When the book-traveling little detective meets the two-faced prince

"If that's the case, isn't Brother Jiang's identity even more suspicious? You're the only one in the entire Yulong Village who showed up here for no reason." Li Weisheng looked in the direction of Lin Lezhi's arm and said, "I heard that Jiang Lian'an is a world-famous detective with a cloud-like scar on the inside of his right arm, but has anyone seen it?"

"It's not for no reason!"

Sun Wan'er, who was kneeling beside him, said, "Mr. Jiang came here after seeing my letter of smoke, and there is indeed a smoke scar on Mr. Jiang's wrist. Mr. Xiao and I can testify to this!"

Xiao Xu didn't say anything, just nodded.

Lin Lezhi said nonchalantly: "Even if I'm not Jiang Lian'an, I won't let the He family suffer this injustice. Besides, it's just a scar, there's no need for me to hide it. If you want to see it, I'll show it to you."

After saying that, Lin Lezhi generously lifted up his sleeves and showed the scar on his right arm to everyone.

"It's him, he's really Jiang Lian'an!"

"Yes, it's really him!"

The villagers said one after another.

"Here!" Lin Lezhi turned around and pointed his arm towards Li Weisheng.

There was no surprise in Li Weisheng's eyes, but instead a sense of hatred rose up.

Lin Lezhi retracted his arm and continued, "I haven't finished what I said just now. On the night of the River God Festival, in front of He Yuqing's parents' graves, Village Chief Ji knelt down and begged for mercy for everyone in their village. Now it is summer and the soil is dry. Even if there is soil on the hands, it will not leave two obvious handprints on the clothes, unless Village Chief Ji grabbed something wet before that."

Village Chief Ji looked at his palms, trying hard to recall what happened that night.

"Village Chief Ji, let me ask you, when you grabbed Magistrate Li's trouser legs that night, were his trouser legs wet?"

That night, Village Chief Ji first begged Li Weisheng, grabbed Li Weisheng's trouser legs, and then grabbed Lin Lezhi's clothes.

Village Chief Ji raised his head and said, "Yes, that's right!"

Li Weisheng said calmly: "This only means that I took the water route when I went there. It doesn't mean anything else."

"You are indeed right. Based on these two pieces of evidence alone, I really can't prove anything. I only recently found the evidence that can prove that you are the murderer."

"What evidence?"

Lin Lezhi raised his hand, pointed at He Yuqing on the ground and said, "This most crucial evidence was left behind by He Yuqing."

When he heard He Yuqing's name, Li Weisheng's eyes flashed with shock, and then his eyes darkened, "What do you mean?"

"Everyone in Yulong Village thought that the poem Red Pearl written by He Yuqing before her death was a testimony of her undying love for Li Weisheng. However, little did they know that it was the key evidence left by He Yuqing pointing to you as the real murderer behind the scenes."

Lin Lezhi took out the piece of paper that was placed on He Yuqing's desk from his arms, unfolded it in front of everyone, and slowly read it word by word.

"The rain has fallen and the sky is clearing up, the clear sky is shining brightly."

"I hope you'll look at me and think of me, my love for you will last me the rest of my life."

"This poem not only explains He Yuqing's feelings, but also the ruthlessness of Magistrate Li. He Yuqing also hoped that the man she loved could have a little love for her, but the love she longed for was actually poison that killed people, so she had no choice but to use her own death to exchange for the safety of her parents and leave clues behind."

"It's a pity that her death did not bring peace to her parents, nor did it make the truth of the matter public as she had hoped."

Village Chief Ji didn't understand and said a little embarrassedly: "Mr. Jiang, can you explain it more clearly? I don't understand."

Lin Lezhi walked over to He Yuqing's body, squatted down, and said calmly: "When I first read this poem, I thought the word 'lovesickness' was used very well. Since ancient times, red beans have been used to express lovesickness. Red beans are poisonous, but they represent lovesickness. Lovesickness is deep in the bones and there is no medicine to cure it. This lovesickness is the most difficult poison in the world to cure."

“But because of over-interpretation, we often overlook the superficial meaning of the poem.”

Lin Lezhi grabbed He Yuqing's wrist bone and turned it over. There was a scratch on the inside of the wrist bone. Lin Lezhi said as calmly as possible: "I think she chose to jump next to the waterfall that day because that was the place where she met you. She wanted to jump from there to sever her love for you, and also to let the villagers find that her death was strange, so she chose to cut her wrist and let the villagers notice this unusual red bean."

A woman next to him said, "What's so unusual about this red bean? Don't all red beans look like this?"

Lin Lezhi grabbed He Yuqing's wrist bone with his hands. The red string had faded, but the red bean on it was still full of color and bright. "Although red beans represent lovesickness, they are difficult to keep bright if not properly cared for. They will turn black or even get worms. Not to mention that red beans that fall into water will sprout. But He Yuqing's bean has been there for twelve years, but it is still as bright as yesterday. This shows that this red bean is fake."

Lin Lezhi took off the red rope on He Yuqing's wrist, looked up and said to Xiao Xu: "Xiao Xu, lend me your sword."

Xiao Xu glanced at Lin Lezhi, took off the accessories from his waist and threw them to Lin Lezhi.

Lin Lezhi took the sword and split it into two in front of everyone.

There are black particles inside the red beans, like black sesame seeds.

Village Chief Ji asked in confusion: "What is this?"

"It's the seeds of the Datura flower, which is the main ingredient used to prepare Fu Sheng Zui. He Yuqing wanted to tell everyone that Li Weisheng had poisoned them a long time ago, so she wrote this poem and cut her wrists."

A trace of sadness flashed across Lin Lezhi's eyes, and he said lightly: "It's a pity that things didn't go as she thought. She fell onto the platform in the waterfall. She failed to reveal the truth, but helped the murderer behind the scenes to cover up the truth."

"Everyone in the village knows that the red beans on He Yuqing's wrist were woven by Li Weisheng himself and worn on her hand."

After that, Lin Lezhi stood up and looked at Li Weisheng, his eyes firm as he said, "So, this red bead is the absolute evidence that identifies you, and you have no way to deny it."

Li Weisheng looked down at the red bean on his wrist. It had turned black. Li Weisheng's clenched hands were shaking slightly, and the joints were turning white.

The villagers also looked at Li Weisheng with horror.

Lin Lezhi looked at Li Weisheng with a complicated look in his eyes. His hands trembled slightly and he said with an unsteady breath, "But the saddest thing about this incident is not that He Yuqing fell in love with Li Weisheng, but that He Yuqing didn't know until her death that the person she fell in love with was not Li Weisheng at all."