Hearing Liu Yingyi say this, Shui Qingxiang's mind immediately appeared of a teenager with an unhappy childhood, because the bumpy life experience affected his character, fortunately he did not grow crooked, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Maybe it's because Liu Yingyi has a little sympathy for him, so he didn't regard him as the first suspect.

"Do you think Yuan Sangongzi can't be a murderer?" During this period of getting along, Shui Qingxiang and Liu Yingyi became familiar with each other a lot, and their speech seemed more casual.

Liu Yingyi's eyebrows curved, with a touch of sadness in his eyes: "I hope he is not a murderer, because he is the person the master cares about the most besides me." The master has a cold temperament all his life, and he will not say it even if he helps others, but I can see that the master has no less preference for him than I do. ”

An old eunuch cares so much about the young man he picked up, could it be that he has some ulterior motives?

Shui Qingxiang couldn't help but think of the plots in those Tanmei novels in her previous life, the old eunuch loves beautiful men.

"However, until the real murderer is caught, anyone can be the real murderer. Let's go, let's finish the previous things first, and ask the maid next to Mrs. Yuan. Shui Qingxiang always felt that the bewitching Mrs. Yuan seemed to know something.

The two of them walked towards Mrs. Yuan's residence, and Mrs. Yuan had hosted a banquet for Liu Yingyi and Shui Qingxiang last time, so the two were familiar with Mrs. Yuan's residence.

It didn't take long for them to walk to the side courtyard where Mrs. Yuan lived, but before they could enter the door, they heard a woman's shout from inside: "Kill...... Killed! ”

Shui Qingxiang and Liu Yingyi paused, but soon collided with the people who ran out of it.

A girl wearing a bright red dress ran out of it in a panic, and collided with Shui Qingxiang head-on, because Shui Qingxiang had learned martial arts, and she was very clever to pull her down, but Yahuan sat on the ground because of nervousness.

Shui Qingxiang had seen this girl ring before, but it was at night, and she couldn't really see it. I saw this girl today, about in her early twenties, and she looked mediocre, but the gorgeous red dress on her body was very eye-catching.

This skirt is somewhat familiar, and it is somewhat similar to the one worn by Mrs. the day before yesterday.

Shui Qingxiang stepped forward, helped her up, and then asked her, "What's wrong?" ”

Yahuan Yan'er was so frightened that she cried, "Madam, Madame...... He's dead. ”

"Dead? How did he die? Shui Qingxiang was taken aback, two people just died today, why did another one die in the blink of an eye?

Liu Yingyi immediately walked into the room quickly, followed by Shui Qingxiang.

I saw that the room was neatly furnished, only a red silk was hanging on the beam, and Mrs. Yuan, who was still in the study just now, was hanging straight on the red silk at this time, her two eyes were empty and godless, as if the deceased's sadness and anger against this unjust world were hidden.

Liu Yingyi picked up the body, and Shui Qingxiang also rushed over to help, but when they helped Mrs. Yuan's body to the ground, Mrs. Yuan's body was gradually running out of heat.

Shui Qingxiang gently pressed the other party's lungs, hoping to wake up the other party with some modern rescue methods.

Liu Yingyi tried the other party's snort, opened Mrs. Yuan's mouth again, looked at the contents of her mouth, and said, "Don't try, it's useless." She had already taken poison before hanging herself, and it seemed that her desire to die was unusually firm. ”

"Suicide? It's unlikely, right? ”

Shui Qingxiang was a little unconvinced, how a woman who was still alive just now, trying to defend her innocence, decided to commit suicide in less than an hour.

However, looking at the strangulation marks on Mrs. Yuan's neck, it doesn't look like someone put the body on it after death.

Puzzled, Shui Qingxiang began to check Mrs. Yuan's room.

Mrs. Yuan's room was not too furnished, only a few simple pieces of furniture, and in the jewelry box in the dresser, except for a pitiful few pieces of gold and silver jewelry, it was some incense powder and lipstick.

But it's no wonder that Gong Yuan was originally an inhumane old eunuch, and naturally he couldn't speak the same as the young Mrs. Yuan.

However, looking at these incense powders and lipsticks, they are the latest styles, which is best known to Mizuharuka, who runs a grocery store, because there are often sellers who come to her store to sell these goods.

Although Mizuharuka doesn't like makeup, she knows a little about the world's most popular cosmetics.

"Water girl, look at this." Yoo Young-yi didn't know where to find a book in the room, which was full of love poems.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yuan didn't look like a literate woman, and she could actually write poetry, which surprised Shui Qingxiang.

"Mrs. Yuan is literate? Did she write these poems? Shui Qingxiang asked Liu Yingyi curiously.

"It's also possible that someone else wrote it to her." Liu Yingyi bent the corners of her mouth, and the smile on her face had such a meaningful taste.

Mrs. Yuan still looks a little beautiful, and it is normal for someone to admire her and write love poems to her, but I don't know who will write poems to her when Mrs. Yuan stays in the house every day?

Shui Qingxiang opened the incense powder in Mrs. Yuan's dressing table, and suddenly frowned, she said to Liu Yingyi: "You smell this incense powder." ”

Liu Yingyi lowered her head and sniffed, with an incredulous expression: "Musk? ”

In this world without condoms and contraceptive pills, ancient people could only mix musk powder and safflower to make a clumsy fetal pill.

And Mrs. Yuan's incense powder has these things in it, which is enough to prove that Mrs. Yuan has always had a man by her side, at least this man is not Yuan Gong.

Yahuan Yan'er, who was still panicked just now, had already called the people of the Yuan family over at this moment, because Yuan Yishan, who was still shocked by the death of the two subordinates under his hand, walked in the door and saw the body of Mrs. Yuan, and a big man was almost frightened and cried: "Oh my God, what kind of injustice has my Yuan family suffered, and another one has died!" ”

"Big brother, I said that my father should be buried earlier, and it will definitely be unlucky to leave the body in the mansion." Yuan Yihai, a martial artist, is not only rude, but also quite superstitious.

"Alas, I can't imagine that in order to prove her innocence, Mrs. actually forced her to die, and she is really a martyr." It was Yuan Yijiang who said this.

Yan'er hid behind everyone, as if she didn't dare to look at Madame's corpse.

Shui Qingxiang glanced at everyone, she knew very clearly in her heart that the real murderer was among these people, but she didn't catch the evidence for a while, but within a day, the murderer had killed three people in a row, which was enough to prove that he (she) had panicked.

Shui Qingxiang had also suspected the amorous Mrs. Yuan before, a woman who married a eunuch, naturally wanted to get out of the sea of suffering, and it was very likely that she would kill someone in a fit of anger in a hurry.

But now Mrs. Yuan's death just proves that she is not a murderer.

"Third Prince Yuan, Mrs. Yuan didn't commit suicide. Although the murderer wants us to mistakenly believe that Mrs. Yuan committed suicide, this is not the case. ”

Yuan Yijiang's face changed slightly, and his eyes flashed with surprise, "This girl, you said that Mrs. was also killed, is there any evidence?" ”