There was a death in the teahouse in the west of the city.

After all, it is a special period when the Hundred Swords Hundred Meetings are approaching, and the large and small guards in the city are all on standby, as soon as they hear the news, Jin Wuwei quickly attacked, and the number of people was twice as large as usual, and they walked in groups on the street, and they were majestic in an instant.

Originally, only the shopkeeper and the running hall went to report to the public, and not many people on the long street knew about it. As much as Jin Wuwei fiddled with this, he was stunned, and for a while, he didn't know how many pairs of eyes looked at this teahouse that had stood silently for decades in the strange place of Fireworks Alley.

However, when more than 20 heavily armed Jin Wuwei rushed to the door of the teahouse, the first thing they saw was not the panicked crowd as expected. The real scene in the teahouse really stunned them for a while.

Jiang Lian, who was dressed as a proper disciple of a family, stretched out one foot to block the door, which was completely a splashy style in the market. And Zhao Wu'an, who was dressed plainly and had no bright spots, sat upright behind the counter, writing hard.

No matter how horizontal Jiang Lian is, he is not the Son of Heaven in the imperial city after all, and when he saw dozens of Jin Wuwei suddenly rushing to the scene, of course he didn't dare to continue to stop him. Before the leader of the box could reprimand, he consciously lowered his feet and stepped aside.

Seeing this, the chief of the chamber greatly increased his confidence, straightened his chest, and shouted while breaking into the teahouse: "Jin Wuwei is here!

Zhao Wu'an lazily put down his pen and said unmoved: "It's really slow." ”

The head of the box stared at him: "Dare to be disrespectful to sanitation!"

Zhao Wu'an seemed to sigh silently, and smashed the ledger on the counter, which was originally used for bookkeeping, to the leader of the bank, and hit the long chest.

The head of the box subconsciously fished the account book back into his arms, and when he was wondering what Zhao Wu'an's intention was, behind the counter, Zhao Wu'an had already begun to talk to himself.

"The deceased, the shopkeeper of this teahouse, died in his own bedroom in the backyard, poisoned by a golden silk nanmu chair. When I went to visit, it was before a stick of incense, that is, the blood stains in the seven orifices of the corpse had turned pale red, the body was particularly warm, the forearms were not green, and he would not die for more than half an hour, that is, he died between the end of noon and the end of the hour. ”

The head of the box was stunned when he heard this, picked up the account book, and said in disbelief: "This ......"

"In the small courtyard of this teahouse, across the street behind the wall is the General's Mansion, and ten teams of forbidden guards patrol day and night, and it is impossible for ordinary people to avoid the eyes and ears of others and enter from there. In addition, there is a wet tea field under the south wall, and there is no sign of being trampled on, which can also prove that no one has invaded. If someone wants to take advantage of Jin Wuwei's unpreparedness and climb down from the wall, they will inevitably step on these tea leaves and leave footprints. ”

Zhao Wu'an turned out of the counter, lifted the curtain behind the house, and pointed to the bamboo mat covered with leaves under the wall.

The head of the box was stunned and said, "This is ......"

"And the cause of the shopkeeper's death has been found out before you come, it is the cup of Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots on his table, in which I found poison. Zhao Wu'an turned to the inside of the teahouse, and there was a blackened Junzi Orchid in the corner of the wall, "Not long after half a cup of tea was poured down, the Junzi Orchid had already blackened and rotted to death from the roots. As for what kind of poison it is, it remains to be considered. ”

At this time, the head of the carriage finally realized that he had no room to interject at all, but he was still unwilling to interrupt Zhao Wu'an to say a few words: "You are ......"

Therefore, combining the above three points, there are a total of these six people who meet the time of committing the crime, have the space to commit the crime, and may have mastered the skills of committing the crime. Zhao Wu'an uncharacteristically forcibly continued the words, "I have recorded them all in the account book in your hand." The murderer will only be born from these six people, and that is all I can conclude before you come. ”

After saying this, Zhao Wu'an gasped with relief and consciously closed his mouth.

It didn't matter if he didn't shut up, but as soon as he shut up, the entire teahouse was silent for an instant. The tea guests who were scattered around the tables before, because Jiang Lian blocked the door and had no way to leave, were all gathered together by Zhao Wu'an, and they looked at each other at this time, not knowing what to do.

Thanks to this sudden silence, the captain found a gap to speak, and hurriedly asked, "Although what you said is very reasonable, but then again...... Who are you?"

"I am a layman, from Huaixi Jiuda Temple, named Zhao Wu'an, Amitabha. ”

At this point, Zhao Wu'an could still fold his hands with the same face and pronounce a Buddha name.

Jiang Lian admired it very much.

This scoundrel-like answer made the captain unable to get off the stage. However, one yard is one yard, Zhao Wu'an's investigation is indeed very reasonable, but it helped him sort out the scene in the shortest possible time.

While instructing his subordinates to scatter to investigate and protect the scene and collect clues, the head of the box pulled over a bench and sat down, opened the account in his hand, and planned to see what was written in it first, and then deal with Zhao Wu'an, who appeared halfway.

On the account, six characters were written in a red pen "A, B, C, D, and Wuji", with red circles, separated by three inches from each other, and under each word, descriptions of different lengths were written in ink pens.

A, Lu Zhongzhou, forty-two years old, a wealthy merchant in the east of the city, came here to taste tea, and the tea products ordered were two taels of Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots, and seven coins of Shuangjing white buds. I went to the teahouse at four o'clock in the afternoon, and went to the thatched house twice at seven o'clock in the afternoon and three o'clock in the afternoon.

B, Bai Xinyi, twenty-nine years old, the eldest lady of the Bai family in the west of the city, brought three servants to taste tea here, and the tea products ordered were six coins of Guzhu purple bamboo shoots, four coins of gold pieces, and four coins of Pu'er. I didn't go to the teahouse for a while, and I went to the thatched house every four minutes.

C, Zhang Chu, 47 years old, the master of the teahouse, good at making tea cakes, has been weighing the tea leaves needed by the guests in the water room before and after the crime and handed them to the running hall, and shared a room with Lu Shuangquan. Around seven o'clock in the afternoon, the shopkeeper came to say that he wanted a Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots, so he personally brewed one and put it on the table in the water room, but the tea cup disappeared later.

Ding, Lu Shuangquan, nineteen years old, not long after taking office in the tea room, has been working for Zhang Chu before and after the incident, and also heard the shopkeeper's request to Gu Zhu Zizhu, after Zhang Chu made tea, wanted to wait for it to warm up before sending it to the next door, but then disappeared.

E, Cheng Lu, 19 years old, ran in the teahouse, and had been in and out of the backyard several times since the pot was boiled in the water room at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, until the time of the crime. He was the first to discover the body.

Ji, Liang Shi, twenty-three years old, Chengxi Wuguan boxer, went to the teahouse at seven o'clock in the afternoon, and the tea ordered was four money Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots, six money Longjing, and eight money Mengding. I went to the hut once before the second hour, and I went to the hut again every five minutes.

"Good boy, this record is very interesting. The head of the box was surprised, and bursts of hot sweat broke out on the top of his head. Although the accounts are extremely brief, the contents of the records are the most important, and they go straight to the core of the case, judging from the time of the crime and the evidence at the scene, these six people do have the possibility of killing the treasurer.

The head of the chamber vaguely realized that he had met a master, and hurriedly handed over the account book to his subordinates, ordered him to keep it well, and turned his head to find the unfathomable layman, but found that Zhao Wu'an was no longer in place. After looking around the teahouse for a week, there was no trace of the man.

He was taken aback and muttered to himself, "Could it really be that a master from outside the world came and quietly returned after pointing out the way forward......

However, there was not much time left for the captain to sigh. Zhao Wu'an didn't know where he had gone in a blink of an eye, but most of the tea guests gathered around the table were restless and nervous.

After all, he was involved in a murder case, and whether it was related to him or not, tension was always inevitable.

"Captain, what about these people?" finally asked his subordinates first.

The head frowned and pondered for a moment. Although the records given by Zhao Wu'an are clear, they are ultimately not detailed, and it will be difficult to move forward if there are obstacles when solving the case, but if the confessions of these people are to be recorded again at this time, the quality will inevitably decline, and it would be better to return to the case another day.

Thinking of this, he said solemnly: "Six people on the file stayed, and after the others verified their identities, they returned to their residences to wait, and Jin Wuwei came to visit them at any time." ”

"Yes. After receiving the order, the subordinates planned to call everyone sitting around the table to leave.

"Wait. Then suddenly a voice sounded.

The head of the box frowned, who dared to collide with him this time?

Turning his head, he saw that Jiang Lian was still blocking the door with one leg, and said disapprerovingly: "What the layman said is not necessarily true, why does the elder Xiang believe so much in a person who only has one side?"

"This ......" The captain was poked in the sore spot, of course he was unwilling to be deflated, and glared angrily: "This official is about to send his men to verify them one by one, since what he said is true, why not believe it?"

Zhao Wuan just listed the people who had appeared in the backyard before and after the crime and had the opportunity to commit the crime, but he did not rule out the possibility of using a blindfold. To be precise, from the last time someone saw the living shopkeeper to the discovery of the body, everyone in the teahouse was suspicious. Jiang Lian made a loud noise.

"This ......" The head of the box was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know how to refute it for a while, and he was stunned for a long time before he blushed his neck and said: "Then you can tell me what kind of tricks you can use!"

"There are many possible ways to do this, the most likely of which is to falsify the time of death. Jiang Lian's face remained unchanged and said, "When Cheng Lu found the body, it was not four minutes, but it was a full hour before, and no one had seen the shopkeeper, that is to say, he may have died before seven minutes in the afternoon, and he died by other means." The poisoned Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots are the simplest way to cover the eyes. ”

The head of the box was stunned when he heard this, and quickly turned around and rummaged through the account book sent by Zhao Wu'an for a while, then raised his head and said sharply: "You are very wrong about this! Zhang Chu and Lu Shuang can all prove that the shopkeeper came to them at seven o'clock in the afternoon and indicated that they wanted to make a cup of Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots!"

"The water room was so foggy that they couldn't even see each other clearly, let alone see the faces of the people who came. Jiang Lian said, "So, it is entirely possible that the murderer pretended to be the voice of the shopkeeper to ask for this tea after the murder." ”

Such an unbelievable idea made the captain's eyes widen, and many people around him were obviously quite surprised.

The head of the chamber said angrily and angrily: "Such a fantasy is simply picking quarrels and provoking trouble, disrupting Jin Wuwei's handling of the case! Besides, you are obviously also one of the tea customers here, and you also have the possibility of killing the shopkeeper, how can you stay out of the matter like this!"

"Kill the shopkeeper?"

Jiang Lian, who had been guarding the door, seemed to have heard something crazy, and a trace of bitterness appeared in his eyes.

Although Jiang is playing life, he has not lost his heart to the point of murdering his biological father. ”