In his forties, after mixing for most of his life, Qin Dachuan entered the princess's mansion for the first time.

"Little ones meet the adults."

Pei Jingning looked condescendingly at the little catcher, "What's the matter?" ”

Qin Dachuan bowed again before replying: "Both cases were solved by Yeats. ”

Pei Jingning looked at Bai Lang, he shook his head, "My subordinates didn't receive such news. ”

His pupils twitched: "What's going on?" ”

Qin Dachuan said: "The little one knows that the two cases are very important, but Yeats refuses to give them back to the adults, so the little ones are afraid to return them to the adults first." ”

"Who's the murderer?"

Qin Dachuan shook his head, "Yeats didn't say it, the little one doesn't know." ”

In the study, you can hear the pins falling for a while.

Whether it is the murder of ten pottery silversmiths or the death of a monk in Shansha Temple, it is extremely difficult to solve the two cases, and the surname Ye actually found the murderer.

In contemplation, suddenly, Pei Jingning stood up and strode out, "Prepare the carriage." ”

"Master, where are you going?"

Pei Jingning paused.

Back at home, Yeats finished comparing fingerprints and took a pen to sort out the case.

Silversmith...... Monk...... Two seemingly unrelated cases have become one case, and the victim of the latter case is actually the murderer of the previous case, why are they connected with each other?

Handkerchief, monk...... Religion...... Silversmith...... Yeats speculated on all the possibilities between them, and before he knew it, it was late at night.

Just as I was about to wash up and go to bed, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Who will it be at this time?

Yeats guessed that it was Teng Hunting, could it be that the little lady realized that something was wrong and fled? She hurriedly went out of the room to open the courtyard door.

Ye Lan and Su Liuyun also heard the knock on the door, and they came out in their clothes one after another.

Yeats smiled and said to them, "Don't worry, it's Teng Zhutou, you have to get up early tomorrow and go to bed quickly." ”

Yeats did things, and the two of them were always at ease, so they closed the door and went to sleep.

Yeats went to open the courtyard door.

Pei Jingning stood at the door, with a long figure, wearing a scarlet official uniform, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, standing with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, and his temples were like knife cuts.

"Your Excellency?" Really surprised.

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and the insects are singing and the dew is deep.

Yeats wondered, why didn't anyone say anything? In the middle of the night, she couldn't help but raise her eyes, and just wanted to ask the big guy something, she aimed at Qin Dachuan, Teng Zhutou and others behind Pei Jingning.

Oh, she understood, Master Pei was in a hurry to try the case.

Pei Jingning spoke: "The murderers of the two cases have been found?" ”

Yeats arched his hand, "Yes, sir." ”

It's true.

Bai Lang and the others were taken aback, and stared at Yeats, the saint's request to solve the case within ten days was already very urgent, but he didn't expect this guy to really solve the case in ten days.

And it's two cases.

Pei Jingning couldn't help but ask: "It was ...... who killed the ten members of the Tao family?"

"Lord Hui, he is the abbot of the Shansha Temple-Shakong."

"How can you know it's him?"

Yeats is going to present the evidence tomorrow, and since the big guy wants to see it today, of course give it to him, "My lord, please come with the little one-"

Shaoqing of Dali Temple walked into the ordinary house, and it was not a few steps from the gate of the courtyard to Yeats's bookcase.

In the evening breeze and night, the dark cloud pattern brocade robe fell on his body, outlining his thin and powerful waist, and his cold face added a bit of handsomeness and chic.

Even if the hair falls on the back of the head casually, it still looks good.

In the dim light, Yeats secretly glanced at the noble son, even if he couldn't see clearly at night, this person was still a good-looking mess.

What kind of eyes did this guy have, if he hadn't heard that the two cases had been solved in his hands, Bai Lang would have blinded him with his fist, and he couldn't hold back his breath and cough.

Seeing that the beauty was caught, Yeats smiled humbly and led the person to the desk, Yeats put on homemade gloves, took out the murder weapon kitchen knife from the cowhide bag, with fingerprints locked by toner grease on it, and put the fingerprints of the dead monk together.

"My lord, look—" In front of the oil lamp, Yeats was thin and weak, holding the evidence.

Pei Jingning's eyes fell on Yeats's face, and the smile was satisfied and flattering.

Before he frowned, Yeats raised his hand again and motioned for him to look at the evidence.

Pei Jingning bent down and lowered his head and approached the oil lamp.

There is a black clear fingerprint on the handle of the kitchen knife, and then look at the clay print on the paper on the other side.

The two approached unconsciously, and in the dim light of the night, the shadows on the wall overlapped.

If you look closely, the fingerprint lines on the kitchen knife are indeed the same as the hand prints on the paper.

"The handprint on the paper was placed on the deceased of Yizhuang, the abbot of Shakong?"

"Yes, sir." Yeats's eyes shone with confidence.

The night was deep, the oil lamp was dim, and Pei Jingning's calm eyes were full of inquiry.

It is not uncommon for fingerprints to be used as evidence for investigations, but he is just curious: "How did you come up with the idea of using graphite to make fingerprints invisible to kitchen knives?" ”

At this time, the investigation is to show fingerprints and compare them with the fingerprints of suspicious persons, if there are no fingerprints on the scene or the murder weapon, it will be difficult to trace the murderer.

"This ...... The handle of the kitchen knife is wooden, the color is white, and the ink is black, white and black, a contrast...... So you can see it. Yeats ignored the thoughtful observation of the man opposite, and secretly hoped that he would quickly let the question go.

As if sensing her careful thoughts, Pei Jingning hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, "Why would a monk on the mountain kill the silversmith in the city?" ”

This is to ask the motive for the crime, Yeats raised his eyes, "Lord Hui, Abbot Sha cultivates Tantra." ”

"Isn't it Buddhism?"

Ever since he learned that there are eight schools of Buddhism, Yeats wondered what was the difference between Buddhism. People like to travel to Tibet, where Buddhism is prevalent, and Yeats once learned that his sect was Tantra.

Tantra is different from other sects in many ways, one of which is the double cultivation often mentioned in film and television dramas, true Buddhism is used to cross people, but once it is used by evil people, the consequences are unimaginable.

"It's Buddhism." Yeats said, "It's just that it will make the disciples double cultivate." ”

Pei Shaoqing's eyes moved slightly, "Who is he cultivating with?" ”

"Lord Hui, there is Tao An's ...... Xue Qiaoniang and others ......"

Pei Shaoqing was silent, thinking about what he said.

"Shuangxiu wants to kill ten people?"

"Lord Hui, maybe it was the silversmith who found out that his wife and the monk were both angry and wanted to kill the monk, but he was killed by the monk instead; Maybe another woman used the monk to kill the Tao family, as for what enmity this woman has with the Tao family, and why she can let a presiding monk kill the ring, the small one has not been found out yet, but it is certain that the monk killed ten members of the Tao family. ”

The motive analysis is unclear, Pei Jingning is not entangled, "The other woman is Xue Qiaoniang, who was arrested and brought to justice?" ”

"Yes, sir."

Pei Jingning's eyebrows and eyes are narrow, revealing the coldness of the superior.

Yeats finished speaking, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, the shrewd Cong Rong who reasoned about the case just now quickly converged and cleaned, thin and tame like a little white rabbit who only didn't understand the sinister world in the world, but this little white rabbit who didn't understand anything pointed out the murderers of the two cases.

It sounds like there are a lot of loopholes, but Pei Jingning doesn't feel it, and his eyes are deep.

In the cell, An Lingniang looked at the woman who had just been arrested in surprise, "Are you ...... Qiao Niang? ”