The place of the crime was in the storage warehouse of the kitchen on the first floor, the body did not move, and the scene was relatively well protected.

The deceased was a male, judged to be between twenty and twenty-five years of age, and died at the time of yesterday's death, the body was intact, and there were marks of a rope on his neck, and the body was relatively not terrible.

However, Su Qingcheng still followed behind Jiang Cailing very stiffly, and followed suit, fortunately there was no one else here, otherwise the ten princes were afraid of ghosts, and they were afraid that it would soon spread.

The rope was thrown in the kitchen by the murderer as a tool of crime, and all the clues put together seemed to form a good idea: the murderer sneaked into the kitchen in the dead of night, strangled the victim to death with a hemp rope and fled.

Continuing to observe in the room, his eyes swept over the table very close to the deceased, only to see that the items on it were placed in a very chaotic manner, the dishes that had been stacked up and put away were all messed up, and the eggs in the basket also fell off the table and shattered to the ground.

But in the face of the large-scale chaos, Jiang Cailing's eyes showed a look of doubt, if he really struggled so hard at the time of the incident and could mess up the entire room, then why didn't the deceased choose to use a knife to save himself, was it because he couldn't think of it at all because of the panic?

Jiang Cailing opened her lips and asked, as if she was speaking to Su Qingcheng, but as if she was talking to herself, "If someone is strangled with a rope and you don't know martial arts, how will you save yourself?" ”

Su Qingcheng thought for a while, grabbed his hand around his neck, and then replied, "I will hold on to the rope hard, trying to expose the gap between the rope and the neck." ”

Jiang Cailing also thinks so, survival is human instinct, and she will definitely try her best to protect herself when she is dying. Squatting down and approaching the corpse, he saw no signs of struggle on his neck except for strangulation marks, no trace of pulling the hemp rope on his fingers, and not even dander in his nails.

"So, you're trying to suspect that the deceased wasn't strangled with a rope?" Su Qingcheng's voice came from above his head, and his voice didn't seem to have the panic just now, but gradually became interested in the case itself.

Jiang Cailing stared, "If the crime occurred here, the officers and soldiers outside would definitely hear the movement, and the deceased would not have been discovered by the people in the kitchen the next day." But it's probably not so simple to transfer a corpse from the outside, even the swill bucket will be opened and inspected, how can a dead person appear here? ”

There is an absolute possibility that both roads will not work, and Jiang Cailing is at a loss for a while, it seems that this case is a problem deliberately set up by someone, the purpose is to show the lack of ability of the Eighth Prince and Su Qingcheng to the Chu Emperor, so that Luan Wenzhi's strength will be highlighted.

Gu Jiming's weak appearance just now flashed in his mind, Jiang Cailing knew that things could not wait any longer, and this case must be investigated as soon as possible, so that Emperor Chu would be disgusted with Empress Chu and the East Palace, and force Luan Wenzhi to rebel, so that Su Qingcheng could sit on the dragon chair in the chaos.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cailing's eyes flashed with a hint of firmness, and threw the hemp rope into Su Qingcheng's arms, "You use the hemp rope to strangle me, I don't say that you will keep working hard." ”

Su Qingcheng's hand holding the rope stopped in the air, and looked at Jiang Cailing questioningly, as if he suspected that he had misheard.

"Don't be stunned, let's get started." Jiang Cailing pushed Su Qingcheng, and saw that the other party still didn't move, so she explained, "I want to experience the heart of the deceased at the time of the crime, so that I can know if someone deliberately faked the scene here." ”

Amber eyes wrinkled, put the rope around his neck, and then put the other end of the rope in Jiang Cailing's hand, "You don't need to try this kind of thing, I'll come." ”

In Jiang Cailing's eyes, there was really no need to fight, so she said decisively and simply, "The deceased's figure is not burly, so it's better for me to come, if you don't help me, I'll go find someone else." ”

Seeing the other party's straightforward attitude, Su Qingcheng took off the rope around his neck, with obvious worry in his eyes, "If you think it's not good, you must tell me." ”

With a rope around her neck, Jiang Cailing nodded, "Let's start, as long as I don't say stop, you must not let go of the rope." ”

“…… Good. ”

The rope gradually began to exert force, unable to breathe at all, green tendons appeared on his forehead and neck, and his face was suffocated red, Jiang Cailing raised her arm hard, and held the rope on her neck tightly with her hand, and the neck was accompanied by the strangled red marks and deep and shallow scratches.

When the air was exhausted and she was on the verge of death, Jiang Cailing's mind was blank, and she couldn't think of anything at all, just struggled. By this time, the limbs had become paralyzed, and they could not exert their strength at all.

Su Qingcheng saw that the situation was wrong, and immediately let go of the rope, and Jiang Cailing fell to the ground without any support like a piece of paper. Su Qingcheng's eyes were quick, his long arms stretched out to support his back, and he helped Jiang Cailing to sit on the ground.

Seeing that the person in his arms closed his eyes tightly, and there was no sign of soberness after calling a few times, Su Qingcheng's expression immediately became flustered, raised his hand and patted Jiang Cailing's face, and called eagerly, "He Ling'er, He Ling'er, wake up!" ”

"Ahem-" I saw Jiang Cailing begin to cough violently, almost suffocating because of the lack of air, her face was abnormally red, her hair bun had become messy because of the struggle just now, her apricot eyes slowly opened, the white part of her eyes was covered with red bloodshots, and the green tendons on her forehead faintly appeared.

Su Qingcheng's eyes were instantly overjoyed, and he hugged her in his arms, "Do you feel that you are uncomfortable, I will take you to Langzhong now!" ”

"Ahem, no...... I don't remember what I did, but I know for sure one thing, if I had been strangled by the neck, there would have been no such chaos, I wouldn't have been! Jiang Cailing said this, as if she was thinking about something, her eyes lit up, and she said excitedly to Su Qingcheng, "The murderer deliberately messed up the scene just to confuse the public, so that we think that this is the place where the crime occurred!" ”

At this time, Jiang Cailing was not good-looking, and it could even be said that she was very embarrassed, the broken hair on her forehead was wet with sweat, and she stuck to her forehead one by one, but this look fell into Su Qingcheng's eyes, but her heart seemed to have been hit, and it suddenly beat very fast.

Jiang Cailing is different from all the women he has ever known, he has seen women who are as scheming as needles under the sea, such as Queen Chu and other people in the harem; I have also seen arrogant and domineering women who deliberately pretend to be innocent and wronged, such as Qian Lan, Wu Xiaoyao and others; has also met a weak and kind woman like Du Nianyu, but Jiang Cailing is something he can't describe in one word.

At first, he deliberately pretended to be a and ignorant when he met, and later his forbearance and low-key in the process of repeated assassinations, in the face of the Wu family and the Wang family's arrogance, in the face of Cui Nian's gentleness and cuteness, and at this time she was stubborn and tenacious, every side was her, but she couldn't tell which side was the real her, or all of them.

She has the stubbornness in her bones that ten cows can't pull back, as long as she believes in something, she will definitely do it, and even sometimes she will not hesitate to hurt herself for what she believes in.

A lightning bolt crossed outside the window, and the raindrops the size of beans began to crackle and fall on the eaves and the ground, and the sky outside the window was like a millstone overturning, dark clouds were rolling, and the wind was raging, and soon the rapid and heavy raindrops formed a rain barrier on the ground, and it was impossible to see the distance ten steps away.

His eyes fell on Jiang Cailing's neck, covered with bruises and wounds, Su Qingcheng's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be reluctant to help Jiang Cailing up, "Since this is not the scene of the crime, let's go back today." ”

Because he was strangled by his neck just now, he couldn't use his strength in his hands and feet now, and even his shoulders trembled lightly involuntarily, and he was just helped up by Su Qingcheng, Jiang Cailing's legs were weak and he lay on the ground again. Seeing this, Su Qingcheng didn't think about it, his slender waist bent, accompanied by Jiang Cailing's exclamation, and directly carried her behind him.

"Let me down, I'll just take a moment." Jiang Cailing spoke in a hurry, her throat and even her chest ached, and then she coughed again.

Su Qingcheng ignored it, supported Jiang Cailing's body with one hand, and picked up the oil-paper umbrella from the door with the other hand, and stepped into the rain curtain after opening it.

Most of the umbrellas were propped up on top of Jiang Cailing's head, and when she arrived at the place where the carriage was parked, she was not covered by the rain except for her shoes, which were a little wet. Most of Su Qingcheng's arrow-red brocade clothes were soaked by the rain and stuck to his body wetly, outlining his slender and strong figure undoubtedly.

Jiang Cailing didn't pay attention to this, but saw that Su Qingcheng's body was soaking wet and felt very unhappy, took out a delicate porcelain bottle from his sleeve, handed it to Su Qingcheng's hand, and said softly, "You can take the pills in this after you go back, so you don't have to suffer from the wind and cold after being exposed to the rain." ”

"You're worried about me?" A deep and beautiful voice came from Su Qingcheng's throat.

Jiang Cailing raised her eyes when she heard this, and her gaze just crashed into the amber light, burning her eyes, hiding a secret expectation.

The coachman waved the whip rope, the horse's hooves splashed, the carriage moved, the wind curtained, and the inky dark clouds shrouded everything in Nan'an Castle in azure. The sound of horses' hooves, the sound of rain, the noise of people sheltering from the rain...... The sounds mingled, and it became more and more silent in the carriage separated by a layer of fabric.

"Bang-"

The carriage passed through a mud puddle, and the carriage body began to shake violently, Jiang Cailing couldn't sit at all, and her body shook back and forth with the carriage, hitting the hard car wall, pulling the wound on her neck, oozing a little blood.

Su Qingcheng frowned, sat down next to Jiang Cailing from the seat opposite, and pulled her into his arms......

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