Jujube pits?

Lu San nodded heavily, with a look of horror on his face, "That's right, it's the jujube pit!" It hit me right in the head. ”

"Because I will get a lot of reward for sending a claim, I think that some guy is jealous of me, deliberately smashes my head, and looks up to scold that calf! But when I looked up, there was a fluttering figure swaying in the tree! ”

Lu San's heart was furious, he looked around, and saw that it was broad daylight at this time, and he was a little relieved.

The little one could see it clearly, and his arms were so open...... But there are no hands! That's clearly a ghost! ”

"At that time, I was so weak that I ran back with my legs, and the soup in the food box was spilled! The shopkeeper looked at it and deducted my salary! That's money! Deducting money is even more terrible than hitting a ghost! ”

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and when I passed by for the second time, I deliberately raised the lantern to take a closer look. But there was nothing in the trees, not a single ghost, not even a wild cat. ”

"The little one was in a hurry to deliver food, so he didn't care about it, just regarded it as bad luck."

Gu Shiwei listened and nodded incessantly, isn't that?

If she had to choose, she would rather hit a ghost than be detained! Poor is as terrible as a ghost!

Seeing Gu Shiwei's expression, Lu San felt that he had a feeling of meeting Bole with a thousand miles of horses, and enthusiastically caused Lu to come, "Two adults, you see, it's this tree!" ”

Gu Shiwei and Han Shiyan glanced at each other, and both of them had an answer in their hearts.

Where are there any demons and monsters in this world, some are just people who pretend to be gods and ghosts!

If a real person can become a ghost after death, when she died on a mass grave, wouldn't it be a ghost friend who had to be lined up from Bianjing to Suzhou!

Gu Shiwei thought about it, jumped up the tree, and sure enough, on the branch of the tree pointed out by Lu San, he found the silk thread of the robe hanging on it.

She jumped down from the tree, took a few more steps, and swam up the green tower like a gecko.

She stood upstairs and nodded at Han Shiyan, and jumped down, "It's Ding Yang." ”

"It rained in Bianjing yesterday, and after the incident, the Imperial City Division and Kaifeng Mansion did not find any trace of the murderer, and it stands to reason that if he broke in from outside to kill people, he would leave wet and even muddy footprints."

"But we didn't find anything, which is why, the initial assumption was that the murderer was lurking in the small building early in the morning."

Before they found the seal that forged the Imperial City Division Zhang Chunting, Gu Shiwei didn't suspect that it would be the hands of those eight people.

After all, they are here to arrest Song Yu and kill a world-famous thorn like Guan Zhengqing, which is going to be a big deal.

Before this, she had always thought that the murderer was there before Zhu Cheng and Guan Zhengqing went upstairs, so he had enough time to clean up the scene.

But as it turned out later, this was not the case.

The murderer was Zhang Yan, Ding Yang and one of the three Tang Shan.

"If you want to be satisfied, you will not leave muddy footprints when you go in, and you will come out without suspicious bloodstains. Then he must have changed his clothes twice, when he went in, he changed into clean clothes, and after killing people, he changed into bloody clothes, and then changed back to the clothes of the original Imperial City Division. ”

"In such a situation, there will be two things that are easy to miss."

Gu Shiwei said and took the horse, left the Furong Building with Han Shiyan, and walked towards the mouth of the alley in Mingjing Lane.

"The first one is that the bloody clothes may be searched. The murderer is very powerful, and neither the Imperial City Division nor Kaifeng Mansion has been found. ”

"The second is that when he changed into the robe of the Imperial City Division to kill people, if that robe was not caught in the rain, then when the eight of them returned to me together, he would be the most conspicuous one."

They had been lurking in the night rain for only a short time, not the same as the wet and dry clothes that had been drenching the rain.

Clothes are such things, once they are wet, the color will become darker, seven of the eight dumplings are dumplings, just one fried dumpling, who won't look at you?

Han Shiyan listened, and couldn't help but look back in the direction of Furong Building, the shopkeeper and Lu San, as well as the previous idle men all gathered together, muttering and spitting.

Obviously, the matter of hitting a ghost on a tree is about to be blown by them to the point of ascending to heaven.

He turned back speechlessly and continued, "So, when the murderer killed someone, he hung his Imperial City Division's robe on a tree, so that the robe would be wet by the rain as if he had been lurking in the rain. ”

"The murderer is Ding Yang, because he is the only one closest to the tree, and only he can do this."

Gu Shiwei's face turned over and got on the horse, and she sighed lightly, "Not only that, you will know when you go to his house." ”

Most of the pawns of the Imperial City Division live in the south of the city as if they were very small.

The name of the alley may be mulberry, peach, or chestnut, and nine out of ten are because there is such a tree planted at the mouth of the alley, and one next to it may be because there is a well nearby, such as a well, a well, and so on.

The reason why she found a place to live in Mulberry Lane was because she heard Zhang Yan talk to Ding Yang on the way to Bianjing from Canglang Mountain.

When he arrived at Ding Yang's house, the door of his small courtyard was open, and a trembling old woman was standing in front of a dustpan, basking in the bridles of jujubes.

Hearing footsteps, her ears moved, and she looked towards the door.

Han Shiyan tied the horse probe and looked at it, and his heart sank to the bottom.

The old woman was full of white hair, and her eyes were big and blind, and she was blind.

"Is there anything wrong with the guests coming to the door? My son Ding Yang came home too late yesterday, and he hadn't gotten up yet. ”

Gu Shiwei had a bad premonition in her heart, and she walked into the courtyard quickly, "Imperial City Division Gu Shiwei, which one does Ding Yang live in?" ”

The old woman had obviously heard Gu Shiwei's name, and suddenly shouted excitedly, "Yang Zi, Yang Zi, Master Gu is here!" Are you delayed on business today, Shangfeng has been caught at home! ”

As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed two handfuls of red dates, and with a flattering smile, she handed them in the direction in which Gu Shiwei spoke.

"My lord, I'm going to pick up that evil obstacle and beat him, and you must not blame him. Eat some dates first, the dates in our hometown are very sweet, Ding Yang loves to eat the most, every time I go on a mission, I carry a full bag for him. ”

Han Shiyan listened, his steps paused, and he looked at Gu Shiwei's back with a complicated expression.

So when Gu Shiwei heard the word jujube core, he thought that the murderer was Ding Yang, right?

He may have eaten the jujube and put it into his sleeve pocket, but when he hung it on the tree, the wind blew his robe, and the jujube pit fell out and smashed on Lu San's head.

Seeing that Gu Shiwei didn't answer, Ding Yang's mother was a little panicked, she hurriedly ran a few steps, and when she arrived at Ding Yang's door, she banged on the door.

The room was silent, and there was no movement at all.

Han Shiyan walked towards the window, stretched out his hand and tugged at it, and the window was not moved at all and was tethered.

He ran to the door again, "Gu ......"

That Gu character had just exited, and before he could say anything about it, he saw Gu Shiwei pull out his long sword and stab at the door, and the door actually opened by itself.

The room was cleaned, and the bedding on the bed was not opened.

Ding Yang was neatly dressed and hung on the beams of the house, motionless, and had been dead for a long time.