Yao Yao curled his lips, wrapped the two pieces of silk thread, and thought to himself, "Sir, why don't you show these two pieces of silk thread to Master Mu."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and suddenly understood what Yao Yao meant.
Mu Rongxuan is the richest among the officials in the Gongyuan today. He comes from a Zhongmingdingshi family. His knowledge and vision are extraordinary. You may gain something by asking him.
He looked at his head, glanced at the ferocious-looking corpse, and asked Meng Suigai: "Is there any vacant warehouse on the first floor of Mingyuan Building?"
Meng Suige nodded and said, "There are two more."
Han Changmu thought about it. He was not good at autopsies. He could only roughly distinguish some injuries. As for more detailed marks, he could not see them, let alone perform an autopsy.
Moreover, even if he wanted to examine it carefully, he didn't have the tools to take advantage of it.
His eyes were somewhat pitiful, and he said in a deep voice: "Send the body over first, then seal the toilet and guard it by the forbidden army. No one is allowed to enter or leave. Then let the vendor who delivers meat and vegetables in the kitchen deliver some ice." Come in."
Meng Suigai should claim that it is.
He Zhenfu heard the commotion, walked up to Han Changmu and whispered: "My lord, we have checked everything."
Han Changmu nodded, but made a gesture, and watched Meng Suigui lead his soldiers and send the body to the first floor of Mingyuan Building. Then he turned to He Zhenfu and said: "Tomorrow when the Gongyuan opens, you can bring an inner guard back." Go to the Internal Security Department and replace Sun Ying."
He Zhenfu was stunned for a moment: "Sir, this is probably inappropriate."
Han Changmu shook his head: "It doesn't matter. If it's urgent, follow the authority."
He Zhenfu nodded and followed Han Changmu to Mingyuan Tower. After walking through the alleyway, he whispered back what he had just found out: "My lord, the person who found the body was a scholar with a rank of Shui. When he was in the second grade of junior high school, he Went to the toilet and found the body.”
Han Changmu frowned: "That's not right. The body was in the deepest part of the toilet. When he went to use the toilet, if it was empty at that time, why would he want to stay away from him?"
He Zhenfu also noticed this abnormality and said with a serious expression: "The humble official also felt that there was something unusual about this matter, but he did not disturb him. He only asked a few questions and let him go. He arranged for soldiers to keep an eye on him in the dark."
Han Changmu nodded appreciatively: "The identity of the deceased has been found out."
He Zhenfu nodded and said: "We found out. The deceased's name is Li Cheng. He was 27 years old and a native of Jingyang County. He failed the provincial examination twice. He has been living in Zhaoguofang and is waiting for the examination. This is the third time he has taken the provincial examination this year. The examination number is in Tianzihao."
Han Changmu frowned: "Shit number?"
He Zhenfu nodded: "Yes, my luck is a bit worse."
Han Changmu nodded: "Send the news tomorrow and ask General Cheng Qi to lead people to check where Li Cheng lives in Zhaoguofang and whether there are any family members." He paused and continued: "Check the soldiers. Who has entered this toilet tonight, the deceased and the scholar who found the body, what happened in the past two days, and when did the deceased enter the toilet."
He Zhenfu said yes.
Walking to the Mingyuan Building, Han Changmu met Mu Rongxun who was hurried out.
Mu Rongzhen had left the room long ago, but he happened to encounter Meng Suige and his soldiers taking the body to the warehouse, so he took a few more glances.
This was an incredible sight, as he was looking directly into the man's eyes.
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His scalp suddenly became numb, and he felt a cold wind blowing over him, making his whole body shiver with a chill.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that any official position or future, any wealth and glory, were all just clouds.
He watched the corpse go away in stunned silence. For the first time, he felt that time had been long. It took him a long time to walk out of Mingyuan Tower in a daze. Only when he was blown by the lingering wind did he suddenly feel clear.
When Mu Rongxun saw Han Changmu and his party coming towards them, he rushed towards them and lowered his voice and asked, "Master Han, what happened?"
As Han Changmu walked toward Mingyuan Tower, he whispered: "There has been a murder case. Is Mr. Ge up?"
Mu Rongxun looked solemn and said: "The elder has already stood up. Mr. Han please come."
Han Changmu looked at his filthy body and said, "Master Mu, please allow me to go freshen up."
A gust of night wind blew by, and Mu Rongxun noticed the faint smell brought out by the wind. In an instant, he saw Han Changmu's embarrassed appearance. He said with special apology: "I was negligent. Mr. Han went to take a bath first. I The officer will go to the boss of the pavilion first."
Meng Suige had already arranged everything. After Han Changmu took a bath and changed clothes, he wiped his long hair until it stopped dripping, then pulled his hair into a damp bun, took the two pieces of silk thread, and went to the first floor of Mingyuan Building.
The room was brightly lit, the glass windows were half-open, the night breeze blew in, and huge shadows swayed on the white walls.
Just after midnight, the gentle wind in the spring night became a bit fierce, and there was a moist smell in the air, as if a rain was getting ready to start.
Jiang Shen stood by the window, his hair disheveled, wrapped in a long gown, his face a little gloomy, as if he had aged a lot overnight.
Hearing the movement behind him, he closed the window, turned his head and looked tiredly, and said tiredly: "Jiuchao is here, sit down."
Han Changmu saluted calmly and sat down below Jiang Shen.
With blue circles under his eyes, Jiang Shen looked at Han Changmu, who was still energetic after working for half the night, and sighed secretly, it's good to be young.
He was in a daze for a moment, and rubbed the center of his brows in distress. The most calming fragrance of agarwood in the room could not calm his mind.
This is a very unstable state of mind. He has been an official for more than thirty years. Only in the first few years of officialdom did his state of mind have some fluctuations. After that, he led six ministries into the cabinet and became the leader of one person and more than ten thousand people. Mr. Shouxingge, this heart is as calm as an ancient well.
This provincial examination should be the last important errand he did before taking office.
Once it was done, his name would go down in history.
If it goes wrong, he will not be able to survive.
Perhaps it was precisely because of these worries about gains and losses that he felt unstable.
He calmed down and asked bitterly: "Jiuchao, what happened to Haoshe?"
Han Changmu also had a wry smile on his face and sighed helplessly: "It's really strange to say the least." He hid the scrutiny in his eyes and explained clearly what happened in the west dormitory one by one.
Jiang Shen's face turned gray. After hearing these words, all the strength in his body seemed to have been drained away. He trembled his lips with a dejected expression: "How could it be, how could it be like this, how could it be like this."
Mu Rongxun sensed something was wrong and hurriedly patted Jiang Shen on the back and said: "Mr. Ge, Mr. Ge, we need you to take charge of the overall situation. You
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, You must not be so excited, Mr. Ge. "
Jiang Shen coughed several times and waved weakly, his face returning to its usual calmness: "Nothing happens in this pavilion. Jiuchao, please continue."
As these things happened one after another, he had already regarded Han Changmu as a reliable support, and his words were a little more affectionate.
Han Changmu did not hesitate at all and handed the two wrapped pieces of silk thread to Mu Rongxun: "There are some things that I need Master Mu to help identify."
Mu Rongxuan's heart palpitated as he looked at the two pieces of indigo silk thread on the plain white paper.
He raised his head in confusion: "Master Han, what do you mean?"
Han Changmu said in a deep voice: "This is what I found at the place where the crime occurred. I can't confirm what kind of clothing it is. Master Mu is well-informed. Please identify it."
Mu Rong breathed out a faint sigh, took the piece of tissue paper, held it under the lamp, and examined it carefully.
After looking at it for a long time, he said softly: "It's satin. It's a twill satin that's quite new in the capital this year. It's made of fine linen silk. Clothes made of this material are smooth, fine and not suitable for wrinkles, and they are extremely bright."
Han Changmu's heart sank. This kind of clothing material could be seen everywhere. It was impossible to find the person involved in the case based on this alone.
Mu Rongxuan and Jiang Shen also understood this very well. They looked at each other. He handed over the two pieces of silk thread and said apologetically: "I didn't help Mr. Han."
Jiang Shen also sighed: "Most scholars like to wear clothes of this color and material. They are thick and fine, and are more durable. This indigo blue is not eye-catching and is stain-resistant. With these two pieces of silk thread, you can at least wear clothes from the Gongyuan." Find thousands of suspects."
Han Changmu had expected this, but he still couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment.
Seeing that Han Changmu was a little frustrated, Jiang Shen patted his shoulder and said gently, "Jiuchao."
Han Changmu seemed to be even more frustrated. This frustration greatly pleased Jiang Shen, making him feel that this young man was still too young and inexperienced, and could not bear the slightest blow.
He suddenly felt how ridiculous his previous fear of this person was.
He coughed lightly, and the exhaustion just now seemed to be gone, and his words became more kind and gentle: "Jiuchao, what are you going to do next?"
Han Changmu looked like he was thinking hard, frowned and said: "This official is not very familiar with the art of autopsy, so I need to call the Internal Health Department's Internal Health Tribute Academy for inspection."
Jiang Shen was stunned for a moment, and with a somewhat condescending tone, he nodded and said: "This is also something that can't be done, you just do it."
Han Changmu seemed to have taken a long breath, and his mind had calmed down a bit. There was an imperceptible lightness in his worries: "Thank you, Mr. Ge. I inspected the scene and found that the deceased was a scholar from Gongyuan, but the murderer was A man of great skill."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Shen had a gloomy look and said coldly: "Now there are Bei Ya Imperial Guards and Internal Guards in the Gongyuan, and all of them have outstanding kung fu. The others seem to be incapable of restraining a chicken, but what's going on behind the scenes? No one can see through it, everyone is suspicious."
Han Changmu looked sincere and nodded in agreement: "What the elder said is absolutely true. It's just that there are a lot of people in the Gongyuan. The internal guards are fine, but the forbidden army is extremely complicated and the investigation is very time-consuming. After dawn, the scholars will If I want to leave Gongyuan, I am afraid that someone will take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters."
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