Chapter 147: Mr. Storyteller
(Cat flutter Chinese) (Fengwu Literature Network) 151+ Reading Network romance content is updated faster than a rocket, do you dare not believe it? Jing Che said disdainfully: "You want to get out, I also want to get out, there is only one way to get out at the moment, that is, we will help the government find out the murderer, solve the case early, and leave early, what does the master think?"
She is a master in this mouth, but there is some sarcasm, and I feel a kind of unhappiness in my heart when I hear it
He raised his eyes and glanced around the tea shop, and had to agree to this plan, which seemed to him to be extremely troublesome
The person who examined the body stepped down from the platform and saw the shape of his lips clearly through the gap in the wind Only then did he know that the storyteller on the stage was really dead The cause of death was still a murderous seven-hole bleeding In short, it was
"What do you think?" Jing Che leaned into his ear, and the words he said were more like whispers
"There is an official errand, why bother to work hard" Baili Kaze smiled indifferently, "Ah Che, if we want to leave, no one can stop us."
"But will you just go like this" Jing Che blinked and smiled softly "You have seen such a thing with your own eyes, will you hold back your righteous heart and let it go?"
A look of concern began to flow in the eyes of the hundred miles of wind, and I felt that the apprentice in front of me was a little incomprehensible: "How do you know that I won't?"
Jing Che walked around from him to his eyes, and looked straight into his eyes: "You won't."
Baili Kazama raised his head and smiled: "It's useless for us to stand here, if the government is smart, the first thing that should be checked is what the storyteller ate, and then it is to find out what enemies he has, and then we should go to the pharmacy to interrogate who has bought arsenic, and finally put these together to deduce who is the murderer."
Jing Che looked at him with reverence: "Sure enough, with you, you don't need the government at all."
Baili Feng shook the dust on his sleeves: "That's all I have to do, I can only help them get here, can I go?"
"How can you just leave like this" Jing Che stretched out his hand and grabbed him, and his soft fingertips went around his arm, with an indescribable warmth, "Master, I'm so curious."
"I think we can go to the back of the storyteller's stage and have a look," Jing Che looked at the back of the stage, his eyes flashing with a gleam, "It's all where they storytellers and singers drink water and change clothes, and they may find out any secrets."
Baili Feng couldn't resist her, so she was pulled by her, and while the officials were not paying attention, she quietly came to the backstage
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The corpse of the storyteller was placed in the corner of the backstage, and after the white cloth was put up, his hideous appearance before his death could not be seen
A small girl attracted their attention in the wind room
The little girl, about eleven or twelve years old, was curled up in the corner, trembling at the end of the white clothed corpse
Jing Che approached the little girl with a smile: "Little sister, are you afraid?"
The little girl slammed into the wall like crazy: "I didn't do it, I didn't do it, I didn't kill my uncle, it wasn't me, it's not me."
Her restless appearance frightened the officials who came and went, and the sharp-eyed officials saw the two of them and immediately scolded loudly: "Who are you, why are you sneaking around here?"
Baili Fengma glanced at the person who came lightly, and obviously put on a look of reluctance
Jing Che explained with a smile: "We are customers in the store, we passed by the backstage when we heard the story, and we saw that this girl was weird, and I didn't care much about it at the time, and I just said that Mr. Storyteller died, so we were curious to come over and see what was going on with this girl."
The official was distracted by her words, and all eyes were on the girl: "Get up and talk, what are you, what are you doing here, if you don't tell the truth, we will be executed."
Where can the little girl withstand such a frightening of the fierce and vicious officials Tears fell from the ground
Jing Che grabbed the little girl and coaxed softly: "Don't be afraid, as long as you tell the truth to these people, they won't embarrass you."
Seeing this, the little girl finally calmed down
"That's my uncle," the little girl pointed to the corpse on the white cloth, "and he drank tea before telling the story, so ...... That's why ......"
"Tea," an official exclaimed, "Who gave him a drink, and where is the cup now?"
The little girl trembled and took out the teacup from the stone platform behind her and handed it to the official >
"It's me, I poured the tea," the little girl looked at several officials in horror, waved her hand again and again, "But it's not me, it's not me, the tea is all in the store, and the guys in the store can testify for me."
The official really called the guy in the store over for questioning
But the official obviously didn't mean to let the little girl go like this, and several adults gave birth to the child and detained the child
Baili Fengma hugged his chest and looked at Jing Che: "So you pulled me over just so that I could come to watch the play."
Jing Che blinked and wondered: "What kind of drama are you watching, do you think this is acting?"
"I don't know," Mochiri Kazama said sincerely, "It's true that the dead are real, it's also true that someone poisoned them, and as for who it is, it doesn't seem to be within our power."
Jing Che smiled softly again: "But I really want to know the truth."
Baili Fengma frowned, quietly walked up to the official messenger, and interrupted their next move
"You haven't tried whether the tea is poisonous or not, wouldn't it be too rash to draw such a conclusion?" Maybe it was the bearing of Baili Fengjian who was born with a calm and noble attitude The originally arrogant official forgot to refute Baili Fengjian's words at this time
The officials ordered to go down, and someone found the silver hairpin from nowhere, stirred it slightly in the rest of the tea, and saw that the lower part of the silver hairpin had turned black
The official said angrily: "Sure enough, it's tea bsp; ”
As he spoke, he was going to detain the poor little girl again, but fortunately, another official hurriedly asked, "You poured this tea yourself."
The little girl looked at them in horror and nodded honestly
"You poured the tea, and the process of bringing it over, people touched this teacup."
"Others" The little girl seemed to have just come back to her senses, "No, my uncle's things are all in my own hands, and he doesn't worry about letting others take care of them."
"Then where did you put this teacup later?" the official still said in a cold tone, and even Baili Kazama and the others felt very unhappy when they heard it, not to mention the little girl who had never seen any strong winds and waves, and the little girl immediately cried miserably when she heard what they said
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