"Master!"
When Di Jin returned to the room, everyone gathered around him, quite worried.
Not to mention Di Xiangling's understanding of his younger brother, even Lin Xiaoyi, Zhu Er and Lei Jiu all saw that this man was troubled, otherwise he would not be walking alone outside the backyard and not come back even if it snowed.
But Di Jin, who returned at this time, had bright eyes and firm steps, and returned to his confident self as before. He said, "I already know the murderer, the conspiracy, and the motive for the murder. All I lack now is evidence!"
Everyone's eyes widened, and Di Xiangling said: "The evidence is simple. I'll go get the real culprit, hang him up and beat him. I'm not afraid of not confessing!"
Di Jin knew that his sister had been in a bad mood these past two days, so he advised her tactfully: "Then we will be no different from the county captain below."
Although he only appeared on the scene for a short time, Ren Changyi successfully made everyone feel disgusted. Di Xiangling did not want to be like that kind of person: "Forget it! We can't unjustly accuse good people, so how can we find evidence?"
Di Jin said: "We need to divide our troops into two groups. Sister, go get the heads of Dong Ba and Chen Zhijian and try this..."
Di Xiangling was afraid of ghosts, not heads. After listening carefully, he said clearly: "Simple!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she ducked out.
Di Jin looked at Xiao Yi and Zhu Er again: "Go to the room where Chen Zhijian is and bring two people and a quilt..."
Needless to say, it was the bookboy and maid beside Chen Zhijian, but the items puzzled Zhu Er: "Then what are you doing with the quilt that the young master of the Chen family slept on?"
Di Jin said: "It's useful. When you took the quilt, you had to confirm the confession with the bookboy and the servant. Did they never wash the quilt again after they found out that Chen Zhijian was missing this morning?"
"yes!"
Lin Xiaoyi accepted the order. Although Zhu'er was very dissatisfied with the tone of the maid, her curiosity to solve the case took over, so she accepted the order and walked out together.
Di Jin now had the power to investigate the case, and neither the yamen nor the officials would make things difficult. Soon, the two of them were brought over together.
Chen Zhijian's book boy had met Di Jin before. At this time, his cheeks were flushed and he was obviously still running a fever, but he still behaved politely: "Chen Mingxin pays homage to the scholar!"
The servant girl Wu's condition was even worse. Her hands and feet were weak and she was in a daze. There was a deep fear in her brows. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
Di Jin looked at the book boy: "Did you give your surname Chen? Or...?"
Chen Mingxin said: "The younger one is a concubine from a branch of the Chen family, and he is lucky enough to be the young master's book boy."
Rich families really like to use their concubine's son as their legitimate son's book boy. On the one hand, the concubine's son is literate and has a good cultural level. On the other hand, those who are related by blood must be more loyal after all. This is the difference between legitimate concubine and concubine in ancient times. There is no need to worry about jealousy and unwillingness. Most concubines take it for granted.
With Di Jin's current status, he could actually find a concubine in the Di family to serve as a bookboy. His uncle Di Yuanchang even mentioned it, but he felt that it was a bit weird to call his cousins, so he declined and still used Lin Xiaoyi.
The scholar was born as a commoner, so it was undoubtedly easier to ask. Di Jin continued: "You told me before that your son was caught in the wind and cold on the road. He stopped and walked along the way to recuperate his body. He couldn't bear the noise of the inn, so he chose this place. This is a clean inn, whose suggestion was it?"
Chen Mingxin recalled it carefully: "No one suggested it. We walked and arrived in front of this inn. It was getting late at that time, so we stayed here. The dishes prepared by the cook were quite suitable for the young master's taste, so we stayed here." Got off..."
Di Jin said: "Who is leading the way?"
Chen Mingxin said: "It's Wu Zhuangshi. He is a disciple of the village and is quite familiar with the generation in the capital. This time the young master came to the capital and he was the one who escorted him. He worked hard and uncomplainingly all the way and couldn't find any fault!"
Di Jin looked at Madam Wu again: "Your Excellency and bodyguard Wu Jing are relatives?"
Madam Wu didn't respond at first, but after asking again, she suddenly came to her senses and said quickly: "It's just my family. His poor protection has nothing to do with the slave family!"
Chen Mingxin glanced sideways at the servant girl and frowned. Di Jin stopped asking Mrs. Wu. For a servant who wanted to shirk responsibility, her confession was not credible. He continued to look at the Chen family's scholar: "The meals for the past few days are all provided by the store. Didn't you bring your own?"
Chen Mingxin said: "We have finished eating what we brought with us a long time ago. We all eat food from the inn, which is delivered to the room by the waiter."
Di Jin said in a deep voice: "Before Mr. Ling disappeared, could you recall carefully whether you ate something and then fell into a drowsy sleep?"
Chen Mingxin thought for a while: "It seems to be true. I drank a bowl of tea soup last night to warm my body. Then I felt very sleepy, and then I fell down and fell asleep... Hiss! My head hurts!"
At the end of the sentence, he covered his forehead and grinned in pain.
Seeing this, Zhuer took a step forward, raised her hand, and made a demonstration of pressing between her eyebrows: "If you press it like this, you will feel much more comfortable."
Chen Mingxin did as he was told, and showed joy after a moment: "It doesn't hurt much anymore... I didn't expect that the little lady next to Xiucai Gong also has medical skills! Thank you, Xiucai Gong! Thank you, little lady!"
Zhu Er stepped into the role of a maid and stepped back with a low eyebrow. Di Jin asked again: "You can't remember what happened before going to bed. Do you still remember what happened outside after Dong Ba's body was found yesterday? ?”
Chen Mingxin looked stunned when he heard this: "Dong Ba's body was found..."
Di Jin said: "Didn't you hear the store owner's scream?"
Chen Mingxin thought for a while and looked at Madam Wu: "Did you hear that?"
Madam Wu said in a low voice: "I have a headache...don't ask me..."
Di Jin said: "What about when the officers search the luggage from room to room?"
Chen Mingxin thought for a moment, then covered his forehead: "Hiss!"
Zhu Er was a little strange. Even if he was drugged, it wouldn't be like this. Or was he already weak and sick, so it was more serious?
Lin Xiaoyi looked at Madam Wu with doubts in her eyes. When Wu Jing called him over yesterday, it was Madam Wu who was clearly talking to the servant woman. Why couldn't she remember it at all?
Di Jinze has completely confirmed his speculation: "Okay! What you said will be very helpful in solving the case! Now there is one last thing that needs to be confirmed. This quilt has not been washed since this morning, right? "
Chen Mingxin was stunned: "My young master was killed, how can we wash the quilt?"
"That's good!"
Di Jin nodded and said to Lin Xiaoyi and Zhu Er: "You two stand on the left and right and unfold the quilt!"
This is a straw quilt. Cotton quilts only appeared in the middle and late Southern Song Dynasty. Before quilts, wealthy families would use duck down, wool or rabbit hair to sew quilts, while ordinary families only had straw quilts.
The quilts in the inn are naturally not that high-end, but the straw quilts can keep you warm after being woven, and there are no odors or stains. They should be new and good quilts brought out by the store after seeing that the young master of the Chen family is of high status.
Ever since, after unfolding the straw quilt, everyone suddenly discovered that a part of the quilt was mixed with a lot of black and gray hair.
Chen Mingxin asked curiously: "Where did these hairs come from?"
Di Jin picked one up with two fingers and said with emotion: "It seems that God doesn't want the murderer to go unpunished. The evidence is there!"
At the same time, Di Xiangling floated in and nodded: "As Brother Six said, that method is feasible!"
"In that case..."
Facing everyone's expectant or inexplicable looks, Di Jin smiled slightly, nodded and said: "All the puzzles have been solved!"
