However, this alone does not mean that he is the murderer, and there must be conclusive evidence that makes it impossible for him to quibble.

"If there were fingerprints, he would not be able to deny them, but no fingerprints like the murderer's were found at the scene." Kong Jie said.

"Fingerprint?...... That's true. Wu Changhao nodded affirmatively, he suddenly remembered, by the way, there are fingerprints, and the half of the silk scarf that Bai Lang took has the murderer's bloody fingerprints.

"Huh? Where ?......"

"It's ......," Wu Changhao said halfway through, suddenly silent.

Could it be that it is in the strange thief Bailang? This must not be said, if you say it, you will definitely be suspected of having an affair with Shiraro. But the other half of the silk scarf must have the fingerprints of the murderer, which must prove that Jiang Jinsheng is a murderer. The perjury of his alibi, then, is not established.

"Can you find the other half of the silk scarf?"

"No matter what, find out the half of the silk scarf. However, in order to be sure, it is necessary to take this half and compare the texture, color and cut of the silk scarf edge. ”

"Okay, then you can take this half of the silk scarf and verify it!" Kong Jie handed it to the old detective.

Bai Lang once said that if he found a silk scarf, he would go to him at 10 o'clock in the morning on December 28, and at the same time, he told me to take the other half with him. But why did he say that? This boy must have a trick in his heart, and there must be some conspiracy. However, I'm not a nerd either.

"Isn't tomorrow the 28th? That's great! ”

At night, Wu Changhao stayed in the bedroom, looking over and over for the half of the silk scarf, but there was nothing suspicious, it was exactly the same as the half of the scarf that Bai Lang was holding, and even the beads on the side were exactly the same.

If, I must say what is the difference between the two, that is, there is no blood stained on this half of the silk scarf, but there must be a reason, Bai Lang seems to want to get the other half, even if he looks at it, he is satisfied, this kid is scheming, I don't know what the hell he is doing, then I will pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and design to get that half of the silk scarf.

So, Wu Changhao took advantage of the night to come to the ancient mansion and search to see if there were other places to enter and exit besides the gate. Then he returned to his lodgings and lay on his bed and planned various countermeasures.

Early the next morning, Wu Changhao selected a few shrewd subordinates and went to the ancient mansion together.

"Remember, there is only one main entrance to that house, and there is nowhere else to do it, and if the boy wants to escape, he must slip out of the main entrance. I'll go in alone, and you'll be in ambush in the teahouse in front of the main entrance. If you see me poking my head out of the window on the fourth floor to signal to you, rush in, and if I don't come out after an hour, then you have been poisoned by that kid, and you rush in at once, and arrest whoever is inside. ”

Wu Changhao deliberately didn't tell his subordinates that the other party was Bai Lang. Because he was afraid that when his subordinates knew that their opponent was Bai Lang, who was not the head of the dragon, they would be afraid and affect their fighting spirit.

He left his men in the teahouse and entered alone through the main entrance, where there was silence in the wide courtyard. He checked that the bullet in his gun was loaded, and then put it in his right pocket so that he could draw it in his own defense.

Wu Changhao listened attentively, and there was no sound all around. He gently pushed open the door to the main hall, and there was no movement in the main hall. The doors and windows were tightly closed, and the room was dark, so the atmosphere was breathless, and there was a murderous motive.

He clenched the gun in his hand, plucked up his courage, and resolutely walked up the stairs. The fourth floor is the same as it was a month ago, the door is still open, and the lock is still broken. It looks like no one has lived in this house since the last time. There were four rooms on the fourth floor, and the window of the room facing the teahouse was open, the same as it had been a month ago, but there was no one to be seen. So, he went to the next room to take a look, but it was also empty, and there was not even a ghost.

"Well, I didn't come?...... This bastard Hakuro probably knew that there was danger, so he was too scared to come. Wu Changhao muttered quietly

Suddenly, a voice came from behind: "Nonsense." ”

Wu Changhao hurriedly turned around and saw a painter in overalls ghostly appear at the door.

"Wow!" Wu Changhao shouted.

"Haha! Scared you, didn't you? Mr. Inspector, it's me! Hakuro! I went to work early in the morning and only now came back for breakfast. "His overalls were splattered with paint, red, yellow, blue, and the smell of paint came to his nose.

"Old Detective, did you bring it?" Bai Lang sneered.

"Of course you brought it, what about you?"

"Needless to say? Look, that's it, check it!"

So, the two of them spread the two halves of the silk scarf on the table.

Wu Changhao was spreading a silk scarf while peeking at Bai Lang. Bai Lang casually put together two silk scarves, and then said to Wu Changhao:

"That's right, it's cut to the edge of the rivet. Don't you want to see the fingerprints on this half of the silk scarf? Come here, so you can see clearly. Bai Lang took him to a sunny room, and nailed half of his silk scarf to the glass window with round nails.

"Hey, through the light, you can see the bloodstains, not only the finger prints, but also the entire palm and five fingers are clearly visible, not to mention the fingerprints, this must be found out, this will be returned to you."

"Well, really! Thank you very much, I can't forget your great kindness, Shiraro. The Inspector nodded excitedly.

"You're welcome, courtesy! You see, it's the left handprint, and that's what I say he's left-handed. The murderer you caught...... Well? What's his name?"

"Jiang Jinsheng."

"Oh, that Jiang Jinsheng must be left-handed too, right? Do you want to know why I'm so well informed? Hehe, several of my subordinates are cadres in the Security Bureau, don't you know? So I know everything about the Security Bureau and the extent of the case, and the left-hander, the murderer with monocular glasses, said that he was watching a theater at the time of the crime, and there is no doubt that it was all a lie. If you prove that the ticket is a fake, then he has nothing to hide, plus this fingerprint. You take this silk scarf back and check it with his fingerprints, and the real culprit is ironclad. ”

"Thank you very much."

"Where, where, there is no need to be so polite! Although you and I are at odds with each other, but, on the other hand, we are friends with all sincerity. This time, as long as I can make you meritorious, I am grateful. Then, you can take this half of the silk scarf back! ”

Bai Lang took the silk scarf from the window and handed it to Wu Changhao.

Wu Changhao quickly put the half of the silk scarf into his pocket. "I'm missing, I'll take it."

"Wait a minute," said Hakurou easily, "I gave you my half, but yours must let me see it!" No, I don't want it, I'm just looking at it. ”