Brother Lian glanced at her, this fear was not pretended, "What about the murderer?"

The strong man turned and ran, but no one dared to chase him. ”

"What is the shape of the strong man?" asked Brother Lian.

"Tall and strong," Xing Gu pointed to Ye Lingshan and said, "It's about the same height as this adult, but it's much stronger, with broad shoulders and a thick back." Although he was masked, the old slave saw that his beard was very luxuriant. ”

"What shape do the eyes have?"

"It's not big, but eyes can kill, halfway he glanced at the old slave, and now he thinks about the old slave and his heart trembles. ”

Brother Lian turned his head to look at Guan Tongsheng, "Can you draw the murderer according to your mother's description?"

Guan Tongsheng scratched his head, "I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I can't draw it by imagination." ”

Ye Yanshan said: "I can, I have studied painting since I was a child, and I am the best at figures." ”

Brother Lian looked at him in surprise, "Great." ”

Spread paper and pen on a table in the lobby, Ye Chengshan put pen like a god, and soon a burly man's body was drawn, leaving only the head, he took another piece of paper and drew a pair of eyes and hair on it.

Xing Gu looked at it and said: "No, the eyes are rounder, the eyes are ruthless, the hair is not messy." ”

Ye Yanshan drew her eyes again as she said, and added a headscarf to wrap her hair in a bun, she nodded and said, "Well, it's more like this." ”

Ye Yanshan completed the first painting in this way, and immediately, a big man with fierce eyes, a burly body, and a short sword in his hand jumped onto the paper.

Brother Lian asked Aunt Xing again: "Mom, do you remember the murderer's shoes? I heard that it was a pair of military boots." ”

"It's military boots, the old slave sees it really well. ”

Ye Yanshan added two strokes to his shoes and changed them to round-toed military boots, and Xinggu nodded.

Several people looked at the murderer in the painting, half of his face was hidden in a face towel, according to this portrait, he could find a strange person, and even his brother sighed silently.

"Did the man speak on the way, did you hear his voice?"

Xing Gu tilted her head and thought for a while, "The old slave didn't hear him. The maid behind her whispered, "The slave and maid have heard." ”

"What did he say?" asked Brother Lian.

The maid said, "When he jumped downstairs and drew those two swords on Uncle Mao, the slave and maid were close and heard him counting." ”

"Count?"

"Well, a sword is a number. The sword on the front of the chest is three, and when the sword is drawn on the back at the door, it is four. ”

Brother Lian and Ye Yanshan glanced at each other, and Brother Lian reached out and scratched his neck, "Five." Ye Yanshan nodded.

The murderer's five swords are exquisite, not chaotic.

"Is Zhang Mao a frequent visitor to the Red Apricot Building?" asked Brother Lian.

Xing Gu shook her head and said, "No, he only comes once in a while." ”

"Did he come by himself last night, or did he come with someone?"

"He was alone when he came last night, and when he came, he went into the house and closed the door and didn't come out again, and the old slave didn't see anyone go in. Brother Lian sighed softly, raising his eyebrows, Aunt Xing's words were concealed.

She asked, "Was there already anyone waiting in the house?"

Xing Gu shook her head, "No?" Truth tell, there was no one in the house when Zhang Mao entered.

"Zhang Mao is waiting for someone when he goes in?"

"I don't know if it's waiting for anyone. "Lie, she knew he was waiting for someone.

"Someone asked Zhang Mao to come to Hongxing Building?"

"I don't know if anyone asked him out. "False, someone asked Zhang Mao to come.

"The person who asked him out is a frequent visitor to the Red Apricot Building?"

“...... My lord, the old slaves really don't know about the guests, they are here to relax and have fun. "Lying, she knew who the person who asked Zhang Mao was, and that person was a regular visitor here. Why did she help someone to hide it, well, the frequent visitor of Hongxing Mansion is her financial owner, she doesn't dare to excuse herself, hide it, it's reasonable!

"Hongxing Mansion has been open for more than ten years now, right?" asked Brother Lian changed the subject.

"Yes, it's been 15 years now, and the old slave has been abiding by the law, but I didn't expect such a murder to happen. ”

It is definitely not possible to bloom in the flower building in Ruyun Lane for 15 years, and it is definitely not possible to have a backer, and there must be a great backstage behind every flower building in this alley. Zhang Mao doesn't come here often, so it can be seen that he is not familiar with this place, but he can come alone, and he is willing to talk to people here, because he must know that this is a safe place, and the private room is at the end of the corridor, although it is quiet, it is not convenient to enter and exit, so the things to talk about are very private and take a long time.

Brother Lian asked Aunt Xing, "How did the murderer get into the house?"

"My lord, the old slave really doesn't know, but no one who came in through the gate covered his face with a black scarf. At the back of this building is the backyard of my Hongxing Building, which is the back kitchen. It was the front yard when people came and went, and at the most lively time, someone would definitely see such a tall man when he appeared in the backyard, but the old slave asked the people in the backyard this morning, and they all said that they hadn't seen it. ”

"Were there any guests in the private room on the second floor last night?"

"There are people. ”

"Do you know mom all?"

"How can you know everything? There is no shortage of guests from the south to the north in our capital. ”

Hongxing Building is a two-story independent small building, with a garden at the back, and the girl's boudoir in the building is further back. Next to the entrance to the garden is the kitchen, which is connected to the dormitory of the nurse, the cook, and the servant, and there is a small river outside the garden wall.

The three of them went back upstairs to check the private room, and there were half shallow footprints on the windowsill, and the younger brother climbed the eaves and climbed onto the roof, and sure enough, they saw a footprint. Looking around the roof, there are many buildings of this size in the entire Ruyun Lane Hongxing Building, and it is not difficult to jump from the next building.

When she returned to the house, Guan Tongsheng asked, "How?"