At the beginning, when Dali Temple was investigating the murder of Liufu Xiaowu, it traced the Wanjin Gambling House, so it seized a group of bandits in the Wanjin Gambling House who were road bandits who had laundered their identities.

At that time, some clues were unclear, and it was necessary to check the confessions of the guys in Wanjin Gambling House for verification, so Mu Yirong took the two brothers Ruicao and Tiehanhan Hou to the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion to obtain a confession in the case.

It just so happened that there was a male corpse found in the Yamen courtyard of Jingzhao Mansion and Qilin Mountain, and when Ruicao stepped forward to check the corpse, he once played with the harmonious parts of the corpse and made some remarks, which shocked the jaw of the official of Jingzhao Mansion and almost fell to the surface of his feet.

At that time, Mu Yirong was also a little surprised, but he just silently handed his handkerchief to Ruicao to wipe his hands, and couldn't help but admire him a little in his heart.

Maybe since then, the way he treats her has changed subtly.

After sniffing the smell of dirt on his fingers, Seocho stretched his fingers under Mu Yirong's nose and asked him to smell it too, to see what he could smell?

Mu Yirong, who was very obedient, took a deep breath, but he didn't smell anything except for the smell of.

Picking up a piece of dried bud rice leaves from the ground, he wiped his dirty fingers with it, then tilted his head and twisted his eyebrows: "There are too few things on the soles of my shoes, and I can only vaguely feel a little slippery, and a little bit of blood." ”

When rubbing dirt with your fingers, the smooth skin of your fingers and the oil stains secreted by your skin can affect the sensation of tiny touches.

Also, the scholar Zhongju was killed, and he shed a lot of blood, and it was normal for the soles of his shoes to be stained with blood.

These things don't provide any useful clues.

Seocho, who put down his shoes, reached out and shook off the clothes that were neatly folded on the table, and spread them out in front of him to check.

In the examination hall of the Gongyuan examination room before, because of the limited light, I couldn't carefully check the clothes of the scholar Zhongju.

Looking through it now, it can be seen that under the back of the clothes, there are some folds that have been pushed upwards and piled up, which must have been caused when the corpse was stuffed back into the second and fifth houses.

In addition, the side of the left sleeve of the shirt was stained with mud and blood, which proved that the body of the scholar Zhongju had been facing west since he fell from the wooden board.

Seocho, who looked through the clothes for a while, put the clothes in front of his nose and smelled them, and the smell of green onions that he smelled before was completely gone.

There was no soup spilled on her clothes, and Seocho couldn't help but suspect that the smell of green onions she smelled before was because the No. 25 building where the scholar Zhongju was located was close to the dormitory and had been infected for a long time, so some green onions were attached to her clothes.

And as time passed, the smell on the clothes was lost.

In the previous investigations, some clues could be found more or less from the corpses, but this time, Mu Yirong and Seocho can be said to have found nothing and are at a loss.

I have to say that this case is so clean and neat, there is a vague smell of a professional killer.

However, who would hire a professional killer to kill such an ordinary candidate as scholar Zhongju?

Could it be that scholar Zhongju has an unknown identity?

Regarding the specific background of the scholar Zhongju, it is necessary to carefully investigate. dm

Seocho, who had been busy all morning, did not cry out for hunger for the first time.

When eating soup cakes at the small noodle stall, Seocho also seemed to have no appetite, and she would not give up if she didn't eat five bowls of soup cakes, and the chopsticks in her hand were weakly holding a noodle and didn't put it in her mouth for a long time.

"Are you worried about Tao Dasheng?"

Mu Yirong peeled a boiled egg and silently put it into Seocho's bowl.

Seocho forked the hard-boiled egg with a chopstick and stuffed it into her mouth at once, chewing effortlessly like a largemouth in the deep sea devouring its food.

"Beware of choking. ”

As soon as Mu Yirong's reminder fell, it immediately turned into a curse, Seocho suddenly choked and rolled her eyes, hurriedly picked up the bowl, poured a large mouthful of soup happily, and then wiped her mouth with her sleeve very satisfied, and burped.

"They all said to let you eat slowly. ”

Mu Yirong, who was babbling, ordered a bowl of mutton soup for Seocho, but Seocho didn't pick up the spoon, just stared at the green onions floating on it.

After a while, she slowly spoke, and a sigh popped out of her mouth: "It is said that falling in love will make you stupid, and this is really true!"

Mu Yirong, who thought that Seocho would say something, didn't expect that Seocho would not be able to find out the clues, and blamed him on falling in love, so he couldn't help but smile helplessly.

He reached out and tucked the shredded hair that hung down from Seocho behind her ear, and asked her from which book did she see this unfounded statement?

Seocho, who did not answer, asked Mu Yirong rhetorically, if the murderer of scholar Zhongju was a person in the examination room, how did he do it without leaving a trace?

If it weren't for the people in the examination room, how would they avoid the invigilators and guards in the examination room, enter the examination room, kill the scholar Zhongju, clean up the scene, and then leave the examination room without a sound?

Either of the above is unlikely, this is the conclusion of Seocho.

After all, if you walk by, you will definitely leave a trace.

However, the death of scholar Zhongju did not find any suspicious traces.

Mu Yirong scooped up a spoonful of delicious mutton soup and handed it to Seocho's mouth: "When your stomach is full, your brain will become clear." Seocho, who subconsciously opened his mouth, swallowed the broth without expression, completely missing the sparkling and happy look in his eyes when he used to eat, Mu Yirong saw it and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This case is different from the past, although they have been with the scholar Zhongju for a very short time, they all have a feeling of sympathy for each other and hatred of seeing each other.

The familiar friend was killed at once, and became a cold corpse without temperature. The ideals of those scholars who had moved Mu Yirong and Seocho were also shattered, which was inevitably regrettable at the same time, but also felt very sad and sad, Seocho had no appetite because of this, and Mu Yirong could understand it very much.

"I don't think it's that there are no traces, it's that it's hidden secretly, and we haven't found it yet. ”

Ruicao, who agreed with Mu Yirong's statement very much, immediately nodded, saying that she also thought the same, if there was a murder scene in the examination room, there would definitely be traces, but they hadn't found it yet.

It is precisely because of this that Seocho feels that he has become stupid, so he has not been able to find any clues.