"Master!"
"Ahhhhh, so much blood!"
"The head of the family has been killed!"
"Ms. Lin killed the head of the family!"
Screams were heard one after another. Lin Sui'an stared at Meng Man staggering in, kneeling in front of Luo Shichuan's body and crying loudly. The servants were so frightened that they collapsed outside the house, and two men in black shirts peed their pants. He stood outside the door and looked at the room carefully. His face was sharp and angular, with a delicate gable mustache and a forehead wiper tied on his head. Suddenly, he suddenly cast his gaze on Lin Sui'an's face, his eyes as fierce as a wild beast. That's the look that stares at a very evil person.
What a joke!
Lin Sui'an pinched his thigh hard, and the severe external pain awakened the downed brain cells, and shouted, "Don't even come in! Protect the scene! Go and report to the official!"
There was a sudden silence all around. The servants were stunned. Meng Man looked up in confusion, with tears on his face. The fierce look in the man's eyes turned into surprise.
Lin Sui'an put his hands into his cuffs, pinched his wrists with his nails to force himself to calm down, and said firmly, "I will stay here, I won't run away, go and report to the official!"
Everyone was still stupid.
"Hurry!" Lin Sui'an shouted.
Meng Man was excited and shouted, "Report to the official!"
The servant outside the house screamed and ran out.
Meng Man turned to look at Lin Sui'an, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and his whole body was trembling slightly, "You..."
"Stand there and don't move. You have already destroyed the scene just now, which may affect the on-site investigation," Lin Sui'an said quickly, "I came to appreciate the moon at the invitation of the Luo family last night, but I was accidentally attacked and fainted today. I woke up early and found that I was locked in the house. The head of the Luo family——" Lin Sui'an paused, "When I saw him, he was already dead."
Meng Man's body was hunched, and he sat paralyzed on the ground.
Lin Sui'an urgently sorted out the clues:
When the lights were turned off last night, it was probably the time when Luo Shichuan was killed, but there was no call for help at that time. Only the sound of breathing was heard in the door. Now that I think about it, maybe it wasn't Luo Shichuan's breathing, but the murderer. The one who knocked her unconscious should be the murderer. .
There were no signs of fighting in the house, indicating that Luo Shichuan was killed without any precautions. Did Luo Shichuan know the murderer? No, there is another possibility. The murderer quickly cleaned up the scene after killing Luo Shichuan. If there was a luminol reagent - Lin Sui'an patted his forehead and could not use modern investigation methods to infer - why the murderer wanted to knock her out? Did she think she saw the murderer? Then why didn't he kill her and silence her, but left her at the crime scene? Framing her to help him escape?
Lin Sui'an shook his head vigorously again, forcing himself to get rid of these messy thoughts, and looked around again.
The most important thing now is how to clear himself of the suspicion of murder.
There are currently two clues that are beneficial to her. One is that there is no blood on her body, and the other is that there is no motive to kill Luo Shichuan. However, these evidences are too weak and cannot stand at all, unless she can break the most unfavorable evidence - the secret room. .
She couldn't touch anything in the house now, otherwise she might be framed and destroy the evidence. The best way was to wait for the government to investigate the scene before taking action, especially Luo Shichuan's body. Lin Sui'an was very confused as to why it was like that. Position and posture? How long has he been dead? Fatal wound - probably in the chest. What was the murder weapon? Why is the murder weapon missing?
The work here must be reliable! Lin Sui'an prayed secretly.
"Grandpa!!" The sharp screams came from far away, and Luo Kou rushed towards her. Before the servant at the door could even stop her, she had already thrown herself on Luo Shichuan, her hands trembling as she rubbed Luo Shichuan's cheeks, neck, and chest. , his palms were stained with blood, and he screamed miserably, "Ahhhhhhhh!!"
Meng Man rushed over and grabbed Luo Kou's shoulders, hugging her tightly. Luo Kou's eyes bulged, "What's going on? What's going on?!"
Meng Man's nose was swollen with tears, "Someone killed the head of the family!"
"Who? Who?!" Luo Kou screamed and looked around, suddenly saw Lin Sui'an, and suddenly grabbed Meng Man's skirt, like a drowned person clutching a driftwood, "Why is Sister Lin here?" ?Did she kill Grandpa?!"
Meng Man closed his eyes and shed tears, "When I came, the head of the house was dead, the door was bolted, and Mrs. Lin was the only one in the house. I, I don't know... I don't know..."
"It's not me!" Lin Sui'an said resolutely, "After the government checks, they can clear my name!"
The man with a mustache at the door suddenly laughed, with a hint of mockery in his voice.
Lin Sui'an ignored him. She stared at the tea table in front of her. The types of tea utensils here were too diverse. In addition to the common teapots, tea bowls, saucers, small stoves, there were also things like rollers and small wooden boxes. Although before Seeing that Luo Shichuan had used it, but the process was cumbersome, she actually didn't remember much, but for some reason, Lin Sui'an felt a strange feeling in her heart at this time.
The people from the government finally arrived belatedly. The leader of the county captain was wearing a light blue official robe, a stone belt on his waist, and a futou on his head. He was about thirty years old, with a flat face, big eyes, and a big nose. He was followed by six strong men in soap clothes. , black boots, a turban, a fierce expression, and an iron ruler on his waist.
The servant of the reporter should have reported the simple situation on the way. The county lieutenant stood at the door and took a rough look at the situation in the house, then asked his subordinates to pull Meng Man and Luo Kou out, and glanced around Lin Sui'an. Picking up the broken door latch on the ground, he asked, "Was the door bolted when you opened it?"
Meng Man wiped away his tears and said, "Yes."
County captain: "Who knocked the door?"
"Me." Shan Zihu said.
The county lieutenant glanced at Shanzihu and said, "Are you from the Luo family?"
"I am Mu Zhong," said Hu Baoquan with a mountain character, "I belong to the Mu family's caravan."
The county lieutenant's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly bowed and saluted, and put on a flattering smile, "It turns out that he is the leader of the sixth team of Mu's caravan. It's really not as good as seeing it, and I am disrespectful. My Excellency, Zhu Dachang, Nanpu County Judicial Lieutenant , these are my bad guys (note)."
The six men in soap clothes immediately stopped their fierceness and clasped their fists respectfully, "I've seen the leader of the sixth team."
Mu Zhong: "You're welcome, I'm a merchant, I can't bear it."
Zhu Dachang: "Mr. Mu, you are well-informed. According to your opinion, what is the situation of this case?"
"The doors and windows are locked. There are only two people in the house, one is the head of the Luo family and the other is her." Mu Zhong glanced at Lin Sui'an.
At this glance, Lin Sui'an's hair stood up.
Foreboding!
Sure enough, Zhu Dachang understood immediately, pointed at Lin Sui'an and shouted, "Arrest this murderer quickly -"
"Get your uncle!" Lin Sui'an flew up and was in front of Zhu Dachang in an instant, grabbing him by the throat. To be honest, even Lin Sui'an himself didn't expect it to be so fast, let alone those bad guys. He was dumbfounded. The first person to react was Mu Zhong. He suddenly punched Lin Sui'an. The wind of the punch grazed Lin Sui'an's brow. Lin Sui'an tilted his head slightly and swung his left arm away. Mu Zhong's arm, Mu Zhong groaned and took half a step back. During this half step, Lin Sui'an grabbed Zhu Dachang and retreated into the room with lightning speed.
The bad guy was furious, and he pulled out the iron ruler and was about to kill him in the house. Lin Sui'an made a mistake with his finger and pinched Zhu Dashang so hard that his face turned pale and his eyes almost exploded.
Lin Sui'an: "If he dares to take a step forward, he will die!"
Zhu Dachang: "Woooooo!"
The bad guy looked ferocious and slowly retracted his feet. Mu Zhong held his right elbow with his left hand, and his whole right arm was shaking slightly. It was obvious that he had just injured his muscles and bones, but there was no trace of anger on his face, and his eyes were filled with excitement.
"What a skill, what a strength!"
"Ms. Lin, what are you doing?!" Meng Man shouted.
The bad guy yelled angrily: "You're looking for death by holding the imperial official hostage!"
Lin Sui'an's fingers slid to the root of Zhu Dachang's neck and stuck two of his neck tendons. Zhu Dachang coughed twice and took several breaths before he finally managed to speak out, "Ying, hero, spare your life! I'm just a runaway from the ninth grade. Officer, worthless!"
Lin Sui'an glanced sideways at Zhu Dachang: "Let them do as I say, otherwise today next year will be your death anniversary."
Although he had escaped Mu Zhong's attack just now, Lin Sui'an was still cut open by the fist wind. Blood dripped down his eyebrows, somewhat blocking his vision. Lin Sui'an could only speak with half-squinted eyes, but he didn't know that she was so contemptuous. His expression was half bloody, and he looked like a ferocious demon from hell.
Zhu Dachang was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. His teeth trembled and he uttered two words, "Okay!"
Lin Sui'an: "First, let Wu Zuo do the autopsy."
Zhu Dachang: "Go find Wu Zuo!"
A bad guy ran out.
Lin Sui'an: "Second, find a painter."
Zhu Dachang: "Would you like to draw people or flowers and birds?"
"The one who drew the map."
"Find a map artist!"
The second bad guy leaves.
"Third, go find the craftsman who built this house."
"Look for the craftsman!"
The third bad guy ran away.
"Girl, what do you want to do?" Mu Zhong asked with interest.
Lin Sui'an still ignored him. She was busy trying to figure out whether there was anything missing. But I don’t know whether it’s because this era is too Buddhist or because the work efficiency is too slow. After more than ten minutes, no one has come back. Lin Sui’an is still calm with the hostage in hand, but Mu Zhong is a little uncontrollable. Start testing frequently.
"Little girl, don't think that I'm afraid of you because of your three-legged cat skills."
Lin Sui'an: "It doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it is a good cat."
Does this big brother think she is blind? His arm was clearly dislocated and he was quietly putting it back together.
Mu Zhong's eyelids twitched, "Besides the deceased, you are the only one in this house. If you are not the murderer, who is the murderer?"
Lin Sui'an: "If I really killed him, why is there no blood on my body?"
"Wash with water."
"Where's the water?" Lin Sui'an glanced at the table, "Water for making tea? There's a little missing."
"Use something else to wipe the blood stains."
"What to wipe with?"
"Clothes, fabrics, or sheets, it's all possible."
"Where's the cloth after wiping?"
"Of course it's burned."
"What to burn with?"
"Wind stove."
Furnace? Lin Sui'an followed Mu Zhong's gaze and saw that the so-called wind stove should be the small clay stove used for making tea.
"It's a pity that this furnace doesn't even have ashes." Lin Sui'an said.
This was what she felt was abnormal just now. There was no ashes in the furnace, which was unusually clean. Of course, it could also be that Luo Shichuan had a mysophobia and had to clean it up after making tea.
Mu Zhong clicked his tongue.
Lin Sui'an: "If I were really the murderer, why would I lock myself here and wait for someone to catch me?"
Mu Zhong: "The most vicious people always have some abnormal brains."
Lin Sui'an sneered: "Indeed, killing one is enough to earn one, killing two makes one, don't you think so, Lieutenant Zhu County?"
Zhu Dachang: "This, this, this, this hero, actually, I am very familiar with the map of Nanpu County. It is called the walking map of the walking square!"
Lin Sui'an: "Huh?"
"Leave me a small life to pave the way for heroes!"
If the current situation hadn't allowed it, Lin Sui'an would have almost laughed. This pig intestine's brain circuit was really full of twists and turns, and he was quite forward-looking. He even helped her plan her way out.
Mu Zhong looked at Lin Sui'an several times, and a smile appeared on his lips, "Could it be that you want to say that the Luo family leader killed himself?"
Lin Sui'an had not considered this possibility, but quickly rejected it.
Not for anything else, because of Luo Kou.
Luo Shichuan is concerned and will not commit suicide.
"It's not suicide." Lin Sui'an said, "The real murderer must have used some kind of mechanism to build this secret room after killing someone."
The smile on Mu Zhong's face disappeared, "Secret room?"
Zhu Dachang: "Well, what is that?"
"The murder occurred in a completely closed room, but the murderer was able to use some trick to escape or disappear out of thin air to eliminate suspicion." Lin Sui'an glanced at the entire room, "As long as the mystery of the secret room can be solved, he can naturally Catch the real culprit." He glanced at Mu Zhong again, "Don't you want to catch the real culprit who killed the head of the Luo family?"
Mu Zhong stopped talking.
The first bad guy to go out finally came back sweating profusely and grabbed a fat painter. The fat man was so frightened that he trembled like chaff and slid his legs underground.
Lin Sui'an: "Draw down the layout of this room, all the furniture, furnishings, and objects. Don't make an inch wrong!"
Painter: "Huh?"
Bad guy: "Quickly draw!"
The painter lay trembling at the door, spread out the paper, took a look at the room, and painted a few strokes very quickly.
After another ten minutes, the second bad guy came back, followed by a dry and thin old man carrying a large wooden box. He was obviously from Nanpu County.
Lin Sui'an: "Come in and do the autopsy, do the autopsy carefully, tell me loudly!"
Wu Zuo's turbid eyes were fixed on Luo Shichuan from the beginning. It seemed that there was no one else around except this corpse. He first spread a straw mat inside the door, stepped on the straw mat and knelt in front of Luo Shichuan, opened the box, and spread out On the white cloth, he put the autopsy tools one after another, and finally took out three yellow paper charms, folded them a few times, placed them on top of Luo Shichuan's head, and pressed them down with a paperweight.
Luo Kou let out a suppressed cry and shrank into Meng Man's arms. Meng Man turned his head and couldn't bear to look anymore. Lin Sui'an dragged Zhu Dachang behind Wu Zuo and stared at Wu Zuo's movements.
Wu Zuo's hands as skinny as tree branches loosened Luo Shichuan's bun. Because the body was already stiff and could not lie flat, Wu Zuo kept the body lying sideways and began to inspect it. He touched down inch by inch from the top of his head. "The front of the head, no hairpin. The hair is three feet and one inch long, and there are no injuries on the crown, forehead, hairline, forehead, and eyebrows. His eyes are closed." He opened Luo Shichuan's eyelids with his thumb and middle finger, "The eyeballs are intact."
At this moment, Lin Sui'an saw Luo Shichuan's dilated pupils without warning, a white light flashed, and a picture appeared in front of him as if switching channels.
The sweet-scented osmanthus tree is covered with buds, and the tables are filled with tea utensils. There are two white envelopes next to the tea bowl. The breeze blows, and the bright yellow flower buds fall on the envelopes, shining brightly, like fragments of autumn.
