Prince Jieli was assassinated, and there are traces of a fight at the scene.

Prince Jieli was cut off by Bai Song, and it is obvious that he has not yet recovered.

Although he was the first warrior of the Turks, if he was seriously wounded, it should be easier for the swordsman with a severed head to kill him.

And when I heard that the knife killed other Turkic warriors, there was no trace left at the scene.

If the swordsman had killed Prince Jieli, there would have been no trace of it now.

However, the current situation is that the whole scene of the incident is in shambles, and Prince Jieli fought the murderer before he died.

This clearly does not fit the description of the knife man.

It was already obvious that there was someone else who killed Prince Jieli.

But Lord Liu did not make a judgment immediately.

If this case is to be reported like this, the old prisoner will not be caught, and a new prisoner will come out, and then they will be able to bear it.

Should two cases be grouped into one?

This is the question that Lord Liu is considering.

The officials were all on the spot to check and sort out all the suspicious traces.

Bai Song took advantage of this gap and went to a patriarch and whispered about the matter.

The Turks really don't know what is going on here, everything they say is true.

It happened an hour ago, when someone heard Prince Jieli's cry for help, and when he arrived in the room, he was already dead.

No one saw the murderer's face.

Bai Song responded with a few words, telling them that the imperial court attached great importance to this, and it was not perfunctory, and it was bound to give a result as soon as possible.

With Bai Song circling in the middle, the Turkic people's sullen mood was relieved a lot.

When Bai Song returned to the scene, he happened to see an official messenger coming over with an old door panel, standing in front of Lord Liu and whispering: "My lord, the deceased has been holding on to this door panel and not letting go, it should be the last struggle before death." ”

Lord Liu was holding the door panel and watching, and Bai Song was also observing from the side.

This door panel is the size of two palms, and in addition to the traces of aging, there are blood stains and knife marks on it, which is disorganized, and nothing can be seen.

After a while, Lord Liu sighed lightly and took the door panel in.

Lord Liu found that there were some irregular nail prints on the door panel, which were obviously some kind of signal left by the deceased before he died.

"Someone! Draw out the nail prints on it and see what the deceased is going to tell us in the end. ”

An experienced painter in the team immediately took out a pen and paper to observe the nail prints on the door panel.

Unfortunately, in addition to the nail prints, there are also knife marks and the lines of the wood itself, which are uneven and uneven, and the nail marks are extremely difficult to identify in the inside, and the artist's painting work is very slow.

Bai Song looked at it and said, "Leave this to me." ”

Everyone looked at Bai Song, Bai Song took the door panel from the painter's hand, took out a piece of paper and pasted it on the door panel, and then took out his charcoal pen and smeared it back and forth on the paper with the side of the refill.

Under the astonished gaze of everyone, all the lines on the door panel were clearly rubbed on the paper, and the black and white were very clear.

Everyone grew their mouths in surprise, feeling that Bai Song was like a trick.

The picture printed by this carbon pen is not the muddy image of contemporary brush ink rubbing, and any fine lines can be shown with the traces of the carbon pen.

Yu Qingqing watched it with relish, looking at the admiring eyes of the officials of the Criminal Department, and felt like worshipping herself.

The heart said that this carbon pen still has such an effect, but I never thought of it. is worthy of being a white boy, he is really an all-round talent, and he can do anything.

Bai Song didn't see Yu Qingqing beside him start to star again. He looked at the lines on the paper and gradually frowned.

There are three kinds of lines on the door panel that are extremely obvious, the first is the knife mark, there are three knives, two horizontal and one vertical. The second is to make the texture of the door panel wood itself, which seems to be irregular, but all the lines are facing one direction, which is also very easy to identify. The last type of pattern is the human nail print.

In order to test this conjecture, the official messenger used the fingernails of the deceased to contrast, and the fit was perfect.

The nail prints are incoherent, intermittent, and of different shades, and it is no wonder that the artist is difficult to reproduce.

However, everyone can vaguely identify what the deceased carved with his fingernails before he died!

It's not Chinese, it's not Turkic, it's a very simple pattern.

The outer circle is a circle, and it looks like an inverted triangle with arcs, crooked and irregular.

Inside is a cross, which together looks like a cross drawn inside a circle.

But it's obviously not such a regular pattern.

The middle cross is longer at one end, shorter at the other, and the longer end has a hook that rises significantly.

A group of people gathered around Bai Song, looking at this pattern for a long time, everyone was thinking about what this represented?

Time passed, and the scene was very quiet.

Lu Xiaochen carefully recorded what he saw and heard, and honestly did what he did, although he was in the criminal department, it was not his turn to handle the case.

Lu Xiaochen felt that the scene was silent for too long, and it was a little strange, so he looked at the crowd suspiciously, and then looked at the paper in Bai Song's hand.

Lu Xiaochen glanced at it inadvertently, his brows suddenly furrowed, and after looking at it for only two seconds, the pen in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he exclaimed suddenly: "This is not ......"

"Huh?!"

As soon as Lu Xiaochen spoke, Lord Liu suddenly woke up, raised his voice, hummed heavily, and stared back at Lu Xiaochen, full of warning!

"Do your part!"

When Lu Xiaochen heard this, he quickly stopped his mouth and picked up the pen, his hands were trembling.

"Huh? Do you see what it is? ”

Yu Qingqing asked curiously.

Lord Liu shook his head: "It's good to have this discovery, summarize the matter, and I want Lord Shangshu to go back." ”

As soon as these words came out, it was clear that he was going home.

Bai Song was also stunned for a moment, looked at Lord Liu and Lu Xiaochen, and said in his heart, Didn't he already see any clues?

Seeing Lu Xiaochen's nervous expression again, he didn't understand the reason.

An inexplicable pattern, why is it so?

Yu Qingqing came to Bai Song: "Do you see what this is?" ”

Bai Song shook his head.

"Hey, it's boring, look like they're leaving. Are we still going back to the Punishment Department? ”

"It's getting late, I have to send you back."

"Hmm!" Yu Qingqing responded crisply, and hooked Bai Song's hand generously.

Bai Song's eyes widened, and he slapped Yu Qingqing's hand: "What are you doing by touching it?" ”

Yu Qingqing was in pain, withdrew her little hand, and pouted: "What! It's not that men and women don't kiss! ”

"Men and men are even more intimate! If you want to follow me, be honest, don't sell cuteness in front of me, sir, I don't eat this. ”

"Humph! If you don't eat, you won't eat, who is rare! ”

As he spoke, Yu Qingqing shook his head and walked in front.

Yu Shinan's mansion is not far from the academy, and it is already three watches after Bai Song sent Yu Qingqing back.

At night, the moon and stars are in the sky, and the road is full of red lanterns.

Bai Song walked and looked at the sky, and he couldn't feel any difference between the moon on August 14 and August 15.

Thinking of the Mid-Autumn Festival, every household is preparing for the festival, and there is the joy of the festival everywhere, but Bai Song always feels that the Mid-Autumn Festival here is a little less than the Mid-Autumn Festival in his memory.

Bai Song walked all the way, thought all the way, and suddenly thought when he arrived at the door, isn't this missing moon cakes!

During the Zhenguan period, zongzi has been popularized, but moon cakes are still a rare thing, and the folk occasionally appear, but they have not been popularized, at least not in Chang'an.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, there is no moon cake and no taste.

Bai Song has a plan, and he will teach Sangsang to make moon cakes early tomorrow morning, and strive to eat them when he dares to enjoy the lanterns at the lantern festival.

Bai Song was standing at the door of his house, and was about to call Sangsang when a somewhat familiar carriage came slowly from far and near.

"White boy, where do you not meet in life, it seems that you and I are really destined! It's so late, can we still meet? ”

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and the sleepy prince squeezed out a smile.

Bai Song was surprised, hurriedly turned around and saluted, and when he arrived in the capital, the rules should be indispensable.

"Lord Wang, it's so late...... You've just left the Imperial City? ”

Li Zhan smiled and nodded: "Yes, there are a lot of trivial matters, and it is rare to be distracted." ”

Bai Song also admired in his heart, this prince was about the same age as his master Yu Shinan, not only did he go away to Youzhou to deal with the Holy Lotus Sect, but he also had to deal with some things of the secret edict.

Now in the capital, he actually works until midnight for three watches, which is simply a model for important ministers!

The key people have always been hippie and smiling, and their spirit has always been good, much better than Yu Shinan, and they look more than ten years younger.

Li Zhan said a few words to Bai Song, but he was estimated to be too sleepy, so he didn't stay long, said goodbye to Bai Song, closed the curtain and beckoned the driver to leave.

Unlike when they met at the gate of the Imperial City earlier, there was only one chauffeur by the prince's side, but he was not the same escort he had seen before.

Bai Song watched the carriage pass by, and felt a little emotion in his heart, thinking that Li Shimin was lucky, he could have so many loyal ministers and good generals to protect the country for him, without the assistance of such people, I am afraid it would be difficult to have a prosperous Tang Dynasty, right?

Just thinking in his heart, Bai Song sighed lightly in his heart, and he suddenly swept over something familiar.

His body froze in place, his gaze resting on the coachman's waist.

His waist card is obvious, an inverted triangle that seems to be round and not round, with a cross engraved in the middle, the cross is longer at one end, and there is a clear upward movement, which is a simplified pattern of a knife!

Seeing this scene, Bai Song's brain buzzed, and his memory returned to the waist card he had kept for a while!

That's the Mi Zhao Si waist card, the shape is the same as what you see now, but the pattern in the middle is different, and the one you took is a simple horizontal.

And now I see the pattern of a knife!

And isn't this line left by Prince Jieli before he died?

This is the Mi Zhao Division waist card!

Prince Jieli didn't know the killer, but he saw the opponent's waist card, and he left a clue about the waist card before he died.

The person who killed Prince Jieli was appointed by the Secret Edict Division, and the Secret Edict Division was directly appointed by the emperor.

The person who wants the life of Prince Jieli is Li Shimin!