Jiang seemed to be carefully combing through those keys.

The tragic death of Mrs. Yongchangbo, the husband who slept beside her, the strange fragrance in the closet, the big girl who committed suicide by throwing herself into the water, and the Tongfang who burned paper money......

All this seems to be a mess, and when you don't find the target along the road you identified, people are suddenly confused.

But soon Jiang seemed to have a firm idea.

No matter how deeply the murderer hid it, the smell of the hair could not be removed, and since she did not find the person with the fragrance among these people, it could only mean that the person was not among them.

Zhen Shicheng also thought of this.

In his opinion, as long as he has been to the scene, he will definitely leave traces, and there will be no seamless murder cases.

Is that person not among these people?

Zhen Shicheng took out the roster from his sleeve and looked at it again, and it was clearly written on the roster that there were seventy-two people in the back house.

There are only four masters in the Bofu, and the number of people who maintain the operation of the back house of the Bofu is dozens of times that of it, but this number is just ordinary in the noble house.

Zhen Shicheng summoned a subordinate and whispered a few words.

This subordinate is good at counting, and after listening to Zhen Shicheng's instructions, his eyes quickly swept over the crowd in the courtyard, and after about a cup of tea, he attached himself to Zhen Shicheng's ear and said: "My lord, not counting Yongchangbo and others, there are a total of seventy people at the scene." ”

Zhen Shicheng's eyes tightened.

Two people less!

Jiang seemed to see Zhen Shicheng's expression change, although she didn't know what was going on, she understood that there should be a discovery, but unfortunately she couldn't hear it, so she could only wait for Lord Zhen to reveal the answer.

"Steward, ask the official again, are all the people in the back house here?"

The steward was a little nervous by Zhen Shicheng's seriousness, and said with a worried expression: "It's all here." ”

Several of these people have been counted several times, and even those who have taken leave have been sent back to call them back, is there something wrong?

Zhen Shicheng patted the cover of the roster and sneered: "There are seventy-two people on the roster, but only seventy people came, where did the other two go?" ”

The steward was stunned by the question.

Zhen Shicheng didn't give the steward a chance to ponder, and shouted: "There are two people missing, but you don't know it, could it be that you are shielding the murderer?" ”

The steward was so frightened that his face turned white, and he hurriedly said: "My lord, I am wronged, I don't dare to shield the murderer if I give the villain a hundred dares!" ”

"Then tell me, who are these two missing?"

The steward couldn't help but look at a mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law is in charge of the backyard, and she is considered to be the internal manager, and when the steward saw it like this, the sweat came down, and she hurriedly said: "My lord, the subordinates from all over the courtyard of the back house are here, but there are two people left in the inner kitchen——"

"Two people left in the inner kitchen?" Zhen Shicheng's heart moved when he heard this, and his face was extremely serious, "This official has repeatedly emphasized that everyone should gather here, why didn't you say anything about the two of you?" ”

The housekeeper's mother-in-law turned pale with fright: "My lord, the old slave didn't mean to hide it." How can the inner kitchen leave people, and prepare food and drink for the masters, and prepare things for the worship of the lady...... There were originally six people in the inner kitchen, and only two people were left. ”

"Confused, don't call those two over!" When Yongchangbo heard the housekeeper's mother-in-law mention his wife, he was furious.

It's all this time, and these bastards are still thinking about eating and drinking.

Yongchangbo forgot that for these subordinates, serving the master of a good mansion to eat and drink is the most important thing.

It doesn't matter if the floor is dirty and no one cleans it for a while, if the master is thirsty and hungry but can't bring the food in time, maybe the errand will be lost, especially when the master is in a bad mood.

The stewards are also human beings, and in order to avoid this from happening, they left two honest people to work in the kitchen, not thinking that this would have any impact on the investigation of the case.

Not long after, two women were brought in.

One of them was a middle-aged woman, dressed in a green cloth dress, with neatly combed hair and a cloth towel of the same color, looking neat and neat. The other was a little maid, and her body was dusty, and nine times out of ten she was burning.

The two were brought to Zhen Shicheng, the middle-aged woman stood quietly with her hands down, and the little maid was obviously panicked, clasping her hands and stirring, looking like she was about to cry at any time.

Zhen Shicheng only glanced at the little maid, and his attention fell on the middle-aged woman.

The woman's age corresponded to the bloody garment she had taken off.

Although the murderer can do the opposite and deliberately wear clothes that do not fit his identity, this seems to be cautious, but it is actually unwise.

For example, a middle-aged woman walking in a courtyard wearing a teenage girl's dress is tantamount to telling others that there is something wrong with her.

The best cover is to be yourself.

Zhen Shicheng looked at the woman without saying a word.

In such a tense silence, Jiang seemed to circle around the back without a trace, and approached the woman.

Although the woman was wrapped in a headscarf, Jiang seemed to not only have an outstanding sense of smell, but also learned strange arts with Elder Wu Miao, which strengthened her ability in this regard, and as she held her breath, she soon smelled the faint fragrance.

Jiang seemed to have a light in his eyes, and nodded imperceptibly to Zhen Shicheng.

Zhen Shicheng's heart suddenly let go.

Once the murderer is identified, it will not be difficult to pry his mouth open.

Zhen Shicheng glanced at one of his subordinates, and the subordinate immediately came up.

"Quietly have someone lead you to search the woman's house to see if there is anything unusual, especially the scented things and the shoes you have changed."

"Yes." The subordinate responded in a low voice and retreated silently.

There were so many people in the courtyard that after the official retired, he was quickly blocked, and no one paid attention to his whereabouts.

"What are you doing in the kitchen?" Zhen Shicheng asked.

"Little women specialize in desserts." The woman spoke.

"Maid, maid is a fire girl." The little maid said tremblingly.

Zhen Shicheng took the kettle handed over by the servant, took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and then asked, "Why did the two of you stay?" ”

This time, the little maid replied first: "I need a maid to light the fire." ”

In the eyes of the little maid, it is natural for the kitchen to keep people on fire.

Zhen Shicheng's gaze stopped on the woman's face: "What about you?" There are six people in the kitchen, why do you leave the chef who makes desserts? ”

The dessert is just a decoration after the meal, and it is a little unreasonable to leave the chef who makes the dessert.

The woman replied, "The masters like the little women's desserts, and the eldest girl often orders someone to bring the ice cream." ”

As soon as he heard the words "snow cream", Jiang Yideng's face changed.

Just yesterday, she came to Yongchang Bofu as a guest, and Xie Qingqi specially invited her to eat snowflake cream, and praised the cook.

Thinking of this, Jiang seemed to have a flash of inspiration, and thought of another question: "You are new here, right?" ”

In the spring, Yongchang Bofu held a flower-viewing banquet, when she was not reborn, and when she went to the banquet, she did not taste the soft and sweet snowflake cream.

She knows her friend, Xie Qingqi is a person who has good things and is willing to share them with others, if this cook was there at the time, there is no reason not to take out snowflake cream to feast guests.

The steward looked at Jiang Ru's eyes and couldn't hide his surprise: "Dou Niang went to the mansion in three months." ”