"It's hard to say the murder weapon, as long as the knife is sharp, the axe can also cut the hole." Ye Caitang said: "These two wounds, scratched in the front, and cut off the head in the back, so the murderer first injured people and then killed people, and he scratched him in the back of the deceased." ”

Ye Caitang asked the head of the deceased to be brought in and put on the corpse.

After the wound was cleaned, the scratch was complete.

"The wound was more than two inches long, left and right, and the murderer was much taller than the deceased."

Ye Caitang looked around, and seemed to want to find a murderer.

But she stood up: "Whoever gives me a dagger, another person, I'll try the height." ”

Forget the axe, it's too laborious to pick up, and it's not good in case you scratch someone with a shaking hand.

Just when Xie Zhi was about to help, Wang Tong didn't care about the following offenses, so he pushed Xia Yue out.

"Your Excellency has a dagger on you." Wang Tong said as a matter of course: "That's right." ”

"Ah, yes." Xia Yue took out a dagger and handed it to Ye Caitang, and naturally answered: "What do you want me to do?" ”

Ye Caitang took the dagger: "Don't move, just stand." ”

Ye Caitang didn't pull out the dagger, but just took it in his hand and walked behind Xia Yue.

Xia Yue wanted to turn her head to look at her a little, but felt a pair of hands pressing on her shoulders.

Ye Caitang said: "Don't move, my lord." ”

Xia Yue didn't dare to move.

Ye Caitang stretched out his hand and gestured, very depressed, how could she reach Xia Yue's height.

The problem is that except for Xia Yue, everyone else is not short, and it is not appropriate to call a little monk from the outside, that is the real male and female impartiality. And the details of the case cannot be leaked until the case is solved.

So Ye Caitang looked around, moved a small stool from the side, and stepped on it.

Then she patted Xia Yue's shoulder: "My lord, you squat down a little." ”

Xia Yue had to squat down a little, and then squat down a little more, until it was as high as the murdered Changshan.

This posture is actually quite uncomfortable.

Xia Yue can't bend over, and he can't really squat, so if he thinks about it, let's take a horse step.

He sighed in his heart, and before he could finish it, he felt a pair of cold hands choke his neck.

Xia Yue was probably a little in a trance, and he was startled and dodged forward, Ye Caitang was stepping on the small stool at this time, leaning forward, and was dodged by Xia Yue, and he also rushed forward.

Almost fell off.

On the side, Xie Zhi's eyes were quick, and he immediately reached out and grabbed Ye Caitang's arm, so that she would not fall down and lie on the ground.

Xia Yue also came back to his senses in an instant, and immediately stood firm and straightened his back. His hand also helped back and held Ye Caitang's waist.

So Ye Caitang threw himself on his back, as if he was going to carry someone up.

The dagger clanged and fell to the ground.

Thankfully, he had an unsheathed dagger.

"Your Excellency, you can't do it." Ye Caitang said depressedly: "Don't be afraid if you stand firm, I won't strangle you, I'll compare the height." ”

……

Xia Yue took care of the loss, apologized repeatedly, picked up the dagger and handed it back.

"I'm not moving." Xia Yue said: "You come on." ”

The cold hand stretched out from behind the shoulder again, Xia Yue really didn't move like a statue this time, everyone was watching, and their minds were on the case.

Only Wang Tong, Wang Tong looked at Xia Yue's eyes, pity and encouragement, relief and condemnation, indescribable complex entanglement.

Although Xia Yue's head didn't move, his eyes rolled and he looked at Wang Tongyi.

Wang Tong, you know too much.

According to the location of the wound, Ye Caitang groped around Xia Yue's neck, adjusted the height up and down, and soon, gave a conclusion.

"The murderer is so tall, half a head taller than adults." Ye Caitang got down from the small stool and looked up at Xia Yue: "If the murderer is so tall, it should be very conspicuous, could it be that he is also standing on the stool and moving his hands?" ”

Ye Caitang's speculation made everyone very strange.

There are even stranger ones.

Although the firewood house is indeed in a relatively remote place, it is not inaccessible, not to mention that the temple is patrolled all night, if there is any situation, no one hears the shouting, and a few more shouts will definitely be heard.

"How did the murderer threaten the deceased and keep him from making a sound?" Ye Caitang was puzzled: "Even if the first injury is a sudden sneak attack, it will not lead to death." Between the first and second injuries, the victim can still resist. ”

Such a strong and big young man, no matter how powerful the murderer is, unless it is a martial arts master who points to the acupoint, otherwise, why is there no sign of resistance at all?

Wang Tong said: "Is it that your mouth is covered?" ”

Ye Caitang shook his head: "There are no traces left by pinching on the face, I also looked in the mouth, there are no towels or silk thread crumbs left in the clothes, the clothes are also very complete, there is no blood in the nails, and I can't see any resistance." ”

It's weird.

The deceased did not resist when he was slashed, nor did he resist when he was pressed to the ground and his head was cut off.

What's so special about the murderer?

Xie Zhi said: "Could it be that the murderer knows some tricky and obscene skills, just like those who are performing in the rivers and lakes, tricks, tricks, illusions and the like." So at that time, the deceased was in a very trance state, and he didn't necessarily know what happened to him. ”

Everyone suddenly thought of the Buddha head in the Mahavira Hall.

In any case, it is not a normal way to get rid of it, and I don't know what extraordinary means are used.

Xia Yue said slowly: "Now, there is only this kind of explanation. ”

The air pressure in the room was very low.

The murderer left a note, one song a day, starting from the Buddha's head, and today on the fourth night, the victim has changed from a clay statue to a living thing, from a living thing, to a human being.

No one knows if there will be a second victim tonight.

What's worse is that no one knows what the killer really wants?

If it's a threat or blackmail, you have to make a request, and don't ask for anything, like killing people for the sake of killing, threatening for the sake of threatening, so that people can't do it.

Ming Shi just went to check the axes and knives that were put away yesterday, but no one had touched them, and they were still in the box.

Ming Shi sighed and came back: "Lord Xia, what is the result of the inspection, what are the clues?" ”

There are no clues, Xia Yue can only tell the truth.

Ming Shi sighed even deeper, and told the little disciple to invite Changshan's parents to come.

The murdered monk Changshan lived at the foot of the mountain and was sent to the temple by his parents to practice since he was a child.

This is not a strange thing, some farmers are poor, and there are too many children and too much pressure, so it is also a good choice to send one to the temple. If you have a relationship with the Buddha, you can also have a career in the future.

It's just that you can't marry a wife and have children, but if you have more sons, you don't care about this one.

After Ming explained the order, he sighed and said, "No, it's better to run in person." When people hand over their children to the temple, they trust us, and now that something like this has happened, I really don't know how to explain it. ”