Leng Yi handed the big seal to Zhuo Qiaoniang, and said with his hands behind his back: "This county traveled with his wife, but he encountered a snowstorm, so he came to your temple and encountered this murder again, and it happened to find out." Looking at the fat man, he said wisely: "Now, can you tell the county?" ”

The fat man nodded wisely and said, "Yes, of course." The little monk and the younger brother Mingjing both found out that it was past the time for breakfast, and it was almost time for the morning class, so we ......"

"Wait!" Leng Yi waved his hand and said, "Are you two the only ones who found out what happened?" ”

"yes!"

"That's good," Leng Yi said to the eyebrows, "You go to the courtyard!" Wait a minute, the county will ask you individually! In order to verify the confessions of both of you. ”

Hanging eyebrows Mingjing hurriedly agreed, and retreated to the other side of the backyard, and the distance was on the white step. Leng Yi said wisely to the fat man: "Okay, you can say it." Be quieter. ”

The fat man wisely agreed, and said, "Mingjing and I are hungry, so let's go to the kitchen to see what's going on, why haven't we eaten for a long time." We came to the door, pushed the door, and it seemed to be tied from the inside. Mingjing shouted loudly: 'Hey! Mingyuan, why don't you have dinner yet? What are you doing behind closed doors? Is it a person hiding in a room to steal delicious food? We both banged on the door and shouted, the door did not open, there was no movement inside, we felt strange, we went to the window and wanted to open the window, and found that the window was also closed, so we slapped the window and called, still there was no sound, we both felt that something was wrong, so we stabbed the window paper with our fingers and looked inside, only to find that the chef Mingyuan was lying on the ground motionless. We shouted loudly, but we didn't see him move, and we panicked. He slammed the door open, rushed in, and found that he was out of breath. So we ran and called the abbot. ”

Leng Yi walked behind the door and saw that the latch had been broken, and the break was very new, obviously it had just been broken. On closer inspection, it was a two-sided door, with a long latch through the latch frame to latch the door, and a latch underneath that could be used to secure a door in the back. But now it has also been broken, and judging from the traces of the break, it has just been broken. The fracture is consistent with the sign of breakage.

Judging from the broken marks of the latch and latch, the fat man Wise and Eyebrow Mingjing were not lying, and they did come in by slamming open the door. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to form such traces.

Leng Yi called Mingjing aside and asked what happened, which was similar to what the fat man said wisely.

Leng Yi began to focus on the autopsy, whether the deceased died by suicide, homicide, or accident, this must first be clarified before deciding what to do next.

The corpse was lying on its back, and there was a pool of blood on the bluestone slab at the back of the corpse's head, because the two stoves in the room were burning and the temperature was relatively high, so although it was freezing outside, the blood did not freeze.

Leng Yi conducted a detailed physical examination of the deceased, and except for the suspected blunt force trauma to the back of the head, there were no other injuries, and there were no signs of suffocation death such as choking or strangulation.

Leng Yi walked to the stove and uncovered the steamer, which was steaming three layers of somen steamed buns. In another large cauldron was a pot full of hot water, already boiling and steaming.

Leng Yi stood next to him and touched his chin, thinking about it, for a long time, he called the abbot in and said, "Master thinks, how did this Mingyuan die?" ”

"This ......, the old man is stupid, so please ask the old man to see it."

"Stupid?" Leng Yi smiled, "The master is actually very smart. ”

"The old man praised it falsely."

"No, I'm telling the truth." Leng Yi said: "To be able to deal with the murder like the abbot master so calmly when he found out about the murder, and also know that calling me, who seemed to be an outsider at the time, to testify, this must be very calm to do, just from this point, I know that the master is not a dull person." ”

Abbot Juehui smiled, a little reluctantly.

Leng Yi looked at him and said, "Since the master insists that he doesn't know, then the county will give the master a reason." -- There are no more than three types of murders: suicide, homicide, and accident. Chef Mingyuan was fine at night. The place where he died, his workplace again, he was preparing breakfast for everyone again, and the place where he fell was a chopping board, with tofu on it. Your breakfast should be steamed buns and tofu brain, right? If he wanted to commit suicide, how could he do it casually? Even if you want to make a good impression on everyone and make another ton of breakfast, then you should finish it! How could you commit suicide halfway through? Moreover, if he committed suicide, it would be too strange to fall back and hit his head against the slate. Therefore, the possibility of suicide can be basically ruled out at present. ”

Jue Hui nodded frequently and exclaimed: "The eldest master has analyzed the Tao at the head, which makes people suddenly open!" ”

Leng Yi smiled, and then said: "The biggest impression is that he died in an accident, indeed, the kitchen doors and windows are locked, outsiders can't get in at all, and he didn't commit suicide, so the most likely is of course an accident." Judging from the circumstances at the time of death, it was also very accidental. However, it is unlikely that he fell and hit his head on the ground and died, for the simple reason of being aware of his sleeves, which were stained with tofu on the forearms, and that the tofu on the board was partially crushed. That's proof that he threw himself forward on the board, crushed the tofu, and then poured it on his back. And if you slip under your feet, you should fall directly backwards, and it is impossible to fall backwards after crushing the tofu! ”

Juehui nodded frequently and said, "The eldest master sees it so accurately!" ”

Leng Yi continued: "So, if Mingyuan dies in an accident, he should have a sudden illness!" --Mingyuan was standing in front of the board and making breakfast, when suddenly, some kind of hidden disease in his body attacked, such as a brain or heart disease. He immediately felt dizzy and weak, and then threw himself forward, and then he fell on his back, and the back of his head hit the ground of the bluestone slab, and he died. ”

Speaking of this, he stared at Abbot Juehui for a long time before he said slowly: "What does the master think?" ”

Jue Hui twisted her beard, looked at him, and then looked at the monks gathered around the door, but did not speak.

The fat man wisely praised: "It's so well said, it's like it's forbidden to see it with your own eyes!" That's right, that's it, this kid must have suddenly fallen ill, and when he fell, he hit his head on the bluestone slab and died! That's it, that's right! ――You're right? He looked at the other monks.

The others just looked at him with strange eyes and didn't speak.

Leng Yi said: "This county knows why you don't speak, because you know that Mingyuan is in good health, he has never had any serious illness, and it is impossible to suddenly have such an illness." So this reasoning is unreasonable from your point of view. Right? ”

Abbot Juehui smiled and nodded, feeling that it was inappropriate to smile at this time. Quickly restrained his smile again.

Leng Yi said: "Although some people usually look very healthy, they will suddenly become ill, and there are also people who can quickly lose consciousness due to acute diseases. However, I am not going to find out if there is such a disease, because there are several doubts that cannot be explained by this hypothesis that he fell ill and died, making such a speculation basically impossible! ”

As soon as they heard this, the monks at the door all looked at the fat man with a bit of sarcasm. He smiled awkwardly and asked, "Master, what's the suspicion here?" ”

Leng Yi didn't answer, but asked, "After you found the body, did you move the body?" ”

"Nope!" The fat man said with certainty. Mingjing also nodded: "He was like this at the time, we didn't move, and after finding out that he was not angry, we immediately ran to call the abbot." ”

"Very good," Leng Yi glanced at the abbot again, "Then master, have you moved the corpse since you came?" ”

Abbot Juehui shook his head and said, "No, absolutely not, after finding out that Mingyuan was dead, Lao Qu simply asked about the situation, and Mingkong went to call you." ”

"That means this pose is the original posture of the deceased?"

All three nodded slowly.

"Then the suspicion found in this county can be established.!"