Wanwan heard Qinglan's voice, responded, looked at Chen Ling on the bed, and said, "I'll go out first." You can rest for now. ”

Chen Ling snorted as a promise, and watched Wanwan gradually walk out, until she reached the door, she couldn't help but say, "If you have any news, tell me too." ”

He's the victim.

As a result, one by one, things are said outside.

…

When Wanwan went outside, she saw that the few people who were talking under the tree before had moved to the pavilion on the other side.

He also put tea and lit lamps and candles, as if he was talking at night.

"What did you find?"

As soon as Wanwan walked over, she saw that there was not a good wine and food on the table as she imagined, but a black night coat.

On the night clothes, there is obviously a mark of being cut by a knife.

This is the Assassin's clothes?

"This garment, if you guess correctly, should have been left by the assassin."

Yin Zhen's tone was very cold, and he said: "Moreover, it is still placed at the door of the back corner of the Song Mansion." ”

Rear corner door.

It is the door of the general mansion, where those maids and ladies often go in and out. It is generally in small alleys with relatively small doors.

There, at night, it was pitch black.

When Yinzhen and the others came, they had already ordered people to patrol around.

Under such a premise, there are still people who can put their night clothes at the door of the back corner, which is simply not the same thing.

No wonder, Yinzhen's tone sounded so cold.

Wanwan secretly glanced at Yinzhen.

I saw that his eyebrows and eyes were cold, but he was also very calm.

He was thinking about the possibility of this, and he didn't panic in the slightest. The enemy's provocation against him did not play the slightest role.

He is worthy of being an emperor.

Wanwan thought so in her heart, and Yinyu on the side said to Wanwan: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Still not sitting down? ”

“…”

Wanwan realized that she had been staring at the desktop and secretly looked at Yinzhen. I don't know, have you been seen by Yinyu?

"The assassin had a wound on his left arm, about the length of his index finger. It shouldn't be too deep, and the wound will heal in three to five days. ”

Wanwan said: "The information provided by Chen Ling is probably not enough for us to find out who the murderer is. ”

Arm injury.

They can't check the entire city of Hangzhou, right?

Besides, injuries don't mean anything. Who is not allowed to cut their arms when cooking a dish?

Though... Such an unlikely event is very unlikely.

"What is this?"

When several people were thinking, Yinxiang, who was flipping through the night clothes, seemed to have found some clues, pointed to a pattern on the night clothes, and got it to everyone.

It was a pattern that looked like a peach.

When Wanwan saw this pattern, her eyes widened instantly and she looked at Yinyu.

At this time, Yinyu also frowned and had a solemn expression.

And they all knew it.

Isn't that the same pattern used on the bow and arrow used by the assassins who stabbed them in the first place? Peach-like, weird.

"I know this pattern."

Yinyu took a deep breath and told everything that happened before. Except, something about his injury.

Yinzhen and Yinxiang listened and became even more silent.

The development of this matter seems to be becoming more and more confusing. For the first time, the city of Hangzhou gave them an unfathomable feeling.

Who set the game behind it?