"Lang Jun, be careful underground, Wang Shang is inside."

Sun Mao reminded Cui Yuanzao to avoid the debris on the ground and invited him in.

Cui Yuanzao looked up, the drizzle was drizzling, and occasionally fell on his face, this was not even a room, and an umbrella was covered above his head.

Cui Yuanzao looked back sideways, it was Lan Yin, who was dressed in red, and suddenly jumped out in this dim sad field.

"Where have you been?" Cui Yuanzao asked.

"Walk around the road."

Cui Yuanzao obviously felt that Lan Yin's tone was gloomy, and said in a low voice: "You can't control it." ”

"Hmm." Lan Yin snorted.

"The fighting on the front line is fierce, and there will only be more and more sick beggars here, and if the fighting is stopped, it will be better." Cui Yuanzao hesitated for a long time, and finally comforted.

Although Cui Yuanzao knew that these were just false words, it might be a comfort for the naïve Lan Yin.

"Let's go in and have a look."

"Hmm."

It's not so much a room as a passage between two rooms, and the eaves of the roof happen to be staggered together, so that there is a space to live.

The rain fell through the cracks, wetting the ground, which was already wet and muddy, even though it was covered with thatch.

Cui Yuanzao frowned, all traces of this have been destroyed.

Entering the tent, he made a brief inspection.

"Cui Pingshi, look." Sun Mao handed over a cloth bag, "Found it from Wang Shang's chest." ”

Cui Yuanzao opened the cloth bag, it was a concave and convex mirror, and there was another letter.

"What was written?" Lan Yin stood on tiptoe and looked at Cui Yuanzao's hand.

Cui Yuanzao handed the hemp paper to Lan Yin, and Lan Yin read it, and it turned out to be a self-confessed guilty letter.

"The contemptible surname is Wang, the name is Shang, a native of Yangzhou Mansion in Huainan Province, he once studied painting under Mr. Huangpu, but Mr. He was killed by the traitor Lu Qian, and the grievances are difficult to show up. In order to make a living, a certain traveled to various places, in Chang'an years ago, to get the post of repairing murals in Zhao Jinggong Temple, but Lu Qian villain made trouble, from which to make a stalk, a loss of livelihood, resentment in his heart, so he used the moonlight to create a false image, intimidating Lu Qian, however, never thought that Lu Qian villain was a thief with a weak heart, so scared to death. Now a life is worth a life, and it is to pay him restitution. Wang Shang is unique. ”

"So suicide?" Lane Road.

Cui Yuanzao was noncommittal and did not respond.

"Cui Commentary, it's been tested." After a while, Sun Mao came over with his work.

"Well, tell me, how did you die?" Cui Yuanzao picked up the autopsy sheet and looked at it.

"The deceased had no external injuries and should have died of poisoning." He made a respectful gesture.

"Have you examined the stomach of the deceased?" Cui Yuanzao flipped through the autopsy single-way.

Sweating on his head, he leaned back and said: "The deceased's lips were black, and he pierced his neck with a silver needle, and the silver needle turned black, which is an obvious symptom of poisoning." ”

Cui Yuanzao closed the autopsy sheet and said lightly: "If the deceased dies first, and the murderer is poisoned later, wouldn't the autopsy result be the same as now?" Go, test the poisoning of the stomach. ”

"Yes." He retreated in a panic.

"How do you know that Wang Shang died first and then was poisoned?" Lan Yin said curiously.

"I don't know. I just hate doing things perfunctorily, and since I do it, I have to do it well. ”

Lan Yin felt that Cui Yuanzao's expression couldn't say why, and she always felt a little gloomy.

I don't know why, Lan Yin wanted to break this sense of depression, and deliberately changed the topic, "Do you think Wang Shang committed suicide?" ”

Cui Yuanzao shook his head, "There are still a lot of questions. ”

"What's the problem?"

"First, timing. Wang Shang died at a good time. Second, it is this indictment, written on hemp paper. Wang Shang is so poor, where did he get his pen, ink, paper and inkstone? Did you see it at the scene? Thirdly, it is this concave-convex mirror. Originally, Wang Shang died, and the concave-convex mirror was still there, which just shows that Wang Shang did not die at the hands of others, because if he knew the value of the concave-convex mirror, the murderer would definitely take it. But precisely because this concave and convex mirror is still there, I have to do what he thinks. Wang Shang was so poor, if he knew the value of the concave and convex mirror, he must have sold it classically, so it can prove that Wang Shang either did not know the value of this thing, or did not dare to dispose of it at will. Therefore, I still suspect that someone has set up a suspicious scene to create a suicide scene. ”

"So complicated?" Lan Yin tried hard to digest Cui Yuanzao's words, but she only felt that why did these murderers make it so complicated and lose so much money, so hire an assassin, wouldn't it be okay to do it all in one go?

Cui Yuanzao beckoned, and Sun Mao trotted over, "Cui Pingshi, what's the matter?" ”

"Give this self-confessed letter to Master Wuxin and ask him to identify his handwriting."

"Okay." Sun Mao took the hemp paper and ran out of the sad field quickly.

Following Sun Mao's direction, Lan Yin saw that at the end of this corridor, there were several ragged children, barefoot, probing their brains there.

Lan Yin waved her hand and motioned for them to go, fearing that they would affect the verdict of the case.

Unexpectedly, these children not only did not leave, but ran over.

Lan Yin was startled, and hurriedly said to Cui Yuanzao, "I just gave them food, and I'll send them away now." ”

Cui Yuanzao rarely had a smile in his eyes, and said, "I asked them to come over." ”

"Do you know the people who live in it?" Cui Yuanzao asked the children.

"I know, Master Wang."

"Has he always lived here?"

"I used to live there, but then I didn't live anymore, and then I came again." The children gossiped.

"Does he have any friends?"

"He's so poor, what friends does he have!"

"Did anyone come to him? If you think about it, the child who comes up with it will have cakes to eat. Cui Yuanzao stretched out his hand to Lan Yin.

Lan Yin glared at him, and finally reluctantly took out a few pieces of snacks from the small cloth bag on his waist.

Didn't this abominable man, who had stolen some pastries from the snack cabinet in his carriage and wanted to go back?

The children looked at each other left and right, and they all shook their heads, and one of the older children said, "Who can come to him, but the novices in the temple." ”

"If you think about it again, is there anyone in particular? Or is it a novice who often looks for him? Cui Yuanzao induced.

"It's really not, everyone hates him, and he says all day long that he is different from us, and sooner or later he will be developed, and he is not coming back in disgrace." The older kid sarcastically.

Seeing that the children couldn't ask why they were here, Cui Yuanzao gave them the fruit and let them disperse.

Lan Yin shook his head and said, "Nothing." ”

Cui Yuanzao looked at her gloating appearance, and for some reason she was quite happy, it was better than her cold and indifferent appearance two days ago, "It's not that nothing has been found, at least I know that no one has ever looked for Wang Shang except for Shami." ”

"Hmph." Lan Yin smiled secretly in her heart, it wasn't that she had gained nothing.

"Lang Jun, Lang Jun......" Suddenly, a child turned around.

"What's wrong?" Lan Yin squatted down, looked at the little boy with a drooping nose, took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him.

"Can I ask for another fruit? My brother is at home and hasn't eaten yet. I have a message to change. The boy said urgently, as if to appear less unproductive.

"What's the news?"

"Last night, my brother was not feeling well, I was a little scared, I came out very early, I wanted to see if there was a novice to administer medicine, it was not dawn at that time, there was no one on the road, I saw a monk coming out of Wang Shang. I wanted to ask him if he had any medicine, but when I saw how he looked, I was a little scared, so I didn't dare to go up. Later, Wang Shang died. The boy cowered to the side, expecting Ai Ai to speak.

Cui Yuanzao frowned and motioned to Lingcong, who understood and brought a few face pictures.

"Do you see this mage?" Cui Yuanzao pointed to the portrait of the Heartless Zen Master and said.

"No, this is Wuxin Zen Master, I know, he often comes to administer medicine."

Cui Yuanzao took out the face of the abbot again, and the little boy shook his head, "No, it's younger than him, and it's about the same age as the Wuxin Zen Master." ”

"Can you tell me what he looks like? I'll draw it. "Cui Yuanzao is also good at Danqing.

The little boy shook his head, "I can't tell, it was still dark, and I always thought he was so scary that I didn't dare to approach him!" ”

The boy couldn't tell, Cui Yuanzao reluctantly put down the brush and dived into contemplation, but the boy was still standing there, not moving.

Lan Yin glanced at Cui Yuanzao, she could only admit that she was unlucky, and pulled out a few more fruits from the cloth bag, you know, this was originally her morning food.

The boy took the fruit and jumped away with joy, the sound finally woke up Cui Yuanzao, he looked at Lan Yin who was licking the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help laughing, this lady probably didn't need to eat in order to come to see the scene.

"Cui Pingshi, please come here." He shouted from inside the tent.

Cui Yuanzao stepped in, suddenly remembered something, fixed there, turned to Lan Yin and said, "Stand outside, don't come in." ”

Lan Yin was taken aback, stunned in place, pulled aside by Lingcong, hated her so much that she kicked the thatch on the ground, and cursed secretly, Cui villain, cross the river and demolish the bridge, and don't let her participate.

"Lady Yang, eat a little." Ling Cong handed over a Hu cake, "Don't blame Lang Jun, Lang Jun is also good for you, when you go in, you can't eat the morning food." ”

Lan Yin glanced at Ling Cong, took the Hu cake, and took a hard bite, where did Cui villain have such kindness?

Cui Yuanzao saw the dissected belly in the tent, and the undigested Hu cake in it, couldn't help but turn over the river and sea in his stomach, and silently pressed it back, thinking that it was good that Lan Yin was not allowed to come in.

"Cui Pingshi, please see, this cake is poisonous."

"Can you tell the time of death?"

"Judging from the degree of digestion of Hu Cake, it should be last night's time to arrive."

Cui Yuanzao remembered what the kid said just now, and according to the time calculation, if the scene is arranged again, it should be the time when the kid sees the monk.

"Lang Jun," Ling Cong suddenly rushed in and said, "Yang Niangzi said that she was going to find that child and find out the specific situation." ”

"Already gone?" Cui Yuanzao frowned.

"I didn't stop it." Ling Cong lowered his head in shame, but Yang Niangzi's speed, he couldn't stop it.

"Let's go, let's take a look." Cui Yuanzao didn't blame Lingcong, he just walked forward quickly.

But before they could walk out of the aisle, the kid suddenly ran over and said to Cui Yuanzao: "That sister asked me to tell you just now that she has something to do, just go and go back." ”

Cui Yuanzao pursed his lips and looked at the drizzly and misty Sad Tianfang silently, and suddenly turned around and walked into the tent.

For some reason, Ling Cong looked at his Lang Jun's back in this dim corridor, and always felt extremely lonely, so he hurriedly followed.