Ninety-sixth bowl of soup (seven)
"Look at what you said..." The head teacher laughed twice. "Then Jin Ling is a pillar, and no matter how good she sings, I can't afford to show her if I'm sick, right? I'm a small business, and to support so many people, I need dozens of mouths just to eat. Besides, this drama Taizi opera costumes, rouge, gouache, etc., who can’t spend money? How can I have spare money to see a doctor for Jinling? It’s not that she couldn’t make it by herself, and I asked someone to be buried because of my kindness.”
It is well-founded and convincing, but it is a pity that Xie He doesn't believe a word. He was too lazy to go around in circles with the class leader, so it's better for everyone to open up and say clearly: "Is Jin Ling Sun Shilang's wife?"
The head teacher was shocked: "You can't talk nonsense! You can't talk nonsense!"
"Mrs. Sun has a royal order, but Jin Ling is a lowly actress. If the two are the same person, Sun Shilang is dead, but you are still alive. It is a crime not to report if you know it. Can you keep this Luomei Garden open?" ?” Xie He sneered. "Since you are unwilling to tell the truth, then I won't force you. I will find out sooner or later. At that time, I hope the leader will continue to kill you without knowing anything."
He flicked his sleeves and wanted to leave, which frightened the class leader, "Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir, wait!"
"What else?"
At this moment, Xie He's body was full of evil spirits, and when his face was pulled down, he was even scarier than the Lord of the Underworld. The class leader wiped off his sweat: "Master Sun has passed away, but I have to continue to open this theater. Since you asked, my lord I just believe you once, I believe you can find the murderer who killed Master Sun's family."
"That's right, Jin Ling is Mrs. Sun's wife. Mrs. Sun was just a poor student back then. On the way to Beijing to rush for the exam, he was stolen and entangled. He came to the capital by writing letters for others. When Jin Ling went to sing an opera for a wealthy family, she was I met him on the street. At that time, Mr. Sun was seriously ill and had no money to buy medicine, so he fainted on the street. The carriage that Jin Ling was sitting in happened to pass by. She was a soft-hearted girl, so she asked someone to take Mr. Sun to the carriage ——We are all from poor families, so there is really no defense between men and women. After that, the two of them got to know each other. Later, Mr. Sun’s cousin regretted his marriage with him, but he was not angry at all. In the Imperial Academy, he kept in touch with Jinling in those years. It wasn’t until Mr. Sun left the Imperial Academy to take over as Minister of the Ministry of Industry that he told me that he wanted to marry Jinling and redeem her.”
The class leader said, paused for a moment, and continued: "Jin Ling has no father and no mother. She is an orphan I picked up. Someone likes her and wants to marry her. How can I disagree. Master Sun said that his husband and his wife will meet." I recognize Jinling as an adopted daughter, but the identity of an actor is registered in the household registration of the capital, so people can't let people know that Mrs. Sun married an actor. Even if Mrs. Sun doesn't mind, if it gets out, Jinling's reputation will be ruined. Maybe it will ruin Lord Sun's official career."
"So, you came up with a way to make Jin Ling die of illness and then transform into Sun Shilang's junior sister?"
"I know this is wrong, but at that time there was really no other way." The class leader hurriedly begged for mercy. "Please also thank you, my lord, for being lenient."
Xie He nodded: "What about Yinshuang?"
"Yin Shuang is a little beggar that Jin Ling picked up outside. Jin Ling worshiped her as a sister. The reason why she didn't leave earlier was because she was worried about Yin Shuang." He glanced at him, unable to see what he meant. "Yin Shuang refused to go with Jin Ling, so she wanted to stay here. Jin Ling asked Mr. Sun to visit her every two weeks, and sent some money along the way, saying that I can't let me support her for nothing."
It can be seen from this that both Shilang Sun and Mrs. Sun are kind and righteous people. But... Xie He asked: "Is Yinshuang happy with Mrs. Sun?"
The leader's face turned pale, "How...how does this little one know? Yinshuang is dull and doesn't like to talk, but every time Mr. Sun comes, he only waits for half a cup of tea. These two people shouldn't... right?"
Whether there is, now only Yinshuang is left to know. But the girl's mouth was so tight that she couldn't pry it open, and it was impossible to get any useful information from her.
"The class leader said so, Sun Shilang and his wife are good people, and they shouldn't have any grudges with others." Qing Huan propped her chin, "Then since it's not a grudge, it should be because they knew something they shouldn't know and were silenced." ?”
Either seek revenge, or silence, there is no other possibility.
"Master Sun is always cautious and cautious, and will never commit crimes." The class leader said immediately.
"I see. If you think of anything, remember to send someone to tell me immediately."
Seeing that Xie He turned to leave, the class leader asked tremblingly: "Then, Mr. Xie... About Jin Ling..."
"What's the matter?" Xie He asked flatly. "I do not know how?"
The class leader was immediately overjoyed and thanked again and again. After Xie He and Qing Huan left Luomei Garden, they went to Wu Zuo's place, and looked at the cause of death of the Sun family again, feeling more and more strange.
Except for Sun Shilang, all of them were killed with a single knife. Except for the knife in the throat, Sun Shilang also had a long bloodstain on his arm, and I don't know where it came from. Wu Zuo compared the sharp instruments present, but none of them matched, but the only thing that was certain was that the cause of Sun Shilang's death had nothing to do with the wound on his arm, but the same knife that cut his throat.
What was it that caused the wound
Thin and long, with a bone-deep bone, Sun Shilang was injured on the arm first, and then he was killed with a single knife. It happened to be Xiu Mu that day, how could he be injured like this at home? And the wound didn't have time to be bandaged, Wu Zuo checked the wound, and before he was killed with a knife, Sun Shilang had already lost too much blood.
In other words, before that tragedy happened, he also had someone who wanted to kill him. Because there was only one possibility for the injury to his right arm—someone was holding a sharp object and trying to kill him, so he subconsciously raised his hand to protect himself.
That person is very likely to be acquainted with Sun Shilang, otherwise there is no way to explain why Sun Shilang didn't report to the police but went home first after being injured.
Where can he go on the day of rest
Little Pomegranate saw Qing Huan from afar, she was about to get down from Master Yang's arms, and staggered towards this side. Qing Huan squatted down, and he threw himself into her arms, waving his little hand happily, just happened to knock off the hairpin that tied Qing Huan's hair.
The thin silver hairpin with no extra decorations fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Xie He suddenly remembered that the first time she saw Yinshuang, she was sitting in the yard lost in thought, with a very delicate butterfly hairpin on her head, because the butterfly wings trembled slightly, Xie He paid attention to it. But the second time, when Yinshuang came to the capital on her own initiative, her head was very plain, with nothing left.
As soon as he patted his thigh, he stood up and ran outside.
Master Yang was at a loss: "This person is in such a hurry, he ran outside as soon as he came back, what's the matter?"
Qing Huan smiled slightly, and nodded Little Pomegranate's nose: "Probably because of a stomachache."
"Oh." The fat-hearted Master Yang smiled and stroked his beard, "I do this occasionally, and once this feeling is strong, I can't resist it." After speaking, I remembered that there was a delicate little girl in front of me, not his group. The subordinate like an animal, his old face flushed instantly, he glanced quietly and saw that Qing Huan was talking with little pomegranate, as if he didn't pay attention to what he said, he was relieved.
As a result, half an hour later, Xie He arrested Yinshuang, and at the same time brought a proof - a butterfly hairpin. The hairpin is silver, with a thin and pointed tail, it was a gift from Jinling when she was married.
Then she used this gift to stab Jinling's husband, Sun Shilang.
Wu Zuo compared the wound and found that the wound on Sun Shilang's arm was caused by this hairpin. But Yinshuang refused to say anything, she just sat there, no matter what Xie He asked, what kind of evidence or question he gave, she didn't answer anything as if she didn't hear it.
It's like an old monk entering meditation.
This hairpin alone cannot convict Yinshuang. First of all, Sun Shilang was only injured, not dead. Secondly, this hairpin is obviously impossible to be the murder weapon in the massacre of the Sun family, not to mention that Yinshuang has no ability to kill There are more than twenty people in the Sun family.
But did it happen that day, why did she stab Sun Shilang, and what did she know... Yinshuang refused to say a word.
In the end, he had no choice but to let her go.
Yinshuang asked to take the hairpin away, Master Yang agreed, and it was useless to keep it anyway. When Yinshuang left, she inserted the hairpin into her temples. She didn't wear it when she came to the capital that day, because she didn't want to be noticed. Now everyone knows Now, she didn't hide it.
Mrs. Sun treated her so well, and Sun Shilang took care of her. Why did she kill Sun Shilang
No one knows this.
Three days later, the leader of Luomeiyuan sent someone to report that Yinshuang committed suicide by taking poison!
Master Yang immediately took Xie He to Luomeiyuan. Yinshuang was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and her complexion black and blue. Wu Zuo stepped forward to conduct a preliminary autopsy and confirmed that she died of taking arsenic. It looked like a suicide, with no other wounds on his body.
But Lord Yang and Xie He soon realized something was wrong.
"You said that Yinshuang hasn't been out since she came back?"
The class leader nodded: "I asked the gatekeeper, and she really hasn't gone out. She has lived in this yard for three days and hasn't gone anywhere."
"Then where did the red mud on the sole of her shoe come from?" Xie He asked.
The bottom of Yinshuang's embroidered shoes was stained with red mud. If she hadn't been out for three days, it would be impossible to get it on. This red mud is used to professionally grow rare and precious flowers. How could there be such a theater garden
"Also, where did her butterfly hairpin go?"
Xie He had already sent someone to search, but the butterfly hairpin was not found in the entire room, as if it had disappeared suddenly. Yinshuang liked this hairpin so much, she couldn't have committed suicide without wearing it on her head.