The deceased gambled excessively and was very poor, and he did not think that he would die because of his murder for money, or that he would not kill his debts for collecting debts, let alone bring his mistress.

And the mistress was scared crazy. The murderer took great pains to tie up the sister, and he must not have just let her see the dead body, so he boldly speculated that the sister should have witnessed the crime and was frightened crazy.

The murderer killed the deceased with a single sword, without too much torture, and there was not much direct hatred in mind. And to let the mistress witness it, I think it is related to the private relationship between the two of them.

In this way, it was directed at the wife of the deceased. And the wife and a woman should not have such physical strength, and they want to kidnap and kill people. Otherwise, why should you slim down those months of violence?

It should have something to do with her family. Is that the butcher? Or other family members?

But if you want to avenge the deceased's wife, why wait so long? Besides, the wife has eloped with the butcher for such a period of time, and it should not be the butcher who has come back to avenge him, unless the wife has encountered some difficulties related to the deceased.

Su Jin shook his head secretly, burying this guess in his heart. Although he no longer interfered in this matter, as soon as he woke up, Su Jin found that these kinds of clues were constantly circling in his mind.

Su Jin looked around for a week, but there was no one left and right. He lifted the quilt, turned over, moved the chair that Bai Zhengan had left beside the bed before they left, and put the cup on the bedside table. He drew the clues he now knows.

I just deduced from the motive of the deceased, and now there is no progress. It starts with what the neighbors have heard about it.

First of all, what poured into my mind was the old man Li who wantonly made fun of his wife's name. He said that he was frightened when he saw a dark shadow, and that happened to him. But he was drunk at that time, how could he tell the truth from the fake?

Su Jin drew a simple figure on the top of the chair, but then dotted on the bottom.

And the old man also said that there was no sound in his house Ngawang that night, and there was nothing unusual when he woke up. Ngawang could even find out that the thief who walked through the snow without a trace, if there was a murderer passing by that night. Either the murderer is an extremely strong martial artist, or he is a master of medicine.

But if he is a master of medicine, why doesn't he silently poison the deceased? Why take such a risk? However, it is also possible that the murderer really wants revenge and does not want him to die silently.

And whether it is a person with strong martial arts or a master of medicine? So how is the wife of the deceased familiar? Or is there something else going on?

The fingers of Su Jin's fingers paddled in circles on the water in the cup, causing ripples.

"Knock knock! Knock knock! There was a knock on the door, which frightened Su Jin's hand and turned the cup over, and the water was stained everywhere.

Su Jin hurriedly put the quilt back, put the cup straight, and raised his hand to pour the puddle of water on the chair to the ground. I sat up straight, pretending that I wanted to drink water but knocked over the cup with my wrong hand.

The puddle of water on the left and right chairs just had an explanation. No one knows what the water on the chair is like.

The people outside the door were patient, and the rhythm of the door was the same, and they didn't even urge people. From this alone, Su Jin could conclude that it was definitely not Su Liu or Bai Zheng'an.

Turned his head and looked again. Fortunately, there was a retrospective before, and she never dared to take off her makeup outside, so she took off her chest strap and slept. When you wake up, you should first put on your outer clothes and tie your collar high to cover your Adam's apple.

At this time, he deliberately wrinkled his clothes. After looking around again, and seeing that there was nothing unusual, Su Jinfang pretended to be about to wake up someone and hurriedly cleaned up the appearance of Fang Jianren, his voice was also deliberately suppressed, and he called out with a little hoarseness: "Come in."

A "squeak" knock on the door, bringing a familiar scent. The entry is really not Suliu or Bai Zheng'an, but it is also Xiao Luo who Su Jin didn't expect.

Today's Xiao Luo is still dressed in a white robe, but unexpectedly there are a lot of tiny yellow flowers on his shoulders and buns. Su Jin squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly. It's really osmanthus.

There was a low osmanthus tree in front of her door. When I first came to choose a house, the flower had not yet bloomed, and that small tree still attracted Su Jin to complain to Bai Zheng'an.

When she woke up and suddenly felt fragrant, she knew that it was an osmanthus tree, with inconspicuous flowers but a very pleasant fragrance.

When making osmanthus cake, it is even more refreshing, not like ordinary pastries, and it is greasy to eat. Take a bite and hold it in your mouth, and after a long time, it will turn into a smooth cow's milk, small flowers, and your lips and teeth will be fragrant.

Now that it is not the end of the flowering season, Xiao Luo can stay with so many small flowers, I am afraid that he has been waiting for a long time.

Xiao Luo saw the puddle of water next to the bed at a glance. After waiting outside for so long, he knew that Su Jin had woken up a long time ago, and Su Jin was even more accustomed to muttering softly before he pondered. He also saw that there was no sound, and the door rang, and he naturally heard the sound of the cup pouring clearly.

Seeing Xiao Luo coming, Su Jin no longer thought about how to explain the puddle of water. His body moved slightly and stretched a little, and Fang opened his mouth and asked, "I don't know why the shopkeeper came here?"