Thinking about it carefully, Jingping, who was in a desperate situation, twice provided decisive clues for the comrades to solve the case: the first time was to hide the blue diary and pen under the meditation bed; The second time was to hide his bra in the vent of the secret room.

"When did you transfer the water stop to the Purple Cloud Temple?"

"A few months ago — last fall."

"Why do you want to transfer the water stop to the purple clouds?"

"There are only two secret rooms in Mingchen Nunnery, and only one person can be placed in one secret room."

"Does this mean that Huijue has helped you find a new person again?"

"Yes."

"Is the newcomer Jingping?"

"It's not."

"Who is it?"

"It's Qing Shui."

"How did you get the newcomer into the chamber?"

"After Huijue found a good newcomer, he arranged for the newcomer to live in the meditation room."

"Are they the two meditation rooms of the West Zen Temple and the Tibetan Scripture Hall?"

"Yes."

"Why is there only one person in a meditation room?"

"It's easy to arrange a talent to start."

"And after that?"

"Then look for an opportunity to turn them upside down."

"Do you use sleep pills?"

"Yes."

"Where's the medicine?"

"The medicine is in the quiet courtyard of Huijue."

"Is it Huijue looking for a newcomer, or are you looking for a newcomer?"

"Huijue will look for it first, and after she has found it, she will let me look at it."

"Looking" is confirmation.

"How did you 'see'?"

"I hid under the cloak of Guanyin Bodhisattva in the Jingwu Temple—all women who planned to cut off the edge of the earth and escape into the empty door would kneel in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva and pray sincerely."

The reason why an entrance was designed inside the stomach of Guanyin Bodhisattva is probably for this purpose. The entrance must have been designed with the temple in mind, which means that the mysterious disappearance of the young nun began a long time ago.

"How did you and Huijue know about the secret room under Mingchen Nunnery and Ziyun Temple?"

"The former abbot of Mingchen'an and my master also have this relationship."

The power of example is infinite, and in the face of the example of the predecessors, Zhizhen and Huijue, who have lost the direction of life, embark on a road of no return. Like sex and drugs, as long as you get into it, it's hard to quit.

"Huijue looks for it first, and you confirm it last. What do you confirm? ”

"Height, build, face mold, skin." Zhizhen swept his tongue over his lower lip when he was talking about his figure.

"Height, figure and skin, this is clear at a glance, as for the figure, the clothes worn by the nuns, we have also seen it, wearing monk's robes, I'm afraid you can't see the figure!"

"There's one more thing I have to do before that's sure."

"Speak!"

"The nuns I have seen are going to take a bath in the secluded courtyard."

"Why do you just bathe in the secluded courtyard?"

"Only nuns who go to the quiet courtyard to serve Huijue bathe in the quiet courtyard. It is only by bathing in the quiet courtyard that it is convenient for me to see. ”

Zhao Zimeng and Xiang Daimo looked at each other for a moment, and they finally understood: the young nuns who disappeared mysteriously in Mingchen Nunnery had served Huijue's diet and daily life in the quiet courtyard.

One thing is certain, all the nuns who go to the Quiet Retreat to serve Hui Jue will not stay in the Quiet Retreat for long, and their doom will begin from the day they are sent by Hui Jue to serve as attendants in the Quiet Retreat. Huijue let them be acolytes, let them bathe in the secluded courtyard - let Zhizhen observe up close.

"We found a sack in the secret room of Ziyun Temple, who is the woman in the sack?"

"Yes—"

"Who is it?"

"It's the bamboo cultivation of Mingchen'an."

"How did Xiuzhu die?"

"He died of illness."

"When did Xiuzhu die?"

"He died after Qing Shui and Jingping came—he was killed yesterday."

If you get sick in this environment, you can only wait for death.

"What kind of disease does Xiuzhu have?" Although Zhao Zimeng already knew what kind of disease Xiuzhu died of, he still had to let Zhizhen say it himself.

"She had a lot of sores on her body, and I used a lot of medicine, but it never got better."

"Sincerely, you didn't tell us the truth!"

"Captain Zhao, I'm telling the truth."

"Our people have already examined Xiuzhu's body, and Xiuzhu has a gynecological disease, and the cause should be a serious infection in key areas, which eventually leads to inflammation and ulceration and spreads to the whole body. We have dealt with many such cases, but we have not seen such a cruelty against women as yours, and it is simply outrageous. ”

The truth bowed its sinful head.

"Zhenzhen, why don't you speak."

"I am guilty, I confess my sins, and I deserve death."

"What do you want to put Xiuzhu in a sack and lock it in the secret room?"

"Last night, I wanted to remove Xiuzhu's body from the secret room, but you came to Ziyunguan - I don't dare to act rashly - I want to wait until you leave Ziyunguan before dealing with Xiuzhu's body."

"This morning, we have left the Purple Cloud Temple, why don't you remove Xiuzhu's body from the secret room?"

"I found your people in the woods behind me."

It's really amazing. Ma Jianping had already hidden well, but he still found it.

"Do you still want to dispose of Jingping and Qing Shui together, so as to achieve the purpose of killing people and destroying corpses?"

Zhizhen lowered his head again.

"Truly, speak, be louder."

"I can't hide anything from you—you're right, I've had a bad premonition, and I'm preparing to end up tonight with Jing Ping and Qing Shui's life—but it's still a step too late."

The comrades came at the right time, and it is conceivable that if the comrades' movements were a little slower, Qing Shui and Jingping might no longer be in the secret room.

"Do you want to end the lives of Shimizu and Jingping, and hide their bodies in the grotto?"

Zhizhen let out a long sigh.

"Zhizhen, what are you sighing for?"

"After hearing that Huijue was taken away by you, I should have done it—but I was a step late, and I blamed myself for being clever, I guess you can't find Ziyun Guan."

"Aren't you worried about Huijue and Pantuo?"

"Huijue won't say it."

"Why?"

"We've already talked about keeping our mouths shut, but we can't—" until he really wanted to speak.

"What if it doesn't work?"

"I-I got a little medicine for Huijue."

"What medicine?"

"Poison. If you really can't do it, you will take poison and commit suicide. ”

"Where is the poison hidden?"

"Hidden in Huijue's hat."

Ling Huyun stood up suddenly, and Zhao Zimeng and Director Wang left their seats.

No wonder when Zhao Zimeng interrogated Hui Jue, she touched the hat on her head with her hand more than once.

When Zhao Zimeng walked to the door of the interrogation room, he suddenly turned around: "Zhizhen, did you also prepare a pack of medicine for yourself?" ”

"Yes."

"Where's the poison?"

Zhizhen unbuttoned his collar and said at the same time: "I-Captain Zhao don't worry, since I have already confessed my crimes, I won't say anything anymore-I should say, I have said everything, there is no need to take poison." ”

"Yunfei, you take two people to the detention room quickly." Zhao Zimeng said as he walked towards Zhizhen.

On the right side of the collar - on the inside, there is a seam about two centimeters long, which is not sewn with thread - but it is difficult to see with the eye.

Zhizhen reached into the seam of his right hand and pulled out a small yellow paper bag.

Zhao Zimeng took the paper bag and opened it slowly, and inside the paper bag was a small pinch of medicinal powder.

"What kind of poison is this?"

"This medicine is called one step down, and it is more powerful than arsenic and crane top red."

When Linghu Yunfei, Xiang Daimo and Ma Jianping arrived at the detention room, Huijue was sleeping.

Just now, when leaving the interrogation room, Hu Yunfei was frightened into a cold sweat, the reason why Huijue had not taken the poison prepared for her by Zhizhen was because the comrades had not yet grasped the conclusive evidence - Huijue was still lucky: without evidence, the police could not do anything to her.

If Huijue took poison and died, and the comrades did not find evidence of the true crime, then the disappearance case of Ming Chen'an would not be able to be investigated, and for this result, Ling Hu Yunfei really didn't dare to think about it.

The two guards in the detention room told Linghu Yunfei that when Huijue was first locked in the detention room, she sat all day, and the string of Buddhist beads kept turning in her hand all the time, and the situation after that was a little wrong.

"What's wrong?" Linghu Yunfei said.

After that, Huijue lay down all day, and the string of Buddhist beads didn't bother to turn. She was like a sculpture, always in this position, and at night she became a different person, lying down one moment, getting up and walking around, and holding her hat in her hand - like an ant on a hot pan. ”

A guard opens the door to the detention cell.

Three people walked in.

Huijue was indeed like a sculpture, the arrival of the comrades and the sound of the guards opening the door did not alarm her, she was facing inwards, her back to the door, lying on her side. He was covered with a futon, revealing only his shoes, hands, and head. Her clothes were not taken off, and her hat was still on her head.

Xiang Daimo walked to the head of the bed and took off the hat on Huijue's head.

Bald head Huijue, the three of them are still seeing each other for the first time.

Hui Jue's reaction was too strong, just like the previous judgment: she scrambled to her feet, and looked at Xiang Daimo standing in front of her with a look of astonishment—looking at the hat in Xiang Daimo's hand, to be precise—she probably realized what was going on—and some fine beads of sweat were already oozing from Huijue's forehead.

Xiang Daimo turned the gray hat over, touched the brim with his thumb and forefinger, and finally stopped in one place.

Xiang Daimo's thumb felt something.

On the inside of the hat is a brim about two centimeters wide – the brim is thicker than the rest of the hat.

Xiang Daimo used the nail of his little finger to open a gap about two centimeters long, and then slowly moved the foreign body felt by his thumb to the gap.

Soon, the three of them saw a small yellow paper bag at the same time—the color and size of the small paper bag were exactly the same as the small paper bag hidden inside the robe.