Floating out of the building, people gathered, pointing at the attic, and talking.

"Ahh Suddenly, there was a piercing scream from the Yunmeng Pavilion on the first floor, and the sound of the tea set shattering. With the support of Jia Ping and several people, Chen Yi came to the first floor. Outside the Yunmeng Pavilion, I saw a maid sitting on the ground trembling, the cup fell apart, and the original tea in the cup splashed to the ground.

I saw that in the attic, there was a singer in a red dress, staring up, leaning on a chair.

Jia Ping saw a young girl who fell to the ground, and scolded: "His grandmother, who is it?" Who the hell is so cruel to kill such a girl who is like a flower. Chen Yi glanced back at Jia Ping, his heart full of doubts. Let Jia Ping push himself next to the corpse and observe it carefully. It didn't take long to find that the blood around the body had not completely dried up, and it should have been killed.

"Childe, judging from the wounds of the deceased, the murder weapon should be a dagger." Several people carefully inspected every corner of the room to see if the murder weapon was left in the room.

Jia Ping took out a bloodstained dagger from under the table, and said excitedly: "Childe, look. ”

Taking the dagger in his hand, according to the location of the deceased's body after his death, Chen Yi deduced that the deceased should be sitting on a chair and looking at something, and the murderer quietly came behind him, covered his lip and stabbed him to death.

What did the deceased go through during his lifetime? Is there any connection to the other two corpses? Chen Yi's heart was full of doubts. The man lifted himself out of his wheelchair and sat down next to the deceased, carefully observing the deceased's features.

Seeing that the deceased's lips were red, as if the lipstick was not, he was not incapacitated, and said to Liu Yiyi: "Yiyi, what do you see the red mark on the deceased's lips?" Is it lipstick? ”

Walking to the deceased's side and squatting down, Liu Yiyi gently touched the deceased's lips with her delicate hands, and found that the residue at the corner of her mouth was very similar to lipstick, but she always felt a strange smell. After thinking for a while, he took out a white gauze towel from his arms, printed the residue on the corner of his mouth on the gauze scarf, got up and handed it to Chen Yi.

"How? Is it lipstick? ”

"Childe, it should be lipstick, but I always feel weird, and I have a feeling that I can't say."

When Chen Yi heard this, he hurriedly reached out and took the scarf, observed it carefully, and touched the residue on the scarf with his fingers. In order to solve the needs of the case, Chen Yi specially asked the bustard to take the cosmetics of this singer to the room and compare them carefully. After a while, I found the same color of rouge among the many rouges. Chen Yi carefully compared it and found that there was a slight difference in the taste between the rouge and the deceased's lips.

What's the difference? Chen Yi stared at the deceased, frowning, habitually moving the index finger of his left hand under his lips back and forth, thinking bitterly. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he gently scraped the murder weapon in his hand on the rouge a few times, and sniffed the news with his nose. shouted excitedly: "Sure enough, sure enough." ”

Jia Ping patted his chest and shouted, "Childe, what did you think of?" Everyone else in the room looked at him curiously.

"It's blood. Blood and rouge mix together, there's some kind of chemical reaction, you smell. After speaking, he handed the blood-stained rouge to the people beside him.

Jia Ping's eyes were full of smiles, and he said flatteringly: "Childe is not ordinary, Childe is amazing, Jia Ping's admiration for Childe is as endless as the waves of the river." ”

"Childe, what's chemistry?" Jia Ping's subordinates were afraid that they did not make a good impression on Chen Yi, so they hurriedly responded to the road.

"Chemical reaction is..."Everyone stretched their necks long, pricked up their ears and looked at Chen Yi intently, all wondering what a chemical reaction was.

Looking at the appearance of everyone, Chen Yi couldn't help touching his nose and smiled: "I won't tell you, I'll explain to you when I have the opportunity." ”

Unitary time.

The sunset finally couldn't stand the grind of time and fell on the ground level of Chang'an Avenue. Houses in the distance swallowed up the last rays of the setting sun.

Looking at the scene outside the window, Chen Yi sighed: "The sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk." I'm going to have to prepare myself. ”

The beautiful sunset on the horizon is so spectacular, but unfortunately it is only a flash in the pan.

At this time, in the Piaoxiang Pavilion, there is no lively scene of people coming and going in the past, and the wooden sign outside the attic has already been hung to suspend business. The singers and dancers were frightened and went back to their rooms.

The lively street has become very deserted because of the three murders, and occasionally only one or two people can be seen walking in a hurry, and when they pass the intersection of Piaoxiang Pavilion, they can't help but speed up their pace, and muttered in a low voice: "There is a wrong, and there is a debtor." Don't look for me, don't look for me. ”

In less than half a day, there were three murders, which was the first time that such a thing had occurred in Chang'an City since the establishment of Dayuan.

Xiao Xunmu, the secretary of the Criminal Department, was summoned to the palace by the emperor and was severely reprimanded by the emperor, and gave him five days to personally supervise the case, and if the case could not be closed in five days, let him come to see him.

"Everyone's here?"

"Lord Qiqi, everyone has arrived. The water in the Piaoxiang Pavilion is very deep, and he ordered them to go down and let them pay more attention when they are ready to do things, and not to mess around. Shangshu of the Criminal Department slowly put the teacup in his hand on the table, picked up the official hat on the table, and put it on his head. The group walked towards the Fragrance Pavilion.

"Get off the sedan chair." The sedan chair slowly stopped.

"Lord Qiyu has arrived at the pavilion."

Looking at the sign that was temporarily closed, Xiao Xunmu, the secretary of the Criminal Department, was about to let his entourage knock on the door, when suddenly the closed door was opened, and Thirteen walked out of the door with a sword. He hugged his fists and said, "Is it Lord Xiao?" Childe asked me to wait for Lord Xiao here. ”

Xiao Xunmu looked at the person in front of him, his heart couldn't help but be shocked, and at the same time he was full of curiosity, who was sure that he would come to Piaoxiang Pavilion, could it be those old guys who entered the Beijing Saint with him?

"Fence this place, and let no one leave without my orders, and no one shall come near." After Xiao Xunmu finished speaking, he led four cronies, followed closely behind Thirteen, and walked to the room.

"My lord, the young man in front of me is not simple."

"Oh?" Xiao Xunmu looked at the young man walking in front of him in surprise.

"My lord, listen carefully to the footsteps, there are almost only the footsteps of the five of us."

Xiao Xunmu listened carefully, and it was really as his cronies said. The young man is like this, and the son he said is probably not simple, and he is full of doubts, not knowing whether it is a blessing or a curse for him to go.