Chapter 10: King Yan's personal trial

King Yan sneered, "I remember that you were still saying yesterday that you suspected that it was a man who killed Wang Pu, and today you said it was a woman, I want to hear how you said that a man is a woman in a few words!" ”

"That's normal!" When it comes to academic things, Jian Qing will not change his true colors, very serious, very stubborn, very afraid of death, not sparing her life, she raised her eyebrows, righteous words, "In a case, the more information the person investigating the case has, the more characteristics of the suspect will be found, and the more accurate the suspect will be." ”

"Blue is better than blue, this king simply believes this sentence, you go on!"

"The perpetrator is a woman, who is only four feet eight inches tall, thin, does not weigh more than 100 pounds, and has dexterity in her hands. That night, she sneaked into the deceased's room in advance, and then exited the door. To others, the Tianzi room may be a secret room, but to that woman, it is not! ”

"Why?" Zhao Di also thought that he was too concise and to the point, but would let himself say more, and hurriedly added consciously, "Do you have evidence for the inference of the murderer?" ”

"Absolutely!" Jian Qing said confidently, "However, before that, please ask the prince to help ask the old bustard here, where is the owner of this room on the third and fourth nights of the first month?" ”

No one had ever bargained with him, and it took Zhao Di a lot of time to swallow the stuffiness in his chest. He turned the jade wrench on the thumb of his right hand with his left hand and reminded, "You should know what the consequences will be if I ask for you, and you can't convince me of your reasoning." ”

Jian Qing bowed his head and was silent, which obviously conveyed a message to King Yan, believe it or not, it wasn't me who forced you to make a choice!

There was a brief silence in the room, as if a barrel of dynamite had been buried, and there was no sound, but the sound of a countdown could still be heard in people's ears. Jian Qing is still very persistent, and for her, there is no choice.

This is the only chance!

If she hadn't followed Li Shi, no matter how clever she was to curry favor and curry favor, the bustard would have kicked her out unceremoniously. How could you possibly have the opportunity to step into this Oiran room? It's impossible to interrogate who was in this room before?

So, what is waiting for her is either to avoid the next pursuit, or to take the return car directly, as for whether she can be resurrected from the dead after going back, it depends on how fate arranges?

Jian Qing doesn't think that God will always be on her side. Cremation in the 21st century may not even have the opportunity to defraud the body when she returns, so why take that risk?

"What are you suspecting?"

Jian Qing breathed a sigh of relief, Zhao Di's question meant a compromise, no matter what he compromised for, Jian Qing was very grateful to him, and because of this, she also spoke a little better, "I heard that on the third night of the first month, the Oiran Xiaoliu girl here was not in the building. ”

King Yan understood that men have inferior roots, and the color of wine is not that they cannot be separated, but that the combination of the two can complement each other and reflect the fun. If Wang Pu was drinking in someone's private house, it was really reasonable for the host to invite one or two prostitutes to accompany him.

On the contrary, if there is no such behavior, it is full of strangeness.

"You get up!"

Jian Qing was as good as a stream, quickly got up from the ground, and when he got up, he involuntarily rubbed his knees. Zhao Di was about to instruct Shen Cang's mouth, opened it, and after stopping for half a second, he decisively decided to pretend to be blind, "Shen Cang!" ”

"Yes!"

Jian Qing was puzzled, when she heard Shen Cang's footsteps going downstairs, she became more and more surprised, are there any black technologies that can't be developed in the 21st century with each other's brains? The docking is so seamless, and it is perfect.

"Oh, what's going on? The building is busy today, don't you see a distinguished guest next door? ”

The voice of the old bustard dragging eighteen miles came, and when he arrived at the door, he reluctantly complained to Shen Cang, and then pushed the door open, and a smell of expired durian came to his nose, and the old bustard came in from outside the door, directly ignoring Jian Qing, and said to Zhao Di, "What is the matter, just order it directly, the concubine body is really unable to pull away today, and the two big masters next door are still offering, if there is a mistake, I am afraid that the building today will not be able to get rid of it!" ”

Jian Qing was stunned for a long time, she thought that the distinguished guest in the building today was King Yan, and she dared to have a bigger background than King Yan? It is impossible for the emperor to come to this place, if he comes, Zhao Di will be in front of him even if he is the prince, there is only one possibility, the tiger in front of him is dressed in pigskin.

"If this king asks you today, if you dare to squeak half a word outside, this king will crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

The old bustard, who had mistaken Zhao Di for the son of a wealthy businessman, at this time, the thick powder of the city wall couldn't stop the three souls and seven spirits flying out, she knelt down with a puff, listening to the movement, Jian Qing helped her limp, and touched her knee involuntarily.

Zhao Di glanced at her, didn't have time to worry about it for the time being, and asked with a cold face like the king of Hades, "On the night of the third day of the first month, how many girls were taken out of your building?" ”

There were three braziers in the room, and when Jian Qing came in, his body was originally hot, but at this time, he felt that he had been thrown into the freezer, and he was about to freeze to minus 18 degrees.

The humanoid refrigerator has no sense of pride at all, just like the car whose brakes fail, stepping on the accelerator with one foot, it is impossible to stop without encountering obstacles, and the air conditioner keeps being released, all of which are condensed into murderous gas.

After the Qing Dynasty, he moved a little closer to the brazier.

The old bustard is a mallet, and at this time she also sensed that something was wrong, she rolled down in cold sweat, and mixed with the fat powder on her face, forming a postmodern abstract oil paint, "Hui, Hui, back to the words of the prince, the concubine remembers, I can't remember!" ”

Zhao Di looked down at his fingers and said calmly, "Shen Cang, help her remember it!" ”

"No, no, no, remember, remember, remember, just, Liniang, matchmaker, was, was picked up, one went to Chen's house, one went to Tian's house, all, they are all accompanying guests!"

Jian Qing is a little anxious, why use "pick-up"? She kept glancing at Zhao Di, Zhao Di glanced at her with a little slanted eyebrows, like the asymmetrical face caused by facial nerve paralysis, thinking that she was in a hurry, so she handed Shen Cang a message that Jian Qing couldn't understand, Shen Cang stretched out his hand to Jian Qing, "Jian Qiaozuo, please!" ”

Don't want her to hear it? Jian Qing was a little annoyed, she stood still, pretending not to hear Shen Cang's words, but fortunately, Zhao Di didn't care, and asked, "Who else has gone out?" ”

"And ......? It was gone, so the girl went out to buy some rouge gouache and came back soon. The old bustard wiped his face and said with a crying voice.