Not long after Shang Zhuo left—
Lu Jiang came in from outside.
Reported, "My lord, I have sent someone to investigate in the capital, but no blacksmith or weapon shop has ever made a four-inch dagger. They all said that a four-inch dagger has never been seen in the capital, so I have sent someone to check outside the capital, hoping there will be clues."
"Then the portrait sent to the Ministry of Punishment has a result?"
"already… "
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Yu Shaoqing carrying his robe and hurriedly coming, half of his shoes were soaked.
He hurriedly entered the room and bowed, "Your Highness."
"Is something wrong with Yu Shaoqing?"
"There is already news from the Ministry of Justice."
"Say."
He took a pamphlet out of his sleeve and handed it to Jing Rong, saying, "According to the portrait, the Ministry of Punishment searched the capital and learned the names of the seven skeletons, and then handed it over to the Ministry of Household to sort out the death list one by one. Well, it was sent to Dali Temple again, and the lower official hurriedly copied a copy and sent it over."
The criminal department works very fast.
Jingrong opened the booklet!
The deceased's name, age, birth, place of origin...
Very detailed.
"They're all from the capital?"
"Yes."
Jing Rong gave it to Ji Yunshu.
She examined it carefully, silently.
Jing Rong asked Yu Shaoqing, "Is there any other discovery from the Ministry of Punishment?"
"That's all I know for now, but Li Shangshu said that the bones in the autopsy room can be kept for a longer time, but Gao Meng's body may be handed over to those who traveled with him in the next two days and brought back for burial."
"Well, let him do it."
"Yes."
"Could the Ministry of Justice inquire about the relatives and friends of the seven deceased? Have you asked for details?"
"It's still under investigation, and there may be results later. After the official list came out from the Ministry of Households, he sent it over as soon as possible, but he hasn't been to the Ministry of Punishment yet."
Answer them one by one.
Sudden-
Ji Yunshu held the booklet and said, "How strange."
Um
Jing Rong asked, "What's wrong?"
"These people are..."
what are they
Jing Rong, Yu Shaoqing and Lu Jiang all looked at her.
Ji Yunshu raised the pamphlet in his hand and said, "Those seven deceased have one thing in common."
"Common ground?"
"They are all born in a cloudy year, a cloudy moon, a cloudy day, and a cloudy day."
Cloudy year, cloudy moon, cloudy day
Jing Rong took the booklet again and read it again.
"Sure enough!"
Yu Shaoqing wondered, "Even so, what does it have to do with this case?"
"I don't know." She shook her head, "but a hunch tells me that there will never be such a big coincidence. The way the seven deceased died is already very strange, and now I encounter such a coincidence, I think, Maybe it has something to do with how they died."
To put it bluntly, it was her intuition.
After all, how can there be such a coincidence in this world, there are not many people born on a cloudy day in a cloudy year, a cloudy moon, and a cloudy day. How can the murderer kill them all
It would be a pity not to sell lottery tickets!
The crowd fell silent.
Until Jing Rong said, "Where's Gao Meng? When was he born?"
"Oh, I almost forgot about it." Yu Shaoqing slapped his forehead, took out another booklet, handed it over, and said, "This is high and fierce, and it is very detailed, and some of them came to Beijing with him. provided by those people."
Open it up and take a look!
"It is also born on a cloudy day in a cloudy year, a cloudy moon, and a cloudy day."
Uh!
Eight people, all of them.
So, definitely not a coincidence.
Several people looked solemn.
Jing Rong analyzed, "Could it be that the people chosen by the murderer were all born on a cloudy day in a cloudy year, a cloudy month, and a cloudy day? They killed them in a very strange way.
"Sacrificial sacrifice?" Ji Yunshu was shocked, "Why do you say that?"
"Just guessing, this king has been to many places in the six months since he left the capital, and I have heard of a very appalling sacrifice method, which is to tie all people born on the same day to a red-hot iron pole and let them be alive. Burning to death to sacrifice to the gods, but I have only heard about it, but I have never seen it, but on the surface, there are 50 to 60% similarities in this case."
"If that's the case, it's simply too terrifying." Yu Shaoqing couldn't help shivering a few times.
Jing Rong: "But after all, the case has not been found out, so we can't draw a conclusion on it."
Ji Yunshu: "That's right, there are no clues about the mystery of the case, so don't jump to conclusions too early to avoid confusion."
"That's what the lord and Mr. Ji said."
Even if it was just a guess, it was like a cloud of mist, and it became more and more chaotic in the hearts of everyone.
Do not continue!
"Yu Shaoqing, please go back to Dali Temple for the time being and inform the Ministry of Punishment that the names of the seven skeletons correspond to the names of the people. Be sure to ask where the deceased has been before he died? Who did he deal with before he disappeared? Or... Did anything strange happen? Ask them one by one, and don't miss the slightest bit."
"Yes, the next officer will be back."
about to leave-
Yu Shaoqing suddenly asked again, "By the way, when the official came in, I met Mr. Shang at the door. I don't know what he meant by coming here?"
Jing Rong, "That businessman is a good official, he just came here to ask about the case of the dry well."
"I see."
Without further questioning, he hurried away.
Today, I don't know what happened to Prince Rong's mansion. Someone walked on the front foot, and someone entered on the back foot.
As soon as Yu Shaoqing left, Moruo came.
The boy was swaying and unsteady as usual, with a bottle of wine hanging in his hand as usual.
Walk in and out.
He sat down on the chair with one bum, not treating himself as a guest at all.
Jing Rong glanced at him, "You drunkard, what are you doing here?"
"What? You can't come if you have nothing to do?"
"It's just that the smell of alcohol in your body, this king can't stand it."
Mo Ruo pointed at Ji Yunshu, who was calm, "Mr. Ji, who doesn't drink a drop of alcohol, can stand it. You, a big man, are too stingy."
Jing Rong was speechless, "If this king was a stingy person, you would have been thrown out now."
Ha ha.
He smiled and took a sip of wine into his mouth.
Then, squinting his drunken eyes, he said, "I heard that you stayed in Zhangjia Village on the outskirts of the city for one night last night, and there was a murder case?"
Um
This kid's news is quite clever.
"How do you know?" Ji Yunshu said.
He pointed to his ears, "Although I'm not an official, but my ears are very smart, there is nothing that I don't know about in the capital."
"Then tell me, what happened to the dry well case?"
Ji Yunshu threw a question to him.
"It's fine if you don't tell me about this case, but I'm surprised when you say it." He got up and walked towards her, took out the veil that was sent to Yuhua Pavilion before, grabbed it in his hand, and asked, "Mr. Are you kidding me? You said you found something for me to take a look at, why is it empty?"
"Empty?" Ji Yunshu grabbed the veil and frowned, shocked, "What's inside?"
"That's exactly what I came here to ask you!"