Before Shen Cuttlefish could refute, Gongsun Wangjing stood up and stood in front of Gongsun Wuqiu, first, to prevent Shen Cuttlefish from angering Gongsun Wuqiu, and secondly, to prevent Gongsun Wuqiu from continuing to cause trouble and stir up contradictions, and at the same time looked back and glared at Gongsun Wuqiu, signaling him to stop. Gongsun Wuqiu snorted coldly, but said no more.

Shen cuttlefish just wanted to speak, but Zhuo Yiping took the first step, his face was like still water, and he stroked his beard and said slowly: "This doesn't seem to be very compliant." Shen Shaoxia, Qingyu is the maid of my Misty Villa after all, and unfortunately died in the village today, so naturally the people in my village should be responsible for the investigation, how can it be handed over to outsiders?"

"That's right!" Gongsun Wuqiu ignored Gongsun Wangjing's persuasion with his eyes one after another, and finally shouted with his head held high, "Is there no one available in my Misty Villa?" It's just that a maid died, and in my opinion, the case can be solved in less than three days!"

"Oh, why is the fourth brother so decisive, don't you have any clues?" Zhuo Yiping asked looking back. Gongsun replied without thinking: "Big brother, my mountain villa is famous and well-guarded, ordinary and small, and frightened, who has the ability to commit murder in my village? Therefore, according to the younger brother, this matter must have been done by Na Zhu Xihu!"

Zhuo Yiping nodded when he heard this, and said, "The fourth brother's words are not unreasonable. That Zhu Xihu cultivates the martial arts of the evil sect, and must use human blood and internal organs as an introduction, and there are already twenty-three disciples in my village who have been poisoned by him, but this is the first time that someone has been killed. As soon as the words fell, Pei Jingnian on the side categorically vetoed: "This is definitely not the case!"

As soon as these words came out, they shocked the four seats, Zhuo Yiping had not yet spoken, Gongsun Wuqiu preemptively reprimanded: "Girl, how can you speak here!" Zhuo Yiping raised his hand to stop Gongsun Wuqiu, and asked solemnly: "Why did Miss Pei say this? Could it be that you have already seen the clues?"

"Back to the owner of Zhuo Village, the younger generation has not yet inspected the crime scene and the body, but according to what the two owners said, it can almost be concluded that it is not as simple as the four owners said. Pei Jingnian said with neither humility nor arrogance. And Gongsun Wuqiu was so refuted by a junior, he was naturally angry, and was about to scold, but was stopped by Gongsun Wangjing, Gongsun Wangjing heard the words and leaned into Zhuo Yiping's ear, and said softly: "Brother, the day before yesterday, the little master Mingjue once said that this Miss Pei was born in the government and is especially good at investigating cases, so it is better to let her investigate this matter thoroughly, and also give Qingyu an explanation." This matter is not trivial, and I hope that my brother will not take it lightly. ”

Zhuo Yiping nodded solemnly, and deeply agreed, if Qingyu's death was ignored, it would seem that all the chivalry that this Misty Mountain Villa had done before was bullshit. But Zhuo Yiping was still a little hesitant, and always felt that it was always inappropriate to drag outsiders into the things of the Miyu Villa, but Pei Jingnian said smartly: "Please allow the younger generation to assist the Juniors in solving this case." ”

The word "assistance" seems to be unremarkable, but it lowers its status, at least on the table, it is still a guest and a host, even if it is spread, the reputation is better. Hearing this, Zhuo Yiping was overjoyed, his previous hesitation and concerns were swept away, and he responded calmly: "Okay, Miss Pei has such information, then please invite Miss Pei into the house to check the scene and the body!"

After that, Zhuo Yiping stepped into the house, followed by Gongsun Wangjing, Gongsun Wuqiu, Shen Cuttlefish, Pei Jingnian, Mingjue, and the rest of the disciples were all outside the door, and no one was allowed to approach and disturb.

The door was closed, and everyone formed an arc around Qingyu's body, retreating four or five feet away. Except for the Shen cuttlefish who was still sad, the rest of the people were calm. It seems to have become commonplace for a long time. Zhuo Yiping raised his hand and asked, "Miss Pei, just check it." Pei Jingnian then slowly walked to Qingyu's corpse, squatted down, first carefully examined his complexion, and then poked out two fingers, placed them on his neck and chest and heart, his heartbeat and pulse had already stopped, and the corpse was as cold as frost, and began to stiffen, his pupils were dilated, and lifeless. Pei Jingnian then said: "Judging from the stiffness of the corpse, the time of death is about four watches, and it is three hours from now to the end of the month. ”

"Well, that's it. I can see that too. Gongsun Wuqiu casually put the cane aside, turned around and sat on the coffee table, poured a cup of tea and drank it by himself, and did not forget to ridicule Pei Jingnian.

"The fourth brother Hugh wants to mess around. Gongsun Wangjing shouted, then turned his head and said, "On the fourth watch, there should still be guarding disciples, why didn't anyone witness Qingyu being killed?" Gongsun Wangjing was quite strange, and immediately pushed the door open, and instructed the disciples at the door: "You wait to find out as soon as possible, who are the disciples who were in charge of guarding the backyard last night, and report as soon as possible." The disciples took the order and left, Gongsun Wangjingfu closed the door again, and at this time, Pei Jingnian opened the eyelids and lips of Qingyu's corpse, checked the limbs of the body, turned around, and touched his back for a while.

Gongsun Wangjing then asked, "Does Miss Pei have any other discoveries?"

Pei Jingnian pondered for a moment, his face was solemn, his eyes showed doubts, his willow eyebrows frowned, as if he was answering Gongsun Wangjing's question, and as if he was talking to himself: "It's so strange, according to me, Miss Qingyu's back was broken by a palm, and her spine was broken, which is the cause of death." And the murderer shot extremely hard, and he didn't want to leave a living mouth at all, so a blow from the palm was a mortal blow, how could he leave such a trace?"

"What traces?" except for Gongsun Wuqiu, who was still drinking tea leisurely, the rest of the people hurriedly asked.

"There was blood between her teeth and lips, but it was not caused by vomiting blood from her broken spine, and the blood stains on her lips and the small scar on her right index finger seemed to be the marks left by biting her fingers. But it stands to reason that the moment that fatal palm fell, Qingyu was already dead, how could she survive a breath and bite her fingers, what did she do this for?" Pei Jingnian raised Qingyu's right hand, biting his lower lip thoughtfully and muttering.

Mingjue thought about it for a while, and then said his thoughts: "Amitabha, is it possible that he bit his finger before Miss Qingyu was killed?" Pei Jingnian shook his head and vetoed: "Unlikely." You see, the murderer is decisive and deadly, he must be a person who practices martial arts, and his martial arts are not low. And Miss Qingyu had no power to restrain the chicken, and if someone who practiced martial arts wanted to kill her, it would be effortless and she would not be discovered, so there was no trace of struggle left in the house. Since Qingyu did not find any trace of the murderer, nor did she expect that she had lost her life, how could she deliberately bite her finger before such an unexpected thing happened? ”

"She bit her finger, could it be that she wanted to leave some traces so that I could wait for the murderer to be found?" Gongsun Wangjing said suddenly.

When Pei Jingnian heard this, he immediately searched around the corpse. Sure enough, at the original position of the right hand of Qingyu's corpse, a small trace was hidden by the skirt, so Pei Jingnian didn't notice it. But when she opened her skirt and saw the traces clearly, her face changed again, and she seemed to be a little frightened, and hurriedly covered her skirt back, panting heavily, and couldn't believe her eyes.

Seeing her flustered expression and strange expression, everyone hurriedly asked, "Have you found anything?"

"This ......" Pei Jingnian straightened up slowly, but his eyes were evasive, hesitant, and refused to answer. can look at her previous actions, it is clear that she has found something. Shen cuttlefish couldn't hold it back, and he had already wanted to unveil the murderer, so he walked towards Qingyu without saying a word, ignoring Pei Jingnian's obstruction, and set aside the traces that were deliberately blocked by Pei Jingnian, and when he saw clearly the "white" word that was still one stroke short and had not yet been written, his eyes were round with anger, and his hand holding the corner of his clothes became tighter and tighter, but he was a little overwhelmed, and his heart was even more mixed, and he was extremely tormented.

Seeing that Pei Jingnian and Shen Cuttlefish looked abnormal after seeing the traces one by one, Zhuo Yiping, Gongsun Wangjing and Mingjue also came forward, and after seeing the word "white", they were also shocked, looking at each other, and had nothing to say. Shen Cuttlefish's trembling hand put down Qingyu's skirt, his face was pale, top-heavy, and he staggered to his feet, but he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Pei Jingnian hurriedly supported him and comforted him: "Shen Gongzi, don't think about it, one word doesn't mean anything!"

"Miss Pei...... You say, is this blood word a clue left by Qingyu before he died, biting his finger desperately......" Shen Cuttlefish's weak voice penetrated everyone's hearts, and I saw that the corners of his eyes were red and tears flashed, but it is conceivable that in his heart, he has already thought of a person. A familiar back that he just remembered, the one he saw last night. But he still couldn't believe that it was Shirahoshi Tears who killed Qingyu's life.

"This ......" Pei Jingnian didn't know how to answer, but Gongsun Wuqiu, who had been drinking tea, got up on crutches and laughed: "Haha, do you need to say this? In my opinion, it must have been someone who Qingyu knew killed Qingyu, so she was defenseless and was murdered." But when he was dying, when he was dying, he desperately left the name of this murderer!" After saying that, he also stepped forward and glanced at it, and saw that what was written in blood was a "white" character, so he snorted coldly twice and snickered.

Shen Cuttlefish broke free from Pei Jingnian's support, supported his body with the wooden sword, his eyes were hazy with tears, he raised his head and looked directly at Zhuo Yiping, and asked, "Master Zhuo...... Dare to ask if there is a disciple surnamed Bai in the village......" Zhuo Yiping hesitated for a while, but still replied truthfully: "Don't hide it from Shen Shaoxia, it's a coincidence, I have a total of 312 disciples in the villa, and there are more than 400 subordinates, but none of them are surnamed Bai." ”

"In this way, in the entire Misty Villa, there is only one person surnamed Bai ......" Shen Cuttlefish was so sad and happy that he smiled bitterly, but the tearful and painful appearance made everyone dare not look at it directly.