Yeats pondered, "Today, our people from Dali Temple came here to eat in a temporary private room, and the murderer probably didn't expect someone to accept this homicide case so soon, I don't know what he wanted to do with the murder weapon, but Dali Temple started to deal with the case so quickly, and the hot murder weapon will definitely be quickly disposed of......"

The crowd waited for her answer.

Yeats tilted his head slightly, contemplating.

Pei Jingning's gaze fell on his straight and thin shoulders.

Suddenly, Yeats said: "As the second shopkeeper waiting in the private room, it's normal to go downstairs and bring a few plates of leftovers!" ”

"Ye Pingshi means that the murder weapon was hidden in the leftovers by him and brought to the back kitchen?" Lu Si followed his train of thought and analyzed.

Yeats nodded.

"The swill buckets have all been turned over, and the sewers have been salvaged, but they haven't been found." Lu Si asked rhetorically: "Did you throw it into the well?" ”

A catcher replied: "Teng catcher has already arranged for someone to go down the well." ”

After a while, people came back and forth, "Go back to my lord, I didn't catch it." ”

Chen Siliang, who was being held aside, showed a smug gaze.

Yeats caught his gaze, "Where is it so quick and easy that it's hard to think of?" ”

Pei Jingning's eyes scanned between Yeats and the murderer.

"You don't want to find it in your life." Chen Siliang is fierce and arrogant.

The crowd looked at Master Pei one after another, waiting for him to show him.

Pei Jingning stood with his hands in his hands, indifferent and leisurely, not worried about not being able to find the murder weapon at all.

Yeats's face was inconspicuous, his brain was running at high speed, and he suddenly thought of something, and asked himself in a slow voice, "What better place to destroy evidence than the hearth?" ”

Chen Siliang's face distorted instantly, and he opened his mouth to scold, "Bi guy, did you stand outside and peek when Lao Tzu was killing, didn't you?" ”

Yeats quietly glanced at Pei Jingning, his eyes were caught, and he was full of smiles, "Big ...... Adults, small ones like to read books, especially this kind of murder and arson, I read more, so ......"

Pei Jingning seemed to be smiling.

Yeats's heart is weak.

When Teng hunted the head to find the murder weapon, Lu Sizhi was not idle, and took his subordinates to investigate the identity of the deceased, it stands to reason that the drinkers who can eat in this kind of restaurant generally have a small servant or a coachman.

"Let the two in."

Two men in their twenties in small uniforms asked tremblingly, "What happened?" ”

Lu Si asked directly: "You two ......"

"We made an appointment with the master, and we will pick it up at the end of the day." After saying that, he looked at the drinker who was arrested and was about to be circled, and looked around, as if he didn't see his host, "May I ask where are the guests on the second floor who listened to the rain?" ”

When everyone heard this, their eyes shot at them.

The two of them shrank in fright.

After a while, I heard the identities of the two deceased in the rain revealed, one was Wang Min, the son of the Wang family, a member of the household department, and Zhu Lipo, a grain merchant from Yunzhou.

Soon, Teng Zhutou found the murder weapon, "My lord-" Holding a two-finger-long pointed single-edged dagger in both hands, the fire temperature in the stove was not high after all, and the charred ash on it was wiped off, and the dagger was intact.

Pei Jingning nodded, "Lu Sizhi, hurry up and deal with the scene, and the relevant personnel will take it back to cooperate with the investigation." ”

"Yes, sir."

Chen Siliang was arrested and escorted away, Yan Qizuo and Teng Zhutou took away the bodies of the two victims, and Lu Sizhi took the civil official to explain to the restaurant and all the drinkers who witnessed the case tonight, "Before the case is concluded, you must not talk nonsense, if there are rumors that are not conducive to the case, you will be dealt with as a crime of mishandling the case in Dali Temple." ”

The crowd was frightened like quails.

It is estimated that the scene of the crime was almost cleaned up at twelve o'clock.

Yeats was like a shining star in the sky tonight, and everyone was very polite when they went back, and they wanted to take him with them, "You're welcome, I have a little donkey, everyone—"

Ye Pingshi was not arrogant because of tonight's performance, and he was still smiling as before, still humble.

Teng Chong still had to insist, but Yeats pushed him off on the grounds that he was not on the way, so she took the reins of the little donkey from the little second-hand and led him to the side of the street, and grabbed the little donkey by the neck and climbed on the donkey's back, but it lost its temper and kept moving its feet around, refusing to let Yeats climb up.

"Good man, don't be angry, do you think I want to work overtime? I also want to go home and sleep, but who makes people's lives at stake, right, you also have to know how to understand the master's difficulty, good, tomorrow you will eat soybean cakes......"

Yeats coaxed the little donkey and climbed on all fours.

Poof!

There seemed to be laughter, Yeats looked to the side, and Big Pei was standing on the side of the street at some point, and the guards around him were covering their mouths and smiling unblocked.

Yeats's action of climbing the little donkey has always been indecent, embarrassed, his little face turned red, and he hurriedly turned around and saluted, "My lord-"

In the night, the lantern at the door of the restaurant is hazy, and the man's long figure is half-visible, but he can't hide his noble and noble, standing there is a natural sense of coldness, looking at it from a distance, his expression is gentle and indifferent.

A luxurious carriage drove on the side of the street, Pei Jingning got into the carriage with his feet up, sat down firmly, and said to him, "Get in the car." ”

Yeats hurriedly gave his hand again, "Don't trouble the adults, the small ones have donkeys." ”

"Let's talk about the restaurant case."

"Adult, small...... It's all nonsense......"

"Is this really nonsense?"

"I ......" Yeats habitually touched her nose, and her small movements of weakness were quite typical.

Pei Jingning leaned back against the carriage, his long legs were half extended, and he looked relaxed and not smiling.

That look came up twice tonight.

"Then my little donkey......" she made her last struggle, this is her current valuable asset, which she has spent several taels to buy!

Bai Lang didn't say anything and didn't feel angry and came over to take the reins from Yeats's hand, "Ye Pingshi, please-" He glanced at this guy very dissatisfied, it has only been a long time, and they have all gotten into the master's carriage.

It's really evil!

Yeats had no choice but to appoint him to the carriage.

After getting in the car, Pei Jingning did ask a lot about the restaurant case, but it was all things that she had already speculated at the scene of the crime, and asked her if she had guessed these conclusions.

"Of course, it is the autopsy report made by Yan Yan and the on-site inspection of Lu Sizhi." Yeats replied seriously.

"Why did you conclude that you hired a murderer?"

"By ...... Gut feeling. "Yeats almost said about experience.

In her previous life, she not only worked on the front line for nearly ten years, but also learned a lot from her excellent predecessors and many cases at home and abroad.

In most cases, the entanglement between hatred and interests must have the emotion of hatred, tonight, the heart that was taken out was almost the same as the strength of the five stabs, there was no emotion at all, only the murderer and the deceased have no entanglement of interests will kill a person as if the task is the task, she basically determined that this is a hired murderer.

Pei Jingning has always been faint, and he can't see his emotions.

Yeats didn't care whether he believed it or not, as long as he could catch the murderer, the rest didn't matter.

What Yeats didn't expect was that the big guy actually sent him to the mouth of the alley, although he had been here last time, but it always made her feel weird.

"Thank you, Master Pei—" Yeats hurriedly jumped out of the carriage and saluted in thanks.

Pei Jingning glanced at him meaningfully, lowered the curtain, and left.

The big guy's carriage disappeared into the night, and Yeats snorted, this guy paid so much attention to her, would the matter of a woman disguising herself as a man be investigated?