Make a false Tang Dynasty.

The Wei family's contribution to the Tang Dynasty is really not to be underestimated, and Pei Tan can feel their difficulties everywhere when he investigates the case.

First, Empress Wei stopped the driver in the palace, and then Wei Xuanzhen directly took over Dali Temple.

Without interests, it will not make a family like Webster flock to it.

Jing Wan'er walked around to the table on a whim, stared at the table, and then reached out and knocked on it. The table made a dull sound.

"Your Excellency!"

Her startled voice caused Pei Tan to turn around and look at her, today's girl seemed to be extraordinarily out of bounds.

Jing Wan'er pointed to the table when Pei Yan came to her side and said, "My lord, this table is made of pine wood. ”

All the tables and chairs in this restaurant are made of wood, is there anything rare?

The girl pointed to the table and smiled in her eyes: "Wan'er has a guess and wants to practice it." ”

She ran barefoot up the stairs, "I remember there's a well in the courtyard, so I'm going to fetch some water." ”

Pei Tan couldn't keep up with her, so he watched her go down, ran downstairs to pick up the dirty socks and put them on, and immediately ran to the courtyard to fetch water.

The wooden bucket was on the edge of the well, and Jing Wan'er quickly shook the rope to put the bucket down, and after a while, it was shaken up again.

Only half a bucket was hit, but staring at the water inside was enough.

Jing Wan'er was satisfied, and hurriedly carried the bucket and re-entered the restaurant. When she got to the first floor to go up the stairs, Pei Tan had already walked down and carried the bucket for her.

The two of them returned upstairs, and Jing Wan'er stared at the pine table: "The pine wood is very susceptible to moisture, and this third floor is dark, if the deceased deliberately gets wet, and writes on this table, there is water seeping into the table, and it will be difficult to dry for a while." ”

Although the explanation is easy to understand, if you want to verify it, you still have to operate.

Just as Jing Wan'er lifted the bucket and was about to dump it, she stopped her movements and looked at Pei Tan.

Pei Tan also looked at her.

Even walking into the restaurant in dirty socks can be regarded as destroying the scene, so what is Jing Wan'er doing now?

Pei Tan said slowly: "If the deceased just wrote something on the table at random. "The gains outweigh the losses.

Jing Wan'er thought for a while: "Then you have to see it to know." ”

If the water is poured on and nothing is left, they are destroying a table.

But... If the deceased had left any important message, they would have been able to see it, but only once.

Because even if the pine wood can seep water, this bucket will be almost destroyed if it is poured.

Pei Tan lowered his eyes: "Pour." ”

Jing Wan'er grinned, and as soon as her hand slipped, the bucket fell onto the table.

The table was flooded, and Jing Wan'er hurriedly put down the bucket and carefully stared at the changes on the table.

The water flows from the table to the floor, and the original light-colored pine table top becomes dark after being soaked in water.

This is the normal discoloration of wood,

After a while, when the water is more soaked and the darker color is revealed.

Those darker colors are a bit like recessed notches, and when they are clear, you can see that they are words.

Jing Wan'er couldn't help but look at Pei Tan, and Pei Tan couldn't help but look at the words that appeared on the table.

The dense one turned out to be an article.

What is written on this table is not a last word, nor a word of indignation, but just an article.

Jing Wan'er also stared at the article and read two sentences, "The king's power is rich and noble, but the people are not the people." ”

She looked at Pei Tan: "My lord, what do you mean?" ”

Most of the things written by these candidates have an indelible sourness and rottenness, and it is no wonder that a girl like Jing Wan'er looks laborious.

There are few words and sentences in the article, which does not prevent Master Pei from reading it.

It's a... Qualified examination room essays.

It's an exam article again, and this is the second article that has appeared in this case.

It just so happened that the people who wrote these two articles themselves died.

Is this year's scientific expedition really so unlucky?

Jing Wan'er seems to be a little deflated, why is a dying person not writing on the table with resentment, but a series of words?

"When this man sits here writing articles, at least he doesn't want to die." Pei Tan looked at the word, even if a dying person wanted to die, he couldn't write such a wild word.

Sitting here drinking, do you want to die while drinking?

Ants still steal life, and besides, they are people, and people's will to survive will not die so easily.

"Why does that first word look like it's been scribbled?" Jing Wan'er stretched out her finger and pointed.

Pei Tan stared at it for a while and said, "It's not that it's been painted, it's that water has been splashed up." ”

How can a good end be splashed?

Pei Tan walked around to the other side of the table, so that the deceased had written the article on the opposite side, but the direction of the splash was opposite the deceased who was standing now.

There was also a chair on the opposite side, and there was a shallow drag mark underneath.

Jing Wan'er also noticed, her eyes widened and blinked. Does this mean that there was also a person sitting here opposite the deceased?

Why is there no such person in all the testimonies?

Pei Tan stretched out his hand and wiped it on the splashed words. The only thing that gets splashed is this first word, unless someone deliberately spilled it on it with a cup, or...

"Give me a sip of water." Pei Tan said.

There was still some left in the bucket, Jing Wan'er picked up a handful with both hands and slowly handed it to Pei Tan.

There is no water scoop in the bucket, so if you want to drink it, you have to use your hands instead.

Pei Tan glanced at Jing Wan'er, could only slowly bow her head, and took a sip of the girl's hand.

I saw him motioning for Jing Wan'er to stand farther away, and then suddenly spit on the table. Belch... For Master Pei, such an action is a little indecent, but he looked at the water stains on the table, the so-called splash shape, it is really the same as spitting.

"Someone sat across from the deceased for a long time."

Jing Wan'er felt awe-inspiring in her heart.

Pei Tan raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth: "The deceased didn't want to die at first. But the person on the other side said something that stimulated the deceased. ”

"At the end of the spit, the article that ridiculed the deceased."

The name of the scientific expedition fell to Sun Shan, and the articles he wrote were ridiculed and satirized, coupled with the fact that the person opposite kept saying exciting words, the deceased finally couldn't bear it and jumped to his death.

Jing Wan'er said in her heart: "Is this the process? ”

"Why can't it be the deceased who spits on his own article after he has finished writing it?"

It's a bit absurd, but it's better than conjuring up a person out of thin air.

Pei Tan paused and said: "Unless the deceased is on the other side, if he dislikes what he wrote, he can just pour a glass of water." ”

The deceased was writing with his fingers dipped in water, not on paper, he wanted to erase the article, he only needed to be like Jing Wan'er, a basin of water was splashed, and there was nothing.

"And how did this man not be discovered?" Jing Wan'er still couldn't figure it out. Zichan'er will never lie, let alone lie for an inexplicable person.

Quietly stimulate a person to commit suicide by jumping off a building, this person will never be a ghost.

Pei Tan looked at the window next to him again.

Jing Wan'er also sighed in her heart, could it be that the person jumped from the window and left the restaurant unconsciously?

But the deceased jumped from the third floor, and he died thoroughly.

Unless...

That man knows martial arts.

Jing Wan'er couldn't help but think, did the case they solved become a mystery case or an unsolved case?

People who know martial arts are all raised by big families, a scholar who has no background to take the exam, where does he need to use people who can do martial arts when he dies?

And since you know martial arts, why don't you kill it directly, and go to great lengths to fake the scene and erase the traces?

Pei Tan suddenly said: "The deceased's article is not written at the level of a person who is famous in Sun Mountain. ”

Jing Wan'er was stunned for a moment, and suddenly recalled the two sentences she had just read. She didn't necessarily understand, but the beginning of these two sentences was catchy enough to be neat and neat.

A candidate who didn't even get the last place said that the article he wrote was actually good?

But... Everyone knows that exams are inherently unfair. There are so many failed attempts every year, and there are many well-written articles.

Master Pei was a little leisurely: "But he's dead now." It shows that his article is really good. ”

Well?

Jing Wan'er was dumbfounded.

Someone died, but the article lived on. Just like the dead Fan Wenjun, his articles are so good.

He even forced Lin Jingjing, who couldn't read, to memorize it.

Jing Wan'er suddenly felt a chill in her back, and she slowly looked at the words on the table that were gradually disappearing.