The shouts came from the second floor.

Liao Haohai's heart sank, he lifted his robe, and strode towards the stairs.

Upstairs, the dancing girls, the singers, and the guests were fleeing one after another, Liao Haohai was stuck at the top of the stairs, and said in a deep voice: "Don't go, there is a homicide upstairs, you are all suspected!" Xiao Sheng Da Su, block the door of Xiao Qin Tower, don't let the murderer run away! ”

When those people heard this, they were silent, and suddenly someone shouted: "We didn't kill anyone, why are you holding us up?" Eh, I know you, you are the son of the founding man Liao Zhizhong, and I heard that the investigation is all nonsense. Everyone, run, if you don't run, the murderer upstairs will kill someone! ”

Liao Haohai glared at the man who spoke, the man covered his face with his sleeve, and talked nonsense in that way.

But his voice was familiar.

Liao Haohai said sharply: "Whoever runs away will be the most suspicious!" Dali Temple is digging three feet into the ground, and he must be found! ”

The crowd on the stairs did not dare to move again.

Liao Haohai went up against the current and tore open the sleeve that the man used to cover his face, and the man's eyes grinned: "Hehe, Liao Pingshi, I am talking nonsense." ”

What an acquaintance. It can be regarded as a cousin of Liao Haohai.

This cousin uncle is old, and he likes to look for flowers and ask willows the most, and that cousin doesn't know how many times she has made trouble, but this cousin still doesn't change.

Liao Haohai carried him upstairs: "It just so happens that I am not very familiar with this place, and my cousin will show me the way." ”

My cousin's surname is Wu, called Wu Jiashan, and when Liao Haohai said this, he became more and more depressed: "It's okay for me to show you the way, but don't tell your aunt." ”

Liao Haohai didn't have the heart to tell him what he didn't have: "That's to see Uncle Tang's performance." Where is the body? ”

"I don't know where the body is. Then we heard someone shouting for murder, and we fled. Wu Jiashan said.

Liao Haohai was speechless for a while.

But before he turned a corner, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

The door of the room next to the staircase was wide open, and a glow-colored shawl hung on the threshold, and the window outside seemed to be unclosed, and the wind blew in, and the shawl swayed slightly. There was also an overturned tea cup by the door, and the tea foam was spilled on the ground.

A man was lying face up, lying on all fours, with a bloody hole poked in the heart by a sharp weapon.

The room was in shambles, as if there had been a fierce fight.

Wu Jiashan covered his eyes and shouted: "I can't watch this, I'll have nightmares at night." ”

Liao Haohai avoided the debris on the ground, walked over cautiously, and leaned over to probe the man's breath and pulse.

The man was dead. He stood up expressionlessly and looked at the man's unfamiliar face.

"Eh, isn't this the forest supervisor?" Wu Jiashan covered one eye and couldn't help but speak.

"Uncle Cousin knows this person?"

"Lin Gao Forest Supervisor, Lin Supervisor of Honglu Temple Protocol House." Wu Jiashan couldn't help but say, "This person has had some friendship with me before, he is talented, has a dissolute temperament, has a lot of insight into this dance and music, and has also guided Xiao Qinlou Lingling'er to dance." ”

Liao Haohai raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Jiashan.

The Concierge House of Honglu Temple is in charge of the tributary settlement of foreign guests, the supply of materials, and the translation of the market.

Wu Jiashan was startled, and waved his hand again and again: "He was dismissed from his official position last year, and I haven't seen him for a long time." I swear by your cousin's life that I have never seen him tonight. ”

In fact, the name Lin Gaosen sounds a little familiar, like I've heard it somewhere.

Liao Haohai's mind was spinning rapidly, and he finally remembered that in the autumn of last year, Li Zhuang wrote a letter to impeach a petty official of Honglu Temple, accused of failing to manage the affairs below, resulting in a mistake in translation, and causing Dasheng to lose thousands of tariffs.

That petty official is Lin Gaosen. In fact, if you lose thousands of tariffs, you will not be dismissed. At most, it's just a fine. But that time, the saint was furious, and Lin Gaosen was soon dismissed.

The scene of the murder was quickly cordoned off, and Liao Haohai stood on the windowsill and looked down, and downstairs was a deep alley.

His men were carrying lanterns, carefully searching the surroundings for signs of the murderer's escape.

But it seems that nothing has been found.

Looks like there's something left undone...... Liao Haohai suddenly remembered that Luo Dalangjun's mother said that Luo Dalangjun was in Xiaoqin Tower! But just now he went to arrest Luo Dalangjun, how could Luo Dalangjun's mother, tell her son's whereabouts so happily?

He made a fatal mistake.

Or...... He was deliberately led to Xiao Qinlou by others, and saw Lin Gaosen die with his own eyes.

Xiao Qinlou's old bustard and turtle father, as well as Ling Ling'er, the dancing girl who accompanied Lin Gaosen tonight, were all called to interrogate alone.

"Lin Langjun, you have a lot of friendship with our little Qin Lou." The old bustard happily admitted, "He is talented, and he knows how to pity the little ladies, and he never owes money, who doesn't like such a gentleman?" Since Lin Langjun was dismissed, he often came to Xiaoqin Mansion to eat and drink, and he didn't have much to do, and he guided the little ladies to choreograph when he was free. The "Corolla Dance" that our Xiao Qinlou just released was written by Lin Langjun. Liao commented on the matter, and the concubine was willing to pay a hundred times and reward the murderer. ”

This old bustard behaved righteously.

Ling Ling'er was as delicate as a flower, with a slender figure, crying and crying: "Lin Langjun pities the concubine the most, the concubine is not comfortable tonight, and he can't accompany him, and he doesn't care." The concubine didn't want to go, ordered a cup of tea, and asked the personal maid Qingjin to bring it to Lin Langjun, only to open the door only to find that Lin Langjun had fallen to the ground......"

"Where is she now?"

Qingjin, the maid who served tea to Lin Gaosen, trembled all over, and walked in front of Liao Haohai accompanied by another maid.

"This glow-colored shawl, but yours?" Liao Haohai asked.

Qingjin nodded.

The little maid was obviously frightened, and spoke tremblingly: "The slave maid brought tea to Lin Langjun, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Lin Langjun lying on the ground, and the slave maid was terrified......"

"Do you see the murderer?"

"Lord, the slave maid has never seen anyone else in the room......"

Liao Haohai frowned, he heard someone shouting "Kill, kill" before, not like a woman's voice.

Qingjin also shook his head: "It's not the slave who shouted." The slaves and maids were frightened, and they still had the heart to shout. It was shouted by a Lang Jun passing by here. ”

"Do you know who he is?"

Qingjin shook his head: "He shouted twice and ran away." The slave didn't recognize him, like a new guest. ”

"If you had to identify it, would you recognize it?"

Qingjin still shook his head: "The slave maid was frightened at the time, I only remember that Langjun was wearing black boots at that time......"

Nowadays, there are not too many Lang Jun wearing black boots in Jingshi.

Liao Haohai sighed: "When I came up, I only saw your shawl, but I never saw you here." Where have you just gone? ”

The doors were wide open, the windows were open, and it was easy for the killer to escape and blend in with the crowd.

He glanced at the hall of Xiao Qinlou, which was full of people below, and felt that his brain was starting to hurt.

"Slave maid, slave maid is afraid, so I crawled to find Zhao Niangzi......"

Zhao Niangzi is the old bustard.

Zhao Niangzi testified to Qingjin: "As soon as she found the concubine, Liao Pingshi came to pass me on." ”

Xiao Sheng walked over and whispered next to Liao Haohai's ear: "Liao Pingshi, someone from Kaifeng Mansion has come." They said the case should be managed by the Kaifeng government. They also said that our Dali Temple's hand was stretched too long. ”

Liao Haohai raised his eyebrows, the murder case in Kaifeng Mansion was so hot before, why did he come to rob the case this time?