The shopkeeper knelt on the ground and looked at the people in Dali Temple, and the sweat on his nervous forehead dripped out.

Yeats quietly withdrew his gaze and looked at the bedding, pillows and other objects that had been miserably suffered on the bed, on which some hair and other objects had fallen, but unfortunately there was no relevant testing equipment here, and it was useless to collect these things.

Feng Xiao's concubine covered her to death without borrowing pillows and other things, indicating that this person is either powerful or a practicing family.

In April, the weather was already very warm, and the mattress on the bed was very thin, and people could not print deep indentations on it, but as long as there were them, Yeats was overjoyed to see the subtle indentations on the bed, and hurriedly measured from the head of the bed to the end of the bed.

"Vertically, the concubine is about eight feet tall (equivalent to one meter eight in modern times), and the horizontal measurement of the shoulders is broad but not strong."

A man of height but a well-proportioned figure, from this point of view, the concubine was very young, in his early twenties.

Teng Chong, Zhang Jin and others got the speculation of the murderer by Yan Daren's corpse and Yeats, and immediately began to investigate and find the murderer.

Ye and Yan lined up the scene again, and after everything was recorded, they let the Dali Temple handyman carry the deceased away and seal off the room, and this room could not be unsealed until the case was closed.

Yeats did not leave immediately, but asked the shopkeeper to take him around the shop, read the account books on their counters, and went to the backyard warehouse, and did not leave until they were all checked.

The shopkeeper stood at the door until the people of Dali Temple disappeared from sight, and then regained his calm and shrewd face, turned around, waved his hand, and the shop immediately closed the door.

When Yeats was on duty, Teng Chong and Zhang Jin had not come back from the investigation outside, so she took Yang Fuquan to the duty.

Qin Dachuan followed, "Ye Pingshi, do you need me to go tomorrow to inquire about the news?" ”

Most of the news in the case that cannot be investigated head-on is Qin Dachuan according to Yeats's investigation direction, and a small part of the tricky and difficult to check comes from Pei Jingning.

Light and shade, all the characters of Yeats's small group that can be involved in a case can be found, in addition to Yeats's rich criminal investigation experience, it also comes from everyone's full cooperation.

No one is a fairy, and Yeats is no exception.

Yeats thought for a while, "Then Uncle Qin will go tomorrow to inquire about this year's grain market, as well as Feng Xiao's husband's family, and ......" She thought about it again, "Inquire about Xiao Ji's opponent, and ask where the Xiao family's grain has been purchased and sold in the past few years." ”

"Okay."

On the second day, the Ye small group handled the case in the official room and shared all the information from yesterday's investigation.

Teng Chong said first, "According to the people in Xiao Ji's shop, Feng Xiao's is a water-based flower-raising person, and he often flirts with the shopkeeper in the shop, and when he sees the handsome guy, he will lure him to the bed, and the reputation is very bad." ”

Zhang Jin continued, "I checked a few men who had an affair with him, one is that they don't have the eight-foot body that Ye Pingshi said, most of them are about seven feet, and they all have someone to prove that they are not at the scene of the crime the night before, and second, these guys said that although Xiao is romantic, they look down on them, and they are coaxed to sell coolies, which will make them climb into bed." ”

These guys are thinking, but they are the sisters of the owner, and that is what these guys can climb.

When Yeats heard this, his eyebrows moved, "Teng Zhutou, today's task is to start with Feng Xiao's personal maid and mother-in-law, pry open their mouths, and see who the man was the night before yesterday?" ”

Zhang Jin looked at Yeats, "What about me?" ”

"Go and check on Xiao Dong's house and his wife."

"Okay."

Zhao Bai smiled and asked, "What about me?" ”

Yeats smiled, "Of course, there are tasks. ”

"Oh, what?"

Yeats said, "Do you have a grain store?" ”

He nodded, "Yes." ”

"Let's go to your food store today."

Zhao Bai raised his eyebrows, "This case is not just a murder by a concubine?" ”

Yeats smiled.

This means that it is tacit.

Zhao Bai smiled and went out with her. When I walked to the door, I happened to meet Lord Shaoqing, who was on the highest value.

The two of them stepped forward and saluted, "Your Excellency." ”

Pei Jingning got out of the carriage and stood with his hands in his hands, with long eyebrows and cold eyes.

Yeats said: "My lord, there is a murder case in Xiao Ji Grain Store in the city, and I will go out to investigate the case." ”

Zhao Bai stood beside Yeats, dressed in the official uniform of Dali Temple, with straight shoulders and straight back, under the morning sun, elegant and handsome, upright and gentlemanly, and a son.

Pei Jingning secretly hooked the corners of his mouth, looked away quietly, and asked gently, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go to Lord Zhao's grain store."

"Lord Zhao's people from the grain store are related to the case?" Pei Jingning's eyebrows moved, and he was almost ......

Yeats hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt, "Don't get me wrong, my lord, it's because there are some things in the grain store that I don't quite understand, and I want to go to Lord Zhao's grain store to learn from it." ”

Pei Jingning's eyes sank when he looked at Zhao Bai.

Zhao Bai smiled indifferently.

When the eyes collided, the flames flew everywhere.

Yeats was unaware of it, and said again, "My lord, then my subordinate will retire first." ”

"Wait." Pei Jingning said, "The people live on food, and when it comes to food, it is a big deal, and I will go with you." ”

Yeats:......

Zhao Bai: ......

In order to facilitate the inquire, Qin Dachuan generally does not wear the official uniform of Dali Temple, and walks through the streets and alleys in gray and old clothes, and those informants who make a living from gossip will quietly gather to his side, copy their hands, and ask in a low voice while looking at the scenery on the street, "Master Qin, what news do you want to inquire about?" ”

"Do you know about Xiao Ji Grain's case?"

"I heard." The sloppy guy asked, "Do you want to ask who is the concubine who killed Feng Xiao?" ”

Qin Dachuan turned his head to look at the sloppy guy in surprise, "How much silver do you want?" ”

"It's a little tight on hand."

"It depends on how much your message is worth?"

The sloppy guy said proudly, "It's definitely worth it." ”

Qin Dachuan asked in disbelief, "The last few times you didn't have money to eat, you didn't get any reliable news after taking my money." ”

"Absolutely reliable this time!"

Qin Dachuan looked at him with a confident look, and was half-convinced, "Who is that concubine?" ”

The sloppy guy whispered in his ear, and after speaking, he smiled, "Surprised!" ”

Qin Dachuan frowned, Yeats asked him to inquire about the grain market, as well as where Feng Xiao's husband's family and Xiao's family's grain came from and where they were sold.

"Qin Ye, how is it? Is it worth a tael? ”

Qin Dachuan came back to his senses, looked at him, and took out half a tael of silver from his purse, "I'll go back to find Master Ye first, and when the news is confirmed, I'll give the remaining half tael." ”

"Okay." The sloppy guy ran away happily, ran a few steps, and then ran back, "Master Qin, what else do you want to inquire?" ”

Qin Dachuan glanced at the excited sloppy guy and shook his head, "Not for the time being." ”

Qin Dachuan has always been mixed in the lower ninth stream, if it were a sloppy guy like a sloppy guy who had to pay one or two for each news, then he would have gone bankrupt a long time ago, many times, it was news for news, or dozens of texts, a hundred and ten texts, and there were very few people who started with two like this. (End of chapter)