Chapter 235: Provocation

"Chashu?" Although the lady in charge felt puzzled in her heart, she immediately ordered someone to move the low ladder.

The onlookers couldn't help but whisper when they saw it, and felt that Wei Qingqing's investigation method was very novel.

The palace maid Jia said: "Cha Shu? Could it be that the tree can still speak? ”

"The cold dead girl can make it speak, so why is it so difficult for a tree to speak? At least the tree is still alive! "Palace maid B was fortunate to see with her own eyes how Wei Qingqing solved the case on the Star Picking Tower, and admired her very much in her heart, as if she regarded Wei Qingqing as the number one idol, and when she saw that someone dared to question Wei Qingqing's ability to solve the case, she immediately spoke out to support Wei Qingqing!

Hearing this, the palace maid said sourly: "I don't believe she is so powerful!" ”

Wei Qingqing's number one maze sister palace maid B clenched her fists, "Hmph! Just wait and see! Our maiden girl will not disappoint everyone! ”

The palace maid Jia said again: "The murderer only gave Miss Wei a day!" It's only been a day, what can I find out? ”

"One day is enough for our maiden girl!" The palace maid doesn't care, in her heart, Miss Wei is the best!

"You're wrong." Before Palace Maiden Yi's words fell, Wei Qingqing, who had climbed the ladder to inspect the tree, coldly picked up her words, obviously listening to all the conversations between the two of them.

As soon as the palace maid Yiyi was named by Wei Qingqing, she suddenly became shy, and her voice became weak, "Wei, Miss Wei......"

"Give me a day that's too much, I'll be able to give you the answer right now!" Wei Qingqing raised her chin proudly, looked down at everyone condescendingly, and began to pretend to be a queen, "The golden bell was hung on the tree after being strangled to death, and the determination of suicide and murder is very simple, and there is no need to waste a day's effort......"

"No, I'll find out after only half a cup of tea." Wei Qingqing said and slowly swept his gaze over the people present, his tone was both arrogant and conceited, "The murderer dares to give me a war letter with such ability?" ”

I'm sorry, I'm just so pretending to be forced, I'm just such a cool bully dragged to the sky!

Only by viciously and comprehensively crushing the arrogance of criminals and overwhelming criminals in terms of momentum can they be frightened to extinguish their criminal hearts!

"Look! I said that Miss Wei will definitely be able to do it! Palace maid B looked at the majestic Wei Qingqing, and was so excited that she almost screamed!

The palace maid Jia also looked at Wei Qingqing in a daze, feeling that she seemed to be radiant, and she shone her light without hesitation to change her position, "Miss Wei will definitely be able to do it if she is so heroic!" "It's already an irrational fan girl.

The lady in charge on the side was calm, and after listening to Wei Qingqing's words, she was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Miss Wei, find out if Jin Ling committed suicide?" ”

"It's been checked." Wei Qingqing bowed slightly, and said in a clear manner: "Everyone, whether they are hanged voluntarily or not before they die, once they are really hanged, their necks will subconsciously struggle violently when they are tightly strangled by a huge external force, and the force is enough to make the rope tied to the trunk of the tree wear through the bark!" ”

"Even if it is an unconscious person, when his neck is tightened by an external force, he will instinctively struggle with his eyes closed," Wei Qingqing arched his fingers and knocked on the hanging rope on the trunk, his eyes slowly scanned the people present, and asked in a deep voice: "The bark on the trunk here is intact, which is enough to prove that the person who was hung up has not struggled!" What kind of person is hung from a tree and does not struggle? ”

"Dead man!" The number one fan, Gong Nuyi, replied loudly.

"That's right, only dead people don't struggle when they're hung up a tree, so Jin Ling is killed by him!" Wei Qingqing said and looked contemptuously into the shadows, and her tone was sarcastic, as if she was mocking the arranger for looking down on her so much, "The puzzle is solved." ”

"Miss Wei is as careful as dust and thoughtful, the old slave is really admired!" The lady in charge praised Wei Qingqing with a smile on her face, and asked politely after praising her: "Since it has been found out that Jin Ling was killed, I also ask Miss Wei to bother to find out about this matter, so that the dead can rest in peace." ”

Wei Qingqing bowed slightly, and then began to investigate the scene of the crime, and it was dawn just after the first survey.

After dawn, people will come and go in this part of the bamboo forest, and it is not appropriate for Jin Ling's body to continue to be placed on the ground, so the lady in charge quickly ordered someone to remove the body to the morgue, and according to Wei Qingqing's instructions, the circle near the tree where the body was hung was blocked, so that no one could approach at will.

Who thought that the corpse would be removed to the morgue at dawn, and someone found another letter on the corpse at noon, and the envelope still indicated that the letter was only for Wei Qingqing.

The letter was quickly sent to Wei Qingqing, Wei Qingqing had already guessed in her heart, and when she opened it, she found that the content of the letter was the same as what she guessed - the other party asked her to solve the case within three days and find out the murderer who killed Jin Ling, and as soon as the time limit was reached, another person would die if the case was not solved!

After reading the letter, Wei Qingqing sneered and threw the letter away, and then took the person in charge of the house to help her, and began to investigate the case according to her method.

She ordered four people to come out first, "You quietly go to the palaces to investigate, investigate, and record all the abnormal things in the palace in the past few days, no matter how big or small, and submit them to me." ”

The four palace maids who were named immediately took the order and left.

"You go and check who didn't sleep in their house last night, and find out if they left their posts without permission." Wei Qingqing pointed to the two palace maids and commanded.

After she finished speaking, she also sent an errand to the last two remaining palace maids, "You go to the embroidery workshop to find out about the golden bell, focusing on who she has had a holiday with." ”

The two groups of palace maids were also ordered to leave.

After assigning all the personnel to the task and sending them out, Wei Qingqing took out the booklet he used to record the case, turned to the page where the autopsy results were recorded, and studied it with full attention.

"Knock-knock-" Suddenly, there were a few soft knocks on the door in her ears.

She followed the prestige and found that Ming Ye had entered the house at some point, and at the moment he was leaning lazily on the floor cover, looking at her with burning eyes.

Wei Qingqing stroked her chest and muttered, "Why do you walk without making a sound!" ”

"You think about the case yourself too much, but you blame this king?" Ming Ye said lightly, walked to the front of the case after speaking, stretched out his slender fingers and flicked Wei Qingqing's booklet, "You are a young girl, you are more and more presentable when you investigate the case, but you have a bit of the posture of Jingzhao Mansion Yin." ”

Wei Qingqing glanced at her and choked him domineeringly, "Can Jingzhao Mansion Yin compare with this girl?" Can he investigate the case as fast as me? Can you have the momentum of me to solve a case? ”

Ming Ye followed Wei Qingqing's words and remembered Wei Qingqing's domineering sword in the Star Picking Tower, as well as her unique method of solving the case - it seems to be simple and rude, and it is unruly, but in fact, it is the most direct and effective, and no one can find a fault.

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