Seinfeld carefully surveyed the scene and found footprints of at least three people. In addition to a puddle of blood, there were three small pieces of orange peel. There are more of them, and there are fewer of them.

She asked, "Mr. Sai, have you examined Master Zhang's body, do you know how he died?" ”

"He was slashed in the throat from the front and died. The technique is clean and neat, a knife is fatal, Lord Zhang doesn't even have a chance to struggle, the murderer should be a master with a knife. ”

Seinfeld nodded and measured the size of the three people's footprints with her fingers. Two of the footprints were about the same size, but the third was noticeably larger.

After thinking about it carefully, Song Feiyan asked Sai Huatuo, "Does Mr. Sai know how many entourages Master Zhang has?" ”

"Two. But because he was a prisoner sent by the emperor, if necessary, he could apply to the general for the transfer of soldiers for his temporary use. ”

Seinfeld nodded and said softly, "If I'm not mistaken, I should know who the murderer is." ”

Saihuatuo immediately laughed and asked, "So fast?" Don't talk nonsense, the general can be angry at this time. If you can't justify yourself, he won't let you go! ”

When Master said this, Seinfeld felt a little weak. But she felt that her guess would never be wrong, so she boldly called the soldier next to her to inform Zhao Jingtian, saying that she had found the murderer.

He also asked Zhao Jingtian to bring Zhang Yuan's corpse, and the sick qi brought the two entourages together.

The soldiers next to him had to give face to Zhao Jingtian's personal guards, so they hurriedly went to report it.

After a while, Zhao Jingtian came over with a vast group of people, including Zhang Yuan's two entourage.

Zhao Jingtian walked closer and asked, "Zhao Qi, I can say ugly things ahead." Your identity is different from these brothers, and if you commit a crime, I will definitely punish you severely. Don't expect me to spare you just because you're my personal guard! ”

Song Feiyan hurriedly replied: "Don't worry, your subordinates will definitely not embarrass your son." If the evidence really shows that I am the murderer, I would rather decide it myself than embarrass my son. ”

Zhao Jingtian's eyes immediately showed a hint of worry, he was so worried that Song Feiyan had not been able to understand this murder scene.

With so many soldiers watching, he must not cheat for personal gain.

If she couldn't point out the real culprit he was predetermined to be, the consequences would be severe.

Seinfeld asked Sehuatuo to walk out of the murder scene, leaving her alone to explain to everyone.

"I'm going to lead you step by step to find out the real culprit. Let's look at this scene, are there three small pieces of orange peel? One of them is significantly more, and the two are less. What does this mean? ”

When everyone heard the question of "Zhao Qi", they immediately began to discuss. But they can't say why, what does that mean?

Seinfeld continued to explain: "This shows that Master Zhang was eating oranges with two other people before he was killed, and he ate the most, and the two people ate less. This shows a problem, the status of the two people is not as good as that of Lord Zhang, saying that they can only eat less, while Lord Zhang can eat more. It's like Zhao Lin and I talking to Childe, and Childe brought oranges to eat. We must only be able to eat a little bit before Childe can eat more. Is it reasonable? ”

Zhao Jingtian's eyes were full of satisfaction, fortunately, this girl is smart enough.

The soldiers immediately said that it was very reasonable, so that the murderer was obvious, and it must be the two entourages of Master Zhang.

"It turned out that the two of you killed Lord Zhang and wanted to blame Zhao Qi's guards. How unreasonable! Brothers, catch them! ”

Everyone rushed up and grabbed Zhang Yuan's two entourage.

But these two people were not convinced, and immediately shouted that they were wronged, and asked Zhao Jingtian to make the decision for them.

Zhao Jingtian waved his hand and asked the soldiers to let them go, and then said to Song Feiyan: "Zhao Qi, even if the three orange peels you explained are very reasonable, it doesn't mean who is the murderer." Could it be that you and Zhao Lin ate oranges with me, and I was killed, so it must have been you two who did it? Besides, just relying on orange peels can't prove that the two people who are with Master Zhang are them. ”

Zhang Yuan's two entourages immediately laughed happily, and hurriedly responded to Zhao Jingtian's words, telling "Zhao Qi" not to wronged them.

Seinfeld didn't react on the surface, but in her heart she scolded Zhao Jingtian for being a scumbag. At this time, if you don't help, forget it, and deliberately make it difficult for her.

She sorted out her thoughts for a while, and hurriedly replied: "The general is right, just based on these orange peels, it can't be conclusively said that they are the two of them. But there are still very clear footprints of three people at the scene, one of which must be Mr. Zhang's. The remaining two, wouldn't it be clear if they came to the scene to compare? ”

The crowd immediately responded.

"General, I think what Zhao Qi said is right. Isn't it the two of them, don't you know by comparing the footprints? ”

"That's right! Ask the general to order them to compare the footprints at once. ”

Zhao Jingtian looked at Zhang Yuan's entourage and asked, "Do you two dare to step forward and compare?" ”

The two of them immediately replied that of course they dare, they were not afraid of shadows, and they were not afraid of what they had not done.

Zhao Jingtian laughed, and his eyes showed a strong murderous intent. But he quickly erased it again, and replied with a smile: "That's good, you two can compare it in front of your brothers now." If Zhao Qi wrongs you, I will definitely not spare him. ”

The two of them looked at each other, and boldly stepped forward to compare the footprints.

Everyone saw that their footprints matched the footprints of the two small orange peels.

The soldiers immediately drew their swords and prepared for battle, and asked them if they had anything else to say.

The two of them immediately explained in a panic that they really didn't kill Master Zhang, and even if the footprints could match, it didn't prove that the footprints were theirs.

With so many people in the barracks, who can guarantee that they won't be able to find someone as big as their feet?

As soon as they said this, the soldiers fell silent. It sounds like it makes sense, but you really can't just rely on the footprints to prove that it's them.

Seinfeld was also in a dilemma, in fact, her reasoning was good, but none of these evidences were unique.

As long as the evidence is not appropriate for a particular person, it cannot be used as evidence.

This is terrible, Zhao Jingtian has already said it. If she can't justify herself, she must not be let go.

When Seinfeld was in a hurry, Zhao Jingtian spoke.

"Zhao Qi, you mobilized the crowd to call us all here, just show us this?"

Zhao Jingtian walked towards Seinfeld as he spoke. Each step was forceful, leaving clear footprints on the ground.

When he walked up to her, he deliberately stomped his foot angrily, and immediately left an extremely clear footprint on the ground.

"Zhao Qi, say it yourself, do you want me to kill you, or do you solve it yourself?"

Zhao Jingtian had a fierce face and a gloomy tone, and it seemed that he really wanted to kill "Zhao Qi".