"Puff!"
As soon as the words "guard with sword in front of the emperor" came out, all the government servants who were still yelling angrily fell to their knees.
The head catcher and the two other cadres under him were also so frightened that they did not dare to groan again. They immediately endured the pain and got up and knelt down.
The onlookers also knelt down. They all fell to their knees.
However: it was not the guards who they knelt on, but Lord Di Yingdi.
What the officials heard was from the front, and what the common people heard was from the back.
The government officials recognized the official title and power, while the common people recognized the person they were willing to recognize - Mr. Di.
Therefore, the two groups of people worship in different directions.
Di Ying walked out from the courtyard wall, smiling like that.
The common people didn't know why, but they recognized him. He was the Master Di mentioned by the guards.
When Peng Liang walked up to the Lord's side, the officials realized that they had worshiped the wrong "Buddha" and quickly moved their knees and adjusted their direction.
In order to make up for his mistake, he kept shouting: "I have met Mr. Di."
Di Ying did not look at them, but clasped his fists and returned the salute to the people, saying, "Everyone, get up. I am Di Ying, and I am honored to have met you all."
The people laughed.
This is Lord Di, the living Lord Di, exactly the same as what they heard and imagined...no, it is the Lord Di who feels closer and more reliable.
They jumped up, excited and excited, excited and nervous, wanting to get closer but not daring. Master Di could only open his bright eyes and look at them curiously.
Di Ying smiled, cupped her hands to everyone again, and said: "I won't say hello to everyone. There is a case here, so everyone can go about their business at hand. When you are free, Di Ying will not bother you again. Everyone."
When everyone heard this, they knew that Mr. Di had something serious to do, so they reluctantly left, looking back three times and dispersed.
Those who were far away stretched their necks to look.
Di Ying waved to them again, then turned around and walked into the small courtyard.
The steward who was blocking the door before was now leaning against the door, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.
Di Ying gave him a thumbs up and praised: "You know how to protect the scene of the accident, and you did a good job. Come, come in with me and introduce the situation of the deceased. The deceased is your master, right?"
This attitude, this tone, and this opening statement immediately made the manager feel more relaxed.
He quickly followed Master Di and started talking repeatedly.
"He is the villain's master. His name is Lu Quan, and he is from Quanzhou. We transported tea from Quanzhou, and then transported various groceries and small products back from Wenzhou.
Wenzhou's leather products are the best. We ship most of them that way, and they are very easy to sell when shipped back. Therefore, the owner's business is getting bigger and bigger.
You see, it takes dozens of truckloads of goods to go back and forth. After all, it's a long way and it's not easy to travel.
Oops, the villain should be beaten, it’s too far. "
When the steward got nervous or excited, he realized that he had gone astray, so he slapped himself in the mouth.
Seeing Mr. Di standing in front of the main room door, half-turned and looking at him, as if he was listening attentively, the manager became excited again.
He repeatedly said: "My master took a break last night at a normal time, which was around 22:00.
After finishing his accounts, he went to sleep. He sleeps alone, so we don't need anyone to watch over him.
Today in the morning, Xiao Jia, the servant who was waiting for the grooming, went to wake him up. As a result, no one answered after calling several times, so Xiao Jia pushed the door open and went in.
Then it was discovered that the owner was dead.
He shouted.
Da, Master Di... Our Dong family is very kind and good to the fellow villagers. You, you must make the decision for him. "
After the manager got back to his business, he realized that his master was dead, and he immediately began to cry in mourning.
Di Ying glanced at his feet and asked casually: "You know how to do martial arts?"
"Uh-huh."
The steward nodded vigorously and replied: "The villain is a son of Mr. Lu's family. He has been fond of dancing with guns and sticks since he was a child. When he was fifteen years old, Mr. Lu took him with him.
Later, Master Lu discovered that the villain had a talent for calculating accounts, so he began to teach the villain how to read, read, and count. After the villain completes his studies, the master will leave all the transportation and collection of goods to the villain.
My husband didn’t have to come in person this time, but it rained a little too much this year, so the quality of the autumn tea wasn’t very good.
My husband came to discuss with the leather goods store here to see whether they should ship normally, make up for it next time, or reduce the quantity of goods.
Naturally, such a big matter cannot be decided by a villain, so my master came here in person. As a result... no one was alive.
How can I explain this to the villain after he goes back? "
As he said that, he started crying again, hugged his head and squatted on the ground while crying.
Di Ying turned around, walked forward, stretched out both hands to hold the other person's hand, and pulled the other person up.
As soon as the steward stood up, he suddenly felt that he was too close to Mr. Di, which was really rude. He quickly took a step back, wiped his tears and said, "I'm rude, little man."
"It's okay, I accidentally got too close."
Di Ying waved her hands, smiled comfortingly at the other party, then turned around and walked into the house.
The fingers of the hands behind his back moved slightly.
The main hall of the main house is clean and tidy, with no suspicious signs. Di Ying motioned to the person in charge to stand by the door of the side bedroom, and then went to the side bedroom where the deceased was.
After observing the situation in the house, a preliminary autopsy was conducted on the deceased.
Di Ying bent down and smelled the various smells emanating from the dead body.
He put on his gloves again, pinched open the deceased's mouth, smelled carefully, and looked again.
Then check the eyelids, head, neck...all the way.
There was no residue in the deceased's fingernails.
The quilt had been grabbed hard. It was shown that he struggled slightly before his death.
Based on the splattering of blood, Di Ying could judge that the murderer approached the deceased while he was sleeping, opened the curtain, inserted a knife into the victim's heart, and then quickly retreated, letting the curtain fall.
There was almost no blood on the murderer's body. It was probably only on his hands, and only on one hand.
It shows that the murderer is very experienced and it is definitely not his first time to kill someone.
Bingzhou scissors are very famous. Whether they are long or short, or used for kitchen or women's work, they will be marked with Bingzhou's logo and workshop mark.
The murder weapon used to kill Lu Quan was a pair of long scissors, with a slender body and two round handles that were not too big.
This is a tool used for shearing sheep or trimming delicate items.
It's easy to buy, or get. Because it is usually placed in the yard.
Di Ying picked up a dried apricot flower from the deceased's chest, above the blood stain.
This apricot flower has been processed very well. Even if it is dried, the flower shape is still intact.
There are eight or nine such dried apricot flowers, but only one of them, the thin petals, is dyed red by blood, as if it has been filled with blood and bloomed again.
Is it not easy to preserve the flower shape like this?
The murderer remained calm after finishing the killing. After Lu Quan struggled to swallow his breath, he stepped forward again and scattered dried apricot flowers.
This mentality is very strong.
No wonder he is not afraid of himself and dares to provoke.
Di Ying gently twirled her fingers, thinking about the case in her mind.
He had an intuition: if this case was solved, the murderer would continue killing people and prepare to provoke him with the next case.
But if it is not solved, Zheng Xiaoqiang’s family will never find it.
"Sir, there is something in this tea cup."
