After leaving the restaurant, Mo Ling walked around the Blue Dragon City again. Jing Si Yuan has recovered from the arson case, but the number of students today is far less than the number of half a year ago; Huang Yaozhuang is cleaning up the mess of the Ten Thousand Medicine Conference and preparing to resume normal business; there are a few lines of credit messages and a few more lines of memorabilia in the city on the stone slab in front of Qinxin Building; Tianzi Pavilion finally starts classes today, and the crowd after the school is dismissed startles Mo Ling.

Back at the inn where I lived, it was already completely dark. Mo Ling borrowed pen and ink from the shopkeeper, asked for two lamp oils, bolted the door of the room, and took out a book from his bosom and spread it on the table, ready to record the harvest of these days.

Among the few things that Mo Ling often carried with him, Shujian was one of them. Different from ordinary practice books, every word on it was carefully considered by Mo Ling and then written down by himself. In the dead of night, Molten would often dig out a book to confirm what she was doing or ponder unsolved mysteries.

A lot of things have happened these days, many of which make Molling feel like a mess, and at times like this, Molten knows it's time to calm down and sort them out.

The first is the Jing Si Yuan arson case. The deceased was not a student of Jing Si Yuan, the murderer should have been a thief who stole the box, and after the thief left Jing Si Yuan, Jing Si Yuan caught fire, during which it was suspected that a third person had entered Jing Si Yuan.

"The deceased called the thief to Jing Si Yuan, the deceased threatened the thief to explain who his master was, the thief refused, the two had a dispute, the thief intentionally or accidentally killed the deceased, and after leaving Jing Si Yuan for a short time, a fire broke out in Jing Si Yuan. These are the clues you told me. Mo Ling put the pen on his chin and blinked his eyes and pondered, "Fu Qin, did you see the Jing Si Yuan set on fire by the thieves with your own eyes?"

"No," Fu Qin shook his head, "when they fought, I was afraid of being implicated, so I hid from a distance and peeked. When the thief left the meditation garden with his front foot, the house on his back foot caught fire, and I didn't see anyone else at the time, so I thought it was the thief who set the fire. ”

"Then the key to the matter is whether there was a third person in Jing Siyuan at that time. Magic Feather's fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, "If the killing of the dead and the arson of the corpse were not done by the same person, then the matter might be complicated. ”

"There's one thing I don't understand," said Fuqin, "why set fire to the corpses?"

"The most straightforward idea is to destroy the corpse," replied Moling, "that is, the person who set the fire did not want others to recognize the identity of the corpse." Either the identity of the corpse itself is sensitive, or the identity of the owner of the corpse is sensitive - which one do you think is more reasonable?"

"The thieves and the deceased have a lot of disputes, and they kill each other, it doesn't seem like they are doing things for the same master," Fu Qin sat cross-legged in the air, touched his chin and analyzed, "Then the masters of each family are clear in their hearts about who is dead and who is alive, so there is no need for thieves to hide the identity of the corpse." In other words, the identity of the owner of the corpse is more sensitive, but the thief can't cover it up at all, could it be that there is really someone else who set the fire?"

"As for who the person who set the fire to the corpse, I think the answer lies in the difference between what you said and Qing Yuan," Mo Ling found two small stones out of nowhere and placed them on the table, "If these are the two people you saw in Jing Si Yuan," Mo Ling then took out another stone and shook it in front of Fu Qin's eyes, "And this one is the third person that Qing Yuan said, it shouldn't be referring to you, right?"

"No way. Fu Qin shook his head firmly, "I have hidden my body, and I am hidden in the shadows, so it is impossible for others to see me. ”

"That's good. Believing Fu Qin's words, Mo Ling placed the stones far away from the previous two stones, "Anyone who says that he sees a few people will not count himself, that is, there were at least five people in the meditation garden that night." The thief, the dead, you, the 'third man' that Sunny Kite said, and Sunny Kite's eyeliner. There may have been only two people who set the fire, the thief and the 'third man', but none of you saw the arson with your own eyes, so it's a mystery. ”

"But didn't we just analyze that the possibility of thieves setting fire is very low?"

"That's right, you're analytical. Mo Ling nodded in agreement, "Let's put this matter here for now, and think you're right for the time being." Then another question is, why did the deceased and the thief choose to meet at Jing Si Yuan, and if it was Jing Si Yuan that was intentionally chosen, what was the purpose?"

"It's really strange, since the deceased was not a student of Jing Si Yuan, does it mean that the thief could be a student of Jing Si Yuan?"

"To make an assertion is not justified. The deceased was not a student of Jing Si Yuan, not a student of Jing Si Yuan......" Mo Ling's fingers tapped on the table at a faster and faster pace, "I always feel a little strange about this......

Suddenly, Mo Ling slapped the table and suddenly realized, "I know where the strangeness is!"

Mo Ling's action startled Fu Qin, "What, what's strange?"

"The blame is that it's a negative, not an affirmation. Mo Ling's tone was a little excited, "Why is it 'The deceased is not a student of Jingsiyuan', not 'The deceased is a student of such and such a school'." ”

"The deceased was burned beyond recognition, and his identity was no longer recognizable. Fu Qin reminded on the side.

"So you can't tell where he is?" Mo Ling shook his head, disagreeing with Fu Qin's statement, "If you can judge that 'you are not a student of Jing Siyuan', can you also judge that you are not a student of Tianzi Pavilion?" After the arson case, all the schools in the city have counted their own students, and the news of 'not a student of such and such a school' should soon be transmitted to the county guard'. 'Not a student of Jing Si Yuan', who sent this news, not Jing Si Yuan himself, but the county guard's mansion. The time when the news was sent was not the second day of the arson case, but it was delayed until the end of the Ten Thousand Medicines Conference, and by this time, even if the identity of the deceased was still unrecognizable, the news of each school should be summarized, and it would never be just a one-sided message such as 'not a student of Jing Si Yuan'. ”

"Then why ......" Fu Qin was so shocked that he couldn't speak, "Do you want to say that the dead are Tian, the students of Tianzi Pavilion......"

"After the arson case, Tianzi Pavilion had been suspended from school for a few days without reason, which is too strange, other schools are busy counting the number of students, but Tianzi Pavilion is giving students a holiday, could it be that Tianzi Pavilion has long been convinced that the deceased is not his own student? If Tianzi Pavilion did not have this strange behavior, I would not even think that the deceased was a student, but since the two things collided, I can't help but guess in this direction. ”

"If the deceased is really a student of the Tianzi Pavilion, and the meeting place between the deceased and the thief is chosen in Jing Si Yuan, could it be that their intentions are really related to Mei Yu?" Fu Qin suddenly thought of this question.

"So far, all the results we've speculated on are exactly the same as what Sunny Kite said," Magic Feather's expression turned serious, "except for the fact that she said that the murderer was Mei Yu. This woman is not simple. ”

"Is this a chess confidant?"

"I hope it's a confidant, not an adversary. Mo Ling sighed, wrote down the speculation she had just made, and then added a sentence later.

On the second day and night after the arson, he met Nam Ruoli and a masked man who had injured his arm while fleeing.

Mo Ling didn't think too much about this clue, and only said briefly, "Even Nan Ruoli is involved, I hope she doesn't have an accident, if only she could know who this masked man is." ”