After the investigation of the scene, according to the traces left, the deceased was knocked unconscious or killed on the bridge, and then dragged to the bottom of the bridge to dismember the body with a sharp weapon.

How much hatred does this have to make such a thing as a corpse?

The most important thing is that there is a lot of money on the body, so it is not for money, but for revenge.

But as we all know, the one who has a grudge is the girl who doesn't want to marry him.

She has a motive to commit the crime, but she doesn't have the strength to commit the crime, which is a bit of a conflict.

So, Qin Ming took people to the deceased's friend's house.

His friend was a scholar, and although he was not as rich as the deceased, he was able to get by.

After seeing this scholar, the scholar saluted: "I've seen my lord." ”

Qin Ming nodded, walked into the scholar's simple earthen walled house, and looked at the simple furnishings in the room.

There is no pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and there are a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, which are not too amazing, and they should have written and painted by themselves.

The paintings are all women, and their figures are almost the same, as if they are the same, and they are almost the same.

After looking at the portrait for a long time, Qin Ming turned his head.

"Yesterday, the deceased Zhang Bao came to you for a drink!" Qin Ming spoke.

The scholar sighed sadly: "That's right. ”

Then he was surprised: "What? Brother Zhang...... He's dead? ”

Qin Ming's eyelids raised, but his expression did not move, and said, "Don't you know? ”

"I don't know, my lord, what's going on?" The scholar became excited.

Qin Ming said: "I didn't go back after eating and drinking at your house last night, and now the body has been found under the bridge home." ”

"This ...... This ......" the scholar looked sad again, and said:

"How so? How could Brother Zhang die? Although he doesn't have a good temper and is usually not very virtuous because of the money in his family, he won't cause death, right? ”

"Do you know the dead? What kind of person is he on weekdays?? Qin Ming asked casually.

The scholar said: "Brother Zhang is quite arrogant, because the family conditions are very good, so he often fights with others, so it is normal to offend people.

In addition, he is quite a woman, and it is common for him to compete for beauty on weekdays, and he is even more frequent to compete with others for beauty, so if you say that you offend people, I am afraid ...... Minority. ”

It was all said that the deceased was not good, which made Qin Ming sneer in his heart and said:

"I didn't ask you if he offended anyone, I just asked you how the other person was. I'm curious now, since you say that he has so many shortcomings, then why, do you want to be friends with him? ”

"Xiaosheng's family is poor, and he can make friends with rich children like Zhang Bao, and he also has the heart to climb high branches, so he ......"

Without waiting for the man to finish speaking, Qin Ming continued: "So, you are jealous of him!" ”

"What do you mean by that, sir?" The scholar frowned: "Although I am from a humble family, I also have my own high level, how can I be jealous of others?" ”

"Qinggao? Then you are still friends with people with shortcomings, where do you seem to be tall? Contradict yourself, you. Qin Ming said lightly.

"My lord, are you here to investigate the case? Or are you here to humiliate Xiaosheng? The scholar was furious.

Qin Ming put his hands behind his back: "Naturally, it is an investigation, and there are already eyebrows." ”

"Then your Excellency will continue to investigate, shall you? What Xiao Sheng knows, he has already said. The scholar spoke.

Qin Ming smiled: "That's natural, by the way, you have a soft spot for painting beautiful women?" ”

"Literati love to paint, and there are no longer a few people who paint beautiful women, my lord, what's the problem?" The scholar frowned.

Qin Ming smiled, and then walked to the wall where a few portraits were hung, there was a bed there, Qin Ming lifted the quilt a little with a small branch in his hand, and looked at the futon in the middle of the bed.

There's a bit of patchwork on it, like a mini-map.

Qin Ming's face showed a hint of strangeness.

Then he said, "Young man, you have a lot of energy." ”

The scholar's face was ugly and a little embarrassed.

"My lord, these have nothing to do with the case, right?" The scholar spoke.

"Yes, why not? Someone, get him for me. Qin Ming spoke.

The scholar's face changed greatly: "What do you mean?" I didn't break the law. ”

Qin Ming sneered: "You killed your friend Zhang Bao and divided his body, and said that you are not guilty?" ”

"You are talking nonsense, I didn't, why do you say that?" The scholar yelled angrily.

At the same time, the people in the room were all confused, what the hell? Does what Qin Ming asked have anything to do with the case? How can you say that he is a murderer?

But the soap official still arrested the scholar, and Qin Ming said lightly:

"Why do I say that? Okay, then I'll tell you why I am. ”

Qin Ming stretched out his hand and pointed a finger: "One, you said that you didn't know that Zhang Bao was dead, so why did you look sad as soon as I came in?" Subsequently, he pretended to be surprised by Zhang Bao's death? Don't you think it's too early to act? ”

The scholar said, "I...... I guess something happened to him, can't he? ”

Qin Ming stretched out his second finger: "Then two, how would the murderer know that he would pass by that bridge?" It is impossible for someone to meet Zhang Bao by coincidence on such a cold night and kill him, right?

It can only be said that it was premeditated, so it was done to him at the bridge. So if it's premeditated, how would you know that he went to drink with you? ”

"How do I know that?" The scholar said.

Qin Ming nodded: "Okay, tell me something you know, that is, the third." Why do you name so many shortcomings of the deceased? As a friend, we drank together last night, and today he died, but you still say so many bad things about him. You're too anxious, aren't you? ”

"I'm just talking about who he is, it's all true, and what am I anxious about?" The scholar argued.

Qin Ming said: "You are anxious to say so many of his shortcomings, just to tell me that there must be many people he has offended, so there must be people who want to kill him, and it is not strange to kill him." ”

The scholar was stunned for a moment, and Qin Ming continued: "I know from your words that you don't like you as a friend, so your words not only did not divert my target, but instead pulled you into my suspicious sight. ”

"But it doesn't mean that I'm going to kill him, I have no motive, you just suspect." The scholar said.

Qin Ming nodded: "You definitely need a motive, the motive is the painting on the wall." ”

The scholar's face changed: "What nonsense are you talking about?" ”

At this moment, everyone in the room who had just felt a little more understood was confused again.

Qin Ming smiled: "Zhang Bao is rich, he bullies people on weekdays, and he has the confidence to fight with others. You don't, so you're jealous. Zhang Bao is usually in the wind and snow, and he is happy with beautiful women.

But you don't have any money, you can't. So, you can only draw some beautiful women to hang on the wall, and then vent your desires in front of the beautiful women in the paintings at night. The traces of children and grandchildren left on the bed are proof of you. ”

"That's enough, what do you mean? Motivation? Nonsense! The scholar was ashamed.

Qin Ming said: "Isn't the motive still unclear? Several paintings are the same person, you tell me, who is the beauty in this painting? ”

"Scribble." The scholar began to avoid Qin Ming's eyes.

Qin Ming smiled: "The woman in this painting looks a little like Zhang Bao's fiancée, that is, the girl who doesn't want to marry him." ”

"You talk nonsense!" The scholar shouted angrily.

Qin Ming: "You are dissatisfied, envy Zhang Bao's family for being rich, envy him for being able to play with women, and you can only fantasize in the bed, you are not convinced, you are jealous."

Now Zhang Bao is going to marry you to draw a beautiful woman who is obscene every day, and jealousy makes you crazy. Lust makes you lose yourself, you are not satisfied with just fantasies, you are unwilling to let him defile the person you like.

And last night you drank with him, and it kindled your jealousy again, so you got drunk on him, followed him to a bridge far from your house, killed him, and dismembered his body. ”