"This donkey ball ball must be the one he killed!"

Several officials also found this half of the silk.

Seeing that the woman was clenching tightly, he guessed that Jiuzidao had bad intentions, and the woman resisted, and Jiuzidao was angry and killed her.

The pinching marks on her neck were obvious, and the woman must have struggled before she died.

But if you pretend to hang yourself, why didn't you take this silk tapestry?

Besides, Jiuzidao is also dead, what's going on with him?

Bai Changsheng asked:

"Who is this woman, and do you know her? Have you started a family? ”

"Her name is a pretty lily, and I don't know what her real name is, and I usually hear that she doesn't check much, but she does have a family, and her man is called Boss Wu."

Bai Changsheng said in his heart that it would not be good to rush this person's name.

At the moment, Boss Wu is not at home, and the stove is covered with a layer of dust, and it seems that he has not been back for a long time.

After observation, it was found that Qiao Baihe should have been dead for some time, how could no one find out?

"Could it be that her husband knew that it was Jiuzidao who bullied his wife, so he sought revenge from him, stoned him to death, and then fled for his life?"

Bai Changsheng lowered his head and pondered, and he was still gesturing with the action of venting his anger hammer in his hand, and when the officials heard it, they hurriedly shouted that the little master was wise.

"No, it's not that simple."

Bai Changsheng was not quite sure of his statement, stretched his waist and feet, and took off the half of the silk silk from the hand of the pretty lily.

Putting it in his nose and sniffing it, Bai Changsheng nodded and put it in his arms.

"Come, come here again tonight, get a white cloth, cover this corpse, don't let anyone see it, cover it and leave, carry it back to the mansion, remember not to be noticed."

Bai Changsheng advised, although the group of officials didn't understand what it meant, they also complied.

And let them go first, and continue to look here, or they will be afraid that they will be annoyed.

The group of officials left and came back in the evening according to Bai Changsheng's instructions.

After the officials left, Bai Changsheng began to take a closer look at the room.

There are some tools used by the martial boss at the door, and there is a hammer, and there is no ash on the hammer.

If you speculate just now, this martial boss should have absconded after killing someone.

Looking at these working tools, you can know that T should be a coolie, with a lot of strength, if you hit your head, you will definitely have a lot of brains in a few strokes.

Everything is exactly like that.

But I just felt that something was wrong, Bai Changsheng opened the coffin shop after all, and he still had a certain understanding of the dead.

Looking at Lily's corpse again, I found something unusual.

took out the two hairpins in his arms, and Bai Changsheng measured them, this pretty lily should be beautiful and delicious before her death.

The dress must also be fancy, the hairpin is compared to the front, and the jewelry on the pretty lily corpse is like one!

This is the jewelry of the pretty lily, why does it appear in the room of Jiuzi Road?

Looking around, the room was not very spacious, with a table and two chairs, and some women's things on them.

There are two boxes of rouge on the table, one red and one white, the white one with the base and the red one with the cheeks.

When you take it to your nose and smell it, it is also very fragrant, but the taste is very light.

The box reads "Baihua Shop", which should be a rouge shop in Taiyuan City, and Bai Changsheng wrote down this name.

There was nothing else to see in the house, Bai Changsheng quietly retreated, closed the door tightly, and restored the door to the appearance that no one had ever visited.

Turn around and come out, walk to the door of the pharmacy, and step in.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy saw that someone was coming, and he was very enthusiastic, and then he recognized that it was Bai Changsheng, who had seen it in the mansion.

His face froze for a moment, then turned to a smile again.

"Why are you here?"

"Come buy some snuff bottles, you're in a good business, shopkeeper."

Bai Changsheng greeted and looked at the pharmacy.

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands together and laughed and said that it was average.

"Why don't you see the pain of widowhood, what do you say?"

Bai Changsheng asked lightly, and saw that on the wall of the pawnshop, there were more than a hundred and ten medicine boxes, a table of eight immortals in front of it, and a few small benches.

The back room is where the pawnshop keeper rests.

When the shopkeeper heard Bai Changsheng ask at this time, he said:

"Alas, there's no way to be uncomfortable, there is such a big family to raise, you can't be bitter to others."

"It's good-hearted, good."

Bai Changsheng deliberately accentuated his tone, patted the shopkeeper's shoulder, and saw that his expression was very calm, so he didn't say anything more.

"I've had a headache lately, can you help me take a look?"

Bai Changsheng found an excuse, but the shopkeeper did not refuse, and invited him to the house, and the back room was the place to seek medical advice.

As soon as Bai Changsheng came in, he saw a few dead pigeons at the door of the back room, with white feathers and black backs, and a burst of pink.

I asked what was going on, and the shopkeeper laughed and said that it was too expensive to raise, and the plaything was strangled to death if it was not good.

Bai Changsheng said in his heart that this person's state of mind is absolutely incomparable.

After a casual look, he prescribed a few medicinal herbs to nourish his spirit, and took a few snuff bottles, Bai Changsheng gave the money and came out of the pharmacy.

When I came out, there was a bamboo basket at the door, and some trivial garbage was thrown in it.

Bai Changsheng didn't pay attention and kicked over the bamboo basket.

There was a pile of waste paper and prescriptions and stuff rolling out of it.

And two rouge boxes!

Bai Changsheng sighed, bent down and picked it up, the two rouges were also red and white, with Baihua Shop written on them.

As soon as he opened it and smelled it, Bai Changsheng's brows furrowed.

After putting away the rouge box, he looked back at the pawnshop owner, who didn't notice himself.

Bai Changsheng left, and on the way, he casually found someone to inquire where the Baihua shop was.

It's not far from here, just a short walk away.

As soon as Bai Changsheng entered the shop, there happened to be a young man packing rouge for people, and he saw that a man came in, and the young man quipped:

"Yo, is this for the daughter-in-law or for the concubine?"

The tone was very ridiculous, and Bai Changsheng didn't mind, it was true that the old man couldn't enter this kind of place that year.

took out the four rouge boxes in his arms:

"Is this your family?"

The young man looked at it and nodded, and it was all written with his name written on it.

"Do you know who bought it?"

The lad laughed:

"We don't say how big the shop is, but there are dozens of people coming and going every day, where do you remember it so clearly, is there a problem This guest master, listening to the accent is not a local."

Bai Changsheng shuffled the four boxes and put them together for the little guy to smell.

The young man was quite puzzled, leaned over his nose to sniff, and shook his head:

"In these years, there are counterfeits and shoddy everywhere, these two are ours, these two are not, there is a fragrance, but the smell is too strong, it seems deliberate."

When Bai Changsheng heard it, he looked at it again, and the four rouges were divided into two pairs, and one pair happened to be in the house of the pretty lily.

Her house has no fragrance.

The inside of the bamboo basket in the pharmacy has the strongest aroma.

put it away, and without saying much, Bai Changsheng turned around and came out, and went straight to the inn of the Nine Sons Road.

When he arrived at the inn for the second time, Bai Changsheng called the young man, and when he saw that it was Bai Changsheng, he was naturally very polite.

"Who of you has been to the room of Jiuzidao recently?"

When the young man heard this, he pondered for a moment, turned around and took out a piece of paper in the drawer, which was full of handprints.

"Don't hide it, we have strict rules, whoever comes must press a handprint, in case you lose something, it will be easy to find it, but who has been to the Taoist priest's room, the small one doesn't know."

Bai Changsheng carefully identified it on it, who could tell so many handprints?

I was worried, but suddenly I saw a handprint, the color on which was a little different.

The handprint, bright red, did not look like ordinary cinnabar ink.

With a smell of fat powder, he leaned in front of his nose and smelled it, Bai Changsheng sighed:

"Why is this such a mess!"