Chapter 9: The corpse reappears in the back garden

Spicy Jiutian panicked: "Adult, the villain is wronged!" The villain has always worked in the kitchen. Whatever the guests outside ordered, the shopkeeper passed on something, and I just did it. Besides, there is only one pot of tea in the kitchen, and if I put drugs in the pot, how much will I have to put in such a big pot? And if I am drugged in a teapot, let me ask Master, can you determine which pot of tea was given to this Chu Tianpeng? ”

Liu Tianxiong thought for a while and said, "What you said also makes some sense."

The case has been tried here, and the clues have been broken again, to prove that Spicy Jiuxia has been drugged, I am afraid that the interrogation alone will not lead to any results, and only by finding enough evidence can the other party not quibble.

Liu Tianxiong tilted his head to the side, stretched out his right hand and waved it a few times, and said, "Go down, remember, within three days, you must not go out, you must follow the rumor."

"Yes!" Spicy Jiutian got up and withdrew.

The official behind Liu Tianxiong asked puzzledly: "Master, why did you let him go?" If we can't find someone who has drugged, we can't find the real murderer. How can a crime be solved without a real murderer? ”

Liu Tianxiong said to the three officials who followed him: "Our county lord values evidence, but now the evidence is insufficient, and the problem cannot be solved by questioning alone." The three of you, search the inn again and see if you can find any clues. All suspicious persons should be questioned peacefully. Go ahead! ”

"Yes!" The three of them left in response.

Song Ruilong dug up a deceased person in the back garden of the Zhou family's compound.

The deceased was a man in his forties, and although his clothes had been cut by a knife, it could still be judged from the texture and color of his clothes that he had been in good shape during his lifetime.

Song Ruilong's mother, Zhang Meixian, used a post-mortem hook and autopsy forceps to conduct a simple examination of the deceased's body, and then said to Song Ruilong: "The deceased is a man, about in his early forties, and the injuries on his body are all knife wounds, more than 20, distributed on the thighs, arms and back. There were no fatal injuries, he died from blood loss. The time of death was probably yesterday afternoon. Judging from the wounds of the deceased, every knife of the deceased was not fatal, and he could resolve many deadly tricks, which shows that the deceased knew a little about martial arts before his death. ”

Song Ruilong saw that Zhang Meixian was staring at the man's chest, and he was very engaged, his eyes and expression were very weird, so he asked, "My mother, what did you find?" Hurry up! ”

Zhang Meixian stretched out her right hand to block in front of Song Ruilong, and said, "Wait, don't interrupt, let me think about it." ”

Shen Ruilong didn't bother Zhang Meixian, because he knew that in that case, that kind of inspiration could be said to be fleeting, and losing that opportunity might bring great difficulties to solving the case.

Zhang Meixian leaned her head to the man's chest and sniffed it, and said excitedly: "I know, I know." ”

Zhang Meixian's face is like a blooming lotus flower, and she smiles brightly.

Song Ruilong asked eagerly, "Mother, what did you think of?" ”

Zhang Meixian said strangely: "But it's not right, I can be sure what that thing is, but I can't be sure why this man sees that thing as a treasure and has to protect it with his own life." ”

"Arcana." Song Ruilong blurted out, with a happy expression on his face, and said, "Mother, what is this treasure?" ”

Zhang Meixian's eyes rolled, glared at Song Ruilong, and said, "Treasure? Bullshit. It's just an inkstone for grinding ink. There was a smell of ink on his chest, and the clothes on his chest and the skin on his chest were black ink. Do you think an inkstone is worth guarding with his life? You see, his arms and back were almost slashed by the knife, but the skin on his chest was intact. This shows that he did not hand over the treasure before he died. He fled for more than 20 miles before he died. ”

After Zhang Meixian said these words, she threw the autopsy hook and coroner-examiner tongs in her hand into the iron plate held by a servant, and then said to Song Ruilong: "Okay, the autopsy results have been told to you, as for whether that inkstone is a treasure, what is the true identity of this person, and why this person was hunted down, who is the murderer, these are the things that you have to do as a county magistrate." ”

Song Ruilong looked at Huang Qiulian who was standing on the side, and said, "You mean that your master has obtained a treasure, so now the county can conclude that the treasure should be the inkstone on the deceased." This county heard that Master Zhou's Ling Feng Thirteen Palms was learned from calligraphy. His most powerful martial arts is not Ling Feng's Thirteen Palms, but the Desperate Judge Pen. The judge's pen contained thirteen calligraphy moves. Thirteen moves, each one different, each of which can be self-contained, and each of which can launch a deadly attack. People in the rivers and lakes, people who use the judge's pen as a weapon, as long as they can use one of these moves, can take people's lives within ten steps. And your master Zhou Shicheng can use thirteen moves to take people's lives at the same time. Am I right, Mrs. Liu? ”

Huang Qiulian raised her head in surprise and looked at Song Ruilong and said, "Ah! Folk women don't understand what adults say? ”

Song Ruilong said slowly: "You know, Liu Xiang, Liu Woman." Your hands ** I don't know if the trick has been forgotten? ”

Huang Qiulian smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that I still underestimated you, the county magistrate. However, I have forgotten the previous grievances, and I just want to live a peaceful life here with my husband, incognito. It doesn't matter to me what the name is, the martial arts. ”

Song Ruilong said with a straight face: "Your daughter, husband, died overnight, don't you want to avenge them?"

Liu Xiang glanced at Song Ruilong and said, "Isn't there Lord Song here?" I'm just a family member of a victim now, not a charlatan, so Lord Song doesn't have to care about who I used to be. Even if I am a heinous person, the Buddhists have clouds, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. Adults don't ask me about my past. ”

Song Ruilong nodded and said, "What Madame said is reasonable. The county will arrest the murderer in accordance with the law. The county promises that no matter who is involved in the case and has done something illegal or criminal, the county will not tolerate it. ”

Liu Xiang said: "If the magistrate can think like this, it is really a blessing for the people of Ping'an County."

Song Ruilong said to Shen Jing, the deputy head catcher next to him: "Shen head catcher, immediately summon the housekeeper Chen Changsheng to the main hall to reply!"

"Yes!" Shen Jing replied categorically.

The courtyard of the Zhou family compound is very grand and luxurious in Ping'an County, and the furnishings in the main hall of the Zhou family are not surpassed by any one in Ping'an County.

In the middle of the room was a table with a teapot and teacups. Next to the table is a Taishi chair.

Song Ruilong sat on the Taishi chair in the main hall, and the others stood on both sides, as if they were in a public court.

After Shen Jing brought Chen Changsheng into the main hall, Chen Changsheng immediately knelt in front of Song Ruilong, and said, "Little Chen Changsheng has seen Lord Zhixian. I don't know if the county lord summoned the villain, what do you have to ask? ”

Song Ruilong secretly observed Chen Changsheng, he felt that Chen Changsheng was not chaotic in the face of danger, he spoke in an orderly manner, he was really a difficult character to deal with, no wonder Zhou Shicheng would choose him to be Zhou Yuan's housekeeper.

Song Ruilong didn't directly ask about the things in the back garden, but instead asked some household things, and said, "Steward Chen, this county knows that you are loyal to your master." This county wants to ask you, how long have you been following your master? ”

Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "If you go back to the eldest master, the younger one has followed my master since he was eighteen years old, going south and north, and has experienced countless ups and downs. My lord treats me like a brother, and I am grateful to my lord for treating him like a brother. ”

Song Ruilong smiled, as if he was chatting with a friend, and said: "Listening to Steward Chen's tone, Steward Chen should be a talented person, and being a housekeeper in Zhou Yuan is really condescending." ”

Chen Changsheng smiled proudly: "My lord said that he was joking. The little one has read the Four Books and the Five Classics since he was a child, and once took a township exam, however, the little examiner accepted bribes to let a straw bag who didn't learn all day long win the show, and I didn't get anything. I was disheartened and made up my mind not to study literature anymore, but to learn martial arts. ”

Song Ruilong nodded and smiled: "Very good!" What a slave who is heartfelt to harm his master! ”

Chen Changsheng's complexion changed suddenly, and he said, "My lord's words are really unfathomable, which makes the little second monk confused."

Song Ruilong smiled and said, "Steward Chen, don't worry, our game has just begun." You opened the door yesterday morning and saw an injured man, right? ”

Chen Changsheng's face did not change, and said: "Since the adult already knows, the little one doesn't need to hide it for the master." Not bad. Yesterday morning, as soon as I opened the door, I found a man lying in the doorway, covered in blood, dying, and dying. It was I who carried him from the gate to the master's room. After the old man saw that person at that time, he called the famous doctor Bai Xiaosheng to come over to diagnose him, although Bai Xiaosheng's medical skills were superb, but in the end, he still did not save the man. ”

Song Ruilong still can't tell whether what Chen Changsheng said is true or not, but from his eyes, Song Ruilong found that he didn't have the need to lie.

Song Ruilong thought about it, slowly fanned the fan, and said, "You go on, what happened next?"

"Yes!" Chen Changsheng continued: "Originally, this thing of saving people did not save lives, it was like doing good deeds that were not done, we could report to the official, and the official would not bear any legal responsibility. At that time, Bai Xiaosheng also suggested that we report to the official, but my lord refused. ”

"Why?" Song Ruilong asked eagerly.

Chen Changsheng said: "Because my lord has taken a fancy to a rare treasure."

"What kind of treasure is it? It can make you kill each other. Song Ruilong asked angrily.