Lin Sui'an hid half of his body behind an old locust tree, his hands and feet numb with shock. She was not sure whether Ling Zhiyan had eaten something bad, such as an acute gastrointestinal cold, or - she poked her head out and took a look, Ling Zhiyan seemed to have vomited all the contents of her stomach, and now it turned into acidic water - -Looking from this angle, you can see that the corners of his eyes are red, with a hint of water, and his expression is depressed and painful.
Lin Sui'an felt something was wrong. Could it be vomiting caused by psychological reasons?
The sound of footsteps came from far away, and Hua Yitang's iris petal-like clothes floated to her side, and she whispered:
"Four years ago, there was a serial home invasion, murder and robbery case in Dongdu. The murder method was very cruel. In three months, seven families were slaughtered, and no one was left alive. For a time, people in Dongdu were panicked, and rumors were flying everywhere. Dali Temple He was assigned to investigate the case and tracked him for a month. He identified the suspect as a gangster and set up a dragnet to catch him. Unexpectedly, on the night when the robber was caught, another family was massacred. A family of four, including father, mother, All the sons died, and only my thirteen-year-old sister who was hiding in the cellar escaped."
Lin Sui'an intuitively felt that what he said later was the key point, "What next?"
"With my sister's eyewitness testimony, I quickly identified the real culprit. He was not the gangster, but a butcher with an ordinary appearance. On the day when the real culprit beheaded the girl, the girl did not show up. A person from the eighth grade who was responsible for contacting the girl The judge at Dali Temple felt something was abnormal, so he went to the girl’s home to check and found the girl’s body.”
Lin Sui'an's head jumped.
"The girl committed suicide and left a suicide note to the Dali Temple judge."
Lin Sui'an: "...What did you write?"
Hua Yitang shook his head: "No one knows. I only know that the Dali Temple judge got seriously ill after that, and the root of the disease was left. There are no clues on weekdays, but for some unknown reason, sometimes he would suddenly vomit and have a low fever for several days. It was quite dangerous a few times.”
"Is that Dali Temple judge—" Lin Sui'an looked over, "Ling Sizhi?"
Hua Yitang tapped his forehead with a fan, seeming a little worried, "Chen Yanfan said that they speculated that Ling Liulang did not want the victim to be a young woman, so he was strictly prohibited from intervening in this case from the beginning."
Sure enough, it was traumatic stress disorder, Lin Sui An said, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong.
"If it is true as Mr. Chen said, Ling Sizhi should have had an attack long ago when Yun Shuihe discovered the body, or when Fang Ke conducted an autopsy."
"I also think what they said is too far-fetched, and there must be some hidden secret behind it." Hua Yitang sneered, "But Chen Yanfan's wooden fish head just picked up on this nonsense, and kept me talking nonsense for a long time. , he insists on letting me take care of his Liulang, he really lives up to his name, Chen Fanfan, I'm so annoyed."
Lin Sui'an was a little funny. Hua Yitang was shouting "annoyed", but his face was full of worry about Ling Zhiyan, and he was truly outspoken.
Hearing Ling Zhiyan's movements, which had turned into retching, the two of them stretched their necks from behind the tree and stared helplessly, feeling quite embarrassed.
Lin Sui'an: "Tell me, will it be a little embarrassing if we go there now?"
Hua Yitang: "Why are you asking me? I'm not the roundworm in his stomach!"
"You are both men, so you naturally have similar ideas."
"How can I, as smart as I am, be compared to this stupid guy?"
"Then please, Shiro, please use your smart head to think about it, what should you do now? Are you going to watch him vomit bile?"
"I have antiemetic medicine." A pale hand suddenly appeared, frightening the two of them so much that their hearts almost jumped out of their mouths.
Fang Ke was holding a small white porcelain vase and stood behind the two of them expressionlessly. The next moment, he was stuffed behind the locust tree by Hua Yitang and Lin Sui'an.
Hua Yitang raised his finger: "Shh——"
Fang Ke: "When you're sick, you're cured, when you're talking, when you're farting, why are you shushing?"
Lin Sui'an: "Does this antiemetic medicine work?"
Fang Ke: "I improved the recipe of Eta's tea."
Hua Yitang snatched the porcelain vase, "Do you have any grudge against Ling Liulang?"
"I believe the results are outstanding."
Lin Sui'an: I believed your lies!
The three of them were arguing. Suddenly, Lin Sui'an was startled and caught a glimpse of the shadow behind him from the corner of his eye. He grabbed Hua Yitang by the collar and threw him out, and then he threw him behind the tree.
Attack, Hanashiro!
Ling Zhiyan stood three steps away with a surprised expression.
Hua Yitang hurriedly stuffed the porcelain bottle into his sleeve, shook his fan twice as if nothing had happened, shook his head and said, "The grass is boundless and the willow color is green, flying flowers, ah, what the hell, there are no flowers, cough, the grass is boundless and the willow color is green, The sky is full of fallen leaves like flying flowers. I never thought that the back office of Dali Temple would still have such a scene. Oh, Ling Liulang, what a coincidence, are you here to enjoy the grass too?"
Ling Zhiyan's face and lips were a little pale, but her posture was still as straight as a cypress. She paused for a moment on Hua Yitang's face, then tilted her head slightly to look at Lin Sui'an and Fang Ke.
Fang Ke's face was expressionless and he moved behind Lin Sui'an.
Lin Sui'an grabbed a branch to cover his face, feeling deeply embarrassed: Hua Yitang, where has your usual ability to talk nonsense gone? Why did you drop the chain at the critical moment!
Ling Zhiyan lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled slightly, cleared her throat and said, "Ling also wants to ask the three family members a few questions. I wonder if the three of them would like to go with us?"
"Naturally!" Hua Yitang hooked Ling Zhiyan's shoulders, as if they were two brothers, "After you finish asking about the case, let's go out for a walk together. There is Wang's Restaurant in Nan City, where the mutton soup is very famous. , your stomach is empty at this time, it is best to eat something warm——"
Ling Zhiyan was a little helpless: "Ling just wants to eat something simple. I want to go back to the Document Hall to read the files later -"
"You've almost torn through those files. If there were any clues, they would have been discovered a long time ago. As the saying goes, how can a living person suffocate to death? Let's go out for a walk, maybe we can find some unexpected clues. Woolen cloth?"
Ling Zhiyan was startled, "What does Shiro mean?"
"As the saying goes, everything depends on people and success depends on heaven. Hua has been blessed with good luck since birth. As long as I am willing to take action, there is no case that cannot be solved! What's more, now there are Mrs. Lin and Doctor Fang to help, so it's just like adding more power to a tiger. That’s it!”
With that said, Hua Yitang turned back and winked at Lin Sui'an.
Lin Sui'an understood that Hua Yitang was talking about her golden finger. Although the two memories obtained so far are very confusing, they both have one thing in common, which is that they are related to markets and crowds. According to Hua Yitang's protagonist The halo's urinary nature may be the best solution to go out and look for clues.
Lin Sui'an also winked at Hua Yitang.
Hua Yitang raised his eyebrows and blinked again.
Lin Sui'an had no choice but to wink: Got it.
Hua Yitang was so happy that she hugged Ling Zhiyan and walked away.
Fang Ke stared at Lin Sui'an with a strange look for a long time, shook his head, sighed and left. In a daze, he seemed to hear him whispering: "After all, he is also the Lord of Qianjing, but his eyesight is so bad... "
Lin Sui'an: Huh?
There is indeed a Wangjia Food Store in Nanshi.
After entering Nanshifangmen, go east along the main street, turn a right angle at the entrance of Tingzi Street, and you will see the plaque of Wangjia Food Store, with red paint and gold characters, which is very impressive. Below the plaque is a signboard over three feet wide, which lists the meals served today: mutton soup, light noodles, Biluo, scallion Yangchun noodles, steamed meat cakes (mostly mutton, occasionally some). Chicken and duck, almost no pork, which in this era had no place). The foundation of the house is very high, and you have to climb five or six steps to enter. The door faces south, facing the direction of Hongzhuangfang. Sitting in the private room on the second floor of the restaurant, you can clearly see the courtyard of Fan Ba's family. .
At a quarter past noon, the ladies of Fan Ba's family just stood up, dragging their colorful skirts and fluttering in the garden, like colorful clouds.
It's a pity that no one in the elegant room is interested in such a seductive scenery except Lin Sui'an.
Ling Zhiyan was studying the testimony of the victim's family member who had just been asked. The buns in the bowl had turned into cold noodles. Hua Yitang was just the opposite. He had six empty bowls stacked in front of him and ate the seventh bowl with relish. He ate half of it immediately. The bowl made him sleepy, and he leaned against his big wooden box and fell asleep. Lin Sui'an called the waiter who poked his head outside the door to come in and clean up, and ordered another bowl of hot food, replacing Ling Zhiyan's cold bun.
Ling Zhiyan didn't even notice that her buns had been replaced, and swallowed two mouthfuls. "Both Qu Siniang and Feng Erniang were found dead in the ditch about ten days after they disappeared. They both went out to buy household items before they disappeared. Qu Siniang They went to the West Market, and Feng Erniang went to the Nan City."
Qu Siniang is a blind girl who lives in Guanglifang next door to the West Market. Because she is blind and has difficulty moving, she usually only goes to the West Market to buy daily necessities. Feng Erniang is the female corpse discovered yesterday. She lives in Lirenfang, near Yongdunmen. Like most people in Dongdu, she likes to go shopping in Nanshi.
"Nuo, we have one more thing in common." Hua Yitang burped and leaned comfortably on the sofa. His complicated and layered clothes were spread out, like a Samoyed sunbathing in the sun. "The last places these fifteen women went to before disappearing were all markets. Eight went to the South Market, four went to the North Market, and one went to the West Market."
Ling Zhiyan: "Only Qu Siniang is from Xishi——"
Lin Sui'an: "The murderer probably knocked them unconscious in the market, took them away, and then took them home to kill them."
"There are no signs of external force or hard objects hitting their heads." Fang Ke said with his eyes closed.
Hua Yitang: "Is it because of drug use?"
Fang Ke: "It's possible. If he was killed a few days after the kidnapping, the medicinal properties would have dissipated long ago and there would be no trace of it on the body."
Ling Zhiyan: "There is a curfew in Dongdu, the three markets all open at the beginning of the afternoon, and the markets in Youzheng are closed. Starting from the beginning of Xu, the doors of each market are closed one after another. In other words, the murderer needs to do it in broad daylight and in full view of the public - this is it possible?"
Lin Sui'an: "Have Jingzhao Mansion and Dali Temple ever received reports of kidnappings on the street?"
Ling Zhiyan shook her head, "Sanfang Market is a crowded place. After the market opens, there will be bad guys from the city department patrolling back and forth to maintain public order. I have never heard of such a bad case."
Lin Sui'an didn't believe the bad people in the City Department at all. I saw them when I was attacked last time. They were all a bunch of drunkards. But she believed that the eyes of the people were sharp. If there was anything unusual, there would have been so many pedestrians and witnesses who would have discovered something was wrong. However, there was no such report, indicating that the murderer did not use conventional means to kidnap people, but used more... Secret, more difficult to detect techniques.
"The murderer must have used some special method to deceive others. It's useless even if we try to break our heads here." Hua Yitang sat up, pointed at Feng Erniang's testimony with a fan, "Feng Erniang wanted to make a new dress before she disappeared. , so I often go to various fabric shops in Nan City to choose fabrics, maybe we can start from here.”
Ling Zhiyan frowned: "Silang, do you know how many cloth shops there are in Nan City?"
"Just ask the city department and you'll know." Hua Yitang said, "It would be best if we could get a map of Zhangnan City."
Ling Zhiyan nodded and stood up: "I'll come as soon as I go."
"Liu Lang, walk slowly, we are waiting for your good news here." Hua Yitang happily shook his fan and watched Ling Zhiyan disappear into the crowd. He immediately stood up and said to Lin Sui'an, "Without further delay, let's go."
Lin Sui'an glanced at Fang Ke, and the man in red closed his eyes and waved his hand, "Good to go, I won't send you off."
"Do you think Brother Fang has noticed something?" Lin Sui'an asked.
"Brother Fang is a smart man. If we don't tell him, he won't ask. If he doesn't ask, we don't have to tell him." Hua Yitang smiled and said, "It's tacitly understood."
Lin Sui'an shrugged and said he would not comment.
"Tell me about the scene you saw in Feng Erniang's memory," Hua Yitang said, "and give it more details."
To be honest, this was a bit difficult for Lin Sui'an. The scene lasted only a few seconds, and it was too pale to describe it in words, so he could only repeat it dryly.
"It was a cloudy day, with black eaves, and the plaque was also black, with yellow characters and something written on the line. It was about four characters - I guess..."
Such a vague description made Hua Yitang feel a little worried. He was shaking his fan quickly as he walked, his brows were furrowed and his clothes were flying. The noisy crowd passed by him without leaving any trace. Suddenly, he stopped and turned around. Entered a Four Treasures Shop.
Four Treasures Store sells the Four Treasures of the Study. Hua Yitang did not choose the commonly used pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but chose a small black lacquer box, about two inches wide and four inches long, which can be held in one hand. The box contained a small ink sac, a pocket brush only three inches long, and a slightly yellowed paper roll. Lin Sui'an had seen this set of equipment before. It was the "little four treasures" used by Hu Shang on the back of a camel to write. It can be called a portable notebook of this era.
This time, Hua Yitang asked in more detail, "What is the approximate shape of the eaves you are talking about? Can there be wind chimes? Can there be ridge beasts? Is there moss on the tiles? What is the angle of the eaves? How big is the plaque? Yes. All black or blue-black? Can there be patterns on the border? Is it ear-shaped or striped? What type of writing is it? Is it gold, yellow, or orange..."
With Hua Yitang's guiding questions, Lin Sui'an's memory of the pictures became clearer and clearer, and his descriptions became more specific. Hua Yitang confirmed and made corrections at the same time. By the time he made the tenth draft, he finally had some ideas. Based on all the scraps, I concentrated on drawing the eleventh draft.
Lin Sui'an watched as the picture written by Hua Yitang gradually took shape, and his mouth grew longer and bigger.
Good guy, is this dude her brainwave scanner? It actually completely restored the Goldfinger scene one to one! The level of detail is comparable to a black and white photo! There are even special colors marked.
Hua Yitang put away his pen, his sleeves stained with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, "How about it, does it look like it?"
Lin Sui'an gave a thumbs up, "Silang is mighty!"
Hua Yitang breathed a sigh of relief, "In this case, we only need to follow this painting to find this line of cloth——"
"Hey? Isn't this the Zhuhu Bu Shop in Guochun Lane, Nanshi?"
A head came close to the two of them, chewing a sugar cake in his mouth, and making a greasy fingerprint on the painting with his fingers.
Hua Yitang: "Hey!"
Lin Sui'an slapped him in the face, "Where the hell did you go?!"
Jin Ruo rubbed the back of his head, picked the oily residue on his gums with his tongue, and grinned, "Sure enough, you can't do it without me!":,,
