At the corner of the street, Liu Huanzhi stopped, looked at Zhang Zixuan with cold eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and finally left quickly.

Zhang Zixuan was sensitively aware of it, and the corner of her eyes swept to Liu Huanzhi's figure that had not yet moved away, and she didn't take him to heart, and talked to Qin Lin and Wang Shiqi.

Wang Shiqi, who has always admired himself, didn't say much, he knew that the person who could make the daughter of the prime minister stop and wait was not himself.

Zhang Zixuan was much more enthusiastic about Qin Lin, and asked questions about the two murders that occurred in a row -- the serial murder cases had been spread in the south of the Yangtze River, and the ladies of the boudoir even spread the matter to the gods, as if they were strange stories.

Hearing Qin Lin say that Xu Xinyi was at the scene of the case, Zhang Zixuan laughed: "Oh, is Miss Xu interested in trying the case?" Little sister didn't expect it. ”

Wang Shiqi couldn't hold back, turned his back and coughed dryly.

During the conversation, Qin Lin learned that the poetry meeting would be reopened on the eighth day of the first lunar month. Last time, Yanziji's poems were messed up by the White Lotus Sect, and recently there was a murder case of Miss Yin, and a few sour geniuses made some sacrificial texts and sentimental poems, and they wanted to take advantage of the new poems to show off, so they tried their best to pry it out.

The two brothers of the Zhang family went to Jiangnan in order to meet friends and win their literary fame, and in the future, Zhang Juzheng and his party could quickly promote them in the name of talented people -- just like the gilded meaning of studying abroad in later generations. So when they learned that the poetry meeting was reopened, Zhang Zixuan and her two brothers returned to Nanjing from Yangzhou yesterday to participate.

Wang Shiqi also received an invitation to the New Poetry Club, and when he heard that the three brothers and sisters of the Zhang family were going, his eyes immediately lit up, and he was ready to ask Qin Lin to go too.

"There is a new poetry club again?" Qin Lin pursed his lips disdainfully, in his opinion, what kind of poetry and lyrics are purely talented and beautiful, and they have nothing to do when they are full, and they are nothing to play as a hobby, and it is too boring to work blindly all day long.

Zhang Zixuan was also about to open his mouth to invite him to go with him, but he was reluctant to be embarrassed to see him like this, and smiled: "Brother Qin is good at cultivating the way of Qi and peace, judging the art of yin and yang, poetry is a small way, and the little sister is just using it to relieve her boredom - when Brother Qin solves the serial murder case and plays a triumphant song, the little sister will go to the house to congratulate." ”

Hi! Wang Shiqi was so upset, his face was stinky: It's the hardest thing to accept the grace of the beauty, can't you accommodate Brother Qin? Look how disappointed Miss Zhang is! If such a beautiful woman invited me to go with me, even if I was the first to wait for the champion in the palace examination, I would have left her to accompany her!

"Oh, by the way, it's going to rain soon, where are you going?" Qin Lin looked at the gloomy sky and asked Zhang Zixuan with concern: "Why don't you find a place to shelter from the rain for the time being?" ”

Although Zhang Zixuan didn't have anything on her face just now, she was really a little disappointed to learn that Qin Lin was unwilling to go to the poetry meeting, and when she heard the concern in Qin Lin's tone, she was secretly happy.

Suddenly, the prime minister's daughter's face changed slightly, and she looked at the northeast - it was the direction of the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate, she bit her lower lip lightly, and said with a reluctant smile: "Don't worry about Brother Qin, my little sister still has some things to do, the two brothers have made an appointment to wait in front, let's, let's not go over." ”

The beautiful woman boarded the car and left, Qin Lin lowered his head and thought about something, while Wang Shiqi looked at the incense car that had gone away, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and he stumbled and said, "General Qin, tell me what is good for you?" It is the most difficult to accept the grace of the beauty, the grace of the beauty, how to bear it! ”

Yes? Qin Lin came back to his senses from his thoughts, and when he heard Wang Shiqi's words, he smiled evilly: "I often whip famous horses because of drunkenness, but I am afraid that I will mistake the beauty too much, and I sigh~~"

Wang Shiqi was stunned for a moment, and then he shook his head deeply: "General Qin is so thick-skinned, it's really hard for the little brother to look at him." What do you say about the four sons of Jinling, they are not as good as Brother Qin's toes! ”――

That night, Qin Lin couldn't fall asleep over and over, he didn't know why, he always felt that something was wrong, and his strong premonition of sin made him toss and turn.

Zhang Zixuan, Wang Shiqi, Liu Huanzhi, car accidents, vegetable oil on the road, sand, Wucheng Terracotta Division, or New Year's Poetry Meeting? What's the problem? Or did you stumble upon some clue today, but it was missed?

Even if it is the top detective master, the top expert in forensics, the Taishan Beidou of trace science, it cannot be said that there is no omission in the investigation of the case, people, after all, are not machines, blind spots, mindsets, and ideological misunderstandings are objective and cannot be completely avoided, and can only be avoided as much as possible.

Lying on the bed and thinking about it, Qin Lin couldn't help but sigh and said: The kind of "detective" who can find out all the clues left by the criminal by scanning the scene is cheating...... Finally, my eyelids grew heavy and I was about to fall asleep.

The heavy footsteps of Fat Lu were very clear in the quiet night, and he ran straight to Qin Lin's bedroom, and pushed the door open with a bang: "Brother Qin, Brother Qin is not good, something happened again!" ”

No way! Qin Lin couldn't help but raise his middle finger towards the void, jumped up from the bed with a carp blow, hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out.

Niu Dali was already waiting with his horse, and he was also disheveled, and he looked to have just crawled out of the bed; Lu Fatzi stayed in the mansion to keep vigil, and Han Feilian and You Kidnapper led the captains out to patrol the night, so they were naturally dressed neatly at this time.

Qin Lin stepped on the horse stone and sat on the horse's back, everyone turned over and got on the horse, and Han Feilian led the way and ran towards the place of the incident.

The location of the crime was on Chang'an Avenue in the west of Dongcheng, and when he heard that the case occurred there, Qin Lin was taken aback: There is an imperial city and the Forbidden City palace in the east of Nanjing that have been abandoned and unused for a long time, and the six departments of Nanjing, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the General Administration Department, the Hanlin Academy and other institutions are also there, how could the case happen there?

A small mansion is brightly lit and full of figures, which is where the crime occurred, Qin Lin dismounted and ran in quickly, and saw in the distance that there were many catchers and Jinyi captains around a corner of the garden, not far away two white-haired old men and several relatives were crying and grabbing the ground, and a woman's corpse in the middle of the corner was lying face down, with a wet red between her legs.

His heart sank, and Qin Lin walked over with a blushing face, because Han Feilian had already given a rough introduction to the situation on the way here, he asked repeatedly, "What about Bai Hao's white head?" Did you catch the murderer? ”

The catchers looked at each other, and one of them, who looked quite shrewd and capable, arched his hand towards Qin Lin: "I didn't find it on the spot, because when I found the corpse, there was still residual warmth, and I thought that the murderer would not escape far, so Mr. Bai led the brothers to scatter and chase down, and there is no news so far." ”

Qin Lin frowned, the streets and alleys of Nanjing City extend in all directions, and there is the Qinhuai River and its branches passing through the city, if it is not captured on the spot, the possibility of catching a criminal will drop significantly.

Without further ado, hurry up to check the corpse, and when they were about to step forward and rummage around, the old couple who lost their daughter pounced on them like crazy people, and the poor mother stopped in front of the corpse like an old hen guarding her cubs, her eyes were red, and she looked at Qin Lin with hatred, as if he had killed her daughter, and it was obvious that the mental state of the old couple was abnormal.

Qin Lin was helpless when he encountered this situation, not to mention that the old man of this family was Du Shilang of Zhishi, who was an ordinary person, with such an old age, and had just experienced the pain of losing his beloved little daughter, it was always difficult for the inquest person to use force.

The relatives of the deceased and the arresters made good persuasions, but the old couple insisted on not letting their daughter be humiliated after her death, and they were unwilling to let Qin Lin conduct an investigation.

At this time, Cheng Zhu Lixue was prevalent, and pedantic people like Du Shilang thought that even if his daughter died, men were not allowed to touch her, so Qin Lin had no choice but to smile bitterly, and there was nothing to do.

"So, my niece is here to do it, is it okay?" Xu Xinyi strode in, his face covered with a layer of frost, and said to the old couple in a deep voice: "If you don't investigate, I'm afraid that Sister Du will be wronged, and the spirit of heaven will not be able to comfort her!" Uncle Du, aunt, and niece are friends of Miss Du, and they promise that they will not hurt her if they do it gently. ”

The old couple, you look at me, I look at you, and finally Du Shilang nodded heavily, and the old lady suddenly cried loudly, stumbling into the house, and Du Shilang also chased in.

The servants of the Du family moved to surround the tent and screen the body of the young lady in the middle, and only Qin Lin, Xu Xinyi, Lu Fatzi and others, plus the capable catcher who had just replied, called Dong Chao, participated in the inquest together.

Everyone's mood was very heavy, Qin Lin let out a long breath, nodded at Xu Xinyi, and motioned for her to do it.

Xu Xinyi turned Miss Du over from the ground, only to see that she was still young, her face was delicate, and her facial features were quite exquisite, she must have been a delicate and lovely little girl before her death, but unfortunately now the muscles on her face were twisted because of pain, showing a terrifying look, and her eyes were tightly closed, as if she didn't want to look at the evil in this world anymore.

The clothes were just draped over the body, the body was almost equal to **, and the delicate chest and flat abdomen were covered with bruises and nail marks, which were obviously the marks of brutal abuse...... And the fatal scar is on the neck, a jet-black strangulation mark is deeply sunk in, and the eight characters on the back of the neck have been handed over, there is no need for Qin Lin's modern forensic science knowledge, even Song Ci's record of clearing grievances is also clearly recorded: This is a scar of strangulation by a criminal!

Xu Xinyi and Lu Fatzi raised their heads and looked at Qin Lin together, quite admiring: In Miss Yin's case, Qin Lin had predicted the possible escalation of the crime, and now it seems that it is unfortunate that from Duan Ping's freezing death in the Yuhuatai case, to Miss Yin's drowning, and then to Miss Du's strangulation, the murderer's killing methods are gradually increasing!

"!" Xu Xinyi gritted his teeth and cursed, and then lifted the clothes covering Miss Du's thighs.

Hiss-everyone gasped in unison, and Han Feilian, Niu Dali, and Dong Chao even took two steps back.

I saw that the root of Miss Du's thigh had already been wet with blood, and the blood had not dried up at this time, but I saw a branch between her legs, soaked in blood!

Even Qin Lin, who was accustomed to seeing murder scenes, was furious at this perverted ferocity, and his eyes flashed with fierce light, as if the fire of soul refining came from the depths of the netherworld......

(To be continued)