Chapter Ninety-Five: Death and Resurrection

This sudden change, Fu Shu and Lin Zhifan did not get out of the drunken flower building.

The yacha had already surrounded the drunken flower building, and no one could get out, and it was Yin Liu Jing of Jingzhao Mansion who was in charge of the overall situation, and he walked to the deceased's dancing girl and looked at it twice, and then shouted loudly: "What are you doing?" ”

As soon as the words fell, not long after, a young man walked out of the crowd, this person looked slightly dark, he walked to the corpse with the toolbox on his back, squatted down and examined it carefully, looking at the neck scar of the deceased, the death and zombie behind the veil, after a while, he slowly raised his head and arched his hand to Liu Jing and said: "Lord Qiyu, the deceased was suffocated to death by being choked by someone's throat." ”

Liu Jingwenyan glanced at the woman who was sitting on the side of the hook rail, and her nerves were in a trance, and suddenly she made a gesture and said in a low voice: "Are you sure?"

The crop nodded solemnly and said, "The villain is sure." ”

Liu Jing looked embarrassed, but this life was in front of him, but he couldn't explain it. After thinking for a long time, he waved his sleeves and shouted, "Someone, put the prisoner in prison." ”

Before Liu Jing's words were finished, Chang De, the servant of the Criminal Department, walked in with a gloomy face, glanced at the chaos in the building, and said coldly: "Liu Jing, who do you want to put in prison?" ”

Liu Jingdeng looked frightened and knelt on the ground, and at this time, everyone in the building knelt on the ground, kowtowed and said in unison: "See Lord Chang, the waiter of the Criminal Department." ”

Fu Shu and Lin Zhifan naturally knelt down in the crowd, just in the most inconspicuous place on the side, looking at all this coldly.

Lin Zhifan raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he even felt that this play was a little good-looking, and he tugged at his sleeve without a trace, and Lin Zhifan was only slightly restrained at that time.

Changde walked towards Liu Jing, glanced at the woman lying on the ground, his eyes deepened, and in a blink of an eye, he fell on the woman who was in a trance, and the look of boredom without a trace was in the center of his eyebrows, and he went down in a flash, and said in a low voice: "Take the young lady back to the mansion to take care of it." ”

The house slave behind Changde immediately responded and walked towards the woman, Liu Jing saw this, although he was afraid of Changde's power, he was a stubborn character, and immediately said loudly: "Lord Chang, this is afraid that it is unreasonable, the Qinglou Dancing Lady was strangled to death by the young lady, and in front of everyone's eyes, if the lower official allows you to take the young lady away, I am afraid that the lower official will not be able to explain to the people." ”

Chang De turned around suddenly, stared at him coldly, trembled badly, and said coldly: "This case has not yet been tried, and just by making a few words, you can convict Liu Yan of murder, it is too hasty, although you intervene in the judicial process, if the final witness is Liu Yan killed, this official will not cover up." ”

After that, he raised his hand and motioned for the house slave to take away the stunned Liu Yan, and the Liu Yan's hair was scattered, his face was pale, and he shrank in a corner of the hook railing, staring closely at the dancing girl lying on the ground, her back was charming and fresh, each one was like a ghost, and her teeth and claws were torn at him.

Suddenly. Liu Yan screamed, broke free from the hand of the house slave, ran towards the dancing girl, stretched out his hand to turn her over, pulled the veil off her face, and a gorgeous and bewitching face appeared in front of her, Liu Yan was stunned, the veil on his hand fell to the ground, and his body involuntarily fell backwards, muttering: "Who is this person?" ”

Chang De looked at the face of the dancing girl, and couldn't help frowning, and the old bustard immediately stepped forward and knelt down and said, "This person is the number one Xin Tao in my most flowery building." ”

Liu Yan shuddered, his face turned from blue to white, and from white to blue, and finally raised his head and laughed, and then lowered his head in grief, crying: "Who is Xin Tao?" ”

Everyone frowned curiously and looked at the crying and laughing woman on the Gooling platform, and Liu Jing's catcher stepped forward and whispered to him: "Lord Qiyu, there is one less person in the drunken flower building." ”

Liu Jing was surprised when he heard this: "Who is missing?" ”

The catcher said quickly: "It's a luthier, he seems to have taken advantage of the chaos to run away." ”

"The luthier?" Hearing this, the old bustard raised his head from under Changde's feet and said, "That piano master, he only came today, and his face is quite raw, why is he gone?" ”

Liu Jing thought for a moment, and immediately rejoiced, raised his hand and hugged his fist at Chang De and said: "Lord Chang, there is a new development in the case now, the pianist escaped, his behavior was suspicious, and the young lady was not in good health, so Lord Chang took him back to the mansion to recuperate, after an in-depth investigation by the lower officials." Again, ask the young woman to cooperate. ”

"Not necessarily." Changde suddenly changed his attitude for some reason, and said to Liu Jing: "Let's do business." ”

"Daddy!" Liu Yan suddenly raised his head and shouted in disbelief at Changde.

Chang De ignored her cry, turned around and left the drunken flower building, leaving the stunned Liu Jing messy on the ground, he couldn't understand Chang Daren's mind at the moment.

After Changde left, the atmosphere was also a lot more relaxed, Liu Jing stood up and looked at the two women on the stage who died in their lives, one with a bewitching back flower, and the other crying and laughing like crazy.

"Still caught?" Yang Shen asked in embarrassment.

"Catch it." Liu Jing sighed, and his subordinates immediately stepped forward to grab Liu Yan, but her eyes still fell on the Hua Tian makeup on the back of the peach, and murmured: "It's not her, it's not her, haha, it's not her!" Liu Yan was forcibly taken down by the servants.

Liu Jing listened to her words, his eyes also fell on the white back of the dancing girl Xin Tao, the flowers were like brocade flowers, and he immediately asked, "Who painted the flower on the dancing girl Xin Tao?" ”

At this time, there was silence in the drunken flower building, and the two men who were originally in the private room next to Lin Zhifan on the second floor immediately stepped forward and replied: "Back to the adult's words, the grass people know that the flower on Xin Tao's back is painted by the new Gongbi painter in the capital, Fushu girl." ”

"Fushu?" Liu Jing muttered the name, and at this moment, in the most inconspicuous place in the drunken flower building, a woman wearing a veil slowly walked over, she moved lightly, came to Liu Jing, gave a salute, and said softly: "It's the little woman." ”

Liu Jing stared at him curiously, and said in a deep voice: "The Huadian makeup on Xin Tao's body was painted by you

? ”

"It was painted by a little woman." Fu Shu replied lightly.

"When was it drawn?" Liu Jingjing, you asked her.

"Early this morning, after the peach girl took a bath, she asked me to draw a picture of a hundred flowers for him and put it on her back, and after the painting was finished, it was about the beginning of a certain time." A delicate face behind the veil. With an indifferent smile, there is a clear gap between his eyebrows.

"Since it's the beginning of the Mao period, why did you go to the middle of the sky this month and haven't left the Drunken Flower Building?" Liu Jing stared at her and asked quickly.

Fu Shu was neither humble nor arrogant, and replied softly: "At noon, the hibiscus girl wants to paint the forehead makeup, and the little woman paints for her for an hour, and at three o'clock in the morning, the laughing girl also wants to paint the forehead makeup, the little woman rests for a while, and then paints for her for an hour, until the time is near, the little woman has not yet walked out of the drunken flower building after painting, and she has encountered such a disaster, and the adults can investigate it in detail." ”

When Fu Shu's words fell, the old bustard immediately stepped forward and confirmed: "Yes, Lord Liu Mingjian, Fu Shu's painting skills are first-class, her heart is soft and kind, and she is by no means a villain. ”

Liu Jing looked at her for a while, waved his hand and said, "That's it, someone will bring the body of the dancing girl Xin Tao back to the yamen." ”

After he brushed his sleeves and left, and after the servant took the corpse away, in the drunken flower building, the people's hearts were sad, and the business could not be done, everyone dispersed in a hurry, leaving the old bustard to sit on the ground and cry: "What a sin!" ”

The night was dark and the wind was urgent, Lin Zhifan walked in front with a lantern, Fu Shu's white saro skirt swayed gently with the wind, frowned and lowered his head to follow him, the dim light shrouded the two, Fu Shu couldn't help but sigh softly.

Lin Zhifan glanced back at her: "This kind of thing, you have often seen it before, why did you become a woman in a few months, and even your heart became weak?" ”

The sky is like an unfathomable well, a waning moon appears and disappears in the thick clouds, and when it is hidden, it does not see its five fingers, and the reality refuses to shine.

"Why am I wrong?" Lin Zhifan looked at her suddenly, under the dappled moonlight, Fu Shu slowly raised his face, looked at him and shook his head and smiled: "Lin Zhifan, you have become so sharp and sharp in the past few months, I don't know where Wang Zuonong is, do you have a good life to stare at?" ”

Yes, the painter's support is Bai Hanyan, at this moment she has recovered her daughter's body, green silk, painting red makeup, hidden in the dark, she is waiting for the opportunity to move Bai Hanyan, and now, when she is in the light, she is the painter of Gongbi to help Shu.

Lin Zhifan sighed: "Wang Zuonong is in prison, no one has gone to see him at all, and the person behind him can't find any clues." ”

Bai Hanyan couldn't help but feel sad, at that time, she planned to force the emperor to correct her father's name by death, and what Wang Xin saw was evidence, coupled with the discussion of the people, the emperor could not be allowed to let go, and she also became a person in the shadows, so that it was even more convenient to investigate the real mastermind behind her father's case.

It's just that she never thought that this Wang Zuonong was so useless, so did the people behind it really want to give him up?

"I'm curious?" Lin Zhifan looked at her with strange eyes, and frowned: "How did you escape from the abyss?" ”

At that time, when Bai Hanyan came to him with the identity of Fushu, he was really taken aback, he had not yet come out of the guilt of Bai Hanyan's death, and this cold sight of her showing people in women's clothes really made him stunned for a long time, and he couldn't come back to his senses.

Bai Hanyan smiled: "There is a dark hole five zhang below the abyss, I went down to the hole in advance, and then made hands and feet, when jumping off the cliff, I tied a silk rope on my body, the silk is tough and thin and not easy to detect, the other end is tied in the dark hole, Wang Xin and others watched me fall into the abyss, in fact, I only fell five zhang, the fog below, they can't see clearly, fortunately, I am not bad, save my own life." ”

"You girl can't help but be fierce, and your courage is not small!" Lin Zhifan shook his head and said helplessly.

A smile line appeared on Bai Hanyan's lips, looking up at the waning moon in the sky, and sighed softly: "This is called putting oneself to death and then being born." ”