Zhao Xuanyi scraped a little bit with his finger, rubbed it on his finger, and showed a smile on his face
"It's exactly what I thought!" Zhao Xuanyi handed the board to Wang Heming
"Have your men carefully remove the powder from it and wrap it up with something!" Wang Heming looked at the board
"Is this powder useful?"
"It's all the reason why the sedan can catch fire!"
"What?" Wang Heming touched it with his fingers, then put it in front of his nose and smelled it.
"This is not gunpowder!" Zhao Xuanyi laughed
"Now that we have found out why the sedan chair burned, the next step is to catch the murderer! Where were the bearers and guards at the time?" Wang Heming handed the wooden board to his men on the side.
"Follow Mr. Zhao's words!"
"yes!"
"The bearers and guards have been detained in the prison of Dali Temple. Do they need to be interrogated? I will have someone bring them over now!" Wang Heming said.
"No, there's no need! Just tell me their identities and family backgrounds!" Zhao Xuanyi said confidently.
"Okay, let's change places. Mr. Zhao, please follow me to the study. Let's talk slowly!" Wang Heming felt that Zhao Xuanyi might know something, and enthusiastically invited him into his study.
"There are four bearers in total, namely Liu Ting, Wang Chengjin, Yang Changhai, and Zhang Wei, and Zhou Bowen's bodyguard is named Li Bingsong!" Wang Heming began to introduce!
After Zhao Xuanyi heard this, he closed his eyes
"Excluding the guards, let me introduce the four bearers!"
"Okay, they...?" Before Wang Heming finished speaking, he heard a man's voice coming from outside the door.
"Let me in. Zhou Bowen is my father. I want to know how my father died. Why are you stopping me?" When Zhao Xuanyi and Wang Heming heard this, they were both a little surprised. They didn't expect the deceased's family to come. Wang Heming shouted hurriedly
"What's going on outside?"
"Reporting to Wang Shaoqing, Mr. Zhou's son is here, and we can't stop him at all. What do you think?"
"Invite him in!" Wang Heming said.
"Yes!" There was a sound of heavy footsteps, and a man walked in. When Zhao Xuanyi saw this man, his eyes widened instantly. Why was it him?
"Mr. Zhao? Why are you here?" The man who walked in also looked at Zhao Xuanyi in surprise!
Zhao Xuanyi stood up slowly, thinking, what a coincidence? The man who came in was none other than Zhou Qihua, who was at the Zuichun Tower where he competed with several young masters for a book competition!
Zhao Xuanyi thought about it carefully, yes, his surname was Zhou, and the deceased was Zhou Bowen, wasn't he a member of the same family? Seeing Zhou Qihua's haggard face and dull eyes, Zhao Xuanyi sighed.
"My condolences, Mr. Zhou. I am here to help investigate your father's affairs!" After hearing this, Zhou Qihua came over and grabbed Mr. Zhao's hands.
"Master Zhao, you defeated all the other masters in our capital at Zui Chun Tower. Your intelligence is obvious to all. You must help me catch the murderer!" After Zhou Qihua finished speaking, tears fell down.
Seeing such a sad person, Zhao Xuanyi was also touched and helped Zhou Qihua sit on the chair
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhou, I will do my best! In this case, you have a sip of tea first, and we will talk slowly!" Zhou Qihua took a cup of hot tea, but was not in the mood to drink it. He put the hot tea on the table aside and wiped it with his sleeves. Wipe away tears
"Mr. Zhao, I wonder what you have found? If you have anything you want to ask, you can ask me and I will tell you everything I know!" Zhao Xuanyi nodded.
"I would like to ask, are you familiar with all four of your father's bearers?"
"They look familiar! These are all servants who have worked in my house for a long time! Is Mr. Zhao suspicious of them?" Zhou Qihua asked.
"No, I'm just asking casually. Wang Shaoqing, please give me a brief explanation of the background of these four bearers!" Zhao Xuanyi asked very seriously.
Wang Heming nodded
"Okay, actually there is nothing to say. They were all sold to Mr. Zhou's family when they were young. The average number is more than thirty couples. Wang Chengjin and Zhang Wei are already married. They both have family backgrounds and children. But they are still living in the Zhou Mansion. Liu Ting and Wu Wang Chengjin are both single! Because they were both sold, their identities are very simple. Needless to say, as for their families, they don’t even know where they are anymore!" Zhao Xuanyi said Listen, this is basically the same as nothing!
To put it nicely, they are servants; to put it worst, they are bought slaves!
"Do they have any bad habits?" Zhao Xuanyi looked at Zhou Qihua and asked.
"Bad habits? They don't have a lot of money. They just like to drink some wine. This is nothing. When it comes to bad habits, it should be Zhang Wei. He is addicted to gambling. He once even sold his own girl after losing. , in the end it was his father who taught him a lesson and paid him back the money, and then he kept his girl!" Zhou Qihua said.
Zhao Xuanyi nodded, it turned out that there was something like this
"Wang Shaoqing, please bring this Zhang Wei here. I have something to ask!"
"Okay, come on, bring Zhang Wei here!" Wang Heming shouted.
"Yes!" Zhou Qihua seemed to have some guesses after hearing Zhao Xuanyi's words.
"Mr. Zhao, do you suspect that Zhang Wei is the murderer of my father?"
"Mr. Zhou, don't be anxious. I don't know now. We need to check bit by bit, don't we? Urgent, it's useless!" Zhao Xuanyi said softly.
Zhou Qihua took a deep breath
"I'm so sorry, I feel so sad!"
"Understand, understand!" Zhao Xuanyi said in his heart, anyone who encounters this kind of thing will lose their bearings! Several people were waiting when they suddenly heard rapid footsteps and a man ran into the room.
"Sir, what's wrong, Zhang Wei hanged himself in prison!"
"What?" Everyone in the room was stunned. Zhao Xuanyi couldn't help but widen his eyes. Why did this thing feel wrong?
Something's wrong with lifting it! Everyone rushed to the cell and took a look outside Zhang Wei's cell. They saw a corpse hanging quietly in the air with a condom tied with a belt. A man was hanging there with kicks under his feet. Upturned stool.
"Come here, open the cell door!" Wang Heming shouted.
"Yes!" After the cell door opened, Zhao Xuanyi and Wang Heming walked into the cell. Zhao Xuanyi was not afraid of the dead. He had never seen anything on the battlefield. When he came under Zhang Wei, Zhao Xuanyi took a closer look. Suddenly his eyes flashed. Something was wrong!
He didn't commit suicide! Several guards put the body down. Zhao Xuanyi came closer and took a closer look at Zhang Wei's neck. There was only a strangulation mark. Then he picked up the deceased's hand and looked carefully under the nails. It was also very clean and there was nothing!
This is strange. Zhao Xuanyi turned to look at the others.
"Did he do anything wrong before he died? Or did he say something strange?" A group of people looked at each other, but no one said anything!
"Are you all mute? Mr. Zhao answered the questions truthfully!" Wang Heming shouted loudly.
"This? I didn't find anything wrong. After they came in, they all shouted that they were wronged. Then some people said they wanted to drink water, so we gave them some water, and then nothing happened until the adults wanted to interrogate. When we came over and took a look, he was already dead!" a man said simply.
"How about the other bearers?" Zhao Xuanyi asked.
"The other three are being held in other cells. They are fine!" After Zhao Xuanyi heard this, he looked at the dead Zhang Wei again, his eyes full of complicated thoughts, and then looked at Wang Heming
"Wang Shaoqing, you first conduct an inspection on the deceased to see if he was poisoned or something else. I'll go have a few words with Mr. Zhou!"
"Okay, Mr. Zhao, please excuse me. I'll be busy here first. Someone, please send Mr. Zhao to my study!" Wang Heming shouted loudly.
"Yes!" Zhao Xuanyi returned to Wang Heming's study. Zhou Qihua was already anxiously circling back and forth in the room. After seeing Zhao Xuanyi, he hurried over.
"Master Zhao, how are you? What did you find out?" Zhao Xuanyi made a silent gesture
"Mr. Zhou, this is not the place to talk. Let's leave first and find a place where we can talk. What do you think?" Zhou Qihua seemed to understand something and nodded.
"Okay, I often go to a teahouse, let's go and talk slowly!"
"Okay, lead the way!" Zhao Xuanyi felt very uncomfortable. There seemed to be a pair of eyes in Dali Temple staring at him, which made him feel very unsafe. Although he was protected by Shen Wei, he was always worried!
The two walked out of Dali Temple, took a car to a teahouse, and went up to the second floor. Zhou Qihua chose a private room, and Zhao Xuanyi looked at Shen Wei.
"Brother Shen, stay guard outside the door and don't let others eavesdrop!"
"Yes, don't worry, young master!" Shen Wei also felt that something was wrong with Zhao Xuanyi today! Zhao Xuanyi and Zhou Qihua returned to the room, and Zhou Qihua asked hurriedly
"Mr. Zhao, is Zhang Wei really dead? What's going on?" Zhao Xuanyi shook his head.
"Zhang Wei is dead, but this matter is not that simple. Mr. Zhou, I hope you won't hide anything from me and tell the truth to me!"
"Okay, what does Mr. Zhao want to know?"
"What is your father doing recently? Something more important?" Zhao Xuanyi asked. Zhou Qihua began to recall
"Father has been busy with one thing recently, and that is the emperor's birthday in half a month. This is a big event, and father has no time to be busy with other things!" After hearing this, Zhao Xuanyi nodded lightly. The root of the problem should be found it
"One more question, do you believe in Buddhism?" Zhou Qihua thought carefully.
“My dad wasn’t really crazy about any of this!”
"So? Does anyone in your family believe this? Do you have any Buddha statues at home?"
"No! Although we have gone to the temple to offer incense, our family doesn't really believe in these things, so we don't offer them at all. Except for the tokens of my grandfather and the elders in the family, we don't offer anything else at all!" Zhou Qihua said something. Nothing to hide.
Zhao Xuanyi nodded after hearing this
"Then do you have any enemies?"
"This...?" Zhou Qihua's face was filled with confusion.
"Young Master Zhao, you also know that he is an official in the court, this?" Zhao Xuanyi understood instantly and motioned to Zhou Qihua to stop talking. Now Zhao Xuanyi suddenly thought of another thing in his mind!
Is it possible that these two things are still related?
"Mr. Zhao? Can you tell me now how my father died?" Zhou Qihua asked with grief on his face.
Zhao Xuanyi looked at Zhou Qihua, then shook his head
"Mr. Zhou, I just started investigating today and don't know much, but I can tell you for sure that your father was killed and it was definitely not an accident. I don't know much about the rest. After all, the investigation is Wang Heming is in charge, you can only ask him about the rest!" After Zhou Qihua heard this, he didn't say anything. Zhao Xuanyi was not an investigator after all, but he knew that his father was killed, so he knew the target!
After Zhao Xuanyi and Zhou Qihua separated, just after they came downstairs, Shen Wei called his carriage
"Young Master, it's already afternoon, let's go back and have a rest?" Zhao Xuanyi shook his head
"Come with me to buy something, and then go to the teahouse!" Shen Wei looked up
"Sir, aren't we in the teahouse now?" Zhao Xuanyi glared at Shen Wei
"I'm talking about another teahouse, let's go!"
"Yes!" A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Xuanyi came to the tea house in another alley. After getting off the carriage, he walked directly into the lobby. The waiter came over with a smile.
"Hey, we are a distinguished guest. What kind of tea would you like to drink?"
"I want to have new tea!" Zhao Xuanyi said directly. When the waiter heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
“New tea comes from afar, it will take some time!”
"I'm not in a hurry. Find me a place to rest first, and then slowly make tea!"
"Okay, please follow me upstairs and I'll arrange a private room for you!" The waiter warmly greeted Zhao Xuanyi and went up to the second floor, then took him to a private room. He closed the door and Shen Wei stood guarding the door.
Zhao Xuanyi sat quietly on the chair, listening to the sound of rain outside the window. The dripping raindrops hit the window, as if it was a performance without a conductor. Although the messy sound was irregular, it was surprisingly surprising. calmed down.
