I didn't expect this Li ...... The third son of the Li family would still say that? Red Bean sighed.

The son of the Pei family who came to deliver the invitation suddenly came to the door, which really startled them, and what scared them even more was the reason why he came to the door. Li Sangongzi said that Qiao Ran was thoughtful and had a talent for judging cases...... It's just that he fell down before he could finish speaking, which startled a few people in the house, and Ah Sheng was more anxious to rush down the mountain to find the doctor, but fortunately, there was a burst of snoring after a while. It turned out that this Pei Gongzi had not closed his eyes all night and was tired.

After a rush meeting, Ah Sheng and Qiao Shu helped carry the son of the Pei family who suddenly came to the door to rest, and only Qiao Ran and Hongdou were talking in the house for a while.

"I don't know if I really have the talent to solve cases," Qiao Ran shook her head and said, "But I know one thing, that is, everyone is very busy right now, and I ......" she pointed to herself, "I'm idle!" ”

It turned out that it was because he was idle, and this answer made Hongdou a little disappointed, and muttered: "I still think that Miss Li Sangongzi looks down on Miss Gao, so I was entrusted with a heavy responsibility......"

"So it's better to be my master." Ah Sheng, who placed Pei Xizhi, walked in, said "Miss Qiao" to Qiao Ran, and stood aside.

One sent a guard who could help chop wood and fetch water, and the other sent trouble.

Red Bean rolled her eyes, noncommittal. After being quiet for a moment, he said to Qiao Ran: "Miss, the slave still hasn't hidden the painting well, so it's better to hide it in another place?" ”

It's really going to hide eight hundred times a day, Qiao Ran chuckled lightly and nodded: "Then hand over the painting to the red bean, you have to hide it." ”

Hongdou "eh", happily flipped out the picture scroll from the box under the bed, thought about it, and went out with the painting.

"Where is she going to take the painting?" Qiao Shu, who came in from the outside, saw Hongdou happily running out with the scroll in his arms, and was a little surprised.

Qiao Ran shook her head: "It's nothing to do these days, the red beans are out of character, it's good to find something to do." ”

Tibetan paintings are also a thing.

Qiao Shu retracted his gaze, walked to the table and sat down, and asked Qiao Ran: "Is that Jiang Shanchang's death suicide?" ”

"The post-mortem results are nothing wrong." Qiao Ran said, paused, and asked Qiao Shu, "Do you also like this Jiang Shanchang?" ”

Qiao Shu shook his head: "I don't like to paint, I just listen...... I've heard of it. ”

The people around Qiao Shu would often talk about Jiang Shanchang, and there was only one person on his lips.

Zhao Wen.

Speaking of Zhao Wen, Qiao Ran remembered the poem again.

Flowing water and flowers go in spring, heaven and earth. Is it a coincidence?

"It's not just Jiang Shanchang," Pei Xizhi stepped in from outside the door before he was placed, but he didn't think about it for a while, and he woke up by himself.

"Feng Yuan is also dead, dead in the painting boat on the Qinhuai River."

……

"The results are in?" Zhen Shiyuan only felt that at this time, he was really living like a year, but the two of them were unhurried, and he couldn't urge them.

Niu Qizuo paused when he heard this, and hurriedly asked a few words about Feng Qizuo, and then nodded and said, "Almost, my lord, it should be drowned." ”

"Drowned?" Zhen Shiyuan was stunned for a moment and looked into the cabin, although it had been nearly two hours since they arrived, he would not forget what he saw when he first came.

The cabin was clean and clean, there was no water stain, the robe on Feng Yuan's body was the one they wore when they saw it yesterday, it was also clean and tidy at this time, there was no sign of entering the water, and it was actually said that he was drowned?

"How is that possible?" Zhen Shiyuan muttered.

"If you think my two of you are not good, No, I will give you something!" Feng Qizuo pushed his bamboo box towards Zhen Shiyuan, "You come to check!" ”

Choked a Yifu Yin so unceremoniously, Niu Chengzuo's eyes flashed: so hard, it really made him envious.

Zhen Shiyuan choked on Feng Zuo, and was about to have a seizure, but when he thought of the identity of the other party, and he was from Dali Temple, he coughed twice, and revealed it: "This official just thinks it's strange, this is a bit unreasonable, how can it be that there is not even a little water stain on his body when he is drowning?" ”

Even if the river is windy and dry, not to mention how long it takes to dry naturally, even if it is really air-dried, it is impossible not to leave the slightest sign on the dry robe, and it is impossible to be so proper.

"Tub." A voice rang out from outside.

Zhen Shiyuan looked up, and there were two people standing outside the hatch looking here. Coincidentally, he still knows both of them. One is the son of the Pei family, and the other is Miss Qiao, who I just met not long ago and sued an old case in his court.

He didn't think it was strange that the son of the Pei family appeared here, but how could this Miss Qiao appear here?

"Yes, Tub!" Feng Yuanzuo, who was looking down at Feng Yuan, raised his head suddenly when he heard this, and exclaimed, "Why didn't I think of it?" ”

The word "bath bucket" was mentioned by none other than Miss Qiao.

"There are no traces on the robe, and the clothes on this Feng Yuan are not everywhere, they are very exquisite, it is obviously impossible to change a new dress temporarily, not to mention, there are traces of moss on the soles of his shoes, I heard that he also went up the mountain to see Jiang Shanchang yesterday, then this moss was left at that time, so this clothing should be Feng Yuan's own." Feng Qizuo looked at Qiao Ran with shiny eyes, "Miss Qiao is right, the only possibility is that Feng Yuan was drowned when he was not wearing clothes, so it seems that Feng Yuan was very likely to be in the bathtub when he was drowned." ”

"It seems that this surnamed Feng was really happy last night, and he died before he had time to be happy," Feng Qizuo turned over the base of Feng Yuan's thigh with a tweezer-like thing in his hand, "The murderer is very likely to be a woman from the Qinglou." ”

"Even if she is not a Qinglou woman, she should be a woman who pays great attention to makeup," Qiao Ran said, her gaze fell on Feng Yuan's arms, "Her nails are very long. ”

"Not bad, not bad." Feng Yu nodded again and again, and the look of satisfaction on his face became more and more obvious, "Miss Qiao's conclusion coincides with the results of the autopsy of the two of us, Feng Yuan has traces left by the long armor on the crook of his arm, and it is very likely that there is more than one person who did it." ”

This Feng Yuan is around forty, although he is a weak scholar, but he is also capable and has a clear texture, even if he is not a practitioner, an ordinary woman is not his opponent at all. So even if it is an ordinary Qinglou woman who is not guarded, but if she is pressed into the bathtub and drowned, a woman estimates that it is impossible to do it.

"Miss Qiao, why are you here?" The two of them are really happy to say one sentence at a time, but they put his mansion aside and finally took a gap Zhen Shiyuan hurriedly asked.

How could a woman who had nothing to do with the case go freely to the scene of the murder?

Only then did Pei Xizhi speak: "Lord Zhen, I asked Miss Qiao to write a lawsuit for me. "Dead people naturally have to write a lawsuit, although before the murderer is found, the lawsuit does not know who to sue, but even if the murderer cannot be found, the complaint should still be written.

Jiang Shanchang's parents have died, and he has been alone for most of his life, leaving no son and half a daughter, so it is natural for his students to write the lawsuit. Pei Xizhi, as Jiang Shanchang's protégé and one of the few people who know about this matter now, is naturally the most suitable candidate.

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