The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

Chapter 658: Intervals and nighttime

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The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The dim and obscure lights slowly moved in the corridor, and under the dim light, the red beams and pillars on both sides couldn't help but restrain their joy, and a layer of dizziness became faint.

At the same time, a babble-like murmur, in the swaying sound of the wind, murmured intermittently—

"Death... injustice... corpse... dead... life... right!"

The light suddenly stopped, and when it was raised a little, a majestic and mighty man was reflected, but it was not the second grandfather Sun who had just returned from the crime scene. Who else could it be

I saw him turn around and leave the corridor, rushing to the lower courtyard on the left and right. When he got close, he didn't bother to raise his hand to knock on the door, so he only shouted inside, "Zhao Nan! Zhao Nan!"

However, it turned out that he had just inferred the case while walking, and suddenly remembered the matter of agreeing to Liu Xianglian, so he turned here to explain, so as not to delay any further.

After shouting two or three times, Zhao Nan responded in a panic, and followed the soles of his feet to slap the bluestone slab, but he didn't even bother to put on his shoes, so he hurriedly greeted him.

Seeing Zhao Nan rushing out disheveled, Sun Shaozong's face sank, and he scolded, "How can you be so frizzy? If there are female relatives present, how can you get it?"

"Damn it!"

Then Zhao Nan knelt down with a thud in front of the door, walked a few steps to the front, and grabbed the tunnel with his head: "I also ask the master to punish."

"Stop pretending to be pitiful for me."

Sun Shaozong raised his foot and hooked his shoulder, helped this fellow straighten his back, and said straight to the point: "Tomorrow, you can go directly to Dali Temple to find Liu Xianggong, and he will arrange his own errands for you."

These days, Zhao Nan, apart from helping to roast venison, has no serious errands anymore. Zao Xian panicked, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but kowtowed repeatedly, "Thank you, sir, for your praise, thank you. Lord lift it up!"

"Go back to sleep."

Sun Shaozong threw his sleeves and walked away without saying a word.

That Zhao Nan continued to kowtow until the lights disappeared around the corner, then he ran from the ground and returned to the room shivering as if flying.

Feeling in the dark, he leaned against the wall to the north end of the Datong Kang, and was about to rub off the dirt from the soles of his feet, and then got into the hot bed, when someone suddenly asked, "Manzi, why did the second master call you just now?"

Hearing the word 'barbarian', Zhao Nan felt very unhappy, but he pretended to smile and said indifferently: "It's nothing, the master saw that I still recognized a few words, so he ordered me to go to the yamen to be a willow. Your son's help."

The questioner fell silent immediately.

But when Zhao Nan rustled into the quilt, someone on the chaise bunk started cursing, "Rite mother, even a barbarian climbed on top of us..."

After a while, the cursing stopped abruptly.

Yingyingchuochuo, I heard someone scolding: "Second Master's order... If you don't want to live, don't be implicated..."

Zhao Nan covered his head in the quilt, sneered a few times with disdain, turned his face but muttered something silently: 'The barbarians and the Chinese are the Chinese', carefully arranging the collar to look like a right rib.

However, he said that Sun Shaozong left the people's residence, but he did not return to his small courtyard, but went to the study alone to rest.

Not to mention the fact that I have just touched a dead person, it is a bit unlucky after all. From the perspective of hygiene alone, I should take a shower first, and then contact my wives, concubines and children.

He drank the well water, and washed his hands and face with fragrant pancreas repeatedly, and his spirits could not be lifted.

Left and right were solitary sleepless nights, and Ion Night was still a long way off, so Sun Shaozong simply lit two butter candles the thickness of his arms, spread out the Four Treasures of the Study, and continued to scrutinize the two poisoning cases that happened today.

The two cases have many similarities, but also many differences.

In the same way, Wang Baochang and Wei Bantou died in a remote house rented by others. The method of death was almost the same as that of Wei Bantou. They were both bitten to death by poisonous insects that had been placed in the box in advance.

The difference is that the poison in Wang Baochang is very different from that of Wei Bantou, and it is almost impossible for it to come from the same poisonous insect.

In addition, there were no burn marks left by the ceremony on Wang Baochang's body.

And then there is…

After transcribing the commonalities and differences between the two parties on paper, the next step is to confirm the doubts and clues in the known information.

First of all, both courtyards were rented a few months ago, but according to the confessions of neighbors, they have always been vacant, and no one has ever been seen.

At the same time, two courtyards were rented, and they were both vacant for several months. Isn't it just prepared to kill people

This strange point, Sun Shaozong has long raised.

Therefore, Zhao Wuwei, Governor Qi and others are now working overtime to search the two houses to see if there are other clues.

Another doubt is how the two of them died.

It is now the third day of the tenth lunar month, and there are still three days before the official start of winter. However, because of a heavy snowfall a few days ago, the temperature in the capital has actually entered winter ahead of schedule.

In this kind of weather, even if the bugs didn't hibernate, they should be completely frozen-to use it as a murder trap temporarily, I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult.

And there are many ways to kill, why do you have to use poisonous insects

The only reasonable explanation is that the murderer has been keeping this thing, and even resorted to geothermal heat to maintain the activities of the poisonous insects in winter.

As for the purpose of this...

Perhaps it is similar to a later master surnamed Wang.

However, Master Wang is only looking for money, and now this master of raising poisonous insects is trying to make money and kill his life without delay.

And then there is…

knock knock knock

Sun Shaozong was mulling over and over again, when he heard a knock on the door outside, he couldn't help frowning.

Back then, in order to carry out the Six Disorders in the Southern Border, I once explained to the servants in the house that the study was the place where important official duties were handled. Except for the cheap eldest brother, others were not instructed to approach it at will.

What kind of bad rule is this

Unhappy Sun Shaozong got up and went to the outside room, and asked through the door panel, but heard Zhao Zhongji pay and say carefully: "I didn't dare to disturb the second master, but this suddenly sent a letter from the north, and I was afraid that the business would be delayed. ,talent… "

crunch~

Before he could finish speaking, Sun Shaozong opened the courtyard door and spread his hands, "Where's the letter? Let me see it!"

According to the original plan, in a few days, the Shenji Battalion led by Sun Shaozu should complete the drill and return to the capital.

At this time, I suddenly brought a letter from home. Could it be that there is something wrong

Thinking like this, Sun Shaozong didn't even bother to open the cover, so he ripped off the cover, shook off the letter, and instructed Zhao Zhongji to pick up the lantern, and then he scanned the cover first, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that Sun Shaozu said in the letter that because of the heavy snow a few days ago, the black water moth was hit by disaster, so he sent people to loot the territory of Dazhou.

Because those Mole people are very brave in field battles, Dazhou guards mostly guard the door.

Only Sun Shaozu was delighted to see the hunter, and he took hundreds of his troops to set up an ambush in the narrow and long, severely injured a barbarian and horse, and even captured the grandson of a certain tribe's chief leader alive.

After that, Sun Shaozu led his troops to retreat into Shanhaiguan, and sent people to the capital to report the victory—to be precise, he asked to send a few more troops of the Shenji battalion to continue the anti-sweeping campaign.

Look at this, the cheap brother will not return to Beijing before the spring of next year.

Of course, these are mainly for the court to see, and they are just a passing mention in the home book.

The real point of the family letter is actually to suggest that Sun Shaozong should take it easy, at least wait until he returns, and then continue to work hard for reproduction with Jia Yingchun, so as not to be seen by others.

After reading the family letter, Sun Shaozong was quite speechless. He tucked it into his sleeves and ordered Zhao Zhongji to prepare some meals and bring them to the study. Only half full.

When I first returned to the house, I didn't feel how, but now I am really hungry.

Back in the room, Sun Shaozong took out the book and re-scanned it twice under the lamp. After confirming that there was no useful information missing, he set it on fire and burned it into a pile of fly ashes.

As soon as the pile of ashes was disposed of, there was another knock on the door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked!"

Sun Shaozong responded with a probe, and saw that the courtyard door was one point to the left and right, two little maids walked in front with lanterns, and a tall and plump beautiful girl in the back was carrying a food box, but it was the second sister You who just had a leg injury.

She hurried a few steps to the front, first bowed to Sun Shaozong and said Wanfu, then turned around and ordered the two maids outside, and then carried the food box in.

Seeing that Second Sister You put the food box on the round table, she began to cook the dishes with ease. Sun Shaozong couldn't help but wonder, "I asked Zhao Zhongji to pass the meal, but how did it get to you?"

"Sister Rong asked the little kitchen to prepare for the lord, but the slave just borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha, and took the opportunity to ask the lord for some housework."

Second Sister You said, first put a pair of ivory chopsticks with both hands, and then poured a glass of 30-year-old soju before placing it in front of Sun Shaozong.

Sun Shaozong picked up the hot and sour dried bamboo shoots first, took a sip of the shochu, and then asked with a smile, "Is there any housework that your sister Rong can't handle, and you want to tell me at night?"

"Is this..."

Second Sister You pretended to be hesitant to pull the veil and said shyly: "Sister Xiangling pleads for Caixia, and Sister Rong also agrees, and it is discussed to arrange her in my room."

Speaking of this, she hurriedly waved her hand and said, "It's not that I don't want to, Master is so spirited, I don't have any sisters to share the burden! It's just..."

She squeezed into Sun Shaozong's ear and whispered a few words.

Sun Shaozong burst into laughter when he heard it. He took her in his arms and joked, "You are a 'greedy mouth'! Stop, stop, I'll give you a lot of money in the future!"

Second Sister You couldn't help being overjoyed when she heard it, she quickly pursed her lips, made a leather cup and put soju in her pocket, and drank it with Sun Shaozong.

During the period, I couldn't help swallowing a little. The 30 years of aging is very strong, and she is a shallow person. Before I know it, I am three-point drunk and seven-point flattering, and I peel off the front and open the skirt. , the white jade meat worm also seems to be teasing.

After a while, Sun Shaozong couldn't hold back, and he didn't care that there were still two little maids waiting outside, so he swept the wine and vegetables aside, and fit in...

There is a poem half-que:

The flowers and trees are moist, the roots are strong and the branches are proud.

—Song Yu Liangneng