Li Canghai nodded, the papers he picked up also had some poems written on them, and they all described some things that happened in the wind and snow, and it didn't seem to have any clues.

"Why did Hongmei choose to commit suicide at this time?" Zhang Wenyuan looked at Hongmei's cold corpse, stomped his feet, and scolded hatefully.

Li Canghai glanced at him, Hongmei's death didn't seem to have any effect on him, all he cared about was the bloody disaster that Li Canghai said.

Hongmei didn't die sooner or later, but she committed suicide when she started building Baihualou, doesn't this verify what Li Canghai said, that field can't be moved?

Li Canghai frowned in disgust, his concubine died, not only did he not feel the slightest sadness, but he was worried about his Baihualou, such an indifferent person made him gain knowledge.

However, disgust is disgust, and in the face of the murder, Li Canghai still has a priority.

Judging by all the signs at the scene, this was a suicide.

But what puzzled Li Canghai was that the deceased did not seem to have a reason to commit suicide.

From the conversation between the woman in blue and other female dependents, it can be seen that the deceased did not have any abnormalities during his lifetime, and it stands to reason that he should not commit suicide suddenly.

And what puzzled him the most was that the deceased committed suicide, why did he take 'Aoxue Hanmeitu' with him?

The scene was messy, and it seemed that the deceased was holding the 'Aoxue Hanmei' to admire it before his death, but he suddenly went crazy, and then destroyed everything in the room, and then hung up Bai Aya and hanged himself.

"How can this painting be so magical? Can confuse people's minds? Conan walked over, took the painting in his hand, and looked at it carefully.

Li Canghai didn't speak, he supported his chin with his right hand, and after scanning the messy room, he pushed the wooden wheelchair cart and walked directly below Bai Aya.

Under the beam of the room where Bai Aya was, there was a half-foot-high mahogany round stool.

Li Canghai thought for a while, helped up the mahogany round stool, and then put it under the white silk, he compared the distance between the white silk and the round stool, and suddenly said: "Brother Nan, look here!" ”

Conan was looking at the 'Aoxue Hanmeitu', when he heard Li Canghai's shout, he hurriedly walked over, he looked at Bai Aya and the round stool, and suddenly said in surprise: "How can this be?" ”

Li Canghai frowned, and said with a solemn face: "The stool is half a foot high, and the beam to the ground is about ten feet, and the white silk is more than three feet, which means that there is still a distance of six and a half feet between the white silk and the round stool." ”

Conan looked at the corpse lying next to him, and then said: "The deceased is less than six feet tall, even if he stands on a round bench, there should be a gap of half a foot from Bai Aya, and this half foot gap is not enough for the deceased's neck to hang on Bai Aya, that is to say, ......." ”

"It's a homicide! And not suicide! Li Canghai said deeply.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

"What? You said that Hongmei did not commit suicide, but he killed? This...... How is this possible? Zhang Wenyuan glared and said in surprise.

Conan nodded and explained to everyone, "The deceased is less than six feet tall, but there is a distance of six and a half feet between Bai Aya and the wooden stool, and even if the deceased steps on the stool, his neck cannot reach Bai Aya. Therefore, she did not commit suicide, but killed him! ”

Zhang Wenyuan's brows tightened, twisted into a 'Chuan' word, he shook his head and said: "This is impossible, Hongmei has always been well-behaved, and there is no enmity with people, how can anyone want to kill her?" ”

Li Canghai thought for a moment and said, "Zhang Yuanwai, who was the first person to discover the deceased?" ”

Zhang Wenyuan said: "It's a maid, she is Hongmei's maid, she came to bring breakfast to Hongmei this morning, and after knocking for a long time, she didn't see the door open, so she looked through the crack in the door, but found that Hongmei had been hanged on the beam of this room." ”

"Outside, please send someone to guard the room, no one is allowed to enter, and the rest of the people go out with me, I have something to ask." Li Canghai said.

Zhang Wenyuan nodded, immediately asked the family to guard the room, and then left here with his family and Li Canghai.

Coming to a pavilion in the courtyard, Li Canghai looked at the people in front of him.

Except for those maidservants, these people can be said to be the most important people in the Zhang family at the moment.

There are three men and four women, namely Zhang Wenyuan, Yu Chengen, Ueda Takashi, and Zhang Wenyuan's four concubines.

"Now that there has been a murder, I want to know what you were doing from last night to this morning?" Li Canghai's eyes swept over everyone and said.

Ueda Takashi snorted a little unhappily and said, "What do you mean by this?" Could it be that you suspect that it was me who killed Brother Zhang's concubine? ”

Li Canghai didn't speak yet, but Yu Chengen said with a smile: "Mr. Ueda, Brother Li is also trying to find out the truth, and he didn't say that we killed someone, so why should you be angry?" ”

Zhang Wenyuan frowned, and said with a gloomy face: "If Hongmei commits suicide, I can ignore it." But if he kills, I'll have to take care of it! The woman who dares to kill me Zhang Wenyuan is against me Zhang Wenyuan! I can't spare him! ”

Yu Chengen thought for a while and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll say it first." After last night's banquet, I went back to my room to sleep, but because I had drunk too much wine, my internal organs were like fire, so I ran to the door and vomited. After vomiting, I accidentally fell asleep against the door frame, but the maid Liangchen saw me, helped me into the house, made me some sobering soup, and stayed in my room to take care of me until dawn. ”

"When was that?" Li Canghai asked.

"Well, I can't remember the exact time, but it should have been around the ugly hour." Yu Chengen said.

Li Canghai nodded, and he asked Ueda Takashi, "Mr. Ueda, where were you last night?" ”

Ueda Takashi clasped his hands in his sleeves and hummed, "Naturally, I slept in the room, otherwise where else could I go?" ”

"Mr. Ueda is sleeping all night? Never left? Li Canghai asked.

Ueda Takashi glared at him and said unhappily: "What, you don't believe me?" Do you want me to find someone to prove it? ”

Li Canghai stared at him for a while, and said lightly: "Mr. Ueda has someone to prove, that is naturally excellent." ”

"How can this be true? When you sleep, do you have to find someone to watch you? Ueda Takashi said indignantly.

"So, Mr. Ueda doesn't have any witnesses?" Li Canghai touched his chin and said.

"No is nothing!" Ueda Takashi is angry and ruins the tunnel.

Li Canghai looked him up and down, and the corners of his mouth rose to reveal a strange smile.

Ueda Takashi looked at the smile on the corner of his mouth and shuddered involuntarily.

"Now it's my turn, I slept in Azhu's room last night, and I never left the room from childhood until early morning." Zhang Wenyuan said without hesitation.

The woman's face turned red instantly, and she lowered her head and said, "That's true, the master and I slept in the same bed, and we didn't get up until the family brought breakfast." (To be continued.) )