Zhou Jingyu looked at Mu Lingzhen and tried to argue for himself: Who is the little person! I am a famous ...... in this city" "Three hands!" (modern meaning refers to thieves) Mu Lingzhen said jokingly, Zhou Jingyu looked at Mu Lingzhen with puzzled eyes:

"What are the three hands? I am the three divine hands, not the three hands. Mu Lingzhen said indifferently: "Isn't it okay for the two to have similar meanings, is it necessary to distinguish them so clearly?

Zhou Jingyu opened the file and read it for a while, then said: "This is to say that the murderer killed three people, three time periods. The times are Ximen Shen, Ximen Youshi and Ximen Xu. However, today, the murderer killed people at the south gate, and the three people who died were children, women, and a big man. ”

Mu Lingzhen sat aside, holding her chin with both hands and meditating: "This case seems to be easy, but it is not simple. Zhou Jingyu, you go and find me all their birthdays. Zhou Jingyu patted his chest and assured Mu Lingzhen: "Don't worry! ”

"That's it, it's not too early, let's go back early!" After Mu Lingzhen finished speaking, he picked up the file and went back to the palace of King Qi, as for Zhou Jingyu, he was trying to find a way to find the deceased's birthday. However, Mu Lingzhen was not familiar with the road, so she wandered around the city for a long time before finding the location of the Qi Wangfu, but when she arrived at the Qi Wangfu, it was already the time (seven to nine o'clock in the evening).

Mu Lingzhen came to Xiyin Pavilion, and Ling Ying hadn't rested at this time: "Why did you only come back now?" Ling Ying asked while reading a book. Mu Lingzhen poured herself a cup of tea, sat casually and drank it while replying to Ling Ying: "Back to the prince, I... Lost. ”

Ling Ying put down the book in his hand and looked at Mu Lingzhen: "Why didn't you ask Zhou Jingyu to send you back?" "He's checking some things for me, so he doesn't have time." Mu Lingzhen put the teacup aside, took out the file from his sleeve and placed it on Ling Ying's desk.

Ling Ying picked up the file and asked Mu Lingzhen, "Have you found anything?" Mu Lingzhen said with a smile on her face: "I didn't find anything, but I roughly know the basis for the murderer's crime." If I'm guessing correctly, the murderer committed the crime because of that. ”

"What?" Ling Ying asked puzzled, Mu Lingzhen looked at Ling Ying and drank the tea. "Wait and see!" A smile appeared on Mu Lingzhen's face, and Ling Ying still snorted in that arrogant tone, "Then I'll wait and see." Early the next morning, Zhou Jingyu sent the deceased's birthday eight characters over, and after Mu Lingzhen took a look, he asked King Qi to send someone to find the person who was born at noon at the south gate. Several hours later, someone came to report, and King Qi immediately called Mu Lingzhen to Xiyin Pavilion.

As soon as Mu Lingzhen heard the news, he immediately came to the palace of King Qi. "Lord Wang, is there any news?" King Qi threw a bamboo book to Mu Lingzhen, but Mu Lingzhen didn't open it to read: "You know, I can't read." ”

There seemed to be a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone, and Ling Ying looked at Mu Lingzhen with disdain: "Who said that this king is for you, this king wants you to throw away this bamboo book." Mu Lingzhen didn't think about it when she heard it, so she threw the bamboo book out with her backhand (this is her bad habit, she loves to throw things), and it happened to hit the Jin King Shumo who came to play with King Qi.

King Jin was hit on the head by this sudden bamboo book, and as a result, he fell off the stairs unexpectedly, and Mu Lingzhen heard something in the room, and immediately ran out to see what was happening. It's okay not to look at it, but it almost scared her so much that she lost her soul.

"King Jin!" Mu Lingzhen was frightened by this sudden thing, King Jin slowly stood up, and covered his forehead with his hand and said: "This king is really unlucky, who threw this bamboo book?"

Mu Lingzhen immediately knelt down: "Back to the King of Jin, it was thrown by the slave." "Mu Lingzhen thought that King Jin would punish her greatly, but who knows... He just pushed her head with his finger and said, "You, you're too bold, it's okay, if you hit someone else, see what you do!" Mu Lingzhen was a little flattered, and she asked flatly: "King Jin, don't you blame me?"

Who knows, the king of Jin said something like this: "How dare this king! If my second brother knows that I blame you, he will not destroy me!" Is it such an exaggeration? Mu Lingzhen thought secretly in her heart.