"That's natural. Who am I? The number one dude in the capital, a regular customer in Pingkangfang." Leng Linjiang raised his eyebrows calmly and stretched out his sleeves carelessly. He was wearing a bright purple outfit today. The long gown is embroidered with plum blossoms from bottom to top, as pure and white as snowdrifts.
Han Changmu smiled faintly: "Then, I will give you the credit for the night visit to Pingkangfang."
Leng Linjiang nodded in agreement and stretched out his hand towards Han Changmu.
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment: "What?"
Yao Yao smiled narrowly: "Master Han, Master Shaoyin is asking you for wine and money."
Leng Linjiang nodded appreciatively: "The one who knows me is Ah Yao." He looked at Han Changmu with a smile: "Jiuchao, you can't let me contribute my efforts and money."
Han Changmu pursed his lips, snorted, and threw a heavy pouch to Leng Linjiang.
Leng Linjiang weighed it in his hands and smiled with satisfaction.
The three of them planned to go to Pingkangfang for a stroll in the evening, mainly to check if there was anything unusual, and also to see the stunningly beautiful flower girl.
Leng Linjiang and Yao Yao talked passionately, their eyes shining, and they reviewed the familiar flower ladies one by one.
Han Changmu sat next to him with his arms folded, looking at him coldly, smiling bitterly and shaking his head.
The door curtain was opened with a swipe, and He Zhenfu left and came back again, with a few grains of sticky rice still stuck to his mouth. He said in a panic: "Sir, the internal guards just came to report that Huan Cui died suddenly!!"
"Huancui." Han Changmu had no impression of this name. He frowned and asked. Suddenly he thought that the person who could make He Zhenfu panic so much must be someone related to the case. His eyes sternly said: "Huan Cui." Cui, is this the outer room of Mr. Jiang Ge?"
He Zhenfu nodded repeatedly.
Han Changmu stood up suddenly, and Mr. Jiang Ge died suddenly in his outer room under the guard of the inner guards. Whether this matter is a big deal or a small matter depends on whether Mr. Jiang Ge is willing to turn it into a big deal and turn it into a trivial matter.
Leng Linjiang and Yao Yao looked at each other in shock when they heard this. Mr. Jiang Ge's foreign minister died suddenly, so how could he spare the Ministry of Internal Security?
Han Changmu hurriedly walked to the inner room, saying as he walked: "Tell me, what's going on?" As he said that, he went behind the screen and changed his clothes.
He Zhenfu lowered his head and replied through the tall screen: "Everything was fine during lunch, and Na Huancui's spirit has always been good, because she is the wife of Mr. Jiang Ge, and she has never been harshly judged by her low-level position. When using Mu Shi, Neiwei sent Mu Shi to the door of her room. An hour later, Nei Wei went to clear away the dishes, but found that Mu Shi had not been brought to the room, let alone moved. Nei Wei felt something was wrong. When I pushed the door open, I found that it was locked from the inside, and the guard kicked in the door. When he entered, he saw Huancui lying on the ground, with blood from her mouth and nose, and she was no longer breathing."
Han Changmu changed his clothes and hurriedly walked out and said, "Have you gone?"
He Zhenfu nodded: "I have already ordered someone to call Sun Ying."
Han Changmu asked again: "Have you sent someone to Jiang Ge's house?"
He Zhenfu hesitated for a moment. He didn't dare to send anyone. The chief manager went to his foreign residence and never went back. If he went to tell Mr. Jiang Ge the bad news again, he was afraid that Mr. Jiang Ge would get emotional and faint. It's a small matter, but it's a big deal to beat up the people sent there.
He hesitated for a moment and hesitated: "Humble job, this, not yet, not yet time."
Han Changmu glanced at He Zhenfu, then turned to look at Leng Linjiang with a smile.
Leng Linjiang trembled and said first, "Don't look at me. I'm not going. I have to go to Pingkangfang to investigate."
Don't be ridiculous, at this time, whoever tries to trouble Mr. Jiang Ge is the fool.
Han Changmu moved his eyes to look at Yao Yao.
Yao Yao immediately took a step back, covering his heart and coughing a few times, looking like he was too weak to take care of himself: "Ahem, cough, cough, humble job, humble job is still sick, if, if the illness is over, Mr. Jiang Ge, on the contrary, on the contrary It will ruin your relationship with Mr. Jiang Ge."
Han Changmu gritted his teeth and asked Leng Linjiang with a smile: "Didn't Yun Gui always like my picture of clear snow on the Western Mountains? If you go, I will give this picture to you..."
"No, I don't like it anymore." Before Han Changmu could finish speaking, Leng Linjiang flatly rejected him: "I prefer the flower girl in Pingkangfang now."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows with an ugly expression: "Plus that travel picture."
Leng Linjiang's expression seemed to relax. He lowered his head and thought for a moment. Showing his true nature as a money-lover, he said with a sinister smile: "And the set of four beautiful pictures."
Han Changmu's usual calm and indifferent expression could not be maintained for an instant. His cheeks twitched and his face was ferocious. He gritted his teeth and thought for a moment before saying in a cold voice: "Deal."
Leng Linjiang raised his eyebrows: "Then, deliver the goods immediately and leave immediately."
Han Changmu's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He turned around and went into the inner room again. He came out with three long and narrow brocade boxes and stuffed them into Leng Linjiang's arms with a look of pain on his face. He was furious and said every word. Jumping out: "Let's inspect the goods."
Leng Linjiang hugged the three brocade boxes tightly and shook his head repeatedly: "No need to test, no need to test, I can't trust others, and I can't trust you." He was afraid that Han Changmu would return, and raised his chin towards Yao Yao: "Go, go to hell. Room, please lock it."
Yao Yao looked at Han Changmu's ferocious face, then looked at Leng Linjiang's narrow face, and burst into laughter.
When the group of people came out of the Han Mansion, Leng Linjiang went straight to Jiang Ge's mansion, while Han Changmu and others went straight to the outer house.
No one was walking around in the mansion, except for a guard standing not far away, with an expressionless face and a coldness that made people shudder.
It had just rained, and in the dark dusk, there was a chilling and desolate atmosphere lingering in this mansion, completely devoid of the refinement and nobility of that day.
Huancui still lived in the room she lived in before, and Han Changmu stood at the door and looked into the room.
This room is no different from other women's boudoirs. A four-fold screen separates the inner room and the outer room. The inner room has a bed and dressing table, while the outer room has a bed and dining table.
The furnishings are simple and elegant, with extremely delicate thoughts everywhere, but everything is calm and elegant. I guess the owner has extraordinary taste.
Han Changmu stepped into the threshold and lowered his head to look at Huancui lying on the ground.
The warm yellow dress was clean and tidy, with no wrinkles and no signs of fighting.
Huancui lay on the ground with her head sideways, her face turned yellow, her eyes were closed tightly, and two wisps of scarlet dried blood were faintly visible on her mouth and nose.
The smell of blood in the room wasn't heavy, Huancui didn't bleed much, and there weren't any obvious injuries on his body.
From the looks of it, the cause of death is unknown.
Sun Ying squatted on the ground, and when he saw the dark figure swaying on the ground, he knew that Han Changmu was here. He didn't
He raised his head, still holding the lamp in one hand, and carefully examining Huancui's body with the other.
Seeing this, Yao Yao hurried over to help hold the lamp.
Sun Ying handed the lamp to the inner guard who came in with him, and said to Yao Yao: "Please remember Miss A Yao's test report. You'd better help me write down the test report."
Yao Yao nodded with a smile and took the test booklet.
Sun Ying turned over Huancui's hand and said in a deep voice: "Sir, this person's fingers are clean, with no scars or signs of scratching."
Han Changmu nodded.
Sun Ying took off Huancui's clothes and examined her body carefully: "There are no wounds on her body."
He turned Huancui over, lying on her back, opened her mouth, and took out two very light traces of blood from her mouth and nostrils. He couldn't help but let out a light sigh, and said in confusion: "Sir, this is There was very little bleeding from the mouth and nose, and there were no external injuries on the body. The time of death was about two hours ago, just after lunch. But the strange thing is that there were no corpse spots on the person's body, and his body did not become stiff. ."
Han Changmu was also extremely confused. He knelt down and gently squeezed Huancui's limbs. As expected, they were soft and elastic, and they didn't look like someone who had been dead for two hours.
He frowned slightly and asked, "Can the time of death be determined?"
For the first time, Sun Ying had doubts about his autopsy skills. He took out the slender silver needle from Huancui's mouth. The silver needle did not change color. He shook his head slightly: "According to the condition of the body, the time of death does not match. , I just passed the examination, this person was not poisoned, if you want to accurately determine the time of death, an autopsy is required."
Han Changmu asked again: "What about the cause of death? Can it be confirmed?"
Sun Ying suddenly felt a strong sense of powerlessness: "I can't do it. I'm humble and ask for an autopsy."
Han Changmu seemed to have expected this result. He washed his hands and said calmly: "The autopsy requires the consent of the patient. Leng Shaoyin has already rushed to Jiang Ge's house. Let's wait a little longer."
Yao Yao had also memorized the test report and handed it to Sun Ying. Sun Ying looked at it carefully and found that the record was detailed and there was no omission. He nodded and sincerely praised: "Miss A Yao has a really good memory."
After waiting for another stick of incense, instead of waiting for Leng Linjiang, Bao Cheng came in a hurry.
It was completely dark outside, and there were several candles burning in the room. The dim light flickered on the wall, and fell on Huancui's yellow face, which was particularly strange.
Bao Cheng rushed through the door, with some moisture on his shoulders.
It turned out that at some point, it started to drizzle outside again, misty, thin, and endless.
Bao Cheng wiped his damp hair slightly, saluted Han Changmu and said, "Master Han, those two poisonous insects suddenly became restless. It was obvious that someone had placed another inferior poisonous poison on the person's body, which caused the two poisonous insects to agitate. Zi Gu’s strange movements.”
"Has someone been poisoned again?" Han Changmu suddenly exclaimed, unable to conceal his surprise.
Bao Cheng nodded heavily: "I can't mistake it. Someone has indeed been poisoned again."
Han Changmu suddenly thought of something, pointed at Huancui on the ground, and said in a cold voice: "Lingsong, could you please see if this person also died of being poisoned."
Only then did Bao Cheng realize that there was a dead man lying on the ground. He was startled. He had the illusion that he had been reduced from a disciple of the Qi Sect to a gangster. He opened his mouth with difficulty.
If he withdraws now, he will pretend that he has never been here. Is it still too late?
