Zhou Huaili blushed his face, rushed in quickly from the second gate of the Duke of Wu's mansion, ran all the way, and when he passed by the Mingse Courtyard, he saw a courtyard that had been burned to rubble, and was slightly stunned, but he didn't stop, but ran straight in the direction of Han Cuixuan.

"The Fourth Son." The maid at the door of Han Cuixuan saw him running in and hurriedly bowed to him.

Zhou Huaili rushed in without squinting.

"Grandfather!" Before the man arrived, his voice had reached the back room.

Old Man Wu nodded slightly, "It's coming quite quickly." ”

Second Grandma Yin quietly took a step back and stood behind the screen.

When Zhou Huaili came in, he only saw Old Man Wu standing alone at the door of Wu Chanjuan's bedroom.

"Grandfather!" Zhou Huaili called out eagerly again, "What's the matter?" How do you send someone to say, cousin...... My cousin ...... the word "death", he couldn't say anything, and his throat choked.

Old Man Wu put his hands behind his back, looked at him with a heavy face, and asked lightly: "I asked Juan'er to look for you yesterday, what did she tell you?" ”

Zhou Huaili was stunned, "Looking for me?" He had a puzzled look on his face.

“…… After you left yesterday, I drank alone, and then I got drunk, and it was already this morning when I woke up. Zhou Huaili froze and frowned, "Cousin...... Cousin...... Did you go to my guest house yesterday? Thinking that he was sent back to the guest house, Wu Chanjuan went to look for him again.

Old Man Wu glared at him, "How is it possible?!" How could I let Juan'er go to the guest house where you lived! - I mean, after I left yesterday, when you were having a drink in the side hall. That's when Juan'er came to you! ”

"Huh?" Zhou Huaili's face sank. "I don't remember seeing her there. I've been drinking alone. I was just woken up by the little guy. As he spoke, he turned around and called, "If you don't believe me, you can ask the people who served in the side hall yesterday, as well as my little servant." ”

Old Man Wu was stunned, and stroked his beard with a gloomy face.

Yesterday, the subordinate in the side hall did come to report to him, saying that before the second girl went, the fourth son was already drunk and fell on the table. Later, the second girl sat with the drunk Zhou Huaili for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, he called someone in and carried Zhou Huaili away......

Qiē, all of them are right with Zhou Huaili.

Old Man Wu's face turned slightly pale, and he sighed and said, "What did you drink so much yesterday?" That tribute is very energetic, I see that your face is very bad. ”

Zhou Huaili smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Ancestor, don't talk about this. After a pause, he asked, "...... Cousin, cousin. It's true......? ”

Old Man Wu nodded sadly and waved his hand. "See for yourself."

Zhou Huaili's face suddenly turned snow-white, he glanced at the bed in a daze, and then walked to Wu Chanjuan's bed step by step.

The curtains of the delicate and delicate stepping bed are pulled open on either side, revealing a pair of the most delicate bed tents.

And in the pile of red brocade, there was a woman with a snow-white face, holding the handle of the dagger in one hand and piercing her chest......

Zhou Huaili closed his eyes, and two lines of tears flowed out of his eyes.

He covered his face with his hands and staggered back two steps, as if he had been hit hard, so sad that he could not say a word.

Old Man Wu wanted to say a few words to him, but seeing him so sad, he couldn't say it, suffocated, waved his hand and said, "Come out." The people of Dali Temple are coming soon. ”

Zhou Huaili took a deep breath, hurriedly wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, lowered his head and followed behind Old Man Wu, and walked out of Wu Chanjuan's bedroom.

Grandma Yin turned out from behind the screen and hurriedly followed.

As soon as they went out and sat down in the hall, they heard the mother-in-law come in and report: "Dali Temple Cheng has arrived with a yacha!" ”

Wu Guogong's post was sent to Dali Temple, and it also said the news of the death of Wu Chanjuan, the sage of heavy pupils, which immediately alarmed the whole king of Dali Temple.

He immediately ordered the elite people of Dali Temple and quickly came to the Mansion of Wu Guogong.

"Old Wu!" Wang Zhiquan clenched his fists and said respectfully.

"Lord Wang." Old Man Wu replied with a fist clenched and said with a solemn face.

"Xia Guan heard that the second girl in your mansion had an accident, so he rushed here immediately. Where is she now? Wang Zhiquan asked eagerly.

With tears in his eyes, Old Man Wu pointed to Wu Chanjuan's bedroom, and choked up: "Last night, there was a fire in our inner courtyard, and it was a mess, so I didn't find out until this morning......"

Wang Zhiquan glanced at Old Man Wu, "There was a fire in your mansion yesterday?" ”

Old Man Wu nodded.

Wang Zhiquan immediately instructed one of his subordinates: "You go and see the place where the fire started." Then he nodded to Old Man Wu and took the yacha to Wu Chanjuan's bedroom.

Old Man Wu thought about it and walked in behind them.

Wang Zhiquan's people are really sophisticated.

As soon as they entered, they divided into four groups of people, and combed the whole room like a grate from the four directions of east, east, west, and north.

Wang Zhiquan took two calm servants and walked directly to Wu Chanjuan's bedside.

"Slow down, sir!" A puppet suddenly raised his hand to stop Wang Zhiquan.

Wang Zhiquan stopped in front of the pedal in front of Wu Chanjuan's stepping bed.

Nazuo took out a thin piece of glutinous rice paper from his back pocket and printed it somewhere on the pedal.

"What's wrong?" Old Man Wu followed behind Wang Zhiquan and asked curiously.

The man straightened up and shook off the glutinous rice paper to show the people behind him.

Facing the light passing through the window, everyone clearly saw a half-wet footprint on the glutinous rice paper......

The footprints are relatively large, and they don't look like women's footprints.

Old Man Wu was stunned for a moment, his face was a little unsightly, and he stroked his beard and asked, "What does this mean?" ”

Wang Zhiquan put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "This shows that a man stood here last night, or, maybe a woman with big feet." He pointed to the place where the footprints had just been printed on the pedal.

"Why does it have to be at night? Won't it be daylight? Old Man Wu said angrily. Isn't this ruining his granddaughter, as well as the reputation of his Wu family's inner courtyard?!

Wang Zhiquan smiled slightly, pointed to the glutinous rice paper and said, "This footprint is half wet." If not an experienced person. Not visible at all. The weather has been nice these days. It was only last night when it rained heavily that someone came to the bed and stood by the bed, leaving footprints. But......" he paused, "this man is quite clever, and knows that there is rain on his feet, so he deliberately brushes the pedals as he walks." ”

Old Man Wu was dumbfounded: "You know if you haven't even wiped it?!" ”

The glutinous rice paper was carefully rolled up and placed in a leather file bag. said with a smile: "Lord Wang is an old man in handling cases, of course he can see it." In fact, there is no need for a powerful person like Lord Wang, even his subordinates can see that this footprint has been wiped. However, it was wiped in a hurry, so it was half dry, and it was invisible to ordinary people, but in the eyes of experienced and attentive people, it was clear at a glance. ”

“…… That is to say, my granddaughter, will she not commit suicide? Old Man Wu said slowly, his face even more gloomy.

Wang Zhiquan did not speak. Step forward with the servant and step up to the pedal.

Wu Chanjuan was lying upright on the bed in front of them.

Old Man Wu couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Hurriedly retreated.

Wang Zhiquan and Na Zuo looked at the situation on the bed expressionlessly.

"My lord, there is no trace of a fight or struggle." He carefully examined the situation inside the bed.

Wang Zhiquan nodded, staring at Wu Chanjuan's face.

He first put his hand on Wu Chanjuan's wrist, "There is no pulse." He stepped forward again and probed Wu Chanjuan's nose, "There is no breath." Further up, she opened Wu Chanjuan's eyes, "No...... Eye. ”

The voice was visibly surprised.

Wang Zhiquan was even more stunned.

He raised his eyes and saw that the eyes of Wu Chanjuan, the famous double-pupiled saint in the entire Great Xia, were empty.

The pair of heavy eyes with the appearance of a saint disappeared.

Originally, he wanted to check Wu Chanjuan's pupils and judge the time of her death according to the form of pupil astigmatism.

Now that she doesn't even have eyes, she can only rely on Cheng Dù, whose body is stiff, to judge the time of her death.

"No eyes...... Then it is even more unlikely to be suicide. Wang Zhiquan shook his head, "Why do you want to pose like this?" ”

He took out a pen and paper and began to record the entire case.

Wang Zhiquan has already determined that he did not commit suicide, that is, he killed him.

He killed, then, who was the murderer? Who can kill the girl of the Wu family in the inner courtyard of the Wu Guogong Mansion without knowing or knowing?

While he was recording the case, Wang Zhiquan frowned and walked around the house.

Scattered in four directions, carefully combing the entire room, the Dali Temple Yacha was also found.

"Your Excellency, look over here. There was wet mud on the window......"

Wang Zhiquan nodded, "It seems that the person came in from the window." ”

For a person like Wu Chanjuan, there are many maids and women who are on night duty outside, and if an outsider comes in to kill her, she must come in through the window.

But her window was plugged in from the inside.

Then it cannot be ruled out that some people are suspicious, while confusing the public with the footprints of outsiders and wet mud, while quietly coming in through the door to commit crimes.

“…… My lord, if it is an acquaintance who commits the crime, the mother-in-law in this house should also be tried well. A yacha whispered in Wang Zhiquan's ear.

"It's nature. All the maids and women here have to be taken to Dali Temple for questioning. Wang Zhiquan nodded lightly.

Wang Zhiquan walked to the moon cave door of the bedroom and stood still, carefully looking at Wu Chanjuan's bedroom.

There was not the slightest confusion, everything was well organized.

If it weren't for the fact that she had just discovered that Wu Chanjuan's double pupils were gone, even Wang Zhiquan couldn't help but wonder if she really committed suicide......

"Your Excellency!" The servant who was carefully examining Wu Chanjuan's body at the bedside suddenly screamed.

Wang Zhiquan hurriedly walked over, "What's wrong?" ”

"Look here, my lord!" The place where he pointed to Wu Chanjuan's chest, "There are confetti here!" As he spoke, he came out with a small piece of paper from the dagger on Wu Chanjuan's chest and a small bamboo stick.

"There's still a piece of ...... here" The eyes of the puppet are very sharp, and the years of his career have made him extremely cautious about any clues.

One after another, Na Zuo found some scraps of paper from Wu Chanjuan's body and on the bed.

"Lift her up." Wang Zhiquan stared at the place where Wu Chanjuan was lying and said.

Another one walked over, and together with the previous one, one hugged his head and the other raised his feet, and lifted Wu Chanjuan flat.

Underneath her, sure enough, there was a note, on which were written four sentences in bright red handwriting, a total of twelve words.

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Pink 630 plus more delivered. O(∩_∩)O。 Seeing that it seems to be far from pink 660, I washed and slept first, and came back to see it when I woke up. Dear friends, I am anxious. Maybe by evening it will be enough to vote. O(∩_∩)O…… (To be continued......)