Hearing that this eucalyptus will not be tried today, there was another wave of discussion in the crowd.

The talents sneered and commented, the top is about to check the performance of the official, and most of the county respecters are afraid of being sued for trial.

The rough men and reckless men were like dirt dogs who hadn't eaten enough, shaking their heads in frustration and complaining: "I'm bored, I delay Lao Tzu to earn a living for half a day, and I can't even see the torture of the nuns." ”

Zhang Yanke is a violent temper, when he heard this, he was going up to beat people again, Zheng Haizhu quickly blocked in front of him, Zhang Dai was even more quick to pull the sleeve of his younger brother's robe, and shouted in a low voice: "You are a dumb king of Hades, we have to run for Sister He later, you don't want to mess with right and wrong at this time." ”

Zhang Yanke gritted his teeth, and saw Zheng Haizhu stagnating, wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, but his eyes flew to the crowd like a shuttle, so he asked, "Miss Zheng, what are you looking at?" ”

Zheng Haizhu pressed her voice and replied, "Look at Master Yang's servant." He just looked like he was going to fight hard with Sister He in the hall, and now that the county magistrate has withdrawn from the hall, he didn't shout Qingtian or cry, he just hurried out, and there was no anger or sadness on his face, as if he was going to find someone to meet. ”

Zhang Yanke simply said: "Then I'll follow him." ”

Zheng Haizhu shook his head: "I'm afraid that you are rough, please take Agui to take a look." Third son, you follow me. ”

What?

Zhang Yanke was shocked by the little woman's evaluation and assignment that ignored class differences, and he couldn't answer for a while, only staring.

Zheng Haizhu quickly explained: "If Sister He is wronged, the murderer will definitely come to hear the trial." And today, when the court passed, it finally fell on whether there was a witness by the river, and the murderer's mind was concerned about this section, so he went to that place. And in order to avoid suspicion, he or they should not wander around the Nine Lotus Nunnery again. So now, I'd like to take a look around the nunnery and maybe find some strange traces. ”

Zhang Dai understood and instructed Zhang Yanke: "Miss Zheng is now our military advisor, so let's do it, third brother, you protect her." ”

Zheng Haizhu said bluntly: "Yes, I can't die for the sake of the eucalyptus." ”

Zhang Dai frowned and smiled slightly.

He admired this Zheng girl's habit of talking, without so much vanity and flattery, and even less submissiveness.

Zhang Dai immediately called Agui, clinging to the edge of the crowd, and followed Master Yang's servants not far away.

Zhang Yanke turned around and said to Zheng Haizhu with a straight face: "I said Miss Zheng, can you give me some face in the future?" ”

Zheng Haizhu squatted and was blessed: "Confess to the third son, the two sons can afford the little woman, and the little woman thinks about how not to do bad things and can do things." Isn't it easy for the son to be coaxed and praised, just go to the Goulan wine shop and spend money. Isn't that the third son? ”

Zhang Yanke choked again, and finally "coughed" in convincing, pursed his lips, and said softly: "Miss Zheng will lead the way." ”

……

The back gate of the Nine Lotus Nunnery, like many courtyards in the Jiangnan Water Town, faces the river, and there is a wide stone bridge corridor in between, which is built on the side of the pond embankment where water and soil blend, which is not only a trail for pedestrians on land, but also can moor boats.

The popularity of the nuns' murder attracted people to the county government. Since no reason has been found today, those with evil intentions began to patrol for new clues, and the lively people soon returned to their days.

After all, in this world, most people will starve to death if their hands and feet stop.

Therefore, when Zheng Haizhu and Zhang Yanke groped over, there was silence near the nunnery.

On a mud wall outside the wooden fence, the small shadows of coxagulus leaves were reflected, and the sun cat on the stone slab stared indifferently at them.

Zhang Yanke followed behind Zheng Haizhu and frowned: "Miss Zheng, fortunately, my son is broad-minded and good-tempered, and after listening to your words, he put on this body." If you are still wearing a robe, it is really difficult to move forward in such a pickled place. ”

Zheng Haizhu just found a lane clothes shop and got a set of dark-colored homespun clothes and pants for Zhang Yanke to change into, so as not to make him look out for his gorgeous Hangjin.

Looking back at Zhang Yanke at this moment, there was muddy water on the trouser tube, and he said quietly: "We have to thank these muddy." ”

She said so, ran a few steps, jumped over the ditch, and landed on the dilapidated wooden door of the Nine Lotus Nunnery.

"Third son, jump off when you come over, don't face the center of the door, and don't move after you land." Zheng Haizhu reminded.

Zhang Yanke complied.

After he also stood firm, Zheng Haizhu squatted down and stared at the ground in front of him: "Third Prince, according to the story of them pressing on Sister He's head now, Sister He killed Master Yang in the Zen room, and then threw it down from the ditch at the back door of the nunnery and rushed to the lower reaches of the river. Before he had time to wash the blood stains in the meditation room, the leaf carpenter found the fierce eucalyptus in order to secretly take the chisel to work in other counties. Then there must be footprints, dragging, and blood on the mud here, right? Even if the tolerances and noon work have already been checked, we will check it carefully. ”

Zhang Yanke listened attentively at the moment, and there was no usual hippie smile on his face.

After Zheng Haizhu finished speaking, his gaze began from the front and back of his feet, and searched carefully.

Fortunately, in the late autumn in Jiangnan, which was originally rainy, the weather was sunny these days.

There were many footprints on the muddy ground, which were patiently found by the two.

Zheng Haizhu looked at it carefully, the tip of his nose was almost on the ground, and after a while, he said to Zhang Yanke: "Look at these footprints, they are much smaller than the mud pit you stepped on, and they are similar to mine." I am Tianzu, and your sister He is also Tianzu......"

Zhang Yanke thought that she still thought that Sister He was suspicious, so she interrupted her and said: "There are not only two of you in the world who don't bind your feet, and the murderer can be a woman or a half-grown child." ”

Zheng Haizhu looked at those footprints, shook his head and said: "No, these footprints are small at first glance, maybe they think they are Sister He's." But it's actually for adult men. You see, this loop of the sole is much deeper than the toe, and there are marks on both sides of the upper. This is the case when a person wears shoes of much smaller size. ”

Zhang Yanke imagined it for a moment, squinted his eyes and said, "You mean, the murderer deliberately wore women's shoes?" ”

Zheng Haizhu carefully moved a few steps, squatted in front of a small piece of grass, and said word by word: "Not only that, but the murderer also deliberately wore men's shoes." ”

Zhang Yanke also moved his butt as if he was a duck, and asked humbly: "How do you say this?" ”

Zheng Haizhu pointed to a piece of dirt and said: "Look at this shoe print, it is very big, round toe, and the traces on the sole are very strong, this should be the satin shoes worn by your rich masters and young masters, because we ordinary people or subordinates, before the northwest wind blew this season, we still wear brown linen shoes or straw shoes, and the traces printed in the mud are like fishing nets." But if you look at it again, are these pits weird? ”

Zhang Yanke leaned over and wondered: "This is, the mark of a person's bare feet?" ”

Zheng Haizhu nodded: "Yes, it is covered by the grass of the ditch, why do you think there are barefoot marks here?" ”

Zhang Yanke pondered for a while, and suddenly realized: "Before the murderer left Master Yang's body, he took off the shoes on his feet and put them back, so he was barefoot?" ”

Zheng Haizhu listened to Zhang Yanke's analysis, his eyes were still staring at the scene in front of him, and his eyes flashed.

"Third son, there were at least two people here at that time. The first one is wearing women's shoes, the second is a barefoot old man wearing Mr. Yang's shoes, because their footprints are very different, and the second is a figure in the foot, and the tip of the right foot is very left. It is impossible for Master Yang to have shoes without wearing and playing barefoot, so if the barefoot prints are the same as the shoe prints, then this person must not be Master Yang, but most likely as the third prince deduced. ”

When Zhang Yanke heard the last sentence, he was very useful, as if the cat had been stroked, and suddenly reacted to a detail, and said to Zheng Haizhu: "Miss Zheng, that carpenter Ye said that he also climbed into the meditation room from the back fence yesterday. ”

Zheng Haizhu said "um" and said: "Yes, I found it, here, most of them are these straw shoe prints, and he went to the hall today, and he wore straw sandals." ”

Zhang Yanke sincerely admired: "The girl's eyesight is really good. ”

"We are used to needlework."

Zhang Yanke commented after taking a closer look: "It's not the inner eight characters. ”

Zheng Haizhu said calmly: "I have just seen him walk, and it is indeed not." However, Master Yang's domestic servant happened to have a strong inward deviation in his right foot. ”

Zhang Yanke was shocked, and instantly remembered the story of the evil servant who had seen in many drama books and murdered his master, and admired the thoughtfulness of the Zheng girl in front of him.

But seeing that Zheng Haizhu did not have the pride to prove his conjecture, but began to carefully pull the weeds again, and then half stood up, and searched the courtyard wall and fence gate.

After patrolling back and forth several times, Fang accosted Zhang Yanke: "There are indeed some blood stains, but they are more strange than shoe prints and footprints, and there is not even an ant around the blood stains." ”

After that, Zheng Haizhu took off the burden on his body, shook out the brocade robe that Zhang Yanke wore in the morning, and spread it out on the ground.

"Third son, I have to take away this and bloody soil."