Tianxiang Inn, the environment is average, there are few customers, and now there is a murder case, and it is already a door.

The shopkeeper was unconsciously stunned by the abacus, his eyes were dull, and the guy sat on the bench and dozed off, and when he heard someone coming in, he quickly got up to greet him, but the smile froze on his face before it was fully displayed, "Li, Li catches the head!"

Li Zhutou was a shorter subordinate in front of Tao Youde, but in front of the flat-headed people, he put up an official stand, "Okay, it's nonsense, take us to the room of the one who was hanged yesterday, you didn't mess with the things in the room, right?"

The shopkeeper's surname was Chen, and when he heard the movement, he hurriedly ran to greet him, and secretly stuffed two pieces of broken silver for Li Zhutou, thinking that he would not be seen by others, but he didn't want this scene to be caught by Ling Che and Chang Yi.

The two looked at each other and felt abnormal.

Shopkeeper Chen smiled diligently, "Naturally not, since the case happened, the guests have all checked out one after another, who would dare to enter that room?

The man took them upstairs, pushed open the door and looked inside with disgust, and said to them: "A few officials, that's it, since the accident, we haven't dared to move anything here, except for a few officials who have done routine inspections, no one has entered." ”

The guest room is the most ordinary, without any embellishment, only a bed and a table, Chang Yi walked in, saw the hemp rope tied to the beam at first glance, and then looked at the bench where the corpse was lying on the ground, and twitched the corner of his mouth after measuring the height.

Ling Che came in and walked around, observing and listening to Chang Yi ask the guy over there, "When did the deceased come to stay there?"

"Well, he had an accident the day before yesterday, and it was about four days ago in the early morning, when the sky was still bright, the wind and dust seemed to have traveled a long way, tired and hungry, and ordered a lot of things to eat and let the small ones be sent to the guest room. The man thought for a moment and recalled.

The day before yesterday, the old fox was really fast!

No wonder he didn't catch this old fox after noticing the emergency blockade of the city gate that day!

Sure enough, cunning!

"Let me ask you again, after the deceased came here, did he go out again?"

"I think I've been out!" replied the fellow, uncertain.

"Don't look like, think about it, has he ever been out?" The ambiguous answer was the most unreliable, and Chang Yi asked patiently and seriously.

"Think about it. The man was also afraid that his words would cause trouble, so he took his attitude a lot more seriously, and after thinking for a long time, he replied with certainty, "I went out, he came to stay in the morning, slept until noon, and when he went downstairs to eat, someone saw him receive a letter and left in a hurry." ”

"Letter, do you remember when you came back?"

This time, the guy shook his head directly, and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, I helped the kitchen that afternoon, and it was He San in front of me, and the letter was handed over by him to the guest officer, you might as well ask him, maybe you can know some details from him." However, I haven't seen him since yesterday, and his house is in the hat alley of the back street. ”

Chang Yi thanked him, checked it habitually, and finally stopped, squatted down under the hemp rope that had fallen the corpse, pinched the ashes on the ground suspiciously, and tilted his head thoughtfully.

Just as Ling Che also squatted down to follow her movements, and then looked up at the hemp rope selected on the beam thoughtfully.

"What are you two looking at?" Feng Shun asked confusedly.

Chang Yi showed the dust on his fingertips to Qianhe and Li Zhutou, "Don't you think there is a lot of dust on the ground?"

"The beams of the room are covered with dust all year round, and it is normal for a large amount to be brought down by ropes. Besides, the autumn wind is strong, maybe the wind blows down?" Chizuru disagreed.

Li Zhutou looked around, and also compounded: "Well, I think what Brother Qian said is reasonable." ”

Chang Yi secretly looked at Qianhe, and hindered Li Zhutou and Feng Shun, so he could only endure the anger and pouted secretly.

Ling Che stood up and clapped his hands, "Let's go!"

"Look at the corpse?" Chizuru wondered.

Chang Yi rolled his eyes at him, "Look at your size, go and ask the one named He San, the corpse can't run away." ”