In the Red Sleeve Courtyard, a large number of official officials gathered around them aggressively early in the morning.
The stewards held money in their sleeves and wanted to go up and accommodate them, hoping that they would not scare the patrons who were rising in the short spring night. After all, they were sleeping soundly after a night of lingering. If they were surprised by the officials, , that would be a great sin.
"There are people on top of our Hongxiu Courtyard," the steward yelled loudly while blocking the officials, thinking of using the stick first and then the carrot. This kind of operation is a tried and true method everywhere.
"Who is there above you?" A man walked out from behind the officer and said in a low voice.
The steward was about to shout, but then he saw the man's face and immediately knelt down with a plop, "Fu, Mr. Futai, why are you here in person?"
"What you mean is that when I came to Hongxiu Zhao before, I didn't come in person anymore," Zhou Dunru said coldly.
The butler could only slap himself hard in the face, "Look at my bad mouth, Mr. Futai, what are you doing here?"
"You have a place to go at night, and you have a place to go during the day." Zhou Dunru looked at the steward in front of him and slapped him, and sneered, "No need to slap, get up."
When the steward stepped aside and thanked him repeatedly, Zhou Dunru turned around and looked at Mr. Zhao Da, who was dressed in black. "Let's go. If I hadn't come in person, ordinary people would not be able to enter this Red Sleeve Courtyard."
Mr. Zhao Da nodded.
The two people, surrounded by officers and soldiers, entered the Red Sleeve Courtyard where Shang Jiuge and others had lived at night.
"Who did this villa originally belong to?" After Zhou Dunru entered, he saw that the originally elegantly decorated room on the first floor was messed up by a thunderbolt. The smell of alcohol overflowed, and there was also a faint smell of gunpowder smoke, various wood chips and iron. Blocks were everywhere in the room.
"Shanxi Sheng family." Mr. Zhao Da said lightly, "To be precise, it belongs to Sheng Junqian, the son of the Sheng family."
"The Sheng family." Zhou Dunru nodded and suddenly remembered something, "Sheng Junqian is the Sheng Junqian you mentioned last night."
"Who else is it if it's not him?" Mr. Zhao Da said coldly.
"But it seems that this place was attacked last night." As he said this, Zhao Jing walked around in a circle. "There is no blood left, so at least no one here was injured last night."
"But what about people?" Zhou Dunru couldn't help but ask.
"If someone throws a bomb into you in the Yamen, will you continue to sleep there until dawn the next day?" Zhao Jing raised his head and said sarcastically, "Let's take a look upstairs."
On the second floor of this small building, they saw the neatly cut window lattice.
The windows that were originally separated by wooden lattice were accurately cut into ninety-nine and eighty-one pieces.
Scattered all over the floor.
"There are no signs of fighting here." Zhao Jing continued, "But someone was kidnapped here."
Saying this, he pointed to the rope on the ground.
"And." Zhao Jing pointed to the footprints left on the table. "The direction of the footprints is inward, indicating that someone broke through the window directly from the outside and entered."
"Judging from the size of the footprints, the person who came must be a woman."
Zhou Dunru looked out the window and saw that there was no place to stand outside the window. He couldn't help but ask, "If she broke through from the window, how did she get in?"
"Can she really fly?"
"You don't need to be able to fly." Zhao Jing shook his head and said, "As long as the Qing Gong is good enough."
"What makes Qinggong good enough?" Zhou Dunru couldn't help but ask.
"A third-level master who specializes in Qinggong, or a second-level master or above."
At this time, a man in black from the six doors downstairs came up and said, "Tell Mr. Zhao Da that the drinks and food on the ground on the first floor have been tested and found to be poisonous, and they are highly toxic."
Zhao Jing nodded and waved, "Go down."
"By now, the matter is almost clear." Zhao Jing said.
"How do you understand?" Zhou Dunru asked.
"Shang Jiuge and Sheng Junqian stayed here last night. Then they ordered a banquet and ate and drank. They didn't expect that someone had poisoned the food and wine."
"So when the assassination came, they had no power to resist. That's why there was no blood on the first floor."
"Because there was no resistance at all, and the poison will not see blood." Zhao Jing analyzed.
"But I heard that there is a poison that bleeds from the seven orifices," Zhou Dunru said in a low voice.
"What did you say?" Zhao Jing asked.
Zhou Dunru quickly shook his head, "No, I didn't say anything. You continue."
"After they were caught, someone was taken away directly. I think it was Shang Jiuge, and Sheng Junqian might also be included."
"But one person was an unknown person, so he was taken to the second floor and interrogated." Zhao Jing analyzed.
"Then who is the person who broke in through the window?" Zhou Dunru couldn't help but asked, "Isn't their target Shang Jiuge?"
"Isn't Shang Jiuge already captured?"
Zhao Jing felt a little stuck for a moment.
Yes, if Shang Jiuge has been captured, the mission is completed, and there is only one unknown person being tortured upstairs, then why are there still signs of someone breaking in from the outside.
"Wait, let me think again, let me think again."
Zhao Jing paced in place for two weeks, then went downstairs to investigate, and then continued upstairs to sit on the ground and meditate.
"correct"
Zhao Jing slapped his thigh.
"You thought of it again" Zhou Dunru looked at Zhao Jing.
"Yes." Zhao Jing nodded, "The person who carried out the assassination this time was the Silver Bee Assassin of the Hive. Both of them were famous before joining the Hive."
"The Hive Assassin has always been a man and a woman who perform tasks together. One is responsible for assassination and is called Bee Stinger, and the other is responsible for coordinating and assisting and is called Bee Wing."
"Because the personalities of bee stingers and bee wings tend to complement each other, the success rate of assassination is also greatly improved."
"And this time, if I guess correctly, the poisons on the first floor were administered by Wei Tianyao, the bee-stinger hundred poison pharmacist. He is a very famous poison master in the world."
"And the thunder thrown behind was thrown by Lei Yun Niang in the clouds."
"They are assassins sent by Hive to kill Shang Jiuge."
"This way, it makes sense."
Zhou Dunru looked at Zhao Jing's determined expression, "Then tell me, has Shang Jiuge been captured?"
"Isn't it dead now?"
"Since you said it, Shang Jiuge's life and death are very important to today's martial arts world."
Zhao Jing nodded, "Of course Shang Jiuge is not dead."
"Not only did he not die, he tied up Wei Tianyao and took away Yun Niang."
Zhou Dunru looked at Zhao Jing and said, "What you said is the same as what you saw with your own eyes."
"Because the original appearance of the crime deduced from the scene should be as if it were seen with one's own eyes." Zhao Jing said matter-of-factly.
"Let me ask you." Zhao Jing sat on the floor and looked up at Zhou Dunru.
"If you were Yun Niang"
Zhou Dunru directly interrupted Zhao Jing's words, "I'm not Yun Niang."
