"Mingxin?" At first hearing this name, a trace of apprehension appeared on Pei Shu's face.

After frowning and thinking for a moment, a vague woman's face appeared in his mind, its form was no longer recognizable, except for the graceful temperament that was extremely incompatible with the status of a servant, which left a slight impression on him.

"The Mingxin you are talking about, is it the big girl around the Huang family?" He asked.

"It's her." Chen Ying's head said, her voice was calm, and there was no change in the slightest because of the amazing words she was about to say next: "Mingxin is beautiful and intelligent, and her status in the He family is a little special, and the Huang family is very taboo about her, so there is no clear heart among the people who go to Jinan this time." According to the confessions of the He family, the Huang family proposed to buy a house in Penglai some time ago, and they needed to keep someone to take care of the house, and Mingxin was the one who took care of the house. However, last night, Lord He suddenly proposed that if he wanted to take Mingxin to Jinan, the housekeeper must be chosen another, and Huang was very unwilling, so a fierce dispute broke out between the two, and in the end, Huang compromised. ”

In fact, when Chen Ying asked for details in the small cross-courtyard, He Juncheng and the Huang family were vague, but the servants said a lot, especially the cow mother, who was on her night last night, although He Juncheng and his wife sent her out when they quarreled, she should still have heard a lot. When she told the story, this mother was simply dancing with her eyebrows, and even the private words in the neighborhood were told to Chen Ying, providing Chen Ying with a lot of rich evidence.

The eyes of the masses are bright, especially the masses who love gossip, they are completely sharp-eyed.

With these thoughts in her mind, Chen Ying continued her analysis: "The murderer listened to the whole conversation, and was inspired by Lord He's words, and knew the rules of the official Ding Wei. So he made a temporary decision and killed the old lady He so that the He family could not go to Jinan Mansion. And his only purpose in killing people was just to keep the maid named Mingxin. ”

At this point, she paused and sighed softly: "That's all." ”

Pei Shu wasn't sure if he was opening his mouth wide at the moment.

His eyes must have been round anyway.

He looked sideways at Chen Ying, with undisguised surprise in his eyes.

The murderer actually killed the old lady in someone's house just to leave a maid?

Is this man crazy?

"This person is different from ordinary people." Chen Ying's voice sounded again, still in one sentence: "According to my understanding, the murderer's thinking ...... Thoughts...... Unlike ordinary people, his perspective on things and his way of solving problems are also very different from ordinary people. ”

While speaking, Chen Ying put down the green yarn on the fence, and the curtain fluttered in the wind: "Although in my opinion, this is just a manifestation of mental illness, but the little marquis can also be summed up in one sentence: the murderer is a madman." ”

Pei Shu seemed to be shocked by her words, and was speechless for a long time.

The two of them walked quietly for about five minutes before Chen Ying heard him say in an incredulous tone, "Unexpectedly...... What a madman. ”

Even though he kept his voice low, the utter surprise was conveyed without leaking out.

"It's true, it's surprising." Chen Ying's voice was also very soft, as if whispering.

Silence reigned between the two of them.

No one spoke, only the slight sound of footsteps, and the voices of people coming and going around filled the inexplicable void.

It wasn't until he turned the first corner that Chen Ying said, "Little Hou Ye should have seen Mingxin." ”

Pei Shu nodded: "I've seen it." She has been caught with a cold in recent days, and last night she fell asleep, and I called a medical clerk to see that she was really sick, and she was very sick. ”

"That's it." Chen Ying nodded, she also knew about it: "I also asked her about it, and it was precisely because of listening to her confession that I finally determined the murderer's purpose." ”

Pei Shu pondered for a moment and looked at Chen Ying: "Are you ...... How did you come up with it? ”

His tone was full of doubts, and then he explained: "I'm not questioning your judgment, I just think this case is too ......."

He didn't know how to describe this feeling, and after a pause, he continued: "Actually, judging from this person's murder methods and the large number of footprints he left behind, your inference should be correct. But I still don't understand, how do you see that? ”

From such a mess of clues, the most critical point was extracted, and a reasonable inference was drawn from it, Pei Shu thought that he did not have the ability to do this, even those experienced criminal officials in Dengzhou Mansion were afraid that it would be difficult to find out the truth in such a short period of time.

Chen Ying didn't answer him in a hurry, but reached out and took out a wrapped white cloth from the sleeve cage and handed it over: "This is what I collected from those shoe prints, they gave me a little inspiration, this is also evidence, and I ask the little marquis to put it away." ”

Pei Shu took the cloth towel and took a closer look, but saw that it contained a bunch of very fine bamboo threads, which were the ones that Chen Ying had picked up before.

Pei Shu was a little confused, staring at the bamboo silk for a long time, and Fang smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Lang Tingyu said that you picked up a lot of bamboo silk, and you put it all away like a baby, could it be that?" ”

"Yes. This is very important evidence. Chen Ying's answer was very affirmative.

Pei Shu's face had that incomprehensible look again.

Slowly re-wrapping the cloth towel and tucking it into his sleeve, he let out a long sigh and waved his hand: "Stop, let's go, I still don't have to work hard to do this kind of brain-using thing, just listen to you." ”

By this time, they had already turned the second corner and were standing on the rather lively street.

Chen Ying stopped and looked back, and saw Lang Tingyu following behind with several soldiers in armor, everyone's expressions were very solemn.

She felt a little calmer, and then turned her head to look ahead.

The sky was strangely high, and thick clouds spread out on top of each other, obscuring the light of the sky extremely dim.

It's a winter day when the snow is going to snow, and it's dreary and cold. However, the wind that swept around me indicated that it was still late autumn and there would be no snow, and the bustling world in front of me would continue to be muddy after all.

At this moment, Chen Ying was inexplicably a little angry, and felt that this Great Chu Dynasty, which had always constrained her, did not seem to be useless. At least in terms of freedom of movement after the identification of suspects, it is more convenient than in modern societies under the constraints of the rule of law and order.

She remembers very well that in Mr. Detective's time and space, he was often faced with this situation where there was not enough direct evidence, and all the indirect evidence was directed at the suspect, and at such moments, Mr. Detective had to rack his brains to come up with a countermeasure.

In the Great Chu Dynasty, it was much simpler and rude.