn't paid much attention to them......"

In the end, Hua Zilai was a little embarrassed again.

Yin Seventeen could be sure that the number of guests who came to the stands was seven, but he couldn't, which would have missed the performance of these seven people at that time, and then he thought that if he changed to Zhanyan and Yin Seventeen to come this time, he would definitely be able to find more.

It's not that he is inferior, it's just that he has always had the courage to take responsibility and admit it.

The ability to investigate cases is not as good as Zhanyan, he has already admitted it, as for Yin Seventeen, who arrived later, he gradually changed his doubts to admiration, Yin Seventeen's ability to investigate cases is indeed stronger than him, and he has nothing to admit.

Hua Zilai thought that the seven people had dispersed, either went back to the guest room, or went downstairs and didn't know what to do, he hurriedly said:

"The Seven ......"

Yin Seventeen shook his head at Hua Zilai and said, "No! ”

Hua Zilai didn't react: "What? ”

Yin Seventeen said: "Those seven people are not the figures who knocked on my door at night to lead me to the second floor, and wrote these two big red characters on the round bench of the grandstand on the second floor after dawn. ”

Hua Zilai didn't understand: "How can you be so sure?" ”

Yin Seventeen said: "Just now when you were checking whether the red characters were written in blood, I walked around the seven guests in the stands and carefully observed them, not only did they have clean hands, but they didn't even have the slightest smell of fat powder on their bodies, and their expressions and demeanor showed that they were not that figure. ”

When Hua Zilai wanted to ask Yin Seventeen again why he was so sure, he suddenly remembered that Yin Seventeen could see the clue just by raising the index finger of his right hand on the table with Wuwei alone, and then forced Wuwei to confess his acquaintance with Miss Ying.

Thinking of this, Hua Zilai swallowed the questioning voice in his mouth again, and there was not even hawthorn left.

After swallowing his saliva, Hua Zilai thought of another question:

"You knew it was written in rouge before I tried to write it with my hand, the big red letter?"

Yin Seventeen nodded and said: "Well, although the taste of the fat powder made the figure deliberately adjust to the lightest taste, but as soon as the fat powder melts into the water in a thick state, its flavor will scatter a little, although the nearby taste is lighter, but its taste can float farther, so when I approached the young man's side to observe the young man, I smelled the smell of the word 'attic' on the stool, which was actually the smell of fat powder." ”

Hua Zilai was dumbfounded when he heard this, and involuntarily blurted out:

"Then why didn't you say that? Leave it up to me to try? ”

In retrospect, Hua Zilai feels like a bit of a stupid stupid fool!

Yin XVII explained: "Because then I want to see the most real reaction of everyone in the stands, when you try to see what the two fonts are written from, so as to judge whether they are suspicious." ”

Hua Zilai understood it, and he was a stone in the event of seeing whether there was that figure among the seven people! A big stone to test the knife!

Yin Seventeen glanced at Hua Zilai, who was obviously in a bad mood, and asked cautiously:

"What's wrong? Big Brother Flower? Aren't you happy? ”

Hua Zilai skimmed his face and replied stiffly:

"Nope!"

Yin Seventeen can finally be sure: "Don't be upset! Brother Hua, aren't we working together in the division of labor, and we can get the answer we want in the end, right? ”

Cooperation?

Hua Zilai understands that Yin Seventeen is meticulous technical work, and he is a rough physical work!

Yin Seventeen didn't bother his face when he saw Hua Zilai for a while, and Zhao Youlai, who had been going for a long time, finally rushed back, she pointed at Zhao Youlai and said to Hua Zilai:

"The two big characters of 'attic' are still copied by Brother Hua! Brother Hua must write more like a ten-out of ten than what I wrote! ”

Zhao Youlai put the paper, pen and ink he had finally found on the table, and evoked the flowers according to Yin Seventeen's words:

"Hua Ye! Please! ”

Zhao You began to grind the ink after speaking, and the posture was decent.

Yin Seventeen sat aside and watched and waited, seeing that Hua Zilai had to turn his old face back, he cleared his throat and said:

"That...... Let's copy seventeen! ”

quickly changed the topic again, and looked for Zhao Youlai's hawthorn with full of anger, and Hua Zilai shouted:

"You kid went to the outskirts of the county to get paper, pen and ink? But it took so long to get it at the counter downstairs! ”

If Zhao Youlai could come back earlier, Hua Zilai thought that he would probably be depressed for a short time.

Zhao Youlai was yelled at very aggrieved: "There is no cinnabar ink at the counter downstairs!" I thought I had to go out and buy it anyway, so I bought a new pen and paper and came back for the two masters! For this reason, the shopkeeper has been talking to me for a long time! ”

Hua Zilai squinted at Zhao Youlai: "Really? ”

Zhao Youlai polished the cinnabar ink, put down the ink strip and nodded earnestly and vigorously:

"It's more real than pearls!"

When Hua Zilai and Zhao Youlai were discussing what Zhao Youlai was talking about and how Zhao Youlai was talking, Yin Qiqi began to seriously copy the two big characters "attic" on the round stool.

The color of the word "attic" is as red as blood, and the font used is cursive, and the pen is like a dragon and snake flying between the hooks, and the gestures are continuous and surrounding, which has the meaning of indulgence and arrogance.

These two words are not easy to copy.

Yin Seventeen copied for two quarters of an hour, during which she wasted two pieces of paper, and by the time she copied it for the third time, she finally looked satisfied.

Hua Zilai took a look and praised: "It's exactly the same!" ”

Zhao Youlai also gave Yin Seventeen a thumbs up and said, "Yin Xiaoye is amazing!" ”

Yin Seventeen smiled but didn't say anything.

Just wait for the ink on the rice paper to dry, and the word "attic" can be put away.

Zhao Youlai cleaned up the remaining paper, pen and ink on the table, while Yin Seventeen and Hua Zilai couldn't help but stare at the oil lamp on the table that had been re-lit.

After Zhao Youlai cleaned up the paper, pen and ink, he thought about blowing the oil lamp together, but he was covered by Hua Zilai's mouth, while Yin Seventeen protected the oil lamp with both hands, protecting it airtightly.

Zhao Youlai blinked, raised his hand to free his mouth from his big palm, and he exhaled:

"Two masters! What's going on here? ”

Hua Zilai said: "It's nothing to do with you, you can clean it up!" ”

Although Zhao Youlai was curious, he also knew not to ask what he shouldn't ask, not to mention that it was still a matter in the yamen, so he shouldn't ask.

So he said hello, and Zhao Youlai went downstairs to get acquainted with him. (To be continued.) )