Chapter 242: The Doom of the Nine Poisonous Days
He Zhichun didn't have time to delve into the meaning of Wang Wenlin's last sentence, but he saw that he had already opened the door of the inner room, pulled out a file, and threw it into He Zhichun's arms.
"Hurry up, after reading it, let's go catch ghosts tonight."
He Zhichun was caught off guard, and the corner of the file turned her face red.
Zhang Qizuo shook his head, it was because of Wang Wenlin's violent temper and his good teacher, he chattered when he saw people, because no one in their house wanted to come!
Wang Wenlin had asked Yan Weiqing before.
As a result, the people of Dali Temple can watch the excitement every day.
Wang Wenlin's roar was like thunder, crackling was a scolding, Yan Weiqing's face was expressionless, and he still wrote his own file without moving.
The two really couldn't get together, so Wang Wenlin sent him back again.
At this point, no one came, and Li Shifu didn't know how long he could stay.
He Zhichun took the file, found a table case on the third wall, and put down his large box.
At this time, He Zhichun's utensils in the original place were also moved by the servants.
The more Wang Wenlin looked at it, the more angry he became, how could this person be a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water? At first glance, it is a corrupted little lady's style, and Wang Xizhi's dog eyes are really blind.
I saw that He Zhichun first laid a table flag embroidered with Taoist symbols on the table and placed a pot of koi.
Then under the table, a layer of bamboo mats was laid out, and then a large, soft cushion of water lilies was placed, because it was summer, and the cushion was made of ice silk.
The four treasures of the study room placed on the table are all boutiques.
Wang Wenlin slapped the table with his hand, "Didn't you come here to enjoy the blessings?" Did you say everything in vain? ”
He Zhichun smiled at Wang Wenlin, "Wang Shaoqing, this is not right, why not enjoy it?" When you are in a happy mood, you can have a clear mind and better judge the case! ”
and did not spend your money...... Go and see Wang Sizhi and Yan Weiqing, they are all like this!
Zhang Qizuo hurriedly came over to play the round, "Your ice silk cushion is good, in this summer, if you sit for a long time, it is easy to get sores......"
Wang Wenlin saw He Zhichun's face not changing and talking about hemorrhoids with Zhang Yanzuo, and he felt a stalk in his heart, are all the little ladies like this now?
It's really a world that is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient!
He Zhichun was busy, so he opened the file seriously, and only after reading the beginning, he couldn't help frowning.
This case has already been closed by Jing Zhaoyin.
In Guiyifang, southwest of the capital near Anhua Gate, before the 10th curtain drum was beaten, there was a case of the disappearance of a little lady.
There was a commoner woman named Fang Niang, her mother's family Tianding, who went to congratulate her, and it was not until she was about to close the door that she came out of her mother's Huaizhen Fang, and hurriedly took a donkey cart to Guiyifang.
Bizarrely, Fang Niang did not return all night, and her husband Qian Jia did not dare to violate the curfew, and waited until dawn the next day to find an empty donkey cart not far from Fangmen.
Fang Niang is gone.
On the third day, near Qushui, there was a knocker He San, who found a female corpse. The left hand of the female corpse is missing, and it is the Fang Niang.
The bad guy caught Fang Niang's husband Qian Jia and came to interrogate, but found that he was a gambler, living by selling his ancestral property, and coveting Fang Niang's dowry, and the two had a big quarrel.
The neighbors can prove that Fang Niang was very angry at that time, and said vigorously: If you continue to gamble like this, be careful of being chopped off.
Qian Jia was very angry, saying that she had cursed her husband and committed the crime of seven tongues, and was going to divorce her.
……
In the end, Qian Jia pleaded guilty and admitted that he intercepted Fang Niang halfway and took her to Qushui, pressed her into the water and drowned, and then cut off her left arm with an axe, because their son was only three years old, Fang Niang had a son, and the dowry would belong to his son after his death, and he would not return it to his mother's family, so he would be able to take it to pay off his gambling debts.
Wang Wenlin saw that she had finished reading it, and asked, "What do you think?" ”
He Zhichun frowned, "This case is unknown, except for Qian Jia's own confession in the end, where is the murder weapon?" When Fang Niang was about to return home, the dusk drum had already sounded, and Huaizhen Fang was not far from Guiyi Fang, but Qujiang was in the southeast direction. ”
"Judging from the foot strength of the donkey cart, it is very likely that Qian Jia will not be able to take Fang Niang to Qushui before committing the night, let alone returning home, and when the workshop opens on the second day, he will come out to find Fang Niang."
"Qian Jia wants to kill Fang Niang, why do you have to go to the trouble of Qushui? He drowned first, and then chopped with an axe. ”
"If it's really Qian Jia's doing. The testimony of several neighbors is nothing at all, and Jing Zhaoyin does not have any evidence, so why should he plead guilty? A gambler, still expecting his conscience to find out after he kills someone? There is something strange about this case. ”
To put it mildly, it is not too easy for this kind of husband and wife to seek money and kill each other, let her die of illness at home, or disguise her as a hanger after strangling her, maybe she will not be able to make trouble in the yamen at all, and she will be buried in a hurry.
In these years, if the people don't report it, the officials won't be held accountable.
Wang Wenlin glanced at He Zhichun lightly, "It's not stupid." ”
"But this case is a case of Beijing people, it should be under the management of Jing Zhaoyin, and then handed over to the Criminal Department for reconsideration, how did it come to Wang Shaoqing?"
Wang Wenlin then threw two more files.
He Zhichun opened it curiously, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.
The first file that was missing was the popular Duzhi lady in Pingkangfang, whose name was Red Sleeves. Red Sleeves picked up the name of the benefactor early one morning and went to Qujiang for a cruise.
But no one ever came back.
This red sleeve is not an ordinary flower girl, she is quite poetic, and her literary talent is not lost.
Pingkangfang's life is not valuable, originally this kind of flower girl was abducted or escaped, the old bustard is to let his own thugs to chase, can't chase back, so he thinks he's unlucky.
But Red Sleeves had a few regular customers, and they didn't give up, so they had to report the case and look for her back.
The second dossier is not a matter of the capital.
It is in a county town under Henan Province.
The local Ming Mansion has a daughter, thirteen years old, born extremely beautiful, named Gongsun Ying. This Gongsun Ying believed in Buddhism and often went to the local temple to serve fragrant cloth porridge.
One day, when he led his family to rest, he suddenly disappeared.
Gongsun Mingfu thought that his daughter was captured by a bandit, so he sent his bad people to look for him all over the mountains, and really found Gongsun Ying's body.
She's dead, and she's missing a right hand.
……
What is the connection between these three cases?
He Zhichun put this file together for comparison, and soon found out that something was wrong, that is, the three dead or missing little ladies, when they died or disappeared, they were all wearing garnet red bronzing skirts, and their birthdays were the first of the nine poisonous days, the Dragon Boat Festival.
In other words, they were all born on the same day as He Zhichun.
He Zhichun couldn't help but shudder when he thought about it.
Red, birthday, broken hands and feet......
These three cases are likely to be serial homicides, so they are put together.
In so many cases, what a terrifying existence Wang Wenlin must have been, who discovered these connections.
So, Wang Wenlin, who wants her to be a bait, knows that her birthday is also the Dragon Boat Festival?
Wang Wenlin glanced at He Zhichun condescendingly, "Now that you know the difficulty and retreat, it's still too late." This case has been handed over to Dali Temple, the Criminal Department and the Three Divisions of Yushitai for trial. If you are ready, go to the gate of Pingkang Square tonight and wait. ”