"I'm in a bad mood?" Zhao Jin inexplicably pointed to his nose and asked, how could he be in a bad mood, he had a good day today, there was nothing to make him feel bad, and now it was no stars and no moon!

Long Xi nodded affirmatively, stood up and patted the ashes on his body, pointed to the well and said: "The water from this well has the effect of treating bad mood, you can enjoy it as you like, I hope you are happy every day, I will go to sleep first." ”

After speaking, she left without looking back, and lamented in her heart: After reading the handsome guy, her mood has not improved, this case is really tricky!

Zhao Jin was stunned and looked at the water scoop used by Long Xi, frowning and thinking about it again and again, she was sure what she thought in her heart, this water scoop seemed to be the water scoop she used to wash the yellow bucket every day, not the water scoop she usually scooped up.

Gongsun Wuming (Yan Lichuan) looked at Long Xi's distant back stupidly, and thought: Sure enough, it's the little dragon girl, she is naughty again!

Long Xi fell asleep soon after returning to the room, and when she opened her eyes again, it was already the middle of the next day, and it was time for her to get up and fall into the yellow spot.

Enduring the stench that could almost stun her, she dragged the wooden bucket to the sink at the door to prepare for a wash, and when she fetched water, she always felt that the wooden scoop was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember why it was familiar, it was obviously something that she used every day, what was familiar or not.

After secretly reproaching herself for her suspicions, she dragged a bucket full of water to the back door, and an out of breath voice sounded behind her: "Little Brother Song, Mr. Zhu Xian asked me to call you over!"

"Ah, what's the matter? Long Xi put down the bucket and turned around, and found that the person who came was wearing a soap-colored official uniform, which was the dress of the county magistrate. Long Xi remembered him, as if his name was Chen Yu.

"Xu Ju is dead!Mr. Zhu has already rushed to the place where the incident occurred, and he wants me to come over and call you to go too!" Chen Yu stroked his chest to stabilize his breath and said hurriedly.

Xu Ju died? Long Xi was shocked. This person is the owner of the dye workshop who met Wei Ting, he has only been back to Juxin County for only two days, how did he die!

It seems that Wei Ting's death is not a simple murder case, there is definitely a hidden secret, and Xu Ju's death is the follow-up!

"Take me quickly!" Long Xi threw away the bucket and shouted at Chen Yu, "Quick, quick!"

Xu Ju was found dead in his room, and his wife and children went back to his parents' house that night to celebrate his father-in-law's birthday. His wife thought that there were too many accounts, and he didn't have time to come, so he didn't think much about it, but who knew that when he came back early in the morning, he found that he was dead in his room.

When the two arrived, the official had already blocked the entire Zhao Mansion, Zhu Xingyi was doing a preliminary examination of the corpse, and quickly separated everyone from the house, Xu Ju's wife Zhao Lin was crying breathlessly in the corridor, and a young man with clear eyebrows was full of panic, but he still comforted Zhao Lin calmly, it should be Xu Ju's son Zhao Kaizhi.

To Long Xi's surprise, Mo Kunlun was actually there, standing at the door frowning and watching Zhu Xingyi's autopsy. Seeing her coming, he just glanced at her lightly and did not speak.

She calmed down, and when she saw that Zhu Xingyi was inspecting the corpse, she turned her head and asked Xie Zhufeng: "Before you came, apart from Zhao Lin and Zhao Kaizhi, who else had been here?"

Although Xie Zhifeng didn't want to deal with her, he also knew that she was the person who Zhu Xingyi called, so it was inconvenient to be too repulsive, so he said impatiently: "Only Zhao Laosi, the old housekeeper of Zhao Mansion, has come." ”

Long Xi nodded, and turned his gaze back to the room, where Mo Kunlun was whispering to someone who looked like an assistant. She looked at the location of the corpse and found that the way of death was actually the same as Wei Ting's, with a dagger about five inches long stuck in her abdomen, and her expression was terrified. There are no obvious traces of a fight in the room, and there are no traces of damage to the doors and windows, it is very likely that the murderer is someone who is familiar with Xu Ju, and unlike Wei Ting, there are two teacups on the table, and it seems that someone has tasted tea here.

Teacups?Long Xi had the scene of the inn in his mind, the doors and windows were not damaged, and there were no traces of a fight, so did Wei Ting drink tea with someone who came?

A flash of light flashed through her, and she suddenly understood why it felt a little strange to think back to the previous scene when she saw this scene.

Because there was one less cup on the table at that scene!

There were only five cups on the table over there, including the one that had been taken out of the tray, and here there were six. At first, she only thought that it was originally five cups, but she didn't expect to see the same tea set here as the inn's Tianzi room!

So where did the sixth cup in the inn go?

The two died in such a similar way, and the dates of death were so close, that it was impossible not to make people feel connected. Thinking that Mo Kunlun is not a straw bag, he must also know this truth, and the crime of tolerance should be washed away.

The question now is, was the murderer's choice to kill these two men coincidental or premeditated, and could there be a third deceased?

The only customer Wei Ting has ever seen in Juxin County is Xu Ju, and now that both of them are dead, is the relationship between them just ordinary business partners?

Long Xi felt that things were getting more and more complicated, and it was far from being as simple as a homicide case.

"Take me quickly!" Long Xi threw away the bucket and shouted at Chen Yu, "Quick, quick!"

Xu Ju was found dead in his room, and his wife and children went back to his parents' house that night to celebrate his father-in-law's birthday. His wife thought that there were too many accounts, and he didn't have time to come, so he didn't think much about it, but who knew that when he came back early in the morning, he found that he was dead in his room.

When the two arrived, the official had already blocked the entire Zhao Mansion, Zhu Xingyi was doing a preliminary examination of the corpse, and quickly separated everyone from the house, Xu Ju's wife Zhao Lin was crying breathlessly in the corridor, and a young man with clear eyebrows was full of panic, but he still comforted Zhao Lin calmly, it should be Xu Ju's son Zhao Kaizhi.

To Long Xi's surprise, Mo Kunlun was actually there, standing at the door frowning and watching Zhu Xingyi's autopsy. Seeing her coming, he just glanced at her lightly and did not speak.

She calmed down, and when she saw that Zhu Xingyi was inspecting the corpse, she turned her head and asked Xie Zhufeng: "Before you came, apart from Zhao Lin and Zhao Kaizhi, who else had been here?"

Although Xie Zhifeng didn't want to deal with her, he also knew that she was the person who Zhu Xingyi called, so it was inconvenient to be too repulsive, so he said impatiently: "Only Zhao Laosi, the old housekeeper of Zhao Mansion, has come." ”

Long Xi nodded, and turned his gaze back to the room, where Mo Kunlun was whispering to someone who looked like an assistant. She looked at the location of the corpse and found that the way of death was actually the same as Wei Ting's, with a dagger about five inches long stuck in her abdomen, and her expression was terrified. There are no obvious traces of a fight in the room, and there are no traces of damage to the doors and windows, it is very likely that the murderer is someone who is familiar with Xu Ju, and unlike Wei Ting, there are two teacups on the table, and it seems that someone has tasted tea here.

Teacups?Long Xi had the scene of the inn in his mind, the doors and windows were not damaged, and there were no traces of a fight, so did Wei Ting drink tea with someone who came?

A flash of light flashed through her, and she suddenly understood why it felt a little strange to think back to the previous scene when she saw this scene.

Because there was one less cup on the table at that scene!

There were only five cups on the table over there, including the one that had been taken out of the tray, and here there were six. At first, she only thought that it was originally five cups, but she didn't expect to see the same tea set here as the inn's Tianzi room!

So where did the sixth cup in the inn go?

The two died in such a similar way, and the dates of death were so close, that it was impossible not to make people feel connected. Thinking that Mo Kunlun is not a straw bag, he must also know this truth, and the crime of tolerance should be washed away.

The question now is, was the murderer's choice to kill these two men coincidental or premeditated, and could there be a third deceased?

The only customer Wei Ting has ever seen in Juxin County is Xu Ju, and now that both of them are dead, is the relationship between them just ordinary business partners?

Long Xi felt that things were getting more and more complicated, and it was far from being as simple as a homicide case.

At this time, Zhu Xingyi had already completed the initial inspection, and was directing several officials to move the corpses, and everyone gave them a debut at the door. Long Xi took a few steps forward and said, "Ziwei, can you let me go in and have a look." ”

"Okay, but be careful not to touch anything. Zhu Xingyi turned sideways and let her walk into the room.

Mo Kunlun glanced at him strangely, he didn't know when he was so familiar with this rude woman, and he knew that even he, his boss and friend, couldn't take a step in the scene of the crime in the past.

Long Xi didn't look anywhere after entering the room, went straight to the table and bent down, staring at the teacup and observing carefully.

In ancient times, it was not possible to measure fingerprints or DNA, which brought great difficulty to solving the case, and it is easy to find out who is the fingerprint on the cup directly extracted in modern times.

Fingerprint?

Since Wei Ting's death, she has been thinking about the matter of extracting fingerprints, this does not require precision instrument analysis, is there any way to extract fingerprints in ancient times, but she didn't expect it to be really thought out by her.

I used to watch the staff of the Criminal Intelligence Division in the TV drama that it was said that it was possible to make fingerprints visible by sprinkling lead powder on places where there might be fingerprints, but because the existing equipment is more simple and accurate, no one uses lead powder anymore.

"Mrs. Zhao, may I ask how many people use this set of tea sets in your house?" Long Xi walked out of the room and stood beside Zhao Lin's side.

Zhao Lin was already crying breathlessly, and he couldn't say the whole thing at all, but although Zhao Kaizhi was flustered and sad, he could still calm down and answer her question: "My father is so clean, he will clean this set of tea sets every day, and there are almost no outsiders in the bedroom, so there are not many people who have used this set of tea sets." ”

Long Xi nodded after receiving this reply, and walked back to the table in the room: "Ziwei, is there any lead powder?"