Jun Zilin ran to the small kitchen in this courtyard first, first to see if Su Duchuan had decocted medicine here.

The kitchen was cleaned up as if it had never been used.

Jun Zilin knew that she was late.

She turned and went into the room, inspected the table and chairs in the room, and went to the bed, and lifted the mattress to see it all over: it was brand new.

Apparently it was really late.

Someone wants to cover up the truth about Su Duchuan's death, and this matter is to interrogate the Zeng family.

If you don't take the right to try the case, then it is tantamount to letting go of all the clues.

Su Duchuan died in a blur, and he was really unjust.

But if this matter has nothing to do with the Zeng family, why do you want to cover up the truth so hard?

Jun Zilin vaguely felt that this Zeng family was not only related to the mysterious person, but also related to Su Duchuan's death.

She glanced at this house, it was impossible for the Zeng family to have only this one house, and then check the other houses.

Standing up, Jun Zilin pushed the door and walked out, who expected that there was a noise outside, she didn't dare to show up, so she hid directly in the house next to the window, so that she could hear what was going on outside.

After a while, it became clear that it was Mu Hanbo and Ouyang Shangshu who quarreled.

Ouyang Bing thought that Mu Hanbo was messing around in Zeng's mansion because he wanted to get involved in Su Duchuan's death. And Mu Hanbo retorted, doesn't he have the right to move around at will! As a result, Ouyang Bing moved out the holy decree and suppressed Mu Hanbo to death.

"Muhou, don't leave yet?" Ouyang Bing narrowed his eyes and finally said.

Mu Hanbo couldn't, flicked his sleeves, snorted, and walked away.

Jun Zilin, who was in the house, heard Ouyang Bing's orders to his subordinates, not to let any idle people and others wander around the yard at will, otherwise they would be killed immediately.

After hearing this, Jun Zilin sat on the ground with her knees crossed, and couldn't help but think that Ouyang Shangshu was really responsible for the case, and it seemed that Master Su's death was very important to him.

If this continues, perhaps the end of the case can be obtained from him.

Jun Zilin couldn't help but think that she might as well investigate in the dark, if there was a discrepancy with Ouyang Bing's investigation results, it would not be too late to bring it up again.

So far, it is still necessary to check the mysterious person in the Zeng family.

Jun Zilin saw that there were still people guarding outside the house, and she couldn't get out, so she simply watched it in this house.

Imagining Su Duchuan's love in this room, imagining how he could have a key in his mouth, it is impossible to put the key in his mouth before he died? Not only is it too late, but it is also a suspicion of an unpredictable prophet, and no one in this world will have such power.

In this way, the key may have been in his mouth all the time, from Zhengcheng City to the great forest outside the city, he has always held it, but in this way, it will affect his speech. Unless he's going on an appointment for a no-talk date, is that possible?

Otherwise, it's another situation, and the key is in his stomach.

He realized that his covenant would be dangerous, so he took the key before he died, and under some effect, the key went up, all the way back through his esophagus, and into his mouth. He hoped that after his death, someone would find the key and avenge him.

Jun Zilin thought silently, but unfortunately these are basically speculations.

She stood in the room, which was different from the other rooms in Zeng's house, the inner room was a bed, and the outside was not a table or chair for the guests, but a desk.

Jun Zilin walked lightly to the desk, imagining the situation of Master Su writing and painting here to deliver letters.

If his last speculation is correct, then Su Duchuan will definitely leave a clue after predicting his death.

At least he is not a stupid person, he can at least know that when he dies, the things he has used, the places where they are, will be cleaned up by those who have a heart, so that there are no clues. So what will he do?

"What would I do if it were me?"

Jun Zilin muttered to herself, she sat lightly on the chair that Su Duchuan had sat on, her body straight, as if she was splashing ink.

In addition to stopping writing, I will also think about my posthumous affairs and last wishes, how to convey them to future generations?

Jun Zilin lowered her eyes and looked at the chair under her and the table under her arm, and then looked up, the painting in the middle hall of the room was opposite the door, and when she looked up, there was a spring sketch on the opposite side. Looking behind him, he was facing the door of the inner room, which was far enough to fit the table and chair. To the left, there is a closed door.

The layout of this room is unique from that of other Zeng mansions.

She always thought that this was the original difference, but in fact, it was not, it was a difference deliberately made by Master Su.

But what does he want to illustrate with such a difference?

Jun Zilin turned around and entered the inner room, looking out through the inner room door, from squatting to half-squatting, and then to standing up straight.

Seeing the view outside, there are three types.

From seeing the tables and chairs and the spring sketch on the wall, to seeing half of the table, chair and spring sketch, until finally seeing the corner of the table, but the spring sketch is only the bottom of the ground.

Jun Zilin's heart moved, and she took two steps back, and her body had hit the couch behind her.

She turned her head suddenly, as if she saw Su Duchuan lying on the couch, he smiled and held a pen in one hand and painted in the air with the other, as if he had put the painting in the air and erased it wantonly, mysterious and unknown to outsiders.

He......

Jun Zilin's keen eyes moved, and she found that the pillow was the westernmost part of the couch, that is, the farthest place from the door of the inner room, where a pair of pillows were placed, which seemed to imply that Master Su also slept like this before his death.

However, Jun Zilin took the brand new pair of pillows and placed them on the east side, which was near the door of the inner room.

As soon as she leaned over, she fell down on the pillow, and then her eyes lit up: Sure enough!

As long as you lie down like this, you can see the desk and chair outside and the half of the spring sketch through the door of the inner room!

The entire interior has been carefully taken care of, and Jun Zilin doesn't think that there will be half a trace here. But the spring sketch has never changed, I believe that the Zeng family has always put it like this.

As for the tables and chairs that kept the positions that Master Su changed after his death, maybe the Zeng family was a thief and didn't dare to change them all, for fear that they would be planted with huge suspicions, so they would keep it.

But that's a clue.

Jun Zilin got up, put the pillow back again, and carefully laid it back to its original state, so as not to be noticed.

She walked out of the inner room and walked towards the spring sketch.

Standing with his hands in his hands, looking at this spring sketch, he saw that this was a wilderness of meadow, the grass was green and luxuriant, like the height of summer, a piece of black and green, stretching into the distance.

I heard that the Zeng family has a habit of hunting, and this spring sketch must come from here.

But where does this picture draw?

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