As soon as she heard Song Chao speak, Ping'er was startled, her hand shook, and the apple slices fell and landed on Jiang Shiyi's face.

Jiang Shiyi sighed and picked it up and ate it, and took off the two more slices from his eyes.

Song Chao also found out: "Didn't sleep well last night? ”

"Nope." Jiang Shiyi sat up straight: "I'm worried about the case and I can't sleep, I'm afraid that there are some incalculable omissions that delay Young Master Song's affairs." ”

Song Chao's expression was a little indescribable, and he was silent and said slowly.

"I didn't expect me to make you so worried and sleepless all night, I'm really flattered." It was all a scene, and Jiang Shiyi was about to say a few more polite words, but he saw his subordinates poking out their faces from behind Song Chao.

"I can't sleep all night, it's obviously small." The dark circles under his hands were on par with Jiang Shiyi.

Jiang Shiyi was taken aback: "What's wrong with you?" Didn't you sleep well last night? ”

It is common to work overtime in case investigations, but he was busy all night.

He snapped his fingers and said, "In the first half of the night, I checked the friends around Xia Hou who knew how to write and ink, and there were no left-handers. In the second half of the night, I checked that there were painters with such skills in the capital, and there were no left-handers, even if he was a foreigner, as long as he showed his skills in Beijing, there was no reason why he couldn't find out. ”

"No left-handers." Jiang Shiyi casually stuffed another apple on the table into his hand, and muttered: "Left-handed, he must let people know, is he a left-hander?" ”

The subordinate was asked.

Jiang Shiyi said: "What do you ask?" ”

The subordinate opened his mouth, and suddenly felt a little weak: "Just ...... That's what I asked. ”

Jiang Shiyi's expression froze a little, and then said gently: "That's the case, if you know the victim and have such a skilled painter, even in the capital, the number must be limited." If this person usually uses his left hand, without saying anything himself, people who know him will definitely be able to identify him. ”

There are a bunch of gadgets in her house that her subordinates bought yesterday, and she is willing to show her gentle side to such a warm-hearted young man.

The subordinate nodded: "We asked Xiahou's friends who are also painters last night, there are a total of thirty-seven people, they all know each other, and they often meet friends through painting, so I think that this conspicuous feature, even if I deny it, there will definitely be a companion to identify it." ”

Jiang Shiyi hit the nail on the head and was unceremonious.

"You're scared."

The subordinate suddenly wanted to slap himself, carelessly.

Jiang Shiyi said: "Most left-handers can use their right hand skillfully, which can be seen from the painting imitated by the murderer, and the landscape and danqing he painted with his right hand are also excellent." So in this case, as long as he wants, he can completely hide his left hand and not let anyone know. ”

"That's right." The subordinate looked annoyed: "I was in too much of a hurry, thinking that the left-hander would know it at a glance and be able to find out the person at once." ”

The Song Dynasty was very tolerant of his subordinates and patted him: "I have asked all the questions, and I can't swallow it back, now think about how to find out the person when the other party does not admit it." ”

The ghost sent the gods, and his subordinates looked at Jiang Shiyi.

Jiang Shiyi was excited: "What are you looking at me?" ”

The Song Dynasty was also slightly dissatisfied, and in the past, he looked at him with adoring eyes.

The subordinates immediately noticed that something was wrong, and immediately turned their heads and said, "Young Master, what should we do now?" ”

The Song Dynasty's self-esteem was slightly comforted.

"Those thirty-seven, are they still there?"

"It's all in Dali Temple." The subordinate said: "Nine times out of ten, the murderer is among them, and we dare not release him." What if he runs away if he is released, there are too many people, even if you send someone to keep an eye on him, I am afraid that there will be omissions. ”

"So many people can't be locked up all the time." Song Chao said: "I'll go over and take a look, Jiang Shiyi, you ......"

Originally, Song Dynasty's sentence of staying at home was already on his lips, but he suddenly changed his words.

He lowered his body and looked at Jiang Shiyi: "You are also bored at home, otherwise, come with me?" ”

Jiang Shiyi was stunned for a moment: "What am I going to do?" ”

"You're in front of me, I'm more at ease." Song Chao forcibly picked up Bai Yue: "Mother asked us to get along more and understand more, I think it makes sense." ”

What kind of life is this, I used to work overtime every day, and I became the fiancée of a wealthy family, and I had to go to work for the first time?

It's a pity that the reason of the Song Dynasty was too legitimate, Jiang Shiyi hugged the table, hugged the chair and hugged the tree, and was finally ruthlessly dragged away.

Although the case was not solved, Song Chao was inexplicably in a good mood, dragged Jiang Shiyi out of the door, and then whispered a few times to his subordinates.

The subordinates were stunned, paused and said, "Young master, this, it's not good." ”

Song Chao's eyes glared: "I can't move you?" ”

"No, no, no, the little ones will go." The men immediately relented and ran away.

"Why is he going?" Jiang Shiyi is strange.

"Nothing." Song Chao smiled slightly.

You'll find out in a moment.

Dali Temple is the central judicial organ in charge of the prison, divided into the left and right temples, the left temple reviews the impeachment and suspected prison crimes in various places, and the right temple tries the criminal prison of the Beijing division and hundreds of officials, and the highest leader of Dali Temple is Dali Temple.

Dali Siqing is one of the three major judicial officials in the country. The highest commander in charge of the nation's prisons.

Jiang Shiyi watched the Song Dynasty walk slowly into the gate with his head held high, and the officials on both sides stood with their hands down, and said obediently in his heart, what a big official.

The subordinates who arrived one step earlier also greeted him, and he glanced at Jiang Shiyi, and somehow, Jiang Shiyi always felt that that glance was full of emptiness, as if he had done something sorry for her.

As the Song Dynasty walked inside, he wrote lightly: "Where are the people? ”

"It's all in there, it's all in there." His subordinates should lead the way in front, and suddenly said: "By the way, young master, the Jiang Yang thief who was caught a few days ago has made a move, do you want to take a look first." ”

Song Chao stopped and sneered: "Isn't his mouth quite hard?" It's only been a few days, and you're recruited? ”

The subordinates laughed hehehe: "No matter how hard the mouth is, it is also flesh and skin." ”

Song Chao nodded: "Let's go and see first." ”

So the group turned around and went to the gloomy cell.

The prisons are places where felons are kept, and the cells are strangely constructed, half above ground and half underground. Because there is a very small skylight in the area where each room is only more than one person high, it is dark and gloomy even during the day, and it smells bad.

Jiang Shiyi followed the Song Dynasty all the way over, and looked around with unconcealed curiosity, it seemed that the law and order were good in this era, there were not many people locked up in the cell, and they couldn't see anything clearly, until a bloody and scorching smell came.

The subordinate frowned, walked a few steps ahead, stopped, turned and opened the door to a room.

Song Chao bowed his head slightly and walked in, Jiang Shiyi hesitated for a moment, and followed in.

This room was a little different from the cells that had been passed all the way, an interrogation room, with a long wooden table with all kinds of unnamed utensils on the table, and an unextinguished red charcoal fire on the side of the stove.

On the other side was a cross on which a man was tied with iron chains.

A tall, sturdy man, with his hair disheveled, his wrists and ankles bound to iron posts in chains, and his clothes torn into strips of cloth, revealing large scarred skin and stains of blood.

"His name is Spider, and he is a mountain bandit with more than a dozen lives on his hands." Song Chao seemed to introduce Jiang Shiyi, and then said casually: "What, you are finally willing to say it?" ”

Hearing the voice, it seemed that he was dying, and the man codenamed Spider finally raised his head and looked at Song Chao with an expressionless face.

Jiang Shiyi was a little surprised, this man was quite young, although his face was mixed with blood and he didn't know what was dirty, but if he looked at his facial features, Zhou Zheng actually looked quite good. However, those eyes are fierce and fierce, and they are not good at first glance.

People can't look good, Jiang Shiyi touched his chin thoughtfully.

The spider's eyes stared at the Song Dynasty, and his voice seemed to be bloody: "I said, you will let go of the brothers on the Bajiao Mountain?" ”

Song Chao said expressionlessly: "If you don't say it, they will definitely die, and I promise that they will die very, very painfully." If you are willing to tell the whereabouts of the tribute, they will have a chance to live. ”

Song Chao said, casually tearing the spider's tattered shirt, and the flesh and blood on the strong muscles of his chest were blurred.

Song Chao stretched out his hand, although he was a martial arts practitioner, his hand was slender and bone-knotted, like a Sven man, and slowly pressed the spider's chest and pressed it on the bloody wound.

The wound was fine and dense like a small and sharp filament, and it had not been treated, although it was not known how deep, but when Song Chao reached out and pressed it, he could clearly see the blood slowly oozing out from his fingers.

How painful it must be!

Although the spider was a tough guy, he couldn't help but let out an unbearable muffled snort from his throat and clenched his teeth tightly. Sweat seeped out from his forehead, wetting his hair and sticking it to his face.

Song Chao slowly withdrew his hand, and his subordinates hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it over, he wiped his hands, and suddenly turned his head and said, "Eleven." ”

"Huh?"

Jiang Shiyi is very unaccustomed to the title of the Song Dynasty, but if he wants to choose between Xiao Jiang, Jiang Jiang, Shi Shi, Miss Jiang, and Miss Jiang, forget it, let him call it.

"You go out and wait for me first." Song Dynasty Road.

Jiang Shiyi thought that they had some secrets to discuss, so they went out as soon as they answered, and they were not familiar with the outside, so they stood in the corridor of the prison and studied the floor tiles, everything in this era was new and curious to her.

As he was watching, he suddenly heard a terrible cry from inside.

Jiang Shiyi pricked up his ears, and the sound of a soldering iron burning on the skin and flesh seemed to be mixed with the scream, and bursts of burnt meat came from the interrogation room......

Could it be that the Song Dynasty was torturing prisoners to extract confessions? It looks like Sven, why is it so barbaric?

With the smell of burnt, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the hard-boned man seemed to be unable to bear it, and the terrible screams of pain were heartbreaking, from high-pitched to slowly absent.

Finally, the door of the interrogation room opened again, and Song Chao slowly walked out of it, as if nothing had happened.

Then his men came out.

Although the light was dim, Jiang Shiyi also saw that the Song Dynasty's robe was stained with blood, but fortunately, his clothes were dark and not obvious.

The subordinate summoned two guards, raised his chin towards the interrogation room, and whispered, "It's useless, dispose of it." ”

It's fluttering, as if it's not a person, but a worthless gadget.

"Let's go, let's go see the artists." Song Chao didn't even think for a while, said a word to Jiang Shiyi, and walked in front.

Jiang Shiyi glanced back at the door of the half-hidden interrogation room, said nothing, and followed.

Along the way, Song Chao looked back at her from time to time, looking like he wanted to say something.

Jiang Shiyi finally couldn't help but say, "What's the matter?" ”

As soon as Song Chao heard that she had finally spoken, he immediately stopped.

His subordinates were very aware of current affairs, and walked a few steps forward to stand still, and they should not see or hear.

Song Chao pretended to clear his throat, pondered for a moment, and said, "Actually, I am not a murderous person. ”

Jiang Shiyi actually didn't quite understand what the Song Dynasty wanted to say.

Song Chao said: "I also have my difficulties. ”

Jiang Shiyi nodded blankly, "So what?" ”

"In my position, there are some things that I have to do." Song Chao said: "But I will never do this to my family and to you, you don't need to be afraid." ”

Jiang Shiyi snorted in his heart, but it was really embarrassing for the Song Dynasty, and he found a stuntman to give her such a bloody scene early in the morning, on the one hand, in order to scare her, on the other hand, he also had to express his feelings warmly, I am not scaring you, you don't go to your mother to sue me.

Jiang Shiyi made a sudden look: "Lord Song, what do you mean is that you are so cruel and cold-blooded, just to the prisoners locked up in Dali Temple. ”

Song Chao nodded.

Jiang Shiyi didn't seem to be entangled at all, and smiled with a smile.

"Mo Yi, don't worry." Jiang Shiyi smiled not reluctantly at all: "I know, you must be as warm as spring to your own person, Mrs. Song told me, you are considerate and careful, you will definitely treat me well." ”

Hitting a snake and hitting seven inches, what is the Song Dynasty most afraid of, his father and grandfather, Jiang Shiyi thinks it's very good, you can take it out to stimulate the Song Dynasty if you have nothing to do.

Song Chao's face was a little dark, but he still gritted his teeth and squeezed out a pair, took the lead and walked forward.

At this time, in the prison, the dead spider who was already dying in the interrogation room suddenly opened his eyes and his eyes were blazing, he retracted his hand from the chain, and asked the guard at the door: "Are they gone?" ”

"Far away, far away." The guards probe the brain.

The spider took off the tattered clothes on his body and threw them on the ground, took the cloth in the little girl's hand and wiped the blood on his body, quite hard, even if he wiped the bloody wound on his chest, he didn't see the slightest pain.

However, after only two wipes, he gave up, took a robe and put it on directly.

"I have to go back and wash my blood." The spider said to herself: "It's weird, I see that Mo Yi's fiancée is not very good-looking, why does he want to scare her so much, I really don't understand the amorous feelings." ”

The little guy didn't dare to speak, his face was expressionless, and he only dared to vomit in his heart. Who doesn't say it, Lord Song just knows how to play.

Song Chao sneezed and led Jiang Shiyi into a hall.

Thirty-seven painters are here, from last night to now, except for the murderer, they don't even know why they were arrested, and they are inevitably impatient and worried. Ask the guards and don't say anything, although I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, but Dali Temple is not a good place, and nine times out of ten it is not a good thing.

The subordinates asked all night last night, and the painters all knew his identity, and when they saw him come in, they immediately stopped discussing and turned their heads to look at him.

It's a pity that his subordinates can only stand aside this time.

"This is Dali Siqing, Lord Song of the Song Dynasty."

The painters are all ordinary people, and they have little experience in dealing with the officials of the three grades, and when they hear the introduction of the subordinates, they bend down and salute.

Song Chao waved his hand: "No need to be polite, everyone should sit down." ”

It's all Sven's, and there is no reason to ask people to stand overnight, so his subordinates have already asked people to move all kinds of chairs, although they are not good-looking, but they finally have a place to sit.

The Song Dynasty looked at the information in an uproar and said, "Of the thirty-seven of you, sixteen of them are locals and born and raised. Twenty-one of them are foreigners who only entered Beijing when they became adults? ”

Everyone nodded, this was all asked last night. Who's name, how old he is, where he lives, and who else is in his family are all the most basic information.

Jian Yu clicked on the sixteen pieces of information he drew out and said to his subordinates: "Find someone to go to these people's homes and ask, left-handers are born with innate characteristics, even if they grow up and know how to hide, they can't hide when they are young, yes or no, just ask your family and neighbors." ”

The subordinate's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Your Excellency is wise." ”

On the personal information, one by one, Song Chao said: "This is evidence of alibi last night?" ”

"Yes." The subordinate said: "It is clearly written above, where it is, and who is the witness." ”

Song Chao read a few copies, but shook his head.

According to the conclusion of the autopsy, the time of Xiahou's death was in Zishi, and most of the people were asleep at this time.

"None of this is alibi evidence." Song Dynasty ordered one at random: "Lu Songze, go home to eat, go into the room to turn off the lights and rest, and go out early in the morning." But everyone slept at night, and who can prove that you have been resting in your room and have not slipped out in the middle of the night? ”

The man named Lu Songze hurriedly said: "Lord Song, last night the little one did rest in the evening and never went out. ”

"It's not up to you to decide whether you go out or not." The Song Dynasty lightly turned one page and another page, and in the end, there were only three people who had alibi evidence.

You boldly said: "Lord Song, may I ask what is going on, is it ...... What happened to Mr. Xia? ”

Song Chao looked up at him: "Why do you ask that?" ”

The man said worriedly: "Because in this hall, we are familiar with the frequent gatherings, and the only thing missing is Mr. Xia." ”

This speculation is also reasonable, but the Song Dynasty did not answer. Instead, he said to his subordinates: "Lu Wei, Sun Xi, Wang Wenjie, these three alibi evidence can be admitted." ”

A person who is in a casino, bustling and noisy, and everyone in the casino can testify. One is drinking in the Qinglou, and he is having fun at night when he doesn't go home. There was also a quarrel with his wife at home, and the noise was heard by the neighbors.

For the rest, ask if the family is there, and most of them can be answered. If you ask again, have you seen it with your own eyes, and you can't speak. No one will stare at it in the middle of the night without sleeping.

The painters all lived in the city, and the investigators went back and forth quickly, and the information of the sixteen local people in their childhood was quickly inquired about, and according to the reactions of their parents and neighbors, none of them had any memories of being left-handed when they were children.

"In this way, these sixteen people can basically rule out suspicion, and then remove three who have conclusive alibi evidence." Song Chao patted the information of the remaining people, and although he couldn't lock down the suspects, he finally narrowed down the scope.

Those who have alibi evidence happen to be not locally grown, so nineteen people can be regarded as excluded.

The murderer is among the remaining eighteen people.

At this time, an official happened to come to Song Chao to report the matter, Song Chao hesitated and went out, but his subordinates did not follow, but trotted two steps and came to Jiang Shiyi.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Shiyi was concentrating on watching the Song Dynasty trial, and he was also very curious about what method he was going to use to find out the murderer when he was prepared.

"Miss Jiang." The subordinate smiled and said, "Please, can you do something?" ”

Jiang Shiyi was a little surprised: "What's the matter?" ”

The Song Dynasty is so ruthless, his subordinates are quite lively, but they seem to be honest and witty.

The subordinate said embarrassedly: "Last night's incident was a small lack of consideration, and it startled the snake." If the murderer is inside, he must be on guard, and it is not so easy to find. ”

Jiang Shiyi listened to the meaning, could it be: "You asked me to help find the murderer?" ”

The subordinates nodded repeatedly.

"Why?" Jiang Shiyi said strangely: "Aren't you adults investigating?" ”

Look at it is just a murder case, although human life is at stake, but it should not be a big case in Dali Temple, as for asking for foreign aid?

The subordinate said in a low voice: "The injury you suffered a while ago is not healed, and it was caused by the arrest of the murderer a few days ago. His subordinates really didn't want him to bother too much at this time. ”

Jiang Shiyi's eyes were clumsy, but he didn't see that Song Chao was injured at this time, but he asked more: "Did you catch the spider just now?" ”

The subordinates suddenly froze, and shook their heads again and again: "No, no." ”

Jiang Shiyi didn't ask a question, but thought about it and said, "It's all my own people, it's just a trivial matter, what's so difficult about this." ”

Since Song Dynasty's parents and grandfather think that she is a noble person in the Song Dynasty, she must always do something to help, otherwise without their support, she is afraid that Song Dynasty will pack her up and kick her away in minutes.

Song Chao did the first half, and it didn't hurt for her to come to the second half.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shiyi made a decision, hooked his fingers and asked his subordinates to come over, and whispered some words.

The subordinates listened attentively, nodding their heads as they listened.

Soon, someone sent pen and ink in, one pair for each person.

They are all people who are good at drawing, and their brushwork is natural and smooth, but they don't know what to write, and they are worried.

"Now, I'll ask you a few questions, and you can just write the answers on paper. Don't talk to each other, don't look at each other, write your own. ”

Everyone was nervous and dazed.

"The first question is, among you, who likes to be different and give different opinions when it comes to things. Write the name, no limit on the number of people, several, write several. ”

What kind of problem is this, everyone was at a loss, but seeing Jiang Shiyi's serious appearance, he still wrote according to his words.

"The second question is who is good at arithmetic, strong in accounting, and sensitive to numbers."

"The third question is who is not in good health and often gets sick, such as asthma, migraines and so on."

"The fourth question, who has a faster response and quick skills, for example, if you throw something over, he will be able to catch it nine times out of ten."

"The fifth question is who has a bigger temper, is short-tempered, and is easily impulsive and angry."

It's all confusing questions, but after Jiang Shiyi asked seven or eight questions in a row, he asked his subordinates to collect them.

When he got the scroll in his hand, Jiang Shiyi looked at it one by one, and his subordinates came over curiously, and soon, they saw the fame.

He pointed to one of the names.

Of the thirty-seven volumes, this name is mentioned the most, almost everyone has an answer, and many have two or even three answers, written by this name.

He Honglin.

This name also happens to be not among the nineteen people who have been excluded by the Song Dynasty.

"How so?" The subordinates couldn't help but be curious: "Miss Jiang, is there anything to say about this?" ”

Jiang Shiyi smiled: "Go to his house and search it, maybe you can find something." ”

If the murderer could really paint with his left hand, he must have hidden a practice at home, maybe there was also a painting that imitated Xiahou who had not yet been handed over, or stolen money from unknown sources.

Xiahou is the most famous painter in the capital, a pair of landscapes and danqing can be worth a thousand taels, and it is not surprising that some people have moved their minds.

It's just that the matter of searching homes, it's okay to search one household at a time, but searching more than 30 homes is a bit exciting. Even if the Song Dynasty is in a high position, unless it is for some big case, it is inappropriate.

His subordinates went in person this time, and quickly disappeared outside the door with a team of men.

When the Song Dynasty came back, he saw his subordinates gearing up, and couldn't help but say, "Why is he going?" ”

Jiang Shiyi said: "He went to catch the stolen goods." ”

Song Chao was surprised: "Found the murderer?" ”

It's really not a big case, they are all scholars, not vicious bandits. But from last night to today, his heart must be bright, but he behaved very calmly in the crowd without any abnormality, just by virtue of this, he must be a very calm person.

There is no real evidence, and it is not possible to torture them one by one, and it is actually more difficult to find the murderer from such a mouth than to deal with the most vicious bandits.

Although Jiang Shiyi didn't say that he had found it, that expression was indeed somewhat interesting.

Song Chao glanced at the people who had not moved, and it was obvious that the murderer did not know that he had been suspected of being discovered.

"Who is it?" Song Chao finally couldn't help but get closer: "Who do you suspect?" ”

Jiang Shiyi's chin tapped, his gaze glanced over, and then put a document in Song Chao's hand.

He Honglin, male, 33 years old, married with a son and a daughter. He lives in Hongqi Street, his ancestral home is Jingnan, and he entered Beijing at the age of 21 and sells calligraphy and paintings for a living......

The Song Dynasty looked left and right, and did not see any doubts.

"Eleven." Song Chao closed the file and looked at Jiang Shiyi, with a warning smile: "Although I know that you are smart and dexterous, but this is Dali Temple, and the law and discipline are strict, even if I have you as a backer, you can't act arbitrarily and open your mouth." ”

You might as well not have this backer, Jiang Shiyi rolled his eyes in his heart, and returned with a smile.

"Mo Yi, you're too careful."

Although the Song Dynasty had a knife in his heart, this girl looked very sweet, and even had a dimple on the right cheek when she smiled, even if she was smirking, she was cute and sweet.

"Of course I know that this is Dali Temple, and it won't be messed around." Jiang Shiyi said: "Besides, am I an ignorant person, can I make trouble for you in your place?" ”

The guards on the side, at this time, listened to their adults and fiancées you and me, but they didn't know that they just wanted to slap each other unconscious at this time.

Just in the big eyes, his subordinates came back in a hurry, and swept into the hall like the wind, and he didn't have time to report the situation and pointed at He Honglin first.

"Grab it."

Immediately, several guards went over and held He Honglin down left and right.

He Honglin's face became extremely ugly: "Why did you arrest me, my lord, what crime did I commit......

"Everyone has stolen money." The subordinate held a bunch of painting scrolls in his hands, and snapped a bunch of painting scrolls on the table, and snapped them on the table: "My lord, this is all found in He Honglin's house." It was he who forged Xiahou's paintings that had not yet been released, hidden in a secret compartment under the bed, and even his wife and children did not know. ”

He Honglin's face turned white, shook a little, and sat down.

"You, you searched my house?" He Honglin said in disbelief: "Why? ”

"Because you're left-handed." His subordinates raised their eyebrows and exhaled: "And Xiahou was killed precisely because he found that someone copied his painting, and on the painting, you left a special mark, a mark drawn with your left hand." ”

Although at the end of the night, everyone suspected that something had happened to Xiahou, but after all, it was just a suspicion, and when it was said by his subordinates at this time, everyone was still shocked, and then immediately stayed away from He Honglin and made way for an open space around him.

"You're frightened." Song Chao flipped through the paintings he had found in He Honglin's house: "You can go back." ”

Everyone didn't know how to react for a while, and they didn't dare to discuss here, so they hesitated for a moment and left one after another.

For a while, everyone dispersed, leaving only He Honglin's blood-red eyes.

Song Chao got up and spun around in front of him.

"I'm forced, I'm forced." He Honglin knew that at this time, there was no longer any possibility to hide, and kept chanting: "I don't want to kill him either......"

Song Chao made a gesture to stop, (baa ⊙▽⊙) He was not interested in why He Honglin would kill Xiahou, nothing new, nothing more than those things for money.

"Eleven." Song Chao said: "I really want to know how you can tell that he is left-handed." ”

He also entered the door and observed everyone, but He Honglin was as usual, without any flaws.

As soon as Song Chao asked, even He Honglin looked over.

As soon as He Honglin heard that Jiang Shiyi was the culprit who arrested him, he said in disbelief: "Although I can use my left and right hands freely, I have never used my left hand in front of people since I entered the capital. Even my wife and children don't know this secret, how do you find out? ”

Jiang Shiyi has been smart since he was a child, and he has been singing all the way to excel in learning, and he has long been accustomed to all kinds of envy and amazement. But at this time, the sense of superiority across the era still made her proud.

She picked up the roll she had just received from the table and patted it.

"Because left-handers have many innate traits, each of which is not 100 percent, but each trait has a certain probability. When all the probabilities are concentrated, the person closest is the most suspicious. ”

The Song Dynasty missed Jiang Shiyi's question time, and for some reason, his subordinates hurriedly leaned over and repeated Jiang Shiyi's questions one by one.

After listening, Song Chao pretended to groan deeply, he was not too embarrassed to say, but in fact, he still didn't quite understand.

Why does a left-hander have such characteristics, how has he never heard of it, and has never seen it in any book.

After all, Song Chao couldn't help but say, "How do you know?" ”

Jiang Shiyi had been waiting for Song Dynasty's words, and she said with a straight face: "Actually, that's the case. ”

“？”

"When I was a child, I met an old gentleman."

“？”

The old gentleman said that he used to be a servant, but now he has returned to his hometown and lived in seclusion in Mullin. He fell in love with me and taught me a lot. ”

Mulin Town is the hometown of this Jiang Eleven, and it is thousands of miles away from the capital.

Yesterday, Jiang Shiyi chatted with Mrs. Song in the Song Mansion, chatted with the girl, and chatted with everyone who could chat, the focus was not to understand the current Song family and the Song Dynasty, but to understand Jiang Shiyi in the past.

She still has a lot of time to understand the current Song Mansion, and she also needs to see is believe in the current Song Dynasty, but in the past Jiang Shiyi, she must know as soon as possible, so that she can not have too much contradiction with the previous character, or come up with a reason to round this contradiction.

Sure enough, Song Chao was suspicious: "Your parents are both Langzhong, although you can't study medicine, you haven't heard of other teachers." ”

Jiang Shiyi sighed: "It's not a glorious thing to solve the case after the autopsy, I really didn't want to talk about it before." ”

"And now? Why do you want to say it again? ”

Jiang Shiyi complained: "That's not because of the past few days of running away from home, it's been too miserable, and I almost lost my life." ”

Song Chao's face was full of unhappiness: "Who let you run blindly, I just said that you ran blindly in two sentences, and if you don't say anything about your own crimes, you will ......"

But that's not all it takes.

Jiang Shiyi said strangely: "What else? ”

"I almost lost my life." The Song Dynasty came over stiffly, but he didn't want Jiang Shiyi to know about the fact that he knelt in the ancestral hall all night.

"Who's to say it isn't, so I want to come and go." Jiang Shiyi's eyes lit up and stared at the Song Dynasty: "I have nowhere to go after leaving the Song Mansion, but I can't eat and drink in vain, so I can only do what I have learned, and I hope to help you some, and I can feel at ease." ”

Song Chaohu looked at Jiang Shiyi suspiciously, and wrote unabashedly on his face, why am I so unbelieving?

Jiang Shiyi calmly looked back, how sincere he wanted to be.

The two looked at each other affectionately for a long time, and the subordinates outside couldn't help but knock on the door, and glanced in through the crack in the door, only to see that the room was full of weird bubbles, and they coughed boldly.

This cough finally recalled the hearts of the two of them who were wandering in the world.

Song Chao retracted his gaze and snorted.

"Although I don't believe any of the nonsense you say." The Song Dynasty was not so easy to fool: "But since you said so, I can also listen to it." But you don't have to do anything by my side, as long as you are honest, I will naturally not treat you badly. ”

"Of course." Jiang Shiyi promised: "I must be special, special, and honest." ”

The Song Dynasty only felt that his eyebrows were jumping, but he couldn't find any flaws for a while, so he nodded to Jiang Shiyi.

Jiang Shiyi followed the Song Dynasty for most of the day, and after he went back, he was like the emperor going to the court, and he received the care and condolences of the Song family.

Song's mother first took a clear position to blame her son.

"Mo Yi, you shouldn't be." Mother Song held Jiang Shiyi's hand and looked at her son: "Dali Temple is not a good place, what are you going to do with Eleven and a girl's house?" Besides, she just came back from outside, and she was frightened again, did you deliberately try to scare her? ”

is really a knowing son Mo Ruomu, Jiang Shiyi gave Song's mother a thumbs up in his heart.

"Mother, you're so careful." Song Chao was like a big-tailed wolf in front of his mother wearing the skin of a little white rabbit: "The son already knows that he is wrong, how can he still commit it." This time, Eleven and I went to Dali Temple, because I was always not there during the day, and it was not good to see me at night, so I wanted to be with me more and get along more. ”

After Song Chao finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Shiyi affectionately, and Jiang Shiyi was looked down at him. If you don't bow your head, you can't do it, and if you look at the Song Dynasty again, I'm afraid that you won't be able to hold back and vomit.

"So?" Mother Song looked at Jiang Shiyi suspiciously.

Jiang Shiyi said in a low voice: "It's true that I'm going to go with me, although there are some people in Dali Temple, but with Mo Yi here, I'm not afraid." ”

"As soon as my father saw you, he said that you had the style of a parent, and you were bold and careful." Mother Song smiled slightly and patted Jiang Shiyi's hand: "You are not afraid of Dali Temple, it can be seen that my father's vision is really good." ”

The father in Mrs. Song's mouth is the grandfather of the Song Dynasty and the old lady of the Song Dynasty.

At that time, Jiang Shiyi's parents saved him and the old lady who had passed away at this time, so they had this period of marriage. It was also him who supported Jiang Shiyi in the Song Mansion and said that if he wanted the Song Dynasty to kneel in the ancestral hall, he had to kneel in the ancestral hall.

At the mention of Old Man Song, Jiang Shiyi was immediately very confident, and said with a grateful face: "Actually, my family has changed suddenly, and I am very worried all the way over. I didn't expect my grandfather and uncle to be so kind to me, so I didn't know how to express my gratitude. ”

"You." Mrs. Song said with a smile: "Don't have so many things on your mind at a young age, if you really have a heart, go and talk to your grandfather more, and his old man will be happy." ”

This is naturally as it should be, and Jiang Shiyi happily responded: "Okay, aunt." ”

If necessary, she can not only accompany the old man to talk, but also accompany the deceased old lady in front of the tablet in the ancestral hall.

Mrs. Song chatted for a while, and saw that Jiang Shiyi really looked normal and did not look frightened, so she relieved her heart and asked them to go back to eat and rest.

"You young people have something to say together, you don't have to accompany me." Mrs. Song waved her hand to drive people away: "Go, go, it's cold, wear more, don't catch a cold." ”

The two of them looked like unmarried couples they had never seen before, they were like newlyweds with deep feelings, saying goodbye to Mrs. Song together and walking out side by side.

Walked out of Yiranju and turned a corner, to a place that is absolutely invisible inside. The two quickly moved out of the way, one left and one right.

Song Chao said in disgust: "Looking at the way you fool your mother, you know that you are used to deceiving people, pretending to be sweet and sweet, and there is no truth in your mouth." ”

"Each other, each other." Jiang Shiyi went back with disgust: "But my uncle and aunt love peace, and we don't have to let them bother with the grievances and hatreds between our young people." ”

The ancestral hall is a good place, the Song Dynasty listened to the word peace-loving, and the conditioned reflex felt that his knees hurt, and he didn't dare to resist at the moment, so he silently recited a sentence that it was not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and turned around and left.

Although Jiang Shiyi sent people under the fence, he also had his own small yard, so he didn't have to follow the Song Dynasty, so he gathered his clothes and went back to the room.

The weather is really cold, but it's only November, but the temperature in the city of Liangzhou has plummeted, and according to the experience of the locals, it is going to snow.

Ping'er closed the door, opened the window, and lit a charcoal fire: "Miss Jiang, you are from the south, and you haven't seen snow yet, right?" ”

"......" Jiang Shiyi paused: "Ah yes, we never snow there, and it is not so cold in winter, but I have gone out with my father and seen snow outside." ”