Since ancient times, people who are engaged in business always have a need, along the way with silver and silver to know dots as a means of communication, even if he has followed Ruan Chengzuo to a lot of county offices since childhood, the officials he wants to know add up to less than one-third of the people he knows.

Based on this, others naturally didn't dare to do anything to Master He, but they avoided it one after another.

But Feng Yin was not timid at all, not only was he not timid, but he walked to Master He's side without any evil thoughts, grabbed his wrist, and raised the back of his hand.

There were four hideous scratches on the back of the hand, the wound was not deep, but the area was large. It was bloodshot, and there was a shallow red scab.

"Master He, may I ask where your wound came from?" Lin Zhutou glanced at Zhang Zhukuai, and several Zhukuai also realized it and surrounded him.

When Gong stiffened his face, shook off Feng Yin's hand, and scolded angrily: "Why do I still need to explain to you how I am injured?" ”

"Master He." Pian Zheng stepped forward, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "Steward Chen has new dirt dander in his nails, there must be someone who was around when he scratched and died." Master He, do you really want to say it? ”

"Say what, don't say what." When he stared at the pitiful kite, he was no longer annoyed. Looking at the second lady Lin Rong again, her eyes were as sentimental as water, and she had completely lost the pity and pampering she had when she saw it in the morning.

I wouldn't say it even if I thought about it.

Feng Yin didn't say anything about it, but simply brought the paper, pushed Master He, and stepped on a footprint. Master He was so angry that he raised his eyebrows, but Feng Yin didn't care about it, and when he was done, he ran happily and drank tea by himself.

That being said, Feng Yin did a great favor, and if he were someone else, he would have to spend a lot of effort.

After a short while, Master He was also tired, and the doctor had already rushed to He's mansion.

Lin Zhutou and Zhang Zhukuai stood around Shi Gong respectively, and Lin Zhutou frowned: "Please come back to the yamen with us." ”

When did Gong retract his gaze to look at Lin Rong, he stood with his hands in his hands, but he was refreshing, and went out with a few catches.

Somehow, Lian Zheng always felt that Master He was not far from being as unkind as those who chewed the root of his tongue said. She felt that Master He had some feelings for the second lady, if it wasn't for that, why bother waiting for the doctor to come.

Although Lin Rong was rescued in time after hanging, in fact, hanging is often very different from in TV dramas.

The strangulation marks on Lin Rong's neck are extremely deep, if it weren't for the murderer's haste of hands and feet, he would have been one or two points worse, but he was afraid that he would die early.

Hanging can easily damage people's spine, serious can paralyze people or damage their vocal cords, and moreover, because of the lack of oxygen to the brain, they may not wake up or become vegetative, and the danger of hanging is far more powerful than that staged in modern TV dramas.

It's so deep, the second lady doesn't know if she can wake up, but I'm afraid that it will be more than lucky.

"What kind of thoughts did you have to kill Li Erhu, Chen Jiafu and Lin Rong?" From the murder at the beginning, to now there are two corpses, but there is still no clue about this case.

A few quick discussions woke up the kite, and she hurriedly groped her way through the sound. A few people were comparing a few blank pieces of paper outside the door, on which were the footprints of the previous days and today.

"Master He's footprints are different from these two."

Lin Zhutou found someone to draw half of the footprints on the windowsill, and then sent someone to the official office to get the footprints on Li Erhu's clothes. These two are indeed very similar, but the footprints that Feng Yin let when he stepped on them are far different from the first two.

There was a little catcher with a raw face, and scratched his head: "Can't it be that after Master He jumped down, he changed his shoes and came back?" ”

"Ah San, if it's you, when you jump down, you can immediately go back to the room to change your shoes, hide your shoes, and then rush over as soon as possible, how long do you think it will take?" The person who called the little catcher was also new, but he was much calmer, and everyone called him Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhu, who was called Ah San, was stunned, and he couldn't count the time for a long time with his fingers crossed. Lin Zhutou smiled and patted the back of his head: "Go to the chair and stool, run once and you will count." ”

Just do it, and a few catchers quickly got busy. Ah San played the murderer of the jumping platform, not only ran to the door of Mr. Lin's room to simulate changing shoes, for fear of being found, he hid for a while, and when he ran back, he had already spent half a pillar of incense.

When Ah San ran back, Zhang Zhukuai, Lin Zhutou and the man who was not dressed as a man or a woman were sitting next to a son-in-law, and when he came back, the man glanced at the incense pillar, and the son-in-law shook his head: "It's too slow." ”

"When Master He came, the incense had just been lit, and he didn't even wait for the ashes to fall. That is to say, as soon as there is movement, he comes almost immediately. Zhang Yu nodded quickly and looked up at Ah San: "Didn't you watch Master He come out when Xiao Zhao blocked him?" Does he have a chance to hide? If you have to climb the windowsill to get in, the time it takes is a bit unreasonable. ”

Ah San heard that this did make sense, he was indeed next to Xiao Zhao, and he didn't see any chance for Master He to hide and enter the room like this, as soon as he heard that the second lady had hanged, he almost immediately pushed open the door and came out.

"Boss, I searched Master He's room, but I didn't find the soles of this pattern." Xiao Zhao held a pair of black boots in his hand, turned them over and handed them over: "But it's all like this, and the patterns are nothing special." ”

The soles of the shoes were turned over and compared with a few footprints on the table, and it was indeed very different, and it felt very weird.

"Wait." Feng Yin suddenly found something, and pointed to the shoe pattern on the rice paper, "Lin Zhutou, when you painted, was the toe of the shoe square?" ”

Lin Zhutou was stunned, and some couldn't react.

The footprints on Li Erhu's body are stepped on on the clothes, because the imprint of the yellow mud has some patterns, and the center of gravity of the person who stepped on it is biased backwards, so the imprint is deep and shallow, and the footprints on the second lady's windowsill are only half, and there is no toe cap, so when painting, Lin Zhutou subconsciously drew the outer frame first, and then traced the shoe pattern.

Feng Yin stood up suddenly, walked towards the lawn outside the second wife Lin Rong's house, walked squarely to the position under the windowsill in the house, and squatted down to look at the traces on the lawn.

Pity Zheng naturally followed, Zhang Zhukuai and Lin Zhutou didn't know what was going on, they just felt that something was wrong with them, so they hurriedly chased after them.

Although there are no shoe prints on the lawn, because the distance of falling is relatively high, and the ground is soft just after the rainy season a few days ago, there are shallow grooves left, and the toe caps of the grooves are round!

"It seems that no one has been able to figure it out all this time." Feng Yin stood up and pointed to the gravure on the lawn: "The murderer is a woman." ”