Liu Zifeng's words surprised Xiao Yichen.

He never thought that a small trader selling meat in a vegetable market would have something to do with the King of Jin.

Liu Zifeng was afraid that Xiao Yichen would not believe it, so he got up and handed him the bronze medal in his hand.

"Wang Mang's death should be a conspiracy carefully designed by the Xiao family."

Liu Zifeng looked around at the strange environment and said slowly, "Otherwise, such a strange scene is definitely not something that ordinary people can fake." ”

Xiao Yichen was silent for a while, it was inconvenient for him to say more about his identity here, so he just handed back the bronze medal to Liu Zifeng.

"If the scene is really fake, the deceased should not be Wang Mang."

Xiao Yichen turned his head to look at the corpse that exposed his upper body, "If this dried corpse was not lined up in a specific environment for more than a year, it would not have been possible to achieve the effect of drying like it is now." ”

There is indeed a desert Gobi outside the border, and it is very easy to sneak a corpse out of the city by the means of the King of Jin.

But why did you make an air-dried corpse, and why did you choose to blame the Xiao family at this time?

These are the many unanswered questions in this case.

Liu Zifeng looked at the corpse and frowned.

Xiao Yichen is right, the dried corpse is indeed the most bizarre part of this case.

Although the corpse was dry and difficult to identify, the official asked Wang Mang's wife to come to identify the corpse early in the morning, and the neighbors who knew him well also confirmed that the corpse was indeed Wang Mang himself.

At the same time, he also conducted a simple examination of the corpse, and also confirmed that the dried corpse was Wang Mang.

Wang Zhutou visited the surrounding households and obtained a preliminary confession, showing that Wang Mang had a few drinks with the old man Tang next door yesterday in the evening, until he returned home at the end of the day.

If what Old Man Tang said is true, then Wang Mang's time of death should be after the time of Xu.

In less than five hours, how did a butcher weighing as much as 200 catties turn into a dried corpse overnight?!

Recalling Xiao Yichen's words just now, Liu Zifeng suddenly had a flash of inspiration and looked at the other party eagerly.

"Little boy, do you know the inside story of this case?"

Xiao Yichen didn't directly respond to Liu Zifeng's words, he turned his head to look at Su Qingtian, who was still wandering around the room, and waited for the little girl to stop and retract his gaze before he asked softly.

"Qing Tian, what can you see?"

Su Qingtian's little hand was still behind his back, tilting his head to look at Xiao Yichen, and then pouting and reaching out to touch his little belly, his face full of grievances.

"Uncle, I'm hungry, what about the food you promised to buy for me just now?"

Xiao Yichen was stunned, but he didn't expect that in such a terrifying and weird environment, the little niece still had an appetite and never forgot to think about delicious food.

He couldn't help but laugh, and sure enough, he was still a greedy child.

Liu Zifeng on the side was also amused by Su Qingtian's words, and he replied for Xiao Yichen, "Don't trouble the little boy, I'll send someone to buy it, I don't know what this little girl likes to eat?" ”

"Mung bean cake, osmanthus cake, scallion oil flatbread."

Su Qingtian unceremoniously began to count with his fingers, and said that the smile on his face was brighter, "Yes, yes, there is also my favorite big meat bun!" ”

The soft and glutinous children's voice seemed to dissipate the original frightening atmosphere in the room, and the two adults couldn't help but smile when they listened to it.

This girl is still young, thin and weak, but her appetite is very good.

Whether it is to help the Xiao family or coax the little girl, Liu Zifeng wants to buy food for the little girl for Xiao Yichen.

He walked to the door and commanded the officials in the courtyard.

"Go to the market and buy some meat buns and sweet pastries that kids love."

Hearing that someone was going to buy food, Su Qing's eyes were crooked with a sweet smile.

Fengcheng has complicated business and trade, and various countries have brought different delicacies in addition to trade and trade, and a few pastries eaten at my grandfather's house yesterday are already delicious.

I don't know what other flavors the official will bring today, but it's really exciting.

Su Qingtian, who was in an excellent mood, no longer let Xiao Yichen wait, she said directly: "These words in the house were written by the deceased himself. ”

Liu Zifeng, who had no clue, just wanted Xiao Yichen to come and go, in addition to going through a process to block the mouths of Youyou, he also hoped that he could give himself a little inspiration to handle the case.

As for him spoiling his little niece, he didn't bother to ask about it.

I didn't expect this big and young to really start analyzing the case, and what I didn't expect was that the little girl in front of her, who was only a few years old, not only did not have the slightest fear, but also directly began to solve the case.

He teased her curiously.

"How do you see that?"

Su Qingtian walked to the nearest wall and pointed to one of the huge blood characters.

"Although these words are big and small, if you look closely at the gesture and strength, it is not difficult to find that all the words were written by one person."

After the little girl said this, Liu Zifeng immediately began to check the fonts that could be seen in the house.

When they first entered the room, everyone was startled by the sudden and terrifying sight, this room was more gloomy than the average room, and no one cared about these subtleties.

When he saw this scene, he immediately thought that someone had framed the Xiao family.

As for whether the dense Xiao characters in the room were written by one person, he didn't care much.

Soon, Liu Zifeng saw the similarities between these words.

The last stroke of each Xiao character should have been a vertical place, and there was a very small hook, which should be caused by the habit of the person who wrote the pen, and from the point of view of the fluency of the hook, it was not intentional.

Liu Zifeng paced quickly in the room, checked every wall, and found that all the Xiao characters on the wall were ticked, which must have been done by one person.

Just as Liu Zifeng was busy confirming Su Qingtian's words, she looked at the corner of the bedside wall in the dark part of the back room.

Wang Mang's spirit was squatting there, scratching at the corner of the wall with his hands.

Only then did she remember that when she used her divine soul to suppress Wang Mang just now, he automatically squatted here in addition to pointing to the porcelain pillow, and it was estimated that he had been digging the ground here for a long time, and it seemed that there must be something key in the place.

Su Qingtian walked to the corner of the wall and quickly found a loose brick in the direction of Wang Mang's planing.

"Ah, what is this?"

She let out a deliberate roar of surprise, crouched down to remove the loose brick, and removed an object wrapped in a handkerchief from within.

"Uncle, look, there seems to be something hidden in it?"

Su Qingtian's voice and movements immediately attracted Liu Zifeng and Xiao Yichen.

The two hurried over, and at this time, Su Qingtian had already taken out the object from the dark compartment and opened it, revealing a few notes inside.

She didn't look at it, and stuffed it directly into her uncle's hand.

Xiao Yichen unfolded the note, but still uneasily, he brought Su Qingtian to his side.

He always felt that there was something unclean in this room besides the corpses of dead people.

Roughly swept the content above, Xiao Yichen didn't say anything and handed it over to Liu Zifeng.

With a glance just now, Xiao Yichen immediately recognized that the handwriting on the note was King Jin's.