When he approached, Zhang Yaozuo saw that the person who came was Wen Yin, who he hadn't seen for many days, so he stepped back and asked, "Why did Yin'er come here at this time?"

Wen Yin looked at her uncle with a stubble face, and felt funny in her heart, but she still had a straight face. "My aunt said that you haven't been home for a few days to investigate the case, and she is a little relieved. I made some soup and was about to send it over, and I didn't have to go to the hospital today, so I begged my aunt to bring me too. But there was something in the house temporarily, so my aunt asked me to bring the maid over."

It's almost November, and a charcoal fire is already burning in the house. Small sparks jumped from the buzzing stove, adding some smoke to the cold room.

"It's hard for you to have this heart. But although my uncle is a little busy here, my life is still passable, so go back and tell my aunt not to worry."

Wen Yin nodded in response, "But uncle, I think there are a lot of doubts in Meng Zhaoyi's case."

Zhang Yaozuo's face suddenly turned cold when he heard this, "nonsense"! After speaking, he felt that his tone was a little heavy, so he said again: "You don't want to get involved in this matter, my uncle has his own opinions."

"It's not too late for my uncle to come to a conclusion after listening to what I said, not to mention that there is no result in this matter until now, right?" Wen Yin smiled slyly at her uncle.

"In principle, Meng Zhaoyi committed suicide", as soon as Wen Yin opened her mouth, Zhang Yaozuo felt that she came here today to cause trouble.

"Does my uncle think what I said is ridiculous? Don't agree with me in your heart? ”

Zhang Yaozuo only felt that the little girl in front of him was spoiled by his sister's family at this time, and he dared to say anything. Not only does she not have the virtuous etiquette of an ordinary woman, but she also acts recklessly.

He shook his head noncommittally.

"Have you ever heard of Uncle Rosemary?"

Zhang Yaozuo recalled this clue that Lady Hu told him some time ago, "I have heard that Lady Hu said that long-term use will make people think clearly."

"Meng Zhaoyi's case was caused by this incense, first the palace maid in her palace used the spice that was replaced for her for a long time. waited until one night to use a means to lure Meng Zhaoyi into the bamboo forest, and then Meng Zhaoyi began to commit suicide unconsciously. She first saw a shovel in the bamboo forest and struck herself on the head with a shovel, but it was not enough to kill. In the end, she picked up the dagger that had been placed there in advance in the bamboo forest, and I don't need to tell you the ending. ”。 Wen Yin seemed to have seen the whole process of Meng Zhaoyi's suicide with her own eyes, and she said so many twists and turns in a clear manner.

Zhang Yaozuo couldn't help but sit up straight when he heard this, he was not interested in what Wen Yin said at first, after all, what she said was roughly the same as the content of the confession. Strangely, Mama Zhou in prison said that she killed Meng Zhaoyi with a dagger. "The prisoner has already confessed that she killed the person, which is very different from Yin'er's conclusion."

Wen Yin didn't feel surprised when she heard this, and expressed her opinion.

"Because there's a bigger mastermind behind her, she doesn't want you to keep looking. Therefore he took all the blame on himself."

The woman seemed to have a strange convincing power in her body, and she spoke lightly, and her expression did not change from beginning to end. calmly said the crux of the case that even Dali Siqing hadn't thought of.

Zhang Yaozuo asked a separate question at this time, "Yin'er thought of these by herself"?

If it was something he thought of, then this little woman was really not an ordinary boudoir woman, and if someone else thought of it, then he would have to meet that person for a while.

Wen Yin heard her uncle ask about her words, and only felt that although this person was her uncle, she was not cute. But he still replied to him: "Otherwise, who does Uncle Wen Yin think Wen Yin will discuss with this kind of thing?"

Zhang Yaozuo was not embarrassed to be asked by children younger than his own, but he was still confused in his heart.

Judging from the results of the current interrogation, it was Mama Zhou who killed Meng Zhaoyi out of hatred. You came over today and recanted this confession, so what evidence do you have to prove that she is behind it?"

"Does my uncle know that this spirit extract rosemary is not available in my country"?

Zhang Yaozuo shook his head when he heard this, but the Hu Women's Association never mentioned this from the case.

Wen Yin handed Zhang Yaozuo a piece of paper in his cuff, and Zhang Yaozuo was stunned for a moment after reading it.

It turned out that what was written on this piece of paper was nothing else, but the name of a country - Xiliao.

After Zhang Yaozuo saw it, he threw the piece of paper into the stove on the side, and the flames quickly swallowed the paper, leaving only a little ash.

The atmosphere in the room was a little solemn for a while, and neither of them spoke.

Zhang Yaozuo has always been cautious about such things, and after adding a few strokes to the case file he had read before, he looked up at Wen Yin.

"This is something you must never tell others again, if you are not careful, you should know the end."

Zhang Yaozuo felt that his niece, whom he had never seen for more than ten years, was not only smart, but also had courage that ordinary men did not have. But I don't know if this vision is a blessing or a curse for her.

Wen Yin nodded, blessed Zhang Yaozuo, and was about to leave.

Before leaving, she reminded again: "Uncle must not be in a hurry, put the two cases that have occurred in the past few days together to investigate, and there may be unexpected gains."

Hearing what Wen Yin said, Zhang Yaozuo had a feeling of clearing the clouds and seeing the blue sky.

Qin Li was hurriedly passed to the back hall of Dali Temple, Zhang Yaozuo whispered something in his ear, and he left in a hurry as when he came.

In the dim light of the prison, kneeling on the damp ground were Mama Zhou, the dancing girl Zhang Wu, and the little palace maid Lan Ping, who served in the queen's palace.

Zhang Wu had not been interrogated yet, and when he heard that he was going to be interrogated, his hand that was holding on to the ground was clenched into a fist. She was so scared of the light of day that her life was completely out of control, and she didn't know what the next moment would face.

When she saw Mama Zhou, she felt that she was going to be saved.

She looked at the man above her and almost blurted out, "My lord, this is this woman." Her hand pointed directly at Mama Zhou.

Qin Li looked at her with an interesting expression, this is a rare little beauty in prison.

"Don't be in a hurry, you talk slowly." Qin Li said with a smile at Zhang Wu.

It's just that this smile doesn't have much warmth in Zhang Wu's opinion, and it is full of death. But she had to take a gamble on the possibility of her own survival.

"On that day, I was going to dance in the Vertical Arch Palace, and when we were about to arrive at the Vertical Arch Palace, one of the palace maids said that their mother wanted to see me. Before I could come to my senses, she had already dragged me far away, and she wouldn't answer any questions I asked her along the way. When I realized something was wrong, I was knocked unconscious."

After a pause, she continued, "When I woke up, I heard this man and a girl discussing how to kill me. But even if she has a conscience, she didn't really kill me."

That week, Mama and the little palace maid Lan Ping had been tortured, and it seemed that it was already a creation to live a few more days.

Hearing this, Qin Li asked, "What about the palace maid who led you away, but this one next to you?"

Zhang Wu shook his head, recalling what happened that day. "That palace maid is taller than her, and she is not so delicate."

The case has come here, and it seems to have become a dead knot again.

It is not so easy to find out the behind-the-scenes instructions behind Meng Zhaoyi's killing, and there are few clues to assassinate the emperor.