Chapter 13: Maybe
Li Changbo was still calm, but the others always felt that they had a big knife hanging from their necks, and they were inexplicably cold.
If there is pressure, there is motivation, anyway, everyone in Chang'an County is riveting now.
Fu Shiyi's pancake business was so good all of a sudden: everyone bought it and left, and there was no nonsense.
In the past, there was a little left, but today it was sold out early: no way, after staying up all night, everyone is starving to death!
Fu Shiyi didn't leave after cleaning up the stall, but slowly paced to the door of the county office, and smiled at the porter: "Help me pass it on?" I'd like to meet with Li County. β
The concierge experienced yesterday, and he was numb, and he didn't ask for any money, so he went in and reported it directly.
Not long after, Li Changbo came out with two big dark circles under his eyes.
It's just that even so, it doesn't affect Li Changbo's handsome and beautiful appearance.
It's even a little distressing to watch.
Fu Shiyi felt that he had found a reason for himself. So there was still some hesitation, but it was said very smoothly and naturally: "I'll check it for you." β
Li Changbo stared at Fu Shiyi, and didn't look away until a few breaths passed.
It wasn't until Fu Shiyi was a little uncomfortable that he leisurely refused: "You are not from the Yamen." β
Miscellaneous people, etc., cannot touch the case.
Pay for a ......
"But you can talk about your guesses." Li Changbo looked calm, "This official will adopt it as appropriate." β
Listen, how righteous and reasonable.
Fu Shiyi felt that if he opened his mouth, he would be a little cheap: this person is not in a hurry at all, hey!
Of course, Fu Shiyi was indeed more anxious than him, so he endured it silently.
Fu Shiyi took a deep breath to calm down, and quickly reminded: "Check if there are any people who are particularly good at using knives among the people who interact with Qiao Niang." Whether it's a butcher or an executioner, check it all. β
"In addition, that person is about seven feet eight or nine tall. Buildable. Not too skinny. β
Fu Shiyi was about to continue, but Leng Buding was interrupted by Li Changbo: "Why? β
Fu Shiyi was displeased: "I'll ask next time I'll finish speaking." β
Such an interruption would break her train of thought.
Li Changbo was silent.
Only then did Fu Shiyi realize his current identity, so he coughed and explained in detail: "The angle of the wound is tilted, and it must be from top to bottom." People of different heights will have a slightly different wound angle. The wound on Qiao Niang's neck is particularly uplifted-"
Li Changbo was self-taught: "So that person must be much taller than her." β
"Yes." Fu Shi nodded and admitted: "In addition, the wound is neat, and the eye gouging out is also neat, and there is no trace of hesitation, or traces of mending the knife - it can be seen that the murderer is very skilled in this area." β
Skilled?
Li Changbo looked at Fu Shiyi thoughtfully.
Fu Shi didn't look at him: "It's not me, although I am also skilled, but Chen Qiaoniang is taller than me." I had to step on a stool unless I stepped on itβand Qiao Niang never let me go to her bedroom. β
For some reason, Li Changbo had a particularly graphic sense of the sentence of stepping on a stool to kill someone, and then suddenly wanted to laugh a little.
So Li Changbo cleared his throat.
Fu Shiyi also paused when he had something to say.
It's just that he didn't move for a long time, so he looked at him suspiciously.
Li Changbo seemed to be paralyzed, and his expression did not move at all.
Fu Shiyi continued: "Actually, it's best to ask Liu Dalang if there is anything unusual when he goes home. I think that if the timing is really so coincidental, then he and the murderer must be the front and back. Even ......"
This speculation is purely personal conjecture, and there is no evidence to rely on, so Fu Shiyi didn't say anything.
Li Changbo waited for a while, and when he saw that there was no movement, he didn't even ask, but nodded: "I know." You have a point. β
"Also, at night, the patrolmen are now removed from there. Stay safe at night. β
After saying this, Li Changbo actually said goodbye and returned to the yamen, without a word of unnecessary discussion.
Fu Shiyi stood in place, always feeling a little desolate.
However, it makes sense, is it adopted?
There are still no patrols......
Fu Shiyi thought for a while, and went back with his things.
That night, Fu Shiyi's stove began to boil soup, Aunt Xie also turned off the lights and fell asleep, and Fu Shiyi quietly went out of his yard again.
The night is as cool as water.
And the moonlight is translucent.
So it's a good weather for thieves.
Unfortunately, as soon as the thief arrived at his destination, he saw someone standing there, not carrying a lantern, standing in the shadows waiting for him.
Fu Shirao was bold, but his heart still burst out.
So Fu Shiyi couldn't hold back, lowered his voice and mocked: "Li Xianling can't sleep at night?" Hanging out in the middle of the night? β
Li Changbo's expression did not move at all: "I have to stare at you." β
It is very righteous and awe-inspiring.
Pay for a .......
Didn't you call me?
Why is it like being forced now!
Who's helping whom?!
Fu Shiyi wanted to turn around and leave.
Li Changbo had already pushed open the door with a "squeak": "Let's go." In half a minute, the watchman will come. β
Pay for one and have to keep up.
I don't know if it's an illusion or psychological factors, Fu Shiyi always feels that this courtyard is more bleak than what he saw a few days ago.
As soon as Fu Shi stepped into the scene, he unconsciously adjusted his state.
All the distracting thoughts were cleaned up, the hands and feet were neat, and even the breathing was kept calm at a uniform speed-
Li Changbo couldn't help but glance sideways.
This time, Fu Shiyi walked straight towards the bedroom.
The blood stains on the ground still hadn't been cleared, but had turned a dark red because of all this time.
There was no more blood in the air, but there was an indescribable rancid smellβ
If no one cleans it, the things in these blood will inevitably deteriorate. Add to that the fact that something starts to rot if it is left out for a long time β this means that the microbes are starting to work.
Bypassing the bloodstains and entering the house, Fu Shiyi first stood at the door and looked at it for a long time, and then gently walked over to the edge of the bed.
Then asked Li Changbo a question: "Li County Order, you said, what if Qiao Niang got up and folded the quilt after Liu Dalang went out for the first time that day?" β
Li Changbo understood what she meant in seconds, and answered quietly: "Then it means that she has slept on the bed with someone again." β
"Only in this way can we explain why she happened in the dormitory." Fu Shiyi stepped forward and looked carefully at the bed.
And sure enough, on the sheet, I found a little yellowing mark - seriously, if it weren't for so many days, maybe it might not be obvious.
It was a trace of some indescribable bodily fluid.