Outside the crowd, Tang Rou and Wang's mother were still standing. When the two women saw the girl surrounded, they both showed surprised expressions!
Zhao Xuanyi smiled and put away the embroidery needle in his hand
"Miss Qinglan, are you still planning to lie to me now? Do you think it still makes sense?" Qinglan's face changed, turning red and white for a while.
"I don't know what Mr. Zhao means by saying this!" Zhao Xuanyi stretched his waist.
"Oh, that's right! Mo Yu is still spitting before dying, and Little Chicken is shaking his arms before dying, so I'll say it nicely so that you can't refute!"
"Guo Da did not die because of heart disease, but you killed him. The method is actually very simple! Just use this embroidery needle in my hand. I think you should drink with Guo Da first. When he is a little drunk, you When you pour him wine or make physical movements, take advantage of it!"
"For example, a very simple action is to take out the embroidery needle hidden in the sleeve, then insert it into a specific acupuncture point on Guo Da's back, and quickly pull it out. At this time, Guo Da was drunk and under the influence of alcohol. Under paralysis, you won’t feel anything at all!”
"But as time goes by, he will feel very uncomfortable in his body, but by this time it is already too late! And when he dies, you only need to delay it for a while and tell a few jokes, and the whole thing will be more like It was an accident, right?" Zhao Xuanyi asked with a smile.
Qinglan's face turned pale after hearing this
"Mr. Zhao, what are you talking about? What important acupuncture points? I don't understand at all!"
"Don't you understand? For example... Jueyin, acupuncture point?" Zhao Xuanyi said coldly, his eyes were like the eyes of a falcon, staring at Qing Lan. At this moment, Zhao Xuanyi seemed to have determined that Qing Lan was the murderer!
"This is one of the three fatal spots on the human body, and the embroidery needle you use is very small. Even if it is pierced, if you don't take off all your clothes, you won't be able to find the wound. Naturally, it is not poisoned, so you are the first to arrive. The Dali Temple Shaoqing and Wu Zuo didn't notice this problem at all!" Qing Lan slowly shook her head.
"Why did Mr. Zhao say that I did it? Do you have evidence? If you are sure that I will use needles?"
"Handkerchief!" Zhao Xuanyi said very naturally
"You and Miss Gu Chun are crying. I deliberately asked you to wipe your tears with a handkerchief. Why would a woman who is such a good red worker use a handkerchief with ugly embroidery?"
"There is only one beautiful flower on Gu Chun's handkerchief, and none of the flowers can be named, but Qinglan, there are bright red peonies on your handkerchief! If such a beautiful female worker says that you can't use a needle, will anyone believe it? "After Qing Lan heard Zhao Xuanyi's words, she felt a chill in her back, and then she realized how powerful the sloppy-looking man in front of her was!
She was not the only one who was shocked. Wang Heming was even more surprised. He did not expect that what Li Hanrui said was true, and that Zhao Xuanyi was really so smart. Zhang Jinghua already felt a little regretful at this moment. He felt that he was going to lose the bet, and the money was It’s a small thing, but face is important!
A young minister from Dali Temple was overshadowed by a son-in-law? If word spreads about this, how can we still mess around?
Only Li Hanrui looked at all this with appreciation. He knew that as long as he left the matter to Zhao Xuanyi, there would be nothing to worry about!
Just wait and watch the show.
"Do you have evidence? You want to slander me with just an embroidery needle? Does Mr. Zhao take human life too simply?" Qing Lan shouted very forcefully.
Zhao Xuanyi looked at Qinglan indifferently
"Evidence? Didn't I show it to you from the beginning? Embroidery needle!" Zhao Xuanyi raised the embroidery needle in his hand and said.
Qing Lan smiled coldly, looking like she didn't care.
"How are you sure this is mine? There are quite a few people in Zui Chun House who know how to be a prostitute. You pick up an embroidery needle and say it's mine? I'm afraid Mr. Zhao won't convince others if he applies it mechanically like this!"
"When did I say there are only embroidery needles?" Zhao Xuanyi slowly took out the entire embroidery needle and saw a strand of green silk thread at the hole of the embroidery needle. After everyone saw it, they were all stunned.
Qing Lan looked at the embroidery needle in Zhao Xuanyi's hand in surprise, then looked at her green sleeves, her expression changed instantly!
Seeing Qing Lan's expression change drastically, Zhao Xuanyi showed a satisfied smile!
"Whether the entire green silk thread is the thread on Qinglan's sleeve, we will know after inspection! And the evidence is more than this. I entered the room, took you and Gu Chun's hands and sat down, I have to say...? "
"The little hands of you two girls are so tender! But! Miss Gu Chun's hands have nothing, but you have a silver wrench on the middle finger of your right hand. If I guess correctly, you use this wrench." When the thimble is used, it will be easier to insert the embroidery needle into Guo Da’s back!”
"Of course, in order to pull out the needle smoothly, it is natural to add a thin thread to the hole behind the needle. This allows the embroidery needle to be easily pulled out by pulling the thread. Brother Wang, please check the finger on her hand. Is it It's not like there are new scratches. I think silver items are very soft and there should be marks after pushing them with a needle!" Without saying anything, Wang Heming strode over, grabbed Qing Lan's right hand, and saw that there was a mark on her middle finger. A silver ring. Check it yourself. There is a small hole on it. Wang Heming looked at Qing Lan and sneered.
"What else can you say?" Qinglan smiled and shook her head.
"That's all? An embroidery needle and a trace of thread, and you say I am the murderer? Couldn't the small hole on my finger be from when I was a female celebrity?" Qing Lan shouted loudly.
When Wang Heming heard this, he thought that this woman was really tough. Now that all kinds of evidence were gathered together, even a thread on a pinhole could convict her, but she still didn't admit it?
"Come here, compare the threads on Qinglan's clothes with the threads on the pinholes. I think she has anything to say after seeing the results?" Wang Heming shouted in anger.
"Yes!" A man came over and wanted to take away the embroidery needle in Zhao Xuanyi's hand. And Zhao Xuanyi waved his hand, signaling the guards to get out of the way first.
"Actually, you don't have to go to such trouble, Brother Wang, just grab Qinglan's right hand, because there's more than just these pieces of evidence!"
"What?" And? Wang Heming held Qinglan's right hand tightly to prevent her from moving. Everyone became more and more entranced as they listened. No one interrupted now, they all listened quietly to Zhao Xuanyi's story.
Zhao Xuanyi came to Qinglan with a fearless smile on his face
"Do you remember what question I asked you?" Qing Lan stared at Zhao Xuanyi. This man was her mortal enemy and she wanted to kill him now.
"Young Master Zhao has asked so many questions, how do I know which one you are asking about?"
"Let me ask you, and Gu Chun, are you menstruating? But you all said no, so... where did the blood on your right sleeve come from?" Zhao Xuanyi shouted!
When Wang Heming heard this, he hurriedly looked at Qinglan's right sleeve, but after checking it, he saw no blood?
Wang Heming looked at Zhao Xuanyi hesitantly. Zhao Xuanyi sighed
"She is wearing a green gauze skirt, and blood is red. When the two come together, they will turn yellow. Look carefully. There is a yellow dot the size of a grain of rice. Look carefully!" Wang Heming then started to check carefully.
"Found it, here!" Wang Heming pulled Qinglan's sleeve and said, and everyone around him gathered around.
"Come here, check if this is blood stains immediately!" Zhang Jinghua shouted.
"Yes!" Two Dali Temple guards came over! Qing Lan threw away Wang Heming's hand and looked at everyone with tears in her eyes.
"No need to check, I admit that I killed Guo Da!" Qing Lan cried and shouted. She told the truth in one sentence. When everyone heard it, they were no longer anxious. She admitted it herself and waited to be arrested. Now in front of so much evidence, she had to admit it!
"Why did you kill the imperial official?" Wang Heming shouted.
"Because he deserves to die!" Qinglan shouted as she wiped away her tears.
"Because he changed jobs?" Zhao Xuanyi said softly
"When I was questioning you, Gu Chun said something. She said you said something to Guo Da, that is, why is Mr. Guo so drunk today? Anyone who can say this must know Guo Da very well. The power of alcohol!".
Qing Lan turned to look at Zhao Xuanyi, her eyes filled with disbelief. Zhao Xuanyi shook his head.
"I heard about it from Sister Tang. Guo Da was originally your benefactor, but recently, that is, half a month ago, he became obsessed with the newly arrived Gu Chun, so you became murderous, right?"
"Hahaha...!" Qinglan raised her head and laughed. The voice was loud and miserable. It was like the frost and snow in the cold winter or the wind and waves on the sea. It made people feel very uncomfortable after hearing it!
"We brothel girls are regarded by the world as shameless women, but we are also human beings, and we also have love and admiration. Although Guo Da has a family, he usually makes friends with me when he comes to Zui Chun House. I even sometimes work for him. Help when times are bad!”
"I don't ask him to redeem my life, I don't ask him to give me a promise, I just ask him to be the only one in Zuichun Tower. My heart and my body are all given to him. He once said sweet words to me, and also to me. I take good care of you!" At this point, Qinglan's eyes were full of happiness and infatuation, as if she were a girl in love!
"But he actually fell in love with the new guy Gu Chun? Only then did I realize that all men are the same. They only hear the new guy laugh and never see the old guy cry! I can't tolerate it, I can't bear it, so I plan to... The next time he comes, take action and kill him with your own hands!" Qing Lan said viciously.
Everyone listened quietly, and no one spoke. This is a woman's sincerity, and it is also the last belief and choice of an unbearable woman!
"Hahaha! The love of a brothel woman is really wonderful! Stop talking so much and take it away!" Zhang Jinghua sneered and shouted loudly!
Two guards came over, grabbed Qing Lan, and then pulled him outside. When Qing Lan passed Zhao Xuanyi, he gave Zhao Xuanyi a cold look.
"Sister Tang Rou!" Qing Lan suddenly shouted loudly and stopped. Tang Rou stood in the distance, watching all this quietly.
"I'm here!" Qing Lan looked at Tang Rou with a smile on her face
"Sister Tang Rou, I hope you don't become the second me!" Tang Rou frowned and said nothing! But I felt very uncomfortable.
Zhao Xuanyi thought to himself, who is this woman scolding?
"Hey? Qinglan, let me tell you one more thing?" Zhao Xuanyi asked with eyes full of teasing.
"What?" Qing Lan has now confessed her crime. If she is not afraid of death, what else is there to be afraid of? Zhao Xuanyi raised the embroidery needle in his hand
"This embroidery needle is not for you at all!"
"What did you say?" Qinglan shouted in surprise. Zhao Xuanyi raised his head and laughed
"You can just throw an embroidery needle anywhere. Where should I look for it? The sea? I asked my second brother to lead someone to search for it with a magnet for a long time, but he couldn't find it. So I just took an embroidery needle and added an embroidery needle. A green thread!"
"Fortunately, you admitted that you committed the murder, otherwise I would have lost all my skills!" After Zhao Xuanyi finished speaking, he winked at Qing Lan with a mocking expression!
At this moment, Qinglan was almost mad to death.
"Zhao Xuanyi, you liar!" Qing Lan desperately wanted to rush over and beat Zhao Xuanyi angrily, but was held down by two guards. Qing Lan cried heartbreakingly, but she is a woman after all, how strong can she be? Woolen cloth?
Unable to break free from the shackles of the two guards!
