The seller of the old house of the Meng family, Meng Zixiao, the Meng family has been brilliant several times, but there is only one person left in this generation. And food and clothing are hard, so they have to sell their ancestral homes at a very low price.

Although there are constant rumors about the house, it is a large piece of land in a good location after all, so as soon as the news of the sale came out, there were several competitions.

Losing competitors can be murderers.

There are also people who have contradictions with the buyer Lu Waibei and those who have contradictions with the Meng family.

As for the second victim, it is even more foggy, her identity cannot be confirmed, and it cannot be confirmed whether it is a vendetta or indiscriminate killing, this depends on Xia Yue's people to check, but a girl's family will not travel thousands of miles to appear in an abandoned house that has nothing to do with it, and her identity should not be too difficult to check.

Ye Caitang put down his pen, thinking about the situation in his heart, and picked up a ribbon on the head of the bed.

There is one more problem that cannot be solved.

How did Lin Ling die, even if it was stormy and rainy, so many witnesses would not be blind, how could they not see the murderer at all.

Ye Caitang was puzzled, so he took the ribbon and gestured around his neck, and after a gesture, he felt that there was still something missing, so he climbed onto the chair, hung the ribbon around his neck, and carried it with one hand.

She is not fooling, many times, as much as possible to restore the scene of the case, restore the scene at the time, the state of the deceased, observe and think from another angle, and often make unexpected discoveries.

Standing and sitting, seeing things are different. To save people and kill people, the way of thinking about problems is also different.

Ye Caitang was standing on the chair, holding his neck and meditating, Xia Yue hurriedly entered the courtyard, and just walked to the door of the room and was about to knock on the door, his face changed.

There was a candle flame in the room, and the candle flame shone Ye Caitang's shadow on the window.

She stood on a high place, with a rope around her neck, and her hands were held high as if she were about to hang the rope on the beam.

"Ye Caitang!" Xia Yue shouted loudly, and kicked open the locked door with one kick.

Ye Caitang was closing his eyes and imagining that the murderer was behind him, when he suddenly heard a loud shout, and the sound of the door being kicked open startled her, her feet shook, and she screamed, and the whole person rushed forward.

It's over, Ye Caitang thought sadly, he would definitely flatten his face this time...

Xia Yue's face in front of him grew from a young age, and then Ye Caitang was grabbed by the clothes on his shoulders, and like a sack, he shook it and put it on the ground.

The downward momentum suddenly stopped, and his feet stepped on the ground again, Ye Caitang's legs were still a little weak, and he slowly held on to the table on the side, preventing himself from squatting down, and at the same time glared angrily at the person in front of him.

What time is it? After dinner, it was dark, washed up and ready to rest. Men and women don't kiss, even if you are the top boss, and you break into the room of a female subordinate in the middle of the night, is this not appropriate?

Moreover, if he did not knock on the door, he kicked it open.

But Xia Yue didn't pay attention to Ye Caitang's hateful gaze at all, but instead put her down with one hand and took away the strap she hung around her neck.

Ye Caitang didn't have a black ribbon, this was a white ribbon on one of her clothes, just an ordinary fabric, but it didn't affect the effect of strangling a person.

Before Ye Caitang could ask out loud, Xia Yue scolded sharply: "What are you doing here?" If you don't want to do it, you can say it, and you don't have to fight to the death, I won't force a human life to die for fifty taels of silver. ”

Xia Yue was a little afraid, it was so late, if it wasn't for an emergency, he wouldn't have come to Ye Caitang, if he was a step late, wouldn't he see a cold corpse tomorrow.

Yes?

Xia Yue actually thought she was going to hang herself?

Ye Caitang hurriedly said: "I'm not going to die, I'm at the scene of a mock case." ”

Xia Yue was stunned for a moment, and then settled down to see that there was a piece of paper spread out on the table, and what was written was not a suicide note or anything, but some conjectures of the deceased and the murderer.

Xia Yue's heart finally let go, and then he felt that he was a little anxious about what he had just done, and he couldn't wipe his face a little.

Ye Caitang also reacted, why did Xia Yue rush in without knocking on the door, it was not that she was rude and disrespectful, but that she thought she was going to commit suicide.

Thinking about it like this, Ye Caitang was not angry.

Looking at each other, the atmosphere in the room became a little awkward for a while, but Xia Yue changed the topic and said: "What, you are still attentive, it is worthy of praise." What can be found in the simulated crime scene? ”

Ye Caitang spread out his hands: "Isn't it too late?" ”

Before he could find a good posture angle, he was taken down by Xia Yue.

"Don't hang yourself before you have time." Xia Yue said: "I came here to tell you that the identity of the second deceased has been confirmed. ”

Ye Caitang didn't expect the identity of the deceased to go so smoothly, and said happily: "Who is it?" ”

"The victim's name is He Ningqiu, and she and her husband came to the capital from other places just a few days ago, so almost no one knows each other, and the neighbors haven't seen them much."

"Her husband, Yuan Weimao, went out to visit friends yesterday and will return this evening. Passing by the city gate, I saw the portrait of the missing person, and when I went home, I found that my wife was not at home, and I had already recognized the body just now, and the deceased was his wife He Ningqiu. ”

Ye Caitang said: "Then he is in the six doors now?" ”

"Yes." Xia Yue said with some disdain: "I was crying with the corpse, and I almost fainted when I cried." ”

Ye Caitang was a little strange and puzzled: "He has ...... Is something wrong? ”

Although Xia Yue is a head catcher, she looks at life and death, but she feels quite upright, what a pitiful thing it is for people to come back from a trip and say goodbye to his wife, how can he show such an expression.

Xia Yue said: "I said that my friend's family had an accident to help, but I was covered in wine-flavored fat powder, and I don't know what kind of help I was helping?" Or went to the Qinglou Chu Pavilion to stay overnight. ”

Saying this, Ye Caitang also felt strange. "This kind of person, will the relationship with his wife be so good? It's just uncomfortable, it's an exaggeration to hold and cry and pass out. ”

"I still have to try it." Xia Yue said simply: "I'll go back to the room to get something, passing by your yard, I think you are also concerned about this matter, and I will tell you by the way." ”

"Thank you, sir." Ye Caitang thanked him neatly, then picked up the pen and added the name behind the second victim, and the name of He Ningqiu's husband after the list of suspects.

Xia Yue also stood over and looked at it, and after reading it from top to bottom, he said: "You write it like this, but it is very clear and clear." It's ......"

Ye Caitang looked up at Xia Yue suddenly: "My lord, don't say anything if you see through it." ”

She knows about the ugliness of the word, and no one needs to say it.

"Okay." Xia Yue was very tolerant: "It's okay to know each other, but what do you mean by writing the name of the deceased's husband on the back of the suspect?" Do you suspect her husband? ”