On the day when the owner of the inn was hacked to death, it happened to be He Keli who rushed over with someone first, pretending to be He Jiu.

At this time, neither of them was in the yamen, and Jian Qing couldn't ask if he wanted to.

In the autopsy report and the records of the investigation at that time, there was no record of this guest in Tianzijian.

That's a big mistake.

But often, it is easy to evaluate a person's work, whether there are mistakes or not, but it is difficult to qualify. It's hard to say whether it's a limited ability or a problem with attitude.

What does the immediate boss think, does he think it is a mistake, how to evaluate it, and how to deal with it?

Even if the characterization is fair and the ruling is made, the losses caused by the mistake may not be recovered.

At this point, this is the case. The guest between the words was very suspicious, but no one noticed it, no one asked, and there was no record of a word.

Jian Qing asked the head of the official team who went to investigate the case with He Keli at that time, named Qian Yi, according to Qian Yi, at that time, He Keli specially asked the people who lived in the inn one by one, and he didn't know what he asked.

"That money boss, how are your legs and feet when you looked at the people who lived in Tianzifang?"

"It's okay to see!" Qian Yi squinted his eyes and recalled for a while, "It's quite rich, and there is a jade pendant hanging on his waist, I heard He Jiu say that it was Hanyu." He Jiu, that person, you know, said that it was a work of robbing tombs, in fact, the ancestors did the work of robbing tombs, a little knowledge, often invited to palm, he said that it was Hanyu, and it was right to estimate it. ”

"You spoke to him? Is it the accent of Sichuan and Shu? ”

"No, I don't know where it came from."

I asked about the case, but I didn't have any information, including my name, place of origin, where I was coming from, and where I was going.

If Jian Qing hadn't chatted with the guys at the inn, she might not have known that there was a person living in Tianzi at that time, and this person might be the murderer.

That night, Jian Qing stayed in the inn where the boss died.

Seeing that Jian Qing was here again, the shopkeeper who had been rewarded by Jian Qing before was particularly attentive, the previous time, he had not introduced himself to Jian Qing, this time he solemnly introduced, "The little one is called Ma San, the guest officer can tell the little one at any time if there is anything, and you are satisfied!" ”

Ma San pushed open the door between the heavens, he was very curious, why Jian Qing, who was wearing a torn sheepskin jacket, stayed in this dead man's inn again and again. However, you can't ask about the guests, he understands this rule.

The sky is very large, about more than 20 square meters, enter the door is a small table of eight immortals, a set of beige glazed porcelain bowl and pot on the table, four round stools, a desk by the window, two high before and after, a pair of blue and white lotus pattern jade pot spring bottles are placed on the several, two handfuls of plum are inserted in the bottle, a brazier is added to the room, the fragrance is baked to be fragrant and fragrant.

An eight-panel Four Seasons Rich vertical screen separates the two sides of the room, and behind it is a lacquered shelf bed, covered with brocade quilts and hung with embroidered curtains.

Jian Qing hadn't eaten dinner yet, Ma San came in to feed her Zhang Luo, and when the meal was set, Jian Qing asked, "Since that day, after the guest from Sichuan and Shu stayed here, no one has stayed here anymore, right?" ”

"Nope!" Ma San's hands and feet were sharp, "Now in this inn, no one comes, and when someone dies, they all say bad luck." However, a few days ago, the shopkeeper found someone to do a water and land dojo for three days, and invited the monks of Zijin Temple to spend a lot of time, and the guest officer could live with confidence. ”

Jian Qing smiled, "I don't believe in any ghosts and gods, even if there are ghosts, there is also King Kong Town, but you can tell me, after that guest moved in that day, who served them?" ”

"It's also a small ......"

Jian Qing glanced at him, his eyes were fierce, Ma San trembled, and suddenly came to his senses, although the very young guest officer in front of him, although he was dressed coldly, but he was generous, it may not be what people see in their eyes, he hurriedly said, "There is another one, the little one called that person?" ”

"Hmm!" Jian Qing was not stingy, and rewarded him with a few more money, and Ma San went in a hurry.

The shopkeeper who was called by Ma San said very little, and when he asked Jianqing, he replied, which was not suitable for chatting.

"How early or late was it when the guests came in that night?"

"It's getting late, it's about the end of the day."

"Have you seen it even more?"

"Yes, small habit to see." The shopkeeper lowered his head and never looked up at people.

Jian Qing asked, "When did the guests leave?" ”

"I don't know, when I went to the Tianzi room in the morning, the guests were gone, the room money was settled, and there was a penny of silver on the table to reward."

"At that time, what did the guests do after the boss was hacked to death?"

"After a cup of tea, the guests came out, saying that they were bathing in it, and the small ones went in later and carried the water out."

"What color is the water?"

"No color."

"Does it smell like anything?"

"Nope."

"When the guests stayed in the Tianzi Room, did you do anything other than go in and carry the bathing water?"

"No, oh, by the way, the guest said that he was not used to using the toilet, so he asked the little one to take him to the toilet."

"Then take me there!" Concise and clear.

The shopkeeper looked at Jian Qing with the eyes of a monster, and Jian Qing didn't care, letting him walk in front. The shopkeeper had no choice, so he had to wrap the padded jacket on his body tightly, and took Jian Qing into the backyard, a gust of north wind swept in, and the shopkeeper shrank his neck and pointed to the northeast corner of the wall, "That's it." ”

After staying in the north for so long, Jian Qing was no longer afraid of the wind in the south, she went out of the back door, and when the shopkeeper was about to leave, Jian Qing asked, "I heard that the guest's leg is a little lame, right?" ”

The little second thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes." ”

"Which leg is lame?"

"The left leg is weak."

But that footprint is shallow on the right and deep on the left, then it is obvious that the lame is the right leg. Could it be that the murderer is not alone? Or is the footprint against the wall in the dye shop not the murderer's? Or, the shopkeeper looked away.

But the footprints were very new, and there were no other footprints nearby, and the land was very low, and the water used to dry and dye the cloth was drained there, and no one usually went. Moreover, at that time, when Jian Qing chased after him, the murderer did not leave for a long time.

Of course, Jian Qing didn't come to go to the latrine, the latrine has no roof, there is a wall behind it, and it is the back alley when she turns over, Jian Qing climbed up, leaned on the wall and looked down, it was very narrow, but she still planned to go over and take a look.

At the mouth of the alley, there were two little beggars, Jian Qing went out from the gate of the inn, and when he went around, he gave them a few money. The two little beggars ran away with a cheer, and gave up the place at the mouth of the alley.

The alley is indeed very narrow, allowing only one person to pass through. It's dirty, but there's not much garbage. It was a time of scarcity and there wasn't that much garbage to throw away.

Jian Qing came to the back of the wall facing the latrine, half of the blood-stained cloth was very obvious, Jian Qing picked up the cloth, leaned to the end of his nose and smelled it, he couldn't smell the smell of blood anymore, but judging from the color and fabric of the blood stains, the time that this cloth was left here was no more than half a month.

Unfortunately, there was no DNA testing in this era, otherwise, it would be possible to determine whether the bloodstains on it belonged to the innkeeper.