Liu Qingsong choked for a moment, and before he could speak, he listened to Liu Pin on the side and said, "According to how to determine that the murderer is not Jingyuan." ”

Xiao Song said, "I checked before, Jingyuan has always lived in a simple place, and most of the time he is by the side of the owner of the nunnery. The location of the crime is Guan Gong Temple, not Yuelao Temple, since it has been determined that it is not a corpse removal, why do they all run there? The biggest possibility is that someone lured and misled them to the temple before committing the murder, so even if Master Jogaki was the murderer, it was only one of them. ”

Liu Pinrang nodded and said, "According to the reasonableness of the detective's analysis, the murderer will be Jinghui?" ”

Xiao Song smiled undeniably, he had suspected Jinghui from the beginning, but unfortunately because of the lack of human and material evidence, he didn't even find out the motive for the killing, and now that Jingyuan is the first suspect, there is no way to arrest her.

Liu Pinrang sighed, "It seems that the identities of several female nuns must be verified as soon as possible, I have asked the owner of the nunnery, and she is not very clear, this background is deep enough."

The rainy night was foggy, adding a thick atmosphere of solemnity to the mountains, and everyone was silent for a while, except for the crackling of torches, and the occasional report that some objects had been found.

Xiao Song stood on the edge of the garden with an umbrella as straight as a pine, quietly looking at a large messy hosta flower garden. Liu Pin made a few people not know whether it was because of the cold or nervousness, and rubbed their hands and stomped their feet from time to time.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him, Liu Qingsong turned his head, a smile immediately bloomed on his face, and he said happily, "Lang, look at it, there are so many beautiful little masters." ”

Xiao Songwu stood still and ignored him. Until Wanlu's voice came, "Xiao Langjun, Liu Tingshi, my lady ordered me to send a letter over." ”

Xiao Song turned around, and Wan Lu wanted to hand over the letter to Liu Pinrang, but when he saw that Xiao Song was imposing, and thought that he was an envoy sent by the emperor, he handed the letter to him.

Liu Qingsong quietly came up, a pair of eyes that were not big, narrowed into a slit, looked up and down at the evening green a few times, turned his gaze to Ge Lan again, smacked his lips and said, "Lang, could it be that these two are the maids of Seventeen Niang, tsk, you are really not shallow."

According to Chang'an customs, most of the bride's personal maids will become concubines, and Xiao Song's previous two concubines are also the personal servants of the Lu family and the Du family. Their duty is to have room with the bridegroom on the first night of the wedding, so that the bride can learn how to serve her husband on the side.

Of course, these also depend on personal needs, if the groom insists on not to, no one will shoehorn it, although Xiao Song died before the bride died, but since it is the name of the maid who tried to marry, he still has to give the name.

Xiao Song's face sank slightly, and Wan Lu turned black on the spot, glaring at Liu Qingsong fiercely, "Today we Shilang said, Mr. Sang is my lady's fiancé, you don't want to talk nonsense to damage my lady's reputation."

Xiao Song shook off the letter without hearing it, and before he could hold it steadily, Liu Qingsong came up again, and sighed ambiguously, "Ruan Lang fan, this is a private message, I said that your lady still likes our Lang Jun, otherwise how could you write this love letter?" Tsk, writing such a complaining song, is it a complaint that Lang Jun did not persevere to the end? ”

Xiao Song lifted his robe without warning, raised his leg and kicked the chattering guy next to him two feet away. The kick was so ruthless that Liu Pinrang, Yu Bohao and others who watched it broke out in a cold sweat.

Half of Wan Lu's anger subsided, and he swallowed back the cruel words when he reached his mouth, only hateful and hateful, "You deserve it." ”

"Thank you Seventeen Niang for me and Liu Tingshi." Xiao Song had a faint smile on his face as always, and handed the letter in his hand to Liu Tingshi as he spoke.

Evening Green owes a debt and returns with a group of nuns. Now it is not safe on the mountain, although there are people from the government to guard them, they will never dare to go out of the nunnery alone at night, so Ran Yan asked these nuns to accompany Wanlu and Gelan to come over.

"What do you think of Liu Tingshi?" Xiao Song asked.

After reading the letter, Liu Pinrang handed the letter to Yu Bohao, and thought about it for a long time and said, "Phantom Kong said that he **likes to hum this tune, could this tune have something to do with the murderer?" ”

"Ruan Lang fans, it is said that Liu Chen and Ruan Zhao, two Lang Jun, strayed into the fairyland, indulged in beauty and forgot to return home, until they remembered the past, after they returned to their hometown, they saw that the township had been scattered, and they knew that ten generations had passed. Later, Liu and Ruan returned to the bottom of the mountain gloomily, and Liu Chen once again devoted himself to the world to marry a wife and have children, and reproduce. And Ruan Zhao ......," Xiao Song paused and continued, "I saw through the red dust and went home." ”

The name of this song is "Ruan Lang Fan", which obviously focuses more on Ruan Zhao.

Nguyen Lang...... Be cynical...... Xiao Song's eyebrows frowned slightly, could he be wrong?

Liu Pinrang's tone was also very serious, "Could it be that the murderer is a monk and not a nun?" ”

Xiao Song looked forward for a moment and said, "No, I believe in the evidence I see more than this Ruan Lang fan. However, it may have something to do with the initial facts of the case, so we might as well think about the motives. ”

"I'll have to think about it." Liu Qingsong rubbed his waist, and he didn't know when he came out again.

Liu Qingsong's typical listening to the wind is rain, every time the wind blows and the grass moves, he can associate the story that is connected from beginning to end, and they are all well-founded and reasonable, which is more advanced than those women in the market, I really don't know whether to appreciate or despise.

Xiao Song said, "Then let's talk about it." ”

"There are too many possibilities," Liu Qingsong muttered, "Kick like this, will the kidneys be bad in the future...... and then said, "Let's talk about something that is not tortuous but very sad." In the past, there was a Lang Jun who liked a lady, and this lady made a private lifelong agreement, the two spent the previous month, Lang love concubine, married an alliance, and had the reality of husband and wife, but the lady was promised to others, Lang Jun asked the lady to elope together, but the runner was a concubine, and the lady was unwilling, so Lang Jun felt that the lady had changed her mind, and she was angry and angry, so she became a monk. The lady actually still admires him in her heart, so she hums Ruan Lang fans all day long, but Lang Jun doesn't know, and it is becoming more and more difficult to calm down, so she can't see that others are good, and she will be tortured and killed when she sees people privately determined for life. ”

Liu Qingsong said that he was excited, and said at the end, "Perhaps, in the end, the murderer found out that this lady was not married at all, and the phantom sky that was born was his daughter who cried bitterly at the moment, and recognized each other, and then Lang Jun felt sorry for her mother, so he drew his sword and killed himself What a tear-jerking story...... Alas......"

"This makes sense, the clothes found in the ruined temple are also men's clothes." Yu Bohao said.

Xiao Song looked at Liu Qingsong and said, "Contact the case, don't talk nonsense." In this case, how could Master Jingyuan take the initiative to die? ”

Liu Qingsong pursed his lips and said proudly, "That's easy to say, in fact, Master Jingyuan has always been in love with Na Langjun, and now that the East Window incident has happened, she naturally sacrifices her life for Ai Lang." ”

"Seventeen Niang's letter mentioned that Master Huaiyin of Yuncong Temple once came to worship the Illusory Void Biological Mother......" Xiao Song was just halfway through his words, but was interrupted by Liu Qingsong shouting, "Look, look, is what I said still a little correct?" ”

Xiao Song glanced at Liu Qingsong threateningly, saw him shrink for a moment, and then continued, "But I still think that Jinghui is more suspicious, first, Huaiyin has just returned to the temple from going out to travel, and there is no time to commit the crime, even if he is hidden in the dark, and second, burying the corpse under the hosta flower is not a simple job, we have just seen it, all the corpses are buried in the central position of the flower garden, some time ago it was the flower season, how to ensure that the flower garden is turned up, but not let the hosta flower die, not everyone can do it." Thirdly, according to what you say, why did he spend so much effort on the third corpse, drawing blood, and feeding incense ashes? ”

This person must know how to raise flowers, at least know how to raise hosta flowers, and he must be able to stay in the flower garden for a long time, but it will not arouse the suspicion of others.

If the case is closed now, it will barely make sense to blame all the blame on Jogaki. But in the face of these more than ten corpses, sophisticated people such as Liu Pinrang and Xiao Song were not willing to close the case.

"Let's examine the corpse of the clean wall first." Xiao Song glanced at Liu Qingsong and walked down the mountain.

Liu Qingsong's heart skipped a beat, and he exclaimed, "Me? Am I tested? ”

Xiao Song looked back and smiled, "What, so excited?" ”

"No, Lang." Liu Qingsong dragged the box down the mountain and ran, he grinned with back pain, "Lang, listen to me, the old lady is devout and believes in Buddhism, she has ears and eyes everywhere, if she knows that she will chop my hand, I will accompany the study year, let me kick and fight for more than ten years, there is no merit and hard work, you can't unload the mill and kill the donkey, cross the river and tear down the bridge, the bird is hidden in the bow, and the rabbit is dead and the dog cooks." ”

"You brought it upon yourself to kick and fight. It's a good description to unload the mill and kill the donkey, but you scold yourself for not wanting to drag me in, who is the rabbit and who is the dog? Xiao Song kept going down the mountain without stopping, and said without looking back, "Only one thing you said was right." I'm just a donkey guy who likes to unload and kill donkeys. ”

Xiao Song walked like flying, Liu Qingsong crossed his waist and followed behind panting, the road was slippery in the rain, the mountain road was difficult to walk, Liu Qingsong seemed to be running very hard, but Liu Pinrang kept slowly following him.

"Doctor Liu, according to the envoy, it seems that he is saying, if you are not afraid that he will send you back to your home, just rest." Liu Pinrang walked up to Liu Qingsong and reminded "kindly".

Liu Qingsong gritted his teeth, watching a strong official help Liu Pinrang hold an umbrella, and the two swaggered down the mountain, and couldn't help but scold in a low voice, "Old immortal, if you find a servant to help me carry the box, will I die, don't skip words."

But after scolding, I had to drag the box down the mountain step by step.

The night rain is falling, this is miserable, but there is a small red clay stove in the house of Yingmei Nunnery, and Gelan is boiling ginger soup, and the whole room is filled with a rich ginger fragrance.

Ran Yan had just finished bathing, leaning on the round-waisted beard bed, reading the medical book, and Wanlu used a towel cloth to help her dry her hair.

is the same doctor, the same is the master of the autopsy, but the situation is so different, it can't be said that the same person has a different life, it is a matter of character.

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