From outside came the sound of someone's footsteps going upstairs, followed by the familiar voice of the skinny boy:
"Guest officers, I'm sorry." The thin little Er stammered a little, "Something happened on the second floor..."
"Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu is here, you still have to give us an explanation today!" Someone said angrily.
Skinny Er's hesitant voice sounded again soon: "Second...the second floor...dead..."
This time, the surrounding area became quiet.
"Boom—"
There was another burst of muffled thunder in the sky.
Episode 8: Xiao Yi X Nangong Yue 2 Murder Case
As the news of the dead person on the second floor spread, the atmosphere in the inn became a bit eerie and weird, and even the continuous thunder outside seemed to become louder, pressing towards this side like a galloping horse.
When Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue came to the second floor together, there were already five or six guests in the corridor on the second floor, as well as the fat boy. They all gathered in front of a guest room at the end of the corridor, whispering to each other. .
As soon as Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue walked to the door, they saw the woman in Tsing Yi who was standing outside warmly greeted Nangong Yue, "Sister, you were woken up too? You better stop looking, it's scary "The woman seemed to have arrived in a hurry, and her hair was still messy.
Nangong Yue smiled slightly, and said warmly: "Thank you for your concern, elder sister. I have studied medicine with my grandfather since I was a child, and there are no taboos."
The woman in Tsing Yi was a little surprised, "Sister, you look soft and weak, but you are straightforward in your words and deeds! Just like my temper!"
His Ah Yue is naturally likable! Xiao Yi hooked the corner of his mouth with a smile, looking at Nangong Yue with sparkling eyes.
"This is"
Suddenly, a terrified and trembling male voice sounded somewhat familiar from behind.
Nangong Yue couldn't help turning her head to look, only to see Master Na Ding standing behind them at some point, looking at the guest room with a pale face.
Mrs. Ding also came. She changed into a pair of ginger-yellow embroidered skirts with eight clusters of flowers. Holding the handkerchief, she coughed lightly again. She shrank behind Master Ding, as if she was frightened.
Nangong Yue also looked into the room, and at a glance, she saw a woman in a white coat lying sideways on the floor beside a round table, with half of her face exposed, her skin was so pale that there was no trace of blood, that lifeless Eyeballs bulged out, black blood dripped from the lips, and the red lips that were painted with lipstick became more alluring and terrifying.
Even if Nangong Yue doesn't go in, she can be sure that the woman is dead, died of poisoning.
After a while, there was another sound of footsteps, and the owner of the inn finally arrived panting, sweating profusely, and wrinkled on his forehead and heart with worry.
He has opened this inn for more than 20 years, and this is the first time he has encountered a murder case!
"Little girl! How did your wife die?" The boss shot sharp eyes at a little girl in Tsing Yi, who was twelve or thirteen years old, with a very thin figure, no blood on her little face, and Trembling like chaff.
"I don't know either. Madam woke up thirsty in the middle of the night and thought the tea was cold, so she said she wanted hot tea, so I went to the kitchen to pour hot water for Madam. When I came back, I saw Madam had vomited blood and died! "
The girl in Tsing Yi covered her small face with both hands, tears overflowing from between her fingers.
Nangong Yue frowned slightly, and noticed that there were several scald marks on the little girl's wrists exposed from the cuffs, including both new wounds and old scars.
The boss frowned even tighter, cupped his fists at everyone present, and said apologetically, "Guest officers, I have disturbed everyone. Now that there is a murder case here, I can only ask you to stay in the shop for the time being. I will let Xiao Second, go to the government to report the case"
Afterwards, the boss sent the skinny Er to report the crime in a hurry.
As for the others, they all went downstairs to sit in the lobby on the first floor. There was a murder case here, and everyone's faces were not very good-looking, and they were still in shock and fidgeting.
After a moment of silence in the lobby, the woman in Tsing Yi was the first to say: "Second brother, I remember that lady's surname is Zhong?"
"That's Mrs. Zhong." Fat Xiaoer nodded with difficulty.
The woman in Tsing Yi sighed, and sighed: "I even talked to Miss Zhong when she came down for dinner yesterday. She is a miserable person. I heard that the man has been gone for several years. I didn't expect that even she herself, I think the way she vomits black blood seems to be poisoned, right?"
Thinking of the scene he saw just now, Fat Xiaoer felt a sense of nausea churning in his stomach.
"What a miserable person?" The boss snorted angrily, "It's a romantic person!"
When the boss said this, he immediately attracted the curious eyes of others.
Under the questioning of the woman in Tsing Yi, the boss just said that Mrs. Zhong was an oiran when she was young, and later she became a good woman when she was old. Since she lost her man three years ago, she has been with the town. Many men outside have a hard time, and everyone around her family knows that she is a half-closed door.
The woman in Tsing Yi couldn't help blurting out: "Then she came here, could it be?"
A private meeting with a lover? !
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, most of them had the same thoughts in their hearts, so they looked at the little girl in Tsing Yi with proving eyes.
The little girl lowered her head and shook her head desperately, her voice was like a mosquito: "Madam has many things that I don't want to know."
After another moment of silence in the lobby, the boss said calmly: "Anyway, when the people from the government come, they will naturally know."
Not only did the boss not feel sorry for Mrs. Zhong, but he also felt that he had been cheated by that woman! In the future, if others know that he has died here, how will they do business? !
Thinking about it, the boss wanted to sigh again. He managed to regain his composure, and said again: "I disturbed the sleep of all the guests tonight, and I asked the kitchen to make some desserts for everyone."
The boss made a gesture to Fat Xiao Er, and Fat Xiao Er responded.
The lobby was completely quiet, and most people were in no mood to talk, only listening to the continuous sound of rain outside the window
Half an hour later, the hot white fungus and red date soup was served, and everyone began to drink the sweet soup. There were noisy voices of people, horses and cars outside, which was particularly eye-catching in this unpopular early morning.
Everyone subconsciously put down the white-and-blue flower bowls and spoons in their hands, looked up at the door, and vaguely guessed that someone from the government should have arrived. ..
Outside the door, there was a cloudy gray sky in the rainy sky, and it seemed that it was almost midnight.
After a while, I heard the sound of messy footsteps getting closer, and a dozen men in coir raincoats stepped across the threshold aggressively, bringing moisture all over their bodies. After they took off their coir raincoats, they revealed the same style of green clothes and silk hats inside. They were the government servants, and the thin little Er and a middle-aged man who looked like a gangster followed behind those servants.
The boss hurried up to meet him, cupped his fists at the leader of a middle-aged man and said, "Boss He, it's late at night, thank you for your hard work."
The head of the team, He was not in the mood to greet him, and said directly with a straight face: "Take me and Liu Yuzuo to see the corpse first."
A group of people stomped upstairs again, leaving two police officers guarding outside the gate.
At this moment, most of the people were not in the mood to eat any desserts, and they couldn't help but look in the direction of the stairs, and only—
"Ah Yue, you don't like this white fungus soup?" Xiao Yi looked at Nangong Yue and asked with concern, "What do you want to eat? How about I ask the kitchen to cook some pumpkin porridge for you?"
A few words made those eyes focus on Xiao Yi and his wife again.
The woman in Tsing Yi immediately noticed that this young and handsome young man looked too leisurely, as if he didn't care at all that there was a murder in this inn, and he didn't care that the people from the government had just arrived
Nangong Yue naturally felt the scrutiny of other people, and almost touched her forehead.
Just as she was about to say something, she heard footsteps of "deng, deng, deng" again, and several policemen headed by He Bantou came downstairs again.
He Bantou stopped in front of the crowd, looked around the crowd, and asked the boss, "Boss Huang, are everyone here?"
"Yes, yes, Boss He." Boss Huang nodded repeatedly, "Since last night, there are only these customers and a few of us in the shop, and no one has left the inn after nightfall."
"That is to say, the murderer who put arsenic in Mrs. Zhong's tea is among these people." Bantou He squinted his eyes, looking at everyone with sharp eyes like a sword.
In other words, someone among them poisoned the tea and murdered Mrs. Zhong? Everyone couldn't help but looked at each other, feeling chills in their hearts.
The old man sitting in the corner raised his voice and said: "We are strangers to Mrs. Zhong, where is the chance to poison her?" Then, the old man pointed to the little girl in Tsing Yi, "If you talk about poisoning, the best chance is to poison her." Isn't it her?"
The other two or three guests also echoed repeatedly, and the little girl in Tsing Yi was so frightened that she plopped to her knees on the ground, Huarong denied it palely: "It's not me! It's really not me!"
He Bantou frowned, and scolded everyone in a cold voice: "No noise is allowed! Everyone here is suspicious! Now take out all your guides, and tell me where you are all at night, wait for me Check it out one by one first."
Afterwards, Bantou He brought his arresters over to check the directions of the crowd.
Under Xiao Yi's gaze, Nangong Yue silently speeded up the progress of drinking the sweet soup. When Bantou He came to the two of them, she just swallowed the last mouthful of sweet soup.
He Bantou, as a catcher, naturally has seen countless people, but it is the first time he has seen such a young couple with outstanding looks, especially this young son. According to him, even the most famous opera troupe in nearby Heyucheng, Lixiangyuan The Xiaosheng here is not as handsome as this young man. Could it be that this young man in the troupe abducted the young lady from which mansion and eloped
While thinking about it, Bantou He asked harshly, "Where's Lu Yin for the two of you?"
When going out, Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue naturally prepared guides, Xiao Yi immediately took out two bamboo pieces from his sleeve and passed them over.
He Bantou looked carefully at the guides of the two, and asked Xiao Yi, "Your name is Lin Yi? You are from Luoyue City?"
Xiao Yi played with a white porcelain teacup and nodded casually.
After Bantou He confirmed that there was no problem with Lu Yin, he returned it to Xiao Yi, and then asked, "Where were you and your wife last night?"
"In the middle of the night, of course I slept in my own room." Xiao Yi replied naturally.
Not only Xiao Yi answered this way, but most of the people present gave this answer, and only Mrs. Ding stayed up all night because of her persistent cough. Her maid Xia Lian was by her side, which proved that she did not leave across the room. The woman in Tsing Yi who lives next door also said that she heard Mrs. Ding's cough when she got up at night.
He Bantou's complexion was not very good. It was bad enough to be called here before dawn. He only wanted to settle the case quickly, bring the suspect back to the county government office, and make up for it again. However, now it seems that this case may not be that simple.
He Bantou pondered for a while, and said to everyone: "You all go back to your room to rest first, but no one is allowed to leave this inn. I'll go back and report to the magistrate, and wait for the magistrate to make a decision!"
Some of the guests showed unwillingness and muttered "I still have to hurry" Yunyun, but they didn't dare to rush to Bantou He to make trouble. There is a saying that "people don't fight with officials", besides, who made them unlucky to meet What about murder!
Everyone went upstairs one after another while chatting, and suddenly, a clear male voice said with a smile: "Master Ding, is this square handkerchief yours?"
Everyone followed the sound and saw the purple-robed young man named "Lin Yi" holding a water-green handkerchief in his right hand, looking at Master Ding walking in front of him with a smile.
Master Ding stared at the square handkerchief, his pupils shrank slightly, his eyes flashed with embarrassment, and he was about to speak, when the woman in Tsing Yi shouted excitedly: "This is the handkerchief of that Mrs. Zhong!"
While talking, the woman in Tsing Yi strode to Xiao Yi's side, then bowed her head to look carefully at the handkerchief, then pointed to the mandarin duck embroidered on it and said: "I remember this pair of mandarin ducks. I reminded Mrs. Zhong before that It’s true that Yuan did not have eyes, this must belong to Mrs. Zhong.”
For a moment, everyone's eyes, including those police officers, were all on Master Ding, with scrutiny and suspicion.
Master Ding hurriedly explained: "I picked up this handkerchief before. My wife also has a handkerchief with a similar color. I thought it was hers, so I put it in my sleeve pocket."
Bantou He looked at Master Ding suspiciously, his eyes were sharp as if he wanted to see through him. After a while, he said in a deep voice as if exhorting and admonishing: "Master Ding, please be sure to stay in the inn!"
After leaving six yamen guards at the inn to guard everyone, Captain He hurried away with a few people
Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi went back to their guest room to rest. Nangong Yue fell asleep on the bed again. This time, she was awakened from her dream by a hysterical cry:
"Dead! Someone died again!"
The sky outside has long been brightened, and the sound of rain does not know when it will stop
Episode 8: Xiao Yi X Nangong Yue 3 Serial
"He's dead again!"
Outside the guest room, Xiaoer's shrill and terrified shouts faded away with the sound of stomping downstairs; in the guest room, Nangong Yue, who was fully awake, tried to sit up, but was pushed back by a strong arm around her shoulders .
Beside the pillow, Xiao Yi's hoarse voice reached Nangong Yue's ears: "It's just past time, Ah Yue, you didn't sleep for a few hours last night, sleep a little longer." He coaxed gently.
During the conversation, the outside became even more noisy, and guests opened the door and questioned voices from time to time.
"Why did this happen again?"
"But isn't the yamen's clerk still in the inn?"
"This prisoner is too bold to kill two people!"
"..."
While those people were talking, they also went downstairs one after another.
Nangong Yue turned over and looked at Xiao Yi face to face. His eyes were clear, and it was obvious that he had been awake for a long time.
"Ayi, I also want to sleep for a while, but..." Nangong Yue yawned lazily. Before she could say anything, she heard the sound of "gurgling" from her abdomen.
Nangong Yue covered her stomach, wrinkled her face, and said solemnly: "A Yi, I'm hungry."
I don't know if it's because she hardly slept in the second half of the night, but she is now hungry.
Xiao Yi was a little surprised, startled, couldn't help laughing, sat up first, and then deliberately said in a delicate voice: "Crown Princess, let Yi'er help you get up."
After being married for many years, Nangong Yue has long been used to him having to perform a show from time to time, so she raised her hand calmly, motioning for him to help her up.
Washing, cleansing, dressing, putting on socks and shoes, and combing her hair, Xiao Yi also felt a bit smooth when doing these things. The braids she braided neatly made Nangong Yue look young. how old.
Nangong Yue looked at herself in the bronze mirror with satisfaction, then got up and went downstairs with Xiao Yi.
This time, the dead man's room was clearly on the second floor again.
At the door of the second guest room from the stairs, two clerks stood guard there, and there were many guests gathered at the door, even the stairs were a bit congested.
Those people were discussing in whispers, with sighs on their faces.
Nangong Yue frowned, remembering something. She still remembered that this room should be the room of Master Ding and Mrs. Ding, could it be that...
The next moment, a rough male voice answered the doubts in her heart: "Hey, tell me, why did Master Ding hang himself so well?"
Immediately afterwards, several other voices joined the discussion in a hurry:
"The man barged in the door backwards, and the life is as you can imagine, that's aggrieved!"
"Who knows if he committed suicide? Maybe the murderer shot again last night and hung him up?"
"Hard to say!"
"Hey, tell me... is there some murderous murderer lurking in this inn?"
"Brother, don't you scare me?!"
"..."
Nangong Yue quickened her pace and went down the stairs, but she didn't go to the lobby on the first floor. Instead, she walked towards the guest room of Master Ding. The office guard guarding the door immediately stopped her, and said expressionlessly: "Idlers are not allowed to enter! "
Nangong Yue didn't intend to go in, she stood at the door, she just wanted to take a look at the scene.
From her angle, one can see at a glance a figure in a white jacket hanging from the beam in the room, with his back facing the door, his feet dangling slightly in mid-air, and the floor directly below is a mess, A red lacquered wooden round stool fell to the ground, surrounded by fragments of smashed celadon teapots and cups, the tea was flowing freely, and the charcoal fire in the charcoal basin was still burning...
"Ah Yue, aren't you hungry?" Xiao Yi walked over and said dissatisfied.
Nangong Yue turned around, took his hand and smiled flatteringly, "Let's go downstairs and have breakfast."
The two came and left in a hurry, causing the two yamen servants to look at each other. They always felt that the words and deeds of the two young couples were inappropriate: two people died in this inn! Would ordinary people still be so calm when encountering such an unlucky thing
When Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue came to the lobby on the first floor, they found that most of the guests had gathered there, drinking tea and talking, and the most striking one was probably Mrs. Ding.
Mrs. Ding was sitting in the corner, holding a handkerchief in her hand. On her pale oval face, tears trickled down from her pair of sleeping phoenix eyes. Her figure was trembling slightly, like a delicate flower being ravaged by the wind and rain.
The woman in Tsing Yi at the next table looked at Madam Ding sympathetically, waved to Xia Lian, Madam Ding's servant girl, and asked with concern: "Little girl, your wife's wind and cold should be better, right? I listened to her last night. Coughing all the time, after returning to the room early this morning, I didn’t seem to hear your wife coughing. It was so quiet that I fell asleep when I fell asleep, only to wake up when I heard a bang from the next door... "
"Eldest sister, I was really rude for disturbing you last night..." Madam Ding said apologetically, her eyes flushed, wiping away her tears.
"Madam Ding, you are too polite!" The woman in Tsing Yi comforted the other party softly, "Madam Ding, please give me your condolences!" At this moment, she seemed to be more pleasing to her husband. No matter how bad this man is, life is better than death!
Not only the lady in Tsing Yi, but also other guests in the lobby, Boss Huang and Xiaoer, were all looking in Madam Ding's direction, whispering with different expressions, apparently discussing Master Ding's death, and the one with the most troubled expression was probably It was Boss Huang. He was not in the mood to sympathize with Mrs. Ding at all. The person who should be sympathized with here is himself. Now, his inn is completely ruined. Two people died, which is enough to spread tens of miles around.
I'm afraid that after the government closes the case, his small shop should close down! Thinking about it, Boss Huang couldn't help but sighed deeply.
"Boss, hurry up and get some breakfast that is good at your store."
Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue randomly found a table and sat down, and gave Boss Huang an order.
Only then did Boss Huang come back to his senses, and hurriedly responded: "Guest officer, please wait a moment, I'll be here soon!"
After a while, the fat boy served Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue a sumptuous breakfast, and the aroma of the food spread in the lobby, making people's index fingers twitch.
The few guests who had no appetite suddenly felt hungry, and the gray-clothed man shouted loudly: "Boss, also bring me two scallion-flavored flower rolls, and a shepherd's purse wonton."
Eat, eat, eat! What else do you know besides eating? The woman in Tsing Yi glared at her man, and before she could speak, she heard other people ordering breakfast one after another, making Boss Huang wonder whether to have fun or continue to worry.
After another cup of tea, when Bantou He came to the inn again with Liu Yuzuo and a few yamen servants, he saw that the people in this room were eating deliciously, and almost wondered if he had gone to the wrong place
This is the Yunlai Inn where two murders occurred, that's right!
"He Bantou!" Boss Huang rushed forward to greet him, and once again led He Bantou and others up to the second floor...
After a cup of tea, they came down again.
Nangong Yue took a bite of the soft-skinned fried bean paste balls, heard the reputation, and saw Bantou He and his party went downstairs with a clear goal and walked towards Mrs. Ding in the corner, asking: "Mrs. Ding, I heard it was you You and your maid were the first to discover Master Ding's body?"
"Yes, Captain He." Mrs. Ding wiped her tears again with a handkerchief, and nodded, choking, "My master has been in a trance since he returned to his room early this morning. He seems to have something on his mind. I'm not feeling well. After the hot ginger soup, I fell asleep. When I woke up at the beginning of Chen, I felt a little hungry, but my master was in a deep sleep, and he didn’t wake up after calling several times. I didn’t want to disturb his rest, so I took Xia Lian downstairs Dinner... Who knew that when we finished our breakfast and went upstairs, we would see my master hanging himself from the beam... I knew, I knew, I would have called breakfast to the guest room!"
As she spoke, Madam Ding's tears gushed out again like a tide, and her chest heaved rapidly.
"Ma'am, you have to take care of yourself!" Her maid Xia Lian hurriedly helped her caress her chest to comfort her.
Nangong Yue had just finished eating fried bean paste mochi, Xiao Yi brought another piece of jujube paste yam cake to her mouth, she had to open her mouth obediently, and continued to pay attention to Madam Ding with half of her mind.
"He Bantou, that's true!" Boss Huang beside He Bantou nodded hurriedly, "Madam Ding went upstairs at the beginning, and then Xiaoer and I heard the shouts of Madam Ding and Xia Lian... Behind the building, I saw that Mr. Ding was already hanging from the beam of the house, his tongue sticking out..." From that look, he looked like he was dead.
Bantou He squinted his eyes and thought, touching the scabbard at his waist with his right hand and seemed to say to himself: "It's half past time now, and Liu Yuzuo said that Master Ding's body is still warm... It's been less than an hour since he died, that is, It is said that he should have hanged himself between the half hour of the hour of Chen and the hour of Si."
During this time, Mrs. Ding and her maid, Xia Lian, had breakfast in the lobby. In other words, Mr. Ding must have deliberately picked Mrs. Ding's absence to hang himself.
Then, Team Leader He asked several of his subordinates to ask where the other people were at between the half hour of Chen and the hour of Si, and most of the answers they got were two kinds:
"Me? I had breakfast here during that time! If you don't believe me, ask the little brother!"
"I didn't sleep in the second half of the night last night, and I have been sleeping in the guest room this morning."
The former is like the big man in gray, an old man, a few merchants, etc., and the latter is like Xiao Yi, Nangong Yue, the woman in Tsing Yi, Mrs. Zhong's maid, etc.
When asked about a middle-aged businessman, Fang Lu said hesitantly, "I slept in my room in the morning... but last night..."
He Bantou frowned, and urged in a cold voice: "What happened last night?"
The middle-aged merchant was taken aback, and replied vigorously: "Actually, I saw Master Ding go out last night..."
"Then why didn't you say it before?!" Bantou He asked again.
The middle-aged merchant smiled awkwardly, "I felt hungry in the middle of the night last night, so I quietly went to the kitchen... Aren't I afraid that I won't be able to explain myself?" Besides, if this is involved in a murder case, it may take ten and a half months. Don't even think about leaving this town, what about the batch of goods he brought this time? !
He Bantou looked at Mrs. Ding and Xia Lian with questioning eyes, and the eyes of the others followed suit. The master and servant were obviously nervous, and looked away halfway.
He Ban's head sank like water, and he asked forcefully: "Mrs. Ding, didn't you say that Master Ding didn't go out last night?"
Madam Ding's tender body trembled, and clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes again, her expression was full of sadness and helplessness...
Xia Lian gritted her teeth, took half a step forward, and said, "He Bantou, actually... In fact, my master and Mrs. Zhong have already finished their work."
This sentence made the whole room explode, the woman in Tsing Yi shook her head and said: "This is really knowing people, knowing faces but not hearts!" She thought that Mr. Ding was someone who knew how to cherish his wife, but she didn't expect to be such a hypocrite!
Xia Lian continued: "My master sneaked out once last night... Later Madam Ding died, so the master begged Madam not to say that he had gone out."
Following Xia Lian's narration, the lobby became quiet again. Nangong Yue tilted her head thoughtfully, and unknowingly finished eating another piece of jujube yam cake and a bunch of crispy twisted fruits.
After a while, Bantou He pondered and speculated: "It seems that these two murders are for 'love'. Master Ding and Mrs. Zhong have a secret affair. Mrs. Zhong is greedy and entangled endlessly. After discovering this scandal, he had nothing left, so he simply killed him to silence it. Unexpectedly, Mr. Lin found Mrs. Zhong's handkerchief last night. He knew that sooner or later the government would find him, so he committed suicide in fear of crime!"
As he said that, Ban He glanced at Mr. "Lin" who was busy feeding his wife. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this young couple was really weird.
Hearing Bantou He's words, commotion broke out in the lobby again, and everyone sighed, saying in one go:
"It must be so!"
"There is a saying that is 'one night husband and wife, one hundred night grace', this Master Ding is really cruel!"
"I'm still poor Mrs. Ding..."
"..."
Amidst the noise, the woman in Tsing-clothed boldly asked: "He Bantou, since the truth is revealed, can we go?"
He Bantou gave her a sideways glance, but his expression relaxed a lot, and said: "You can't leave for the time being, you have to wait until I go back and report to the county magistrate first, and then I will talk about it after the case is closed." Then, he looked at Zhong Zhong again. Nian Xing said, "Follow me to the county government!"
The face of the middle-aged merchant almost didn't collapse, and everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Although we have to wait another day, the case is finally closed.
"Crack!" Nangong Yue took a bite of the twisted fruit, put down the remaining half, wiped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and then said, "Ah Yi, I don't think the case will be settled for the time being..."
Xiao Yi, who was opposite her, didn't know if he had listened, and picked up another piece of red bean and coconut crisp roll with chopsticks.
Extra Episode 8: Xiao Yi X Nan Gongyue's Completed Case
In the afternoon of this day, the wind and the sea were calm, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, it was dusk.
When the sunset was halfway down, Bantou He brought the servants to the Yunlai Inn for the third time, and the middle-aged merchant followed them back.
In the lobby on the first floor, there were quite a few guests who were having dinner. As soon as they saw He Bantou walking towards this side, there was a commotion in the inn. Other guests upstairs also got the news and went downstairs one after another.
Amidst the sound of "deng, deng, deng" going downstairs, the woman in Tsing Yi asked eagerly, "He Bantou, what did the magistrate say? Can we go?"
The others also looked at Bantou He expectantly, and Bantou He's expression seemed much gentler than the previous two times, and he said loudly: "The magistrate said that the case can be closed, so everyone can leave! "
This time, Bantou He finally brought good news to everyone.
They can finally move on!
Everyone was relieved and talked to each other happily, but the owner of the inn, Huang, still had a bitter face, so what if the case is closed? When these customers leave, there will be no future for his small shop!
The woman in green looked at the sky outside, and said to the gray-clothed man behind her, "Father, it's getting late, and the city gate must be closed, we might as well rest in the inn for another night, and set off tomorrow morning. "
"Just let me eat first, and you can do anything else!" The gray-clothed man readily responded, striding downstairs towards a certain table, yelling, "Boss, bring me a poached chicken, three Stir fry, and another pot of wine."
Eat, eat, know to eat! The woman in Tsing Yi twitched her brows speechlessly, followed her downstairs, and saw Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue having dinner by the window.
The dishes on the table are very rich, such as mushroom chicken soup, steamed small yellow croaker, scrambled eggs with leeks, assorted vegetables, and grilled ginger sauce ribs. The handsome young man served his wife sitting across from time to time, with a gentle look on his face.
Hey, the good husband belongs to someone else! The woman in Tsing Yi murmured in her heart, and chatted with Nangong Yue with a smile on her face: "Sister, your appetite is really good! It's a blessing to be able to eat!" Her tone was a little teasing, "Look at how thin you are now, People who don’t know think that your husband is holding you back from eating it!”
Nangong Yue just swallowed a piece of rib meat, and was startled. Now that she thinks about it, she seems to have eaten a lot today!
Nangong Yue thought of something, and sat in the same place in a daze, looking at Xiao Yi's shining peach eyes, she even forgot to put down the chopsticks in her hand
Sensing that the atmosphere seemed a little weird, the woman in Tsing Yi smiled stiffly, and walked away awkwardly.
The night gradually deepened, and the inn was very lively that night, most of the guests stayed, planning to stay another night, and leave after dawn tomorrow.
This night, the night sky washed by the rain looks like a black brocade, the moon and stars are sparse in the night, and the crescent moon looks down like a huge eye
The sound of the gong at the third watch gradually faded away, and it was quiet inside and outside the inn, and the guests had already fallen into a peaceful sleep.
Suddenly, there was a "squeak" in the darkness, the back door of the inn was pulled open, and a blue figure came out, sneaking into the stable
A cool night breeze blew, making the branches and leaves in the courtyard rustle, and a clear male voice suddenly rang out in the night: "Ah Yue, are you cold? In fact, leave such trivial matters to Zhou Dacheng. "
The people in the stable trembled slightly, their bodies stiffened.
Then, the outside lighted up, a pair of young Bi people appeared outside the stable at some point, holding hands, in the young man's right hand was holding a night pearl the size of a longan, shining brightly, illuminating the surroundings, It was the young man named "Yi Lam" and his wife.
Nangong Yue was wrapped in a light purple cloak, she looked into the stable with clear eyes, and said, "No matter what enmity you have with Mrs. Zhong and Mr. Ding, you will not hesitate to kill someone, but that Mrs. It's your first acquaintance." The Madam Ma that Nangong Yue was talking about was the woman in Tsing Yi.
"You have murderous intentions to eliminate hidden dangers, and you have lost your heart!" Nangong Yue took the Ye Mingzhu from Xiao Yi's hand, and while speaking, she took another half step forward, and looked into the eyes of the people in the stable , calling out in a calm manner, "Mrs. Ding."
In the radiance of the night pearl, the woman in the stable with the green cloak had nowhere to hide, her pale face couldn't hide the panic, it was Madam Ding.
Mrs. Ding pulled the cloak on her body, and said to Nangong Yue suspiciously: "Mrs. Lin, what do you mean by that? I just couldn't sleep at night, so I went down to the stables to look at my carriage. After all, I'm going home tomorrow." " As she spoke, she looked at the carriage behind her, "Mrs. Ma's carriage is a bit like mine. The stable was dark just now, so I mistook it."
Looking at Mrs. Ding's deep and quiet eyes, Nangong Yue continued: "Mrs. Ma doesn't care what she says or does. She accidentally discovered something, but she doesn't even know what it means. Mrs. Ding, say The listener has no intention of listening and the listener has a heart, so you are afraid, you can't tolerate her, you are afraid that one day in the future she will figure out the doubts in Master Ding's death."
Hearing this, Mrs. Ding's slender figure was so stiff that she seemed to freeze instantly, she slightly raised her voice, and said again: "Mrs. Lin, don't talk nonsense, I don't understand what you are talking about!"
Some people just don't see the Yellow River. Xiao Yi hooked his lips with a smile that was not a smile, and leaned against the door frame to watch his princess show off her skills.
Nangong Yue sighed quietly, her eyes calm, "I remember Mrs. Ma said that she was woken up by a sound from the next door in the morning, and there was only one sound, that is to say, it should be the sound of a stool falling to the ground. There was no sound of a glass breaking."
Madam Ding's face was as pale as paper, with the last trace of blood fading away.
Only Nangong Yue's gentle and cold voice echoed in the stables: "Madam Ding, there is a charcoal basin in the room where Mr. Ding hanged himself from the beam, and there are broken celadon teapots, teacups and running tea on the floor, but I didn't hear it." The sound of teapots and teacups being broken, why? It must be that someone was afraid that the sound of smashing the tea set would be heard by others, so they went to other places to smash it secretly, and then deliberately scattered the fragments on the floor."
"Mrs. Lin, are you implying that I dropped the teapot and teacup? However, whether it was me or my master, it's just a set of broken tea sets. It's different from my master's suicide by hanging from the beam. What's the matter?" Mrs. Ding finally couldn't help interrupting Nangong Yue, and said plausibly, "Mrs. Lin, don't forget that Team Leader He said that my master hanged himself from the beam between half past half hour and six hour today. At that time, Boss Huang and the second brother could prove that I had breakfast with my maid in the lobby."
A horse neighed, pacing its hooves lightly, especially loud in this silent stable.
Meeting Mrs. Ding's stubborn and deep eyes, Nangong Yue said vigorously:
"Liu Yuzuo said at the time that Master Ding had been dead for less than an hour, but he could check the time of Master Ding's death, but he couldn't check when Master Ding was hanged up. The key to this murder case is the idea of not knowing when he was hanged. The broken tea set, or rather, the water contained in the tea set! The broken teapot and teacups are just to cover up the tea in that place."..
"This morning, before you went downstairs for breakfast, you had drugged Master Ding to stun him, and then worked together with the maid to make him stand on the stool with his neck hanging on the hanging beam. At that time, Master Ding hadn't Die. In order to avoid your suspicion of murder, you deliberately moved some hands and feet, and put ice cubes under the stool. After that, you and the maid left the room, but the charcoal fire placed next to the ice cubes will accelerate the melting of the ice cubes. , when the stool under Master Ding's feet slipped and fell to the ground, he was naturally strangled to death by the hemp rope around his neck."
"It is impossible for others to make such a complicated arrangement in your room, and only you, Mrs. Ding, are you right?"
When she said the last sentence, Nangong Yue looked at Mrs. Ding again.
But this time, Mrs. Ding looked away hastily, half-lidded her eyelids, and after a while, she raised her eyes and said: "Mrs. I have never been out of the room, Madam Ma can prove it for me."
"Mouth fat." Nangong Yue suddenly spit out two words, Madam Ding's words stopped abruptly, her pupils shrank sharply, and she stared at Nangong Yue in disbelief.
Nangong Yue smiled slightly and continued: "Although it was midnight when Mrs. Zhong died last night, she put on lip balm, which means she had an appointment that night. If the person she asked was the murderer, then he put the poison Put it in a teacup, after killing someone, you can throw the cup away instead of leaving evidence."
But Wu Zuo did detect poison in the tea and on the rim of the cup. Nangong Yue suddenly thought of the thing that she mixed Wuhe ointment in the lip balm of her clothes, and felt that the poison should have been put on Mrs. Zhong's mouth fat on.
"Madam Ding, if it were you, you would have adopted such a devious method of poisoning, you must ensure that you are not suspected. That night, only you, Madam Ding, had the most definite alibi!"
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