"The last time I saw me, it was probably when I passed by the corridor, and I saw the shadow of the eldest young master from the window."

Song Yiyao stopped writing, "What was he doing at that time?" ”

"I just glanced at him, and he was supposed to be standing in the room."

Huan'er clenched the teacup, carefully took a sip and put it down.

"Is there anyone else in the room?"

Song Yiyao took in his nervous expression.

"Nope." Huan'er quickly gave an answer, shaking her head firmly.

"How long have you been working in the Chen family?"

"I'm from the Imperial City, and I just found this job not long ago."

"Okay, you're good to go." Song Yiyao handed her the record. Let her press the handprint.

Huan'er breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the door and walked out.

Jin Tuan received the task and quietly hid himself and followed behind her.

The last person Song Yiyao interrogated was Chen Kongqing.

"In the first half of the year, when I heard about my brother's high school, I admired my brother in my heart, and I regarded my brother as a role model, and I always wanted to meet, but I didn't expect to achieve my long-cherished wish in this way." After Chen Kongqing entered the room, he said with a smile.

Song Yiyao didn't respond to his words, and asked directly:

"What quarrel you had with the deceased yesterday afternoon?"

This temper seems to hate everyone in the Chen family, Chen Kongqing didn't feel frustrated, and replied: "We are easy to quarrel, yesterday he was angry with Mr. Teaching, I can only review and read by myself, but he came over again to sneer, so I argued with him a few words." ”

"Mr. Teach?" Song Yiyao asked rhetorically.

Chen Kongqing hurriedly explained:

"With my brother here, my father always wanted the two of us to be like him, so after coming to the Imperial City, I often found us a teacher. Yesterday, the Confucian brother should have heard his name. It took so many days for my father to invite him to his old man's house. As a result, he was angry with him on the first day yesterday. ”

"Chen Shukang wasn't there yesterday?"

Regarding yesterday's incident, Song Yiyao found that they had never mentioned the male owner of this family, Chen Shukang.

"My father wasn't at home yesterday because of something, and he only came back in the evening."

"Why did you move to the Imperial City?"

"Because my brother caused trouble, the clan was ashamed. Let's move out. My father thought of my brother, so he came to the imperial city. ”

Although Chen Kongqing replied very seriously, Song Yiyao still heard the sarcasm of Chen Nanxing and Chen Shukang in his words.

"Who knows about this?"

"There are only two or three old servants brought from Jianghuai, and they are all people who can't talk nonsense."

The smile on Chen Kongqing's face gradually retracted.

"When was the last time you saw him yesterday?"

"At dinner." Chen Kongqing thought for a while and replied.

"Did you find anyone suspicious?"

"No, though, he really didn't die because of those things?" Chen Kongqing obediently answered the question and asked.

"No comment." Song Yiyao put the testimony in front of Chen Kongqing. Chen Kongqing raised his eyebrows, Lord Song, it didn't match the rumors at all, and he was really indifferent to himself.

ignored Chen Kongqing, who always likes to add drama to himself. After Song Yiyao politely asked him out, he closed his eyes with a headache.

This case is not a ghost mess. That female ghost is innocent, only resentful, but not wronged. Or that she wanted to kill Chen Nanxing but didn't find a chance to do it, and her obsession came to naught.

Servants, maids, Zi Niang, and Chen Kongqing each have their suspicious points and are concealed.

Especially the maid Huan'er, her reaction was very strange. It was normal for her to be nervous and scared at first, but when she answered the question of seeing Chen Nanxing for the last time, her whole body was obviously tense. Surely, and again, emphasized, there is not even a process of recollection. It's like I had this question in mind and rehearsed it many times.

As for Zi Niang and Chen Kongqing, the two of them protected each other, but they scrambled to explain their affairs clearly. Suspicion can be largely ruled out. However, the protection is because of suspicion, why the two of them would suspect each other of killing.

Chen Nanxing is an adult man who was wrapped in a quilt and covered until he suffocated, but judging from the scene, there was no trace of struggle and resistance. This shows that the murderer must have been very careful to clean up the scene. and tried to push Chen Nanxing's death onto the theory of ghosts and gods.

Who are the people who know about this, Zi Niang, Chen Kongqing, Chen Shukang, who is bedridden, and the servants from Jianghuai.

The door creaked open, Song Yiyao squinted slightly, saw the backlit figure clearly, his frowning brows stretched, and a smile was revealed.

"Why are you here?"

It's not that he feels that someone is upset, although Tang Jingruo thinks so, he doesn't dare to say this, and says directly:

"I just rechecked the scene, and there are signs that the things in the room have been moved. There are blood stains and a small amount of fine porcelain under the soft collapse. Chen Nanxing found a wound in the back of his head, and was attacked first last night. But I asked the servant, and the furnishings and porcelain in his room had not changed, nor was there any less. ”

"In that case, then this case is not a murder."

Song Yiyao handed him the testimony.

Tang Jingruo took a closer look and said, "There is a motive for committing the crime, and there is another person who has not been interrogated." ”

Although Chen Shukang was absent during the day, he came back at night, and he had the time and motive to commit the crime. Chen Nanxing provoked so many people yesterday, but the most angry one must be Chen Shukang!

The doctor in the room was prescribing medicine and persuaded him: "Master Chen, there is nothing wrong with your body, please mourn and change, it hurts too much to think about it." ”

Some time ago, he was still sick as if he was about to die if he couldn't see him, Song Yiyao opened the curtain, and his impression of Chen Shukang's hypocrite was even deeper.

"Kid, why are you here?" Chen Shukang was startled when he saw Song Yiyao, and hurriedly asked.

Tang Jingruo spoke first:

"This case is now under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Justice. Ben Hou now asks you a few questions. You answer truthfully. ”

Not daring to interfere with official business, the old doctor hurriedly dropped the name of the last medicinal herb, and went out with the medicine box to find the maid to explain.

Song Yiyao sat down and put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in order. Preparing to write, Tang Jingruo began to ask questions in a businesslike manner.

"Did you see the dead yesterday?"

Because of the two words of the deceased in his mouth, Chen Shukang's heavy sadness added a trace of displeasure:

"I was in the shop outside yesterday and only came back in the evening."

"The deceased also died at night." Tang Jingruo raised his eyebrows and went back directly.

"What do you mean, you mean I killed my own son? Song Yiyao, I know you hate me, we don't have that father-son relationship, but you can't slander me like this! ”

If Chen Shukang hadn't been half-lying on the bed, he would have rushed over and shouted. Tang Jingruo raised his voice slightly, emphasizing:

"It's Ben Hou who asked you, Master Chen, and I hope you answer truthfully and don't change the topic. Did you see the dead last night! ”

Chen Shukang was suppressed by his momentum, sat down again, and replied, "See." ”

"When, where?"

"After I returned home last night, Zi Niang told me that Nanxing was angry with Mr. Teach, and she was angry and threw the chair.

Zi Niang's speech was biased, so I thought about asking Nanxing what was going on. Nanxing was not very happy at the time, saying that he missed his mother, I comforted him twice, and let him rest early, and then came back. ”

Chen Shukang's mood slowly calmed down, he fell into memories, and tears flowed down his wrinkles.

"How long did you stay in his room yesterday, did anyone have a certificate?"

Tang Jingruo then asked.

"What the hell do you mean! How could I have killed my own own son. Chen Shukang's red eyes were full of anger.

"Answer my question."

"Yes, I went back to my study after talking to him. Because there has always been a discord between Ziniang and Nanxing. I was tired from a day outside, and I didn't want to go back and listen to her babbling about Nanxing's not. The servant on duty in the study may testify. I was reading in my study last night and came back to rest. ”

Song Yiyao keenly heard footsteps, the pen in his hand paused, and asked in his heart.

Jin Tuan, is that the maid outside?

Yes, master. She had just been hiding outside, and when she saw the doctor gone, she sneaked over.

Song Yiyao put down the pen, didn't make a sound at all from his steps, walked to the door, opened the door suddenly, walked out, and closed the door again.

When the door opened, Huan'er had already hid behind the pillar next to her, secretly wanting to see who it was. collided head-on with Song Yiyao.

Song Yiyao smiled, like a spring breeze turning into snow, with a hint of coolness:

"You have something else to say to me, right? Did you suddenly remember? ”

Chen Shukang glanced over here, not understanding why she suddenly went out.

"Is there a vase missing here?"

Tang Jingruo stood up, walked to the shelf by the windowsill, and asked.

Because he had just checked it in Chen Nanxing's room, Tang Jingruo still had this impression. In his room was a complete set of identical blue and white porcelain vases.

Above are several famous allusions to vassal elegance. Judging from this comparison, Chen Shukang is missing one here. How could such a coincidence occur?

A trace of unnaturalness flashed in Chen Shukang's eyes, leaned forward, and explained:

"I wanted to put pots and pots of lotus on that shelf, so I made room."

"Really?" Tang Jingruo turned around, and he didn't plan to deal with him anymore.

"You still refuse to admit it?"

"Admit what." Chen Shukang's face changed, and he was completely panicked.

Tang Jingruo said calmly:

"Admit that you killed your own son. The human and material evidence is complete, and Ben Hou advises you to explain honestly. ”

"You're slandering me, you're communiquéing your personal vendetta!"

Tang Jingruo sneered, not understanding the logic of his words.

"What kind of personal vendetta is there between Benhou and you? If you have anything to say, let's go to court and say it. ”

This case cannot be tried in the criminal department, especially if the suspect is still Chen Shukang. Otherwise, whether it is true or not, someone will come out to criticize Song Yiyao, chase after the wind, and say something that is not. This is obviously what Tang Jingruo doesn't want to see.

After receiving the letter, Yin of the Imperial City Mansion hurriedly brought people to the group, and everyone was escorted back, and the trial was scheduled to start a day later.

After the news came out, the people of the imperial city who loved to watch the excitement did not pull it down this time. They have made an appointment to hear what this case is going on tomorrow.