Yeats had just washed up and got into the bed, and the knock on the door woke up the Ye family, and Yang Fuquan opened the door and looked: "Brother Teng? ”

Teng Chong rode all the way over, and there was a chill on his body: "The killing of the Hubu squire alarmed the saint, and ordered Dali Temple to investigate the case thoroughly, and quickly called Junior Brother Ye."

Yang Fuquan hurriedly called Yeats.

Hubu Shilang is a four-rank court official, in charge of the land, the people, the government of the money valley, the difference between tribute, and the proper position and power, Jing was killed on the eve of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Yeats hurriedly got out of the bed, quickly wiped his face, and rode to the scene of the crime with Teng Chong and others.

It was cold in winter, and when Yeats and the others arrived, the blood from the dead had clotted.

Yan Yanzuo was wearing gloves and was performing an autopsy: "A knife in the heart is a fatal injury, and he died of excessive blood loss,"

Yeats holding a magnifying glass: "There are no fingerprints on the handle, it has been tried by human scrubs." Another murderer with anti-reconnaissance capabilities.

Yan Yan used his hand to compare the depth and slope of the stab, "the strength of the murderer is not large......

Yeats pointed to the blood on the ground and said, "When the knife pierces it, the speed is not very fast, so there is not much blood on the ground, and there is a gradual process of heart rupture that causes the blood to drip into the ground in the form of a flow." ”

"Perhaps......," Yan said, looking at Yeats, "it's a woman." ”

"Possibly." Yeats agreed with his speculation, and she squatted on the ground to look for the footprints of the deceased, and the footprints on the floor were messy and difficult to prove.

Yan Yanzuo opened the deceased's mouth and sniffed, "I drank a lot of wine, and I guess I was stabbed in the front when I was drunk and unconscious." ”

Yeats examined the deceased's fingers and arms: "There is hardly any trace of resistance, Lord Yan, extract the residue from his mouth, and check whether there is any sweat medicine." ”

"Okay."

Yeats got up and asked, "Which set of cutlery was used by Shum Shilang?" ”

Xiao Er is so frightened that he hasn't come back to his senses yet, Lord Squire, that's a big official who can meet the Son of Heaven, he actually died in the private room he served, he has a life to pay!

The young man was frightened, and hurriedly led Yeats to the leftover table, pointed to a set of utensils at the main seat and said tremblingly: "This ...... This ......"

Yeats hurriedly squatted down and carefully examined it with a magnifying glass, there were several fingerprints, but these fingerprints were facing outward, which was the direction of the deceased's hand when he was drinking, and it was most likely left by the deceased.

But she didn't let it go, and asked Yang Fuquan to bring a fine cotton gauze bag and take away all the tableware used by Cen Shilang as evidence.

"Teng Catcher ......"

Teng Zhutou was interrogating the relevant personnel of the restaurant at the door, as well as the guests who did not leave the surrounding private rooms, when he heard Yeats calling and asked Zhang Jin to pick up the work, he went to Yeats, "Little Brother Ye-"

"Have all the guests in the private room been called back tonight?"

"Lu Sicheng has already sent someone to call."

Yeats nodded, "There are all the singers and geisha who are entertaining, and they are all brought to Dali Temple for questioning." ”

"Yes." Teng Chong went to get busy.

Yeats looked at the layout of the private room, "Who is the person in charge of the restaurant?" ”

In normal times, the shopkeeper of Guangjulou, who can count in the capital, puts a small official like Yeats in his eyes, but today the household servant died in his restaurant, and even the emperor knew about it, and he had no shelf.

The shopkeeper took a step forward sweaty, "The small one is in ...... The small ones are in ...... What do you want to ask, adult? ”

"Is there a door over here?" Yeats walked over to the carved lattice next to the corpse, it looked like a screen and a secret door, and Yeats reached out to push it, but did not push it.

The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and pushed it twice, and the door opened, it was a secret door, "This is the place where tea and wine are placed in the private room." ”

Yeats walked in, it was a dark room for miscellaneous things, except for the secret door, it was not connected anywhere, but it was no problem to hide one or two people.

The shopkeeper explained: "After the guests charter this room, they will book the wine, and our restaurant will put the wine, tea, and some spare tableware here before the guests come, so that they can supply the needs of the guests in time after the banquet." ”

Yeats asked, "Tonight, is Lord Shum the one who treats or the one who is invited?" ”

"It's a guest."

"Who's the treat?"

"Lord Hui, it's his colleague Tobu Right Squire-Lord Ding."

The household department is generally equipped with a person who is still a book, and there are three products; The two waiters, said to be the left and right waiters, in ancient times, thought that the left was respected, and the official position was slightly higher on the left, the left waiter was the fourth grade, and the right waiter was the fourth grade.

"Why are you treated?"

The shopkeeper said, "I don't know about this little one." ”

Yeats looked at him in disbelief.

"The small one is just a shopkeeper, so he can know what happens between the big guys."

Yeats chuckled, not believing his words, but she didn't ask, but said, "Give me a list of all the guests in this and the private rooms around me." ”

The shopkeeper was very embarrassed and said: "In the restaurant, only the name of the host is registered, and as for who he invites, I only know the quantity, not the name." ”

Yeats looked serious, "Then let the people who invite guests report all the names, and you let all the people who receive and serve in the restaurant correspond one by one, if there is one wrong, do you know which way the door of Dali Temple opens?" ”

The shopkeeper was not frightened by Yeats, after all, the owner who can open one of the best restaurants in the capital is either rich or expensive, he gave up, "Adult, the small one must cooperate with Dali Temple, but the small one is not scared of the big one, and the small one is ......."

Before the shopkeeper's words could be released, Pei Jingning arrived.

Yeats stepped forward and saluted, "My lord—"

Pei Jingning had just come out of the palace.

"How?" He asked.

Yeats said: "No useful evidence has been found at the moment. ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly came over and saluted, "The little one has seen Pei Shaoqing." ”

Pei Jingning looked cold: "What did you want to say just now?" ”

"I didn't ...... Not...... The little ......" shopkeeper was frightened and knelt down directly.

Yeats glanced at the shopkeeper disdainfully and approached Pei Jingning.

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yeats asked in a low voice, "Who is the owner of this restaurant?" ”

"Something to do with the case?" Pei Jingning looked at the distance between the two of them, and remained silent.

Yeats replied, "Of course, everything must be understood in the investigation of the case. ”

Pei Jingning nodded, "It is the property of Zhao Qi'an, the king of Nanping County." ”

"Oh." Yeats nodded in understanding.

The word fluttering lightly surprised Pei Jingning.

The relationship between Pei Jingning and Zhao Qi'an, the king of Nanping County, as a commentator of Dali Temple, if Yeats didn't know, then she would go there as soon as possible.

Even the emperor knew that this night was destined to be sleepless.

After a while, Lord Ding, the right waiter of the household department, arrived, and in the winter, he wiped his sweat in front of Pei Jingning, "Ding has seen Pei Shaoqing." ”

Pei Jingning asked coldly: "Lord Ding, you left before the guests left, what kind of hospitality are you?" ”

Lord Ding, a fat man in his forties, was shocked when he heard Pei Jingning's words, and immediately shouted: "Pei Shaoqing, Ding can swear to the sky, I must have sent Lord Cen to the door to watch him get into the carriage before leaving." ”

Yeats and the others were shocked.