As the leader of the literary world, Wang Shizhen is by no means a waste of fame, not only proficient in poetry and songs, but also quite accomplished in operas and novels, the strange book of Jin Zhumei is his old man's handwriting, of course, he is a court official, this kind of unhealthy book is inconvenient to sign directly, so he takes Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng as a pen name.

At this time, Jin Zhumei had not finished polishing, Wang Shizhen had been anxious about the serial murder case recently, and she had no time to review this idle book, so she threw it in the corner of the study casually, and happened to be discovered by Qin Lin.

Wang Shizhen was exposed to the old bottom of writing the silver book, and her old face couldn't help but blush, and she secretly thought that although someone Qin was capable, he was still young in the end, and the serious case was not solved, and he still cared about this golden bottle.

Qin Lin's expression was extremely strange, and he couldn't help but say that he snatched the book into his hand, which surprised everyone.

Wang Shizhen's father and son glanced at each other, Wang Shiqi smiled and arched his hand: "This book has not been published yet, if Brother Qin wants to read it, the younger brother will order someone to copy a copy and send it to the house, we still seem to have to focus on the facts of the case now......

Unexpectedly, Qin Lin turned a deaf ear and turned the manuscript loudly, as if he was looking for something.

The father and son of the Wang family couldn't cry or laugh when they saw this, they really didn't expect Qin Lin to be so interested in Jin Zhumei, if it was said that Wang Shizhen would treat him as a confidant, but now, he didn't know what to say.

"Hey, hey!" Xu Xinyi pouted and pulled Qin Lin very unhappily.

At this moment, Qin Lin had already turned to the page he had seen just now, and his eyes were green, staring directly at the manuscript.

Xu Xinyi was quite curious, and went to look next to Qin Lin, but saw that the page was not a text but an embroidered illustration, and the woman painted on it was young and beautiful, with a bewitching demeanor, wearing only a small belly pocket all over her body, in addition to being shirtless, lying on the gums, her sandalwood mouth was slightly open and panting, her eyebrows and eyes were full of spring, her legs were open, one hand was caressing her breasts, and the other hand was holding a pointed and long wonderful thing, and she was in the secret place between her legs.

With a scream, Miss Xu's face was red, she stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, stomped her feet and said angrily: "Qin Lin, you hate it to death!" ”

The father and son of the Wang family were also extremely embarrassed, they really didn't expect Qin Lin to be so lazy.

But no one expected that Qin Lin did not have the slightest shame, but spread out the manuscript in a grand manner, and then pointed to the things used by the woman on the picture, his expression was extremely excited, and he asked Wang Shizhen: "This, this is ......"

"Mr. Jiao," Wang Shizhen was inexplicable, secretly saying that Qin Lin was young and knowledgeable, and he didn't even know about this thing.

Phew-Qin Lin let out a long breath, the corners of his mouth curved up slightly, and he said to himself, "I see...... No wonder I always felt that something was missing in the case two days ago, it was this thing! ”

The father and son of the Wang family and Xu Xinyi were overjoyed, but they were puzzled: they already had an eyebrow about the case, but how did Qin Lin learn the truth from an illustration of the golden bottle?

Mr. Horn, commonly known as the male type, massage stick, is actually a silver set used by women, and enjoys himself on the occasion of [***], because its shape is similar to the horn of a beast at first, and it is carved with materials such as horns, so it is called Mr. Horn.

Qin Lin asked about this thing, but what does Mr. Horn have to do with the serial murder case?

With everything already in his heart, Qin Lin pointed to the horn held by the woman on the embroidered portrait, and asked unhurriedly: "Brother Wang, you are the fourth prince of Jinling along with Liu Huanzhi and others, do you know if this person carries a rhino horn with him?" ”

Hiss-Wang Shiqi's face suddenly turned pale, and his scalp suddenly exploded crispy and numb, because Qin Lin's question made him think of a very terrible answer.

"Yes, yes, he has a rhino horn with a pattern of heavenly flowers, which is very precious, and he always carries it with him, refusing to show it to others," Wang Shiqi recalled the interaction with Liu Huanzhi in recent years, and said carefully: "Over the years, my little brother has only seen him play with it a few times by chance, and asked him to borrow it, but he didn't agree once, and always quickly took it back into his arms...... Uh, how did Brother Qin know? ”

This brute! Qin Lin gritted his teeth and scolded, "I saw it at the scene of the crash, and that thing had been broken into several pieces at that time. ”

In fact, the doubts that plagued Qin Lin for several days were because he saw the broken rhino horn at the scene of Liu Huanzhi's crash.

The gorgeous and precious rhino horn can be the plaything of the literati, or it can be made into the silver utensils of the noblewoman's secret play, Qin Lin has vaguely heard of Mr. Horn from somewhere, and subconsciously feels that Liu Huanzhi is not quite right with this thing.

However, Mr. Jiao is such a thing, at least only middle- and upper-class women can afford to play, even if the ordinary people of the Ming Dynasty don't know a lot, Qin Lin has been in this era for less than a year, of course, it is impossible to think of that aspect at once.

Qin Lin's hasty glance when he checked Liu Huanzhi's car crash can attract the attention of the subconscious, which is an extremely terrifying and keen detective intuition.

In the third case, there were rough branches stuck under the corpse, and there was no meat jelly left like the previous two times, and the two major doubts were repeatedly haunting in Qin Lin's heart, coupled with the previous various analyses, all kinds of clues and fragments of thinking rushed left and right in Qin Lin's mind, hitting the dam of consciousness like a tide.

It wasn't until I saw the embroidered image of Jin Zhumei on Wang Shizhen's desk, and Pan Jinlian was comforting herself with Mr. Jiao, that a crack appeared in the dam of consciousness, and the tide of thinking gushed out, and Qin Lin's eyes suddenly brightened.

Previously, it was analyzed that the murderer's use of jelly instead of J liquid was a special empathy in psychology, and it was to use this similar thing instead of real J liquid, so that he was intoxicated with the self-deception of "possessing" the female surname, so why couldn't he have the same empathetic mentality in the surname itself? If you had to leave it to the criminals, what could be more suitable than Mr. Horn, who is stout and hard and powerful, and is naturally associated with a female surname?

The difference between the third case and the previous two cases is now easily solved: under the premise of inhumanity, Liu Huanzhi used the rhino horn as a substitute for the symbol of his male surname due to his distorted empathy mentality, and in the first two crimes, he used the rhino horn to ravage the victim and smeared meat jelly to simulate J liquid to satisfy his perverted pleasure.

Because of the accident in the carriage, the rhino horn of the heavenly pattern was broken, Liu Huanzhi's psychology was greatly stimulated, and the substitute for the male body in his subconscious was destroyed, and there is no doubt that this blow was almost as painful for him as the first time he found that he could not be humane.

It has long been inhumane, and the substitute he has found and helped him psychologically successfully "possess" two (maybe not only, not excluding his own maid ring, etc., but not killed by him) The rhino horns of the female surname have been destroyed again, Liu Huan must have been extremely depressed, and subconsciously has despaired of recovering the ability of the male surname.

Therefore, his mentality when he committed the crime for the third time changed from possession to destruction, and the scars under the corpse that Qin Lin saw were the remnants of this tyrannical mentality.

At the same time, he lost the tools of the crime and used a stick that was broken casually, and he subconsciously no longer thought that he could successfully "possess" the female surname, so he had to vent his anger by sabotage.

Then at this time, it is completely meaningless to use meat jelly - even the rhino horn, which symbolizes the male surname, has been damaged, and it is not ridiculous to leave the meat jelly representing J liquid? The more paranoid serial murderers are, the more they pay attention to this kind of "logic" that is difficult for ordinary people to understand, and Liu Huanzhi is naturally no exception.

Qin Lin told these inferences, although there is no evidence of a real surname, but before Liu Huanzhi was a participant in the Yanziji Poetry Society, and all the conditions met the pre-demarcated suspect circle, and now a logical chain has been formed between the elements of rhino horn - Mr. Horn - rhino horn damage - change in the modus operandi of the third case, it can be said that the suspicion has been firmly locked on Liu Huanzhi!

"That's not right," Lu Yuanzhi rubbed his fleshy chin and blinked his eyes: "Miss Yin, who was the victim of the second case, didn't she say that she had accused Liu Huanzhi's poems of being empty in the poetry club?" ”

Xu Xinyi was the first to jump up: "Fat stupid!" Do you want girls to say who they like? We didn't think about it at the time, but now that we think about it, it's obvious that Miss Yin wants to attract Liu Huanzhi's attention! ”

Qin Lin nodded: "Yes, sometimes the more girls say they hate someone, the more they actually like someone." Miss Yin, whose identity is relatively marginal, has a surname and is introverted and sensitive, so she must be using this to attract Liu Huanzhi's attention. ”

Xu Xinyi listened to the drums in his heart: The more you say you hate someone, the more you actually like whom, Qin Lin, don't have something to say, right? How does it sound like Miss Ben?

Lu Fatzi was still clutching his hair in distress, and his fat face was wrinkled: "But I still haven't figured it out, this guy Liu Huanzhi has been drilling in Qinglou all the time, and he didn't find anything wrong with him when he investigated Qinglou a while ago!" Anyway, if he is a heavenly eunuch, why do he drill into the pile of women all day long......"

Wang Shiqi wanted to say something, but Qin Lin waved his hand.

Can't you visit the Qinglou in the sky? The eunuchs are still prostitutes, the first eunuch in the palace is still "eating" with the palace maid, and there are also big eunuchs outside the palace who have married three wives and four concubines!

As for why he didn't find out, Qin Lin reminded: "Do you remember what he said when we first saw Liu Huanzhi in Zuifeng Tower?" ”

Lu Fatzi's eyes suddenly became bright and bright: "He, he said he was just here to talk about poetry!" ”

Herein lies the problem!

Qin Lin sent people to investigate the Qinglou like a sieve, collecting information about those who had special hobbies, especially paying attention to the sons and brothers who participated in the Jinling Poetry Club.

As everyone knows, Liu Huanzhi is indeed as he advertised, he really went to the Qinglou to talk about poetry and literature with the celebrities, and did not stay overnight, of course, others will not know what is special about him, so he escaped the dragnet investigation some time ago.

"Let's go, let's go to Liu's house", Qin Linyin smiled and bared his teeth: "Investigate the carriage of Grand Prince Liu, as well as his physical condition, I think there will be unexpected gains from others, hehe~~"

Wang Shiqi frowned: "He shouldn't be at home, he is going to the poetry meeting early this morning, the younger brother is worried about the case, and he can't see his face, so he didn't go......"

What, today is the son of the poetry club? Qin Lin's face changed suddenly, he didn't care about the new poetry club at all, and only after Wang Shiqi reminded him that it was indeed today.

Zhang Zixuan is in danger! Qin Lin turned around and left.

(To be continued)