Zhao Zimeng opened the leather bag, took out a plastic bag from the leather bag, and took out a bra from the plastic bag: "We found this in the ventilation hole of a secret room——"

"What is this?"

"It's a bra."

"Bra?"

"Yes, bra, I'm afraid you didn't expect it! This is Jingping's bra. ”

"Jingping's bra? How so? ”

"We've checked with Jingping's adoptive father, and he immediately recognizes this as the bra that Jingping once wore."

"This is strange, Jingping obviously left Mingchen Nunnery, how could she appear in the secret room?"

"That's for you. Not only did Jingping not leave Mingchen Nunnery, but several other young nuns such as Qing Shui, Zhishui, and Xiuzhu did not leave Mingchen Nunnery either. We know five people, and there may be more we don't know. ”

Zhao Zimeng had already realized that it was not easy to pry open Abbot Huijue's mouth.

"It's appalling—it's appalling, I've been the abbot of Mingchen Nunnery for decades, and it's unbelievable that such a thing could happen under the nose of a poor nun - Amitabha."

"There are two secret rooms, and in each secret room, there are beds, bedside tables, dressers, and on the fence of the wooden bed, there are some wood carvings that reflect the affairs of men and women, although the main part of the wood carvings has been cut, but there are still some things that make people reverie."

Abbot Huijue suddenly chose to remain silent.

Zhao Zimeng chased after him: "There is an entrance to a secret passage under the bed in the third room of the Tibetan Scripture Hall and the meditation room where Jingping once lived in the West Zen Room, and coincidentally, there is also an entrance in your meditation room. ”

"As far as we know, there have been five young nuns living in the house where Jingping and Zhishui lived, and all five nuns lived alone in these two rooms."

"The way these young nuns left Mingchen Nunnery was surprisingly consistent. As the abbot, you should give us an explanation. ”

"The poor are speechless."

"Last night, we knocked on the door twice, and there was no response in your meditation room, and Mrs. Nian Ci shouted again outside the window of the meditation room, but there was still no response in the meditation room, but when we opened the latch of the door, walked into the meditation room, and lit the candles, you sat in front of the Buddha shrine and meditated on the Buddha."

"Captain Zhao, I'm sorry, the poor nuns have the habit of visiting the Buddha at night, and when the poor nuns are visiting the Buddha, they won't pay attention to anyone. You can ask the monks and nuns at the Compassion and Compassion Monastery, and they all know that no one can disturb me when I visit the Buddha, and they have been doing this for decades. ”

"I don't think so, I think even if someone tries to disturb you in the night, you can't hear me."

"Poor Ni doesn't know what Captain Zhao means?"

"There is only one answer, and that is that you were not in the meditation room at all at that time - you must have been in the secret room to 'participate in meditation and Buddha'."

"The monks don't speak, didn't you see me sitting in the meditation room last night?"

"It can only be a coincidence, when we knocked on the door, you were not in the meditation room, and when Nian Ci Shi called you outside the window, you were not in the meditation room."

Zhao Zimeng continued: "When we pulled the latch, you were coming out of the entrance of the secret passage, and by the time Nian Ci Shi Tai lit the candles, you were already sitting in front of the Buddhist shrine. ”

"Amitabha."

At the critical time, Abbot Huijue moved out the shield - "Amitabha" is the shield, no matter what kind of question, if you can't answer it for a while, you can use this sentence to resist it. This is the language of the monks, and our ancestors had already applied for a patent from God when they created the Buddha.

"Abbot Huijue, we hope you can give us a clear answer."

"Captain Zhao, I also want you to make your words clear. It is all too clear that you have seen poor nuns sitting in front of the Buddha shrine praying, but you have come up with so many inexplicable and wonderful questions. Poor Ni really doesn't know how to answer your questions. ”

"Yes, when we walked into the meditation room, we did see you sitting in front of the Buddha shrine, but we also saw the beads of sweat on your forehead and nose, when the abbot Huijue prayed to the Bodhisattva, his mind should be as calm as water, and the season is in winter, how can there be so many beads of sweat on your forehead? A discerning person can tell at a glance that Abbot Huijue has just finished a fierce exercise. ”

"Amitabha."

"Abbot Huijue, we are all secular people, and we can't understand Sanskrit words like 'Amitabha', so please say something that can make us understand." Zhao Zimeng teased.

"Since Captain Zhao doesn't believe in the poor nun's words, the poor nun has nothing to say. You can not believe the words of the poor nun, you should always believe Jingping's diary! ”

Zhao Zimeng expected that Abbot Huijue would use Jingping's diary to talk about things.

"Poor Ni always thought that Jing Ping had indeed left Ming Chen'an to find another place, but there was one thing, Poor Ni hadn't figured it out for a while, how could Jing Ping's bra appear in the secret room?" Abbot Huijue is really old-fashioned, she took Zhao Zimeng's problem as her own, "Could it be that there has always been a problem with Mingchen Nunnery, and the poor nun is unaware of it?" It was appalling, and it made the poor nuns shudder. ”

Since Abbot Huijue himself mentioned Jingping's diary, let's talk about the diary!

Zhao Zimeng took out a blue-colored diary from his bag: "This diary should have been secretly hidden under the meditation bed by Jingping in a very urgent situation, and as for this bra, it should have been hidden in the exhaust hole by Jingping in a very urgent situation." ”

She did this for one purpose, and she wanted to tell us that she had disappeared in her meditation room and then in her secret room. After we turned our attention to the scripture hall, the murderer moved the quiet peace hidden in the secret room to another place. At the same time, the entrance to the chamber was sealed. ”

Of course, the possibility that Jingping has been killed cannot be ruled out. Jingping may have done a lot of things wrong, but in the end she did two things right, her diary hidden under the meditation bed and the bra inside the vent provide a very important clue for us to solve the case, Jingping disappeared from Mingchen'an, which is already a rivet on the iron plate - a real thing. ”

"But-on this diary, in black and white, Jingping writes clearly." Abbot Huijue thought he had captured important evidence. She thinks she's smart and overestimates her IQ.

"The problem is in this diary, and if you don't give it to us, we'll have a hard time finding it — it's hard to suspect you."

"Poor Ni doesn't know what Captain Zhao means by this." Abbot Huijue pretended to be calm, in fact, she should be able to hear some subtext from Zhao Zimeng's words.

"This is indeed Jingping's diary, and we have already identified it with Jingping's parents."

"Since this is Jingping's diary, what else do you have to doubt?"

"It's Jingping's diary, but some of the content in it is not from Jingping." Zhao Zimeng looked directly into the eyes of Abbot Huijue.

"This—the poor nun is getting more and more incomprehensible." Abbot Huijue asked knowingly—her eyes flickered violently.

"As the saying goes, no fox can fight a good hunter. We have asked the experts to examine the contents of the rest of the diary, that is, the intermittent diary of the following pages. ”

Zhao Zimeng continued: "Although the handwriting and font of these contents are the same as Jingping, there is a problem with the smoothness and strength of the pen. You can take a look at this-"

Zhao Zimeng took out a piece of paper from his bag - it was the handwriting appraisal report, left his seat, and walked in front of Abbot Huijue, "This is a handwriting appraisal report, take a look at it yourself!" ”

Abbot Huijue did not pick up the appraisal report in Zhao Zimeng's hand, and she did not look at the appraisal report in Zhao Zimeng's hand, she moved her hat with her left hand.

- Actually, the hat was worn on the head of the abbot of Huijue, which shows that this action is redundant. We all know that the abbot of Huijue moved the hat for a purpose, because, on her forehead - there were some fine beads of sweat under the brim - she wanted to wipe the sweat beads off her forehead with the movement of the brim.

Abbot Huijue should have said "Amitabha", but she didn't say it, she was afraid she didn't even have the heart to say "Amitabha". It can be seen that "Amitabha" is not always used to fool people.

"Jingping's diary is in your hands, so we can be sure that you imitated Jingping's handwriting and fabricated some specious content, your purpose is very clear, you want us to end the investigation of Jingping's disappearance."

"In Mingchen Nunnery, in addition to Jingping, before, there were several young and beautiful nuns who disappeared mysteriously. So, the case is not what we see. There must be an unspeakable evil hidden in the secret room of the Ming Chen'an. ”

"Captain Zhao, someone saw Jingping leaving Mingchen Nunnery, how can this be explained?"

"Don't change the subject, it was you who handed us Jingping's diary, since Jingping's diary has always been in your hands, it is obvious who is doing something to Jingping's diary."

"This-poor nun doesn't know, Jingping handed over the diary to me before leaving Mingchen'an, as for who did the work in her diary, I'm afraid only Jingping herself knows."

"If this diary is really handed over to you by Jingping for safekeeping, she should give you all the diaries, as far as we know, Jingping has at least three diaries."

Why did Jingping hide this blue-colored diary under the meditation bed? It can be seen that Jingping has never handed over the diary to you for safekeeping, according to common sense, from childhood to adulthood, the diary and Jingping are inseparable, and Jingping will not hand over the diary to anyone for safekeeping. ”