Wen Xiaoyun thought naughtily. Sure enough, superb makeup skills were used in ancient times to make people relax their vigilance.
From this point of view, if future generations of beauty bloggers traveled through time, they would still be able to survive in ancient times even if they had no skills or specialties and only had a small bag of modern cosmetics space storage bag.
Suddenly tilting his head and meeting Yin Nuo's cold gaze next to him, Wen Xiaoyun quickly frowned and shook his head, forcing his thoughts back from their wandering thoughts.
Yinnuo was right, she must be more serious, and she can still solve the case!
Magistrate Wang and a group of detectives next to him swallowed their saliva unconsciously as they watched Wen Xiaoyun's face alternate with bitterness and hatred, a strange smile at other times, and a deep and serious expression at other times.
Is it possible that Wang Mi really has writing on his face?
Or is it the kind that only Wen Xiaoyun can see?
Only Yinnuo knew that Wen Xiaoyun might have wandered off to another place.
He pinched Wang Mi's chin hard and urged fiercely: "The torture chamber is asking you something, answer it quickly!"
Wang Mi's tears fell and she sobbed, "Sir, the common people also want to say~ But you pinch~~ Xiao Min's mouth, Xiao Min really can't say anything~~"
The strength in Yin Nuo's hand relaxed a little.
So Wang Mi, under the double attack of Yin Nuo's clamp and Wen Xiaojun's hot towel, began to narrate aggrievedly:
"Cao Min originally stayed at the inn, and happened to live in the room next door to that Jiulang.
On the day of the accident, Cao Min was reading a book in the guest room when he suddenly heard someone arguing outside the door. If you listen carefully, you will find Jiulang inside, as well as some people who claim to be Yanzhou police officers.
Cao Min wanted to open the crack in the door to see the excitement, but Jiulang turned around and pushed Cao Min's door open. The villain was about to ask him what was going on, but he locked the door with his backhand, and waved his sleeves on the villain's face, causing the common man to feel a sweet fragrance.
But in the blink of an eye, the vision suddenly went dark, and Cao Min fainted. When Cao Min woke up again, he saw a figure suddenly jumping out of the window. Look at the back, it’s definitely Jiulang!
Cao Min felt that something was not good at that time, so he quickly got out of bed and wanted to go out and call someone. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, a group of people rushed to him and asked for shackles.
The grass people wanted to shout anxiously, but their voices couldn't hold the words.
The less he can say it, the more anxious the common people are. If he is regarded as a fugitive, and is thrown into a cell and never comes out, will the common people die unjustly in the cell?
There is an 80-year-old mother in the grassroots family who needs to take care of her until she dies. She cannot just die like this. The ordinary people just try to escape, but in the end they are stabbed to death by the stewards, and they don’t know anything anymore..."
The more Wang Mi talked, the sadder he became. He blinked his big eyes and tears rolled down his face.
Wen Xiaoyun suspected that if Yin Nuo hadn't clamped his chin, he would have burst into tears.
Wen Xiaoyun gently wiped away Wang Mi's tears and asked softly: "From the time you heard the quarrel outside the door to the time when you were unconscious and then woke up, how long did it take? Wang Mi, do you still remember it?"
Wang Mi stared for a moment, then frowned as if he was trying to remember, "The little one in the middle fainted, I really can't remember how long it took?"
Wen Xiaoyun turned to look at Yin Nuo, "Captain Yin, what did you say to Shan Shuichang when you arrested him? What happened at the door? How long did it take in total?"
Yin Nuo pondered and thought for a moment, "When we first entered the post station, we first found the postman who was feeding the horses at the back and asked him if there was anyone named Jiulang.
The postman didn't even think about taking us upstairs, but I saw a lot of people standing and chatting in the hall, so I asked the police to keep an eye on the people in the hall.
One of the handsome scholars was also among them, and I became suspicious at that time.
At that time, a group of people were chatting around him. When he heard our words, he was not in a hurry at first.
After putting away the piles of ivory picks on the table one by one, he said he was going back upstairs to get the baggage.
I followed him upstairs, and on the way I spilled ivory picks on the steps, and he wanted to pick them up.
I knew that he was deliberately causing trouble and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to escape, so I asked the policeman to pick it up for him. I grabbed his hand and asked the policeman to come into the house and pick up the bundle for him.
He started to mess around, first asking us for some arrest documents.
The document was in my arms, and he was yelling about bullying good people and the government taking people at will and being unreasonable. They kept talking nonsense back and forth, but his brother didn't want to talk nonsense to him. Just when he was about to put a chain on him, he said he wanted to go back to the room to get clothes. Then, before the detective could react, he turned around and entered the back room.
I was afraid that he was going to run away, so I immediately rushed forward and kicked open the door, threw out the chain and put it on him. He struggled desperately, but his brother became impatient and hit him with the handle of his knife, and then he fainted. "
Wen Xiaoyun's eyes suddenly froze, "In other words, from the quarrel on the second floor to Yin Cat head kicking in the door and grabbing Shan Shuichang, it only took the blink of an eye?"
Yinnuo let go of Wang Mi's head and nodded affirmatively, "That's right. One more thing, this Wang Mi's body shape is very similar to Shan Shuichang, and his face shape is also roughly similar. They were all wearing the same clothes at the time. I I never expected that just by closing the door and kicking in the door, the person would be changed."
As soon as Prefect Wang heard these remarks, his head began to hurt again.
He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, thinking sadly, what is going on every day? ~
