"This is the current situation." Wu Sheng transmitted all the known clues to Chi Yingxue at the fastest speed, and listed them one by one, like a huge database.
After Chi Yingxue heard this, she blinked and said, "Oh."
Wu Sheng said: "I know the amount of information is a bit large, but you don't need to memorize it. You just need to keep an eye on Ying Jiu. He deliberately sent the body back and insisted on leaving it behind. There must be a reason."
"Don't remember, you told me..." Chi Yingxue complained.
Wu Sheng couldn't help laughing and crying: "Then you can pretend that I didn't say anything."
"It's too late." Chi Yingxue took out the four and a half oranges left in the fruit bowl in turn, and muttered—
The first orange: "Mr. Cheng won't die if you fall and go back to the west."
The second orange: "Cheng Jiming kidnapped the ticket and the Fushou Club will not recognize it."
The third orange: "Du Jinnian came to drink tea and the world evaporated."
The fourth orange: "Cheng Xiaonan was bedridden with alcohol poisoning."
The last half of the orange was broken into three petals: "Now the Hai Gang and Fushouhui are both dependent, you are ready to hurry up to find the badge, and by the way, search the Cheng Family Courtyard."
Four oranges and three petals, lined up according to their size, made Chi Yingxue neat and tidy.
"I remembered it all, it can't be erased." He looked seriously distressed, like an unfortunate user whose memory was occupied by redundant information that could not be deleted.
Wu Sheng didn't know whether to be surprised or surprised: "When did you awaken this skill?"
Chi Yingxue raised her eyebrows suspiciously: "Is this a skill?"
"Of course," Wu Sheng said, "although my intelligence, martial arts, agility, and defense have developed in an all-round way, most of the time, it's up to 'wisdom' to decide the outcome."
Chi Yingxue thought for a while: "Where's the face?"
"..." For a long time after sending off his teammates, Wu Junshi didn't figure out whether this "face" was simply asking "Don't rely on looks", or whether it was with "Can you point your face?" ” deep meaning.
…
There are four rooms in the other courtyard arranged by the Cheng family for Fushouhui, one for Ying Jiuye and Xiaowuye, and the remaining two rooms are shared with other brothers.
As soon as Chi Yingxue entered the room, she felt that something was wrong, there was someone in the room.
The unlit room was pitch-dark, and the moonlight pierced through the light mist through the window lattice, leaving only a looming frost, Ying Jiuye sat behind this frost, unable to see his face.
"I didn't know you knew Mr. Bai."
"He's my... friend." Chi Yingxue didn't think it was a big deal, but when she said the last two words, she unconsciously curled the corners of her mouth, proud, proud.
"What kind of friend?" Ying Jiuye's voice was calm, steady, but unfathomable, like a bottomless river, the river flowing smoothly and the undercurrent turbulent.
It's a pity that Chi Yingxue didn't hear it at all. He was tinkering with the oil lamp with great interest: "We went through the barrier together."
"What?" Ying Jiuye frowned in the dark.
"You don't understand." Chi Yingxue ended the topic unilaterally, then picked up the exquisite oil lamp, and shook it at Ying Jiuye: "Can you order it?"
Ying Jiuye lit the oil lamp for his subordinates. When the room was lit, his face was completely dark, and he didn't want to admit what he had just done.
Chi Yingxue is also obsessed with helping the Cheng family plan: "The wires of the small building should be pulled over, it is more convenient to use all electricity..."
Ying Jiuye didn't want to stay for a second, got up and smoothed the wrinkles on his long gown, and walked out the door.
Seeing that someone was about to withdraw, Chi Yingxue quickly put down the oil lamp and asked Ying Jiu's back, "Is the ransom given by the Cheng family not enough? Why do you still want to kill Cheng Jiming?"
Ying Jiuye stopped in his footsteps, was silent for a moment, turned around, and for the first time there was undisguised surly and murderous intent in his eyes: "Boy, no one has dared to talk to me like this."
Chi Yingxue looked at him a little worriedly, not satisfied with the response - is this killing or not killing
Ying Jiuye was exhausted both physically and mentally when he saw this little brother wandering the world again.
One shot to destroy a person is nothing to Ying Jiu, but he can foresee that even if the other party is destroyed, the stagnation in his heart will not be relieved.
Moreover, he didn't really want to make this move.
"Do you know why I asked you to follow me?" Ying Jiuye rarely speaks his heart to others, but tonight is an exception.
Chi Yingxue: "Am I good?"
Ying Jiuye glanced at him contemptuously: "You look down on yourself too much."
Chi Yingxue frowned: "Then why?"
Ying Jiuye looked at him quietly, as if looking at the past years through him: "Because you are very similar to me when I was young."
"Impossible," Chi Yingxue didn't even think about it, "You're not as good-looking as me."
"… "
When Ying Jiuye left the little fifth master's room, he felt that he didn't start killing tonight, he must be a ghost - the kind of forbearance, the kind of steel.
…
Wu Sheng used the invisible stationery to search the entire Cheng family mansion, not even the western-style building.
In the end, he found the [Troubled Times Badge] under the "stove" indicated by the badge manual, and found the following clues in three other places—
1. Cheng Jiming's study was still intact. In a book at the bottom of the bookshelf, there was a note that was different from his handwriting. It was suspected to be written to him by someone else. On it was an ancient poem "Like this star. If it wasn't last night, for whom did the wind dew for midnight." The inscription has no name, only a semi-curved, crescent-like red mark.
2. In the residence of Mr. Cheng, he turned to a letter, and the signature was the Mr. Bai who Wu Shenghun wore. The content was that Mr. Cheng had asked him to investigate the matter, and he needed to meet and discuss in detail.
3. In a small western-style building, in Cheng Xiaonan's study, Wu Sheng found a cylindrical seal on the carpet under the bookshelf, which should have fallen to the ground and rolled in. On the top of the seal is a very delicate little lion, but the body of the lion is dyed a little black, like blood stains.
The badge is not difficult to find, but the clues are very scary.
Wu Sheng put the notes, badges, and letters into his arms and slipped out of Cheng Xiaonan's room, where he was finally searched. He was about to return to the Bai Mansion at night. Mr. Bai's investigation was entrusted by Mrs. Cheng, and it was very likely that Cheng Jiming was kidnapped. , there may be more clues in the White Mansion.
As soon as he left the study, he smelled a strange smell, which came from Cheng Xiaonan's bedroom.
In front of the bedroom, the brothers from Fushouhui and Haibang stared at each other like eagles, not even a fly could get in. But two of them seemed to be disturbed by the smell, and scolded in a low voice: "Damn, I'm almost addicted to it."
Wu Sheng quietly returned to the study, starting from the balcony outside the window, towards the bedroom, jumping from balcony to balcony, and finally fell into the bedroom balcony like checkers.
The floor-to-ceiling curtain was not blocked tightly, leaving a narrow gap to let out the light.
Looking in through the gap, the brightly lit room had an unobstructed view—a maid was sitting beside the bed, holding an opium bong and handing it to Cheng Xiaonan's mouth. Her movements are very skilled, and it is obviously not the first time to serve. In the smoky smoke, the bedridden uncle of the Cheng family with a hanging bottle, struggled to tilt his head, sucking lazily and contentedly.
Poisoning does not delay smoking, Wu Sheng suddenly felt that the murderer's poisoning was superfluous - a person like Cheng Xiaonan can kill himself by himself, he really has hatred, just wait.
When he returned to the White Mansion, Wu Sheng glanced at the clock and found that five hours had passed since the time his soul penetrated!
He spent the whole night dealing with people from all walks of life in the Cheng family's mansion, searching for clues from all sides, but he didn't even feel that so much time had passed! He originally thought about searching the White Mansion, and then thinking about the issue of the save point.
However, it seems that the time flow rate here does not correspond to reality 1:1. This situation has occurred in the ancient castle on 6/23 and the hell in the brain on 9/23. Usually, the time in the owl has exceeded five years. hours, but not in real time.
If you are slow, be safe.
Wu Sheng stopped thinking about these things, plunged into Mr. Bai's study room full of materials, and started a huge search.
I searched until dawn and found nothing.
In the entire ocean of information, there are all kinds of cases of murder, robbery, adultery, stolen cattle, and lost dogs, but none of them are related to the Cheng family, not even a few words.
This is very strange.
Even if Mr. Cheng entrusted him not with Cheng Jiming's kidnapping case, but other things, there should be records. With such a blank, there is only one possibility - the records were taken or destroyed.
It may be destroyed by Mr. Bai himself, or it may be destroyed by someone who does not want him to continue investigating.
Because Wu Sheng found a note in it in an unremarkable book of poems that was probably original to Mr. Bai.
The handwriting on it is flamboyant and flamboyant, with no pen style, so casual that even my own mother can recognize it.
Fortunately, the words are big enough and the number of words is small enough, so I can barely distinguish - troublesome, death.
This note is signed - Banluochi Meichun is also disabled.
Half fall pond plum…
Wu Sheng looked at the inscription and slowly spelled out a word: "… sea."
…
All clues are connected because of this word that surfaced.
The doubts over the lives of the two people have gradually dissipated, revealing a clear context, but—
Wu Sheng took out the suspected blood-stained seal found in Cheng Xiaonan's study, and frowned deeply.
Where is Du Jinnian
Returning to Cheng's house non-stop, the sky is already bright, and the Cheng's courtyard has set up a venue for rituals, monks are taking their places one after another, and people are busy shuttling.
The story of Mr. Cheng's corpse cheating spread all over the Cheng family's compound overnight. On the way back, Wu Sheng even heard neighbors talking about it. Outsiders say this is just to watch the excitement, but these people in the Cheng family mansion are really frightened. Stay away from the mourning hall - the old man is still lying in the mourning hall, and he will be buried in the coffin later.
Looking at the atmosphere, Wu Sheng had a plan in his heart.
He doesn't know where Du Jinnian is, but he has been investigating the case until now, and at least he must shake out the truth - an explanation for Cheng Jiming, who died in vain.
"Mr. Bai, I found you—" With a loud voice, his teammates walked over generously.
Wu Sheng stood still with great cooperation, watching Qian Ai in a short sackcloth coat getting closer and closer: "Why, your uncle is looking for me?"
Qian Ai had come to him and whispered, "I'm looking for you."
The noise in the courtyard covered the conversation between the two. From the outside, it looked like a servant was talking to Mr. Bai. In fact, Lao Qian was transmitting the results of the night's gossip to his military advisor—the history of the second master of the Cheng family's remarriage.
Cheng Jiming's original partner was Zhou Lanxin, who died in childbirth, his daughter kept it, but the adults did not. After that, Cheng Jiming vowed not to marry again, and also rejected all the three aunts and six wives who were talking about matchmaking. Who knew that one time he was out for a party and woke up after being drunk, with Hai Huiping lying beside him.
Cheng Jiming is a gentle and polite man. Even if there is no pressure from the Hai Gang, in this case, Hai Huiping is still responsible. That's it, Hai Huiping entered the door of Cheng's house. On the surface, it was the second master of the Cheng family who was indulging in drinking, but in private, there were rumors that Hai Huiping did it. After all, the Hai Gang had come to the door several times to talk about matchmaking, and it was obvious that Hai Huiping first fell in love with Cheng Erye.
Wu Sheng has already figured out the context, and Qian Ai's information has added more details.
Qian Ai re-entered the crowd, Wu Sheng looked around the many monks in the compound, and locked in the most pleasing one for a second.
With a look, the little monk came over. Anyway, the courtyard was still in chaos, and no one cared when he walked back and forth.
"What do you want me to do?" Xu Wang asked as soon as he approached.
Wu Sheng was delighted: "Aren't you going to inquire about the progress of the mission first?"
Xu Wang raised his little bald head: "Anyway, you will definitely be able to turn in the papers in the end, and everything in the process is false."
[If you like it, hug it, throw it down, and do things.]
The cross motto given by a teammate last night flashed through my mind at an inopportune time.
Wu Sheng hurriedly restrained his mind and said, "I do have a plan, and I need you to be the main force."
Xu Wang nodded: "What do you want me to do?"
Wu Sheng said: "The essence of drama is possessed."